Chapter 105: A Sword Spanning Six Hundred Years
Shen Jianyuan.

On top of the Flying Sword Stone.

The two men fighting looked focused and were not affected by the sudden movement.

Some of the people watching the fight could not help but turn their heads to look at the young man sitting cross-legged on the Flying Sword Stone, whose aura seemed to be no less than that of the two geniuses. Some of them still stared at him intently.

They knew that this battle had finally reached the most critical moment.

Leng Erxiao shouted, and the aura green dragon transformed by the long sword suddenly showed golden scales. In an instant, the illusory dragon body seemed to be several times more solid than before.

"Ding~~" The sword light in Ye Liuyun's hand suddenly split.

The tangible sword energy was like the strong wind and clouds in the sky, falling on Leng Erxiao's strong energy green dragon like flowing water.

then.

A horrifying scene happened.

The green dragon with golden scales suddenly grew larger and turned into a dragon that was a hundred meters long. It suddenly passed through Ye Liuyun's body, flew through the air, and disappeared into the sky where countless clouds were changing.

Leng Erxiao's face suddenly changed color.

The faces of the people watching the fight changed color at the same time.

"you lose."

Ye Liuyun stood in the clouds, his white clothes fluttering, with a sword on Leng Erxiao's shoulder. The Azure Dragon that suddenly changed the color of the wind and clouds had no effect on him.

"How could this happen?"

"I don't understand. I don't understand at all!"

"Is this the Seed of the Divine Palace? Is this the genius on the list of the best? Why didn't that knife cause any harm to Ye Liuyun?"

The people watching the fight around were talking about it.

Only a few people looked at the two people in the field, with expressions of understanding, surprise, respect, etc. flashing in their eyes.

Are the golden scales just a thing in the pond? They turn into dragons when encountering wind and clouds.

From a perspective that is difficult for ordinary people to observe, they clearly saw that the cloud and mist swords struck out thousands of times in an instant, easily breaking apart the golden scales on the Azure Dragon's body one by one, and completely transforming the incomparably condensed energy into streaks of wind, cloud, and water vapor.

Hail in summer and cold wind in winter can hurt people, but what if it is just the warm spring breeze or autumn rain?

"What is this sword called?" Leng Erxiao looked at the long sword on his shoulder with a dry voice.

The words just left his mouth.

He couldn't bear it any longer and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The surroundings instantly became quiet.

Leng Erxiao lost.

I lost with conviction and suffered a complete defeat.

He was seriously injured just by the collision of their auras. But Ye Liuyun... was still calm and composed, as ethereal as an immortal.

He would rather see the sword pierce his heart than see it fall lightly on his shoulder. This means that Ye Liuyun, who is still in the Leiyin realm, still has some strength left to fight against him in the Gangqi realm.

This means...

As the second best swordsman in the Ba Dao Sect today, he is not worthy to be compared with Ye Liuyun.

"Liuyun."

Ye Liuyun said casually: "This sword is called Sword. Liuyun."

"Sword Liuyun?"

"Great! Naming it after yourself, what confidence!"

"Wow! I am so lucky to be able to witness this battle with my own eyes today!"

"According to the storybook, this is clearly a life without regrets!"

The people watching the game around cheered and the atmosphere suddenly became lively.

Facing those passionate gazes, there were many famous heroines and ladies in the world.

Ye Liuyun calmly put away his sword.

The corner of his mouth curled up and he said, "I've been waiting for you for half a month. Ba Dao Sect, is this the second sword?"

"you!"

Everyone was suddenly in an uproar, Leng Erxiao's blood boiled and his face turned red.

Ye Liuyun has such a sharp tongue!
It turns out... the two of them had been planning this for half a month. It wasn't that Ye Liuyun was unsure, but that he had been waiting for Leng Erxiao?

"Ye Liuyun, you are going too far!"

"You dare to humiliate my Ba Dao Sect like this? Today, I will make you bleed to death!"

"Go ahead and kill him."

One by one, the figures of the Badao Sect leaped over from the Feijian Stone not far away.

"stop!"

Leng Erxiao suddenly turned around and glanced at his fellow disciples behind him as a warning.

Simultaneously.

The people around looked like they were watching a show, looking at the noisy people from the Badao Sect.

Duel on the Shenjian Abyss - life or death is not a matter of debate. No one is allowed to seek trouble afterwards, otherwise everyone in the martial arts world will kill him. This has been a recognized rule in the martial arts world for thousands of years.

Leng Erxiao doesn't want to become the public enemy of the martial arts world, so he must stop a few impulsive brothers.

"Now. Redeem the bet."

Ye Liuyun faced all the swordsmen from the Badao Sect alone, but his expression seemed three times colder than before.

"Betting..."

The people around him immediately looked expectantly at Leng Erxiao who was hesitant. The people from Ba Dao Men immediately changed their expressions and looked at Ye Liuyun with gloomy eyes.

What kind of bet made them react like this?
"I... I admit... the seven swords of the Ba Dao Sect... are... shit..." Leng Erxiao's face was as gloomy as water, even uglier than if his own mother had died.

The words fell.

He could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and then continued miserably: "I, Leng Erxiao, am… not as good as… not as good as a hair of the heir of Yu Dao…"

"Ugh~" After saying the second sentence, he could no longer hold on, the long sword in his hand fell to the ground, and he vomited blood continuously.

I don’t know if it’s because of the serious injury or because he was angry.

this moment.

The second sword of the Naha Sword Sect seemed to have been completely broken by the sword from the top of the clouds. His eyes were dim and his face was pale. If he hadn't been supported by his fellow disciples behind him, he would not have been able to stand.

"Hiss~~~He really dares to say that!"

"If you are willing to accept defeat, you are a hero!"

“But if these words are spoken, not to mention how Leng Erxiao will be punished by the sect, Ye Liuyun will probably become the mortal enemy of Ba Dao Sect!”

"So what? Since ancient times, swords and knives have been incompatible in the martial arts world. With the touchstone of Ba Dao Sect, Ye Liuyun may be able to reach the supreme realm of swordsmanship in the future... maybe!"

"As a practitioner, we should be brave and diligent. What you said makes sense."

The discussions in Shen Jianyuan were as noisy as the clouds.

A battle today.

It can be said that the Badao Sect has lost all its face.

The sword in Ye Liuyun's hand and his mouth that can make people angry to death will probably completely detonate public opinion in the martial arts world.

Such talent and genius.

Among the younger generation, it seems that few can match him.

"Wait a minute."

Leng Erxiao suddenly called out to Ye Liuyun.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said unwillingly: "Ye Liuyun, I am indeed not as good as you. But, but I only lost to the sword in your hand, not the so-called foolish knife."

"If you want to prove how powerful that Foolish Sword's descendant is, have him come out in person. Otherwise, I will... accept it... but not in my heart."

".cut."

Ye Liuyun put away his sword and turned around, ignoring the group of unconvinced disciples of the Ba Dao Sect.

Let Song Lin do it himself? How would he know where the other party was at this moment?

But at this moment, Ye Liuyun's eyes suddenly lit up.

On the flying sword stone that made the noise just now, a young man slowly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a mysterious sword light flowing in his eyes. And beside him... an old man in a wheelchair was smiling happily.

As for the powerful-looking female swordsman next to them...just ignore her.

"Ye Liuyun, if you have the guts, let the heir of the Foolish Sword come out himself!"

"Yes, let him do it himself. What kind of skill is it to hide behind a swordsman? What kind of successor to the Foolish Sword... I think it's bullshit!"

"Humph, I've never even heard of the Foolish Blade. If he really dares to come to this Shen Jian Yuan, I'll take care of him!"

The disciples of Ba Dao Sect spoke without restraint.

Although they lost, they had no intention of admitting defeat.

"He's already here."

A cool voice suddenly sounded, causing the people from the Ba Dao Sect who were clamoring to pause.

The Liuyun swordsman just stretched out his hand and pointed.

Said: "He is there."

Quiet.

The entire Shen Jian Yuan suddenly fell into silence again.

"What?"

Song Lin had just opened his eyes, with the knife light in his eyes not yet dissipated, when he saw countless eyes staring at him.

I can't help but feel a little puzzled.

My identity... is exposed again?
No!
The human skin mask that had just been changed also changed its shape...

Just then.

The sounds from all around came into my ears.

"He is the successor of the Foolish Sword?"

"He must have caused the noise just now... He is an extraordinary person who gained enlightenment through watching the battle!"

"One wave has not yet subsided, another wave rises. Tonight is really a series of good shows, exciting and thrilling!"

The atmosphere became lively again.

Song Lin was still in a daze, digesting the last trace of Yu Dao's insights.

At this time.

A group of Ba Dao Sect disciples had already jumped over from hundreds of meters away.

For a while.

The Flying Sword Stone where Song Lin and the other two were located became the core of the Shenjian Abyss tonight.

"Are you the heir of the Foolish Sword?"

"Nothing special. Where's your knife?"

"The heir of the Foolish Sword doesn't even have a sword, right?"

"I think this person is just a name for nothing. There is no need for Second Brother to take action. Let me give you a try..."

One after another, unconvinced voices came into my ears.

They have already lost a game tonight, and these disciples of Badao Sect seem eager to prove themselves.

"Uh...I..."

Song Lin gradually came to his senses.

Looking at Ye Liuyun, who was walking on the clouds in the distance with his white clothes fluttering, he couldn't help but glare at him fiercely.

really.

Apart from this outspoken king, who else would expose himself?
Judging from just a wisp of Yu Dao's sword intent and the old man beside him, Ye Liuyun is not as simple-minded as he appears.

Qiang~~
The moonlight reflected on the shiny blade of the knife, and a ray of light was reflected on Song Lin's cheek.

His eyes narrowed suddenly.

Knife……

Dare to show your knife in front of him?

"Sister Yuan, can I borrow your knife?" Before Iris could react, her hand suddenly felt lighter. The broken knife with many holes in it fell into Song Lin's palm.

under the moonlight.

He stood tall on the Flying Sword Stone, with the broken knife in his hand pointing diagonally at the ground.

"Watch out for the knife!" A figure suddenly appeared.

The sword was sharp and the momentum was high. The sound of thunder resounded through the night sky.

"Brother, this is the sixth sword of the Badao Sect in the contemporary era - Liu Dadao. Be careful!" A voice came from nowhere.

Song Lin raised his head.

I recognized at a glance that the person was the swordsman who spoke the most arrogantly just now.

Ba Dao Men, the sixth sword of the contemporary era?

Good.

This knife...is indeed quite big.

hum-

A flash of tragic knife light suddenly crossed the night sky.

That moment.

A desolate and tragic scene seemed to reappear before everyone's eyes.

It was as if they saw two figures leaning against each other on a dam that seemed as vast as an abyss... But this time, the people watching the battle did not feel that they were insignificant.

because……

They raised their knives.

this moment.

Between reality and illusion, Song Lin, the fisherman and the duck all raised their knives.

This knife.

It seems to span six hundred years.

This knife.

It seems to express the sorrow of life and death.

This knife.

The sudden burst of sword light seemed to contain the most determined will in the world - courage.

Boom~~
Amidst the horrified gazes, the heir of the Foolish Sword suddenly crashed into Liu Dadao's arms, and together with the illusory foolish man, water duck... completed the most brilliant sword move of his life.

Puff~~ Countless broken limbs and arms.

The sky was filled with blood.

The so-called sixth sword of the Ba Dao Sect in the contemporary era did not even utter a scream before it turned into countless flying pieces of flesh on the spot.

On the flying sword stone.

Song Lin was bathed in blood and moonlight.

Holding a broken sword, he pointed it at the stunned people of Ba Dao Sect and said calmly: "This sword is called - Killing!"

　Bros.

　　I just want to ask, how is the successor of Yu Dao?
　　Please vote for me and ask for rewards.

　　Otherwise... take my fatal blow!

　　"Ga——" a long cry was heard towards the sky.

　　[This chapter's supporting role: Liu Dadao. As you wish, one-hit kill.]

　　
　
(End of this chapter)