Chapter 224 The King of Swords - Jian Wuxin
"Nine Springs Waterfall, Climb to the Cloud Peak!"

"Jian Wuxin versus Yang Qingyuan, the winner will be the new generation of Jiuquan Master!"

"The peak battle - start!"

Boom boom boom~~~A burst of passionate drumbeats struck everyone's hearts.

It’s finally starting!

They have been waiting for this day for a long time!

The sound of waves suddenly sounded, with a terrifying momentum.

Everyone looked up.

The Nine Springs Waterfall rose again, and the nine water columns gradually became thicker and merged into one. Finally, on September 18, it completely turned into a 333-foot-long pillar that reached the sky.

then.

The thirty-two cloud platforms on the bottom layer, the sixteen cloud platforms on the second to last layer... a total of sixty-three cloud platforms seem to be engraved at a certain node between heaven and earth. The unchanging cloud platforms gradually merge into one.

It transformed into a huge cloud platform hundreds of feet high in the sky.

Whoosh—a sword light fell from the sky.

Jian Wuxin, who was flying from afar, landed in the center of the cloud platform at the right moment.

His clothes fluttered and he looked calm and composed.

He has an ordinary face, but he looks like a sword king standing on top of the clouds, looking down on the world.

Under the Jiuquan Waterfall.

Countless sword sounds continued to ring out.

The swords in everyone's hands bowed spontaneously towards the Yuntai, expressing their thoughts of submission.

"Jian Wuxin!"

"Jian Wuxin!"

"Jian Wuxin!"

Waves of fanatical roars resounded through heaven and earth.

The first of the nine Fengyun, the master of Jiuquan. Over the years, I don't know how many followers I have accumulated.
He is the undisputed protagonist of today.

And Yang Qingyuan, the successor of Yu Dao, is just one of the challengers in recent years.

Want to be the protagonist.

Just go challenge him!

Everyone was looking forward to it, their eyes seemed to be sparking.

Yang Qingyuan...is definitely the person with the greatest hope of challenging him in these years.

da~
The sound of steady footsteps seemed to be stepping on everyone's hearts.

Jiuquan Waterfall suddenly became quiet.

Everyone watched Song Lin's figure silently, step by step rising into the air and walking towards the clouds.

He also flew up.

The huge gap between the physical body and the divine residence seemed to be non-existent in front of these two people.

Song Lin walked towards the sky step by step.

He didn't walk fast, but with every step he took, his aura grew. Wisps of energy turned into wind and clouds that circulated around him.

seem……

When he saw Jian Wuxin for the first time, he decided to use all his strength, actively upgrade his Qi, and fight the strongest opponent he had ever met in his life in the best condition.

"With such extraordinary talent, one can be called a Little God!"

A sigh came from under the Jiuquan Waterfall.

"Why isn't it a fake divine palace?"

"The fake God's Palace relies on external forces, which is insignificant. The small God's Palace is based on the innate bone structure, blurring the boundaries between the Qi and the God's Palace."

"At their level, whether it's Thunder Sound or Gang Qi, they can all use their peerless talents to exert some of the power of the Divine Mansion. This is because the Five Elements of the Divine Mansion are the embodiment of their innate talents."

"Then doesn't it mean that they will definitely be promoted to the Divine Palace in the future?"

"Divine Palace?"

Someone sneered: "In their eyes, the Divine Palace is just a starting point. In the future, reaching the peak, breaking through the gate of heaven, and achieving the golden body realm above the Divine Palace is what people like them pursue!"

"A mere divine palace..."

"Did you notice that Yang Qingyuan didn't bring that broken knife today?"

Suddenly another person spoke.

now.

Song Lin finally stepped across the sea of ​​clouds, climbed to the top of the clouds, and landed in front of Jian Wuxin.

He didn't bring that broken knife today.

This is the greatest respect for the best opponent.

In the whistling wind.

The two people on the platform were silent.

Jian Wuxin watched indifferently as Song Lin took off the grey cloth on his back.

then.

The gray cloth was unwound in circles, as if a rare treasure was wrapped inside.

Gradually.

A blood-red long sword appeared before his eyes.

hum~~
There seemed to be the sound of swords in the air.

"This is an evil sword." Jian Wuxin spoke for the first time, his eyes locked on the sword in Song Lin's hand, and his indifferent expression finally showed a hint of interest.

He can feel it.

The evil thoughts contained in the blade were filled with crazy bloodthirstiness. Once used for a long time, one would inevitably be corrupted by the evil thoughts and become a puppet under the blade.

"In my hands, it's just a knife."

Song Lin gripped the handle of the knife and turned the blade slightly.

"Buzz——" There seemed to be a flash of knife across the sky, dyeing the clouds light red.

at the same time.

Buzz—buzz—buzz—under the Jiuquan Waterfall, many swordsmen held down their swords tightly, their eyes filled with disbelief.

The resonance of sword intent!
Yang Qingyuan didn't use his sword intent at all, but the sword automatically resonated with all the swords present. At this moment, countless metal buzzing sounds intertwined and merged into one wave that rushed into the sky.

Between heaven and earth, the situation changes.

All the clouds seemed to be dyed with a layer of red light.

Such an astonishing sight made many people open their mouths in astonishment.

Jian Wuxin was silent for a moment.

This guy seems to be right.

No matter how evil this knife is, it can only be a knife in his hands.

"What's the name of your knife?" Jian Wuxin asked.

"The name of the sword - Blood Drinker." Song Lin said.

“It’s a good knife.”

Jian Wuxin nodded slowly.

From "an evil sword" to "a good sword", it represents his recognition of the sword and his recognition of the opponent in front of him today.

"It will only be a good sword if it defeats you."

Song Lin said.

"You want to beat me?"

Jian Wuxin raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was also shocked by Song Lin's words, and looked directly at the young man in front of him for the first time.

A few years younger than him.

He does seem to be extremely talented and has an extraordinary bearing.

But to win him...

"You look very much like an old friend of mine." Song Lin suddenly said something inexplicably.

"Me? An old friend?"

Jian Wuxin looked at Song Lin.

"But... you are much more arrogant than him." Song Lin laughed.

Yes!

Han Qing didn't have such an arrogant personality back then. He treated everyone with courtesy and humility, and remained a simple and honest young man.

From the first sight I saw Jian Wuxin.

Song Lin felt that they were very similar.

But now he was sure that they were not the same person.

One of them is a mortal, while the other is extraordinary and a natural swordsman.

Even if Han Qing reincarnated a hundred or a thousand times, he would never be as arrogant as the other party. That was the real arrogance that went deep into his bones, looking down on everything and not taking anyone in the world seriously. Of course.

Jian Wuxin is indeed qualified.

There are not many people in this world who can catch his eye.

but.

This does not include Song Lin.

"interesting."

When Jian Wuxin heard these words, he finally truly felt the pride hidden in the heart of this opponent he met for the first time.

They are all the most outstanding people in the world.

If I wasn't proud in my heart, how could I be standing here?

What they are fighting for today... is the qualification to look down upon the world!

"bring it on!"

Song Lin stood with his sword drawn.

Qiang~~
Jian Wuxin smiled faintly and unsheathed his sword.

It was an ordinary sword.

Like him, there is nothing special about it, just the purest sword.

"This sword—has no name."

ding~~
There was a light metallic collision sound.

Without any warning, the two men passed each other and appeared behind each other, completing their first fight.

"That's right." Jian Wuxin said lightly.

"You didn't let me down." A smile appeared on Song Lin's lips.

A strong desire to fight suddenly arose in the hearts of the two men who were standing back to back.

Just based on this one fight.

They have each realized that this is the strongest opponent they have ever encountered in their life.

Jian Wuxin's talent is at least above the Azure Fate.

And at this time.

Many people in the audience were stunned.

Most of them couldn't see clearly what happened at that moment. Only a few people looked solemn.

In that brief moment.

The swords and knives had clashed dozens of times, and the skills they had learned had surpassed what they had learned in their entire lives. Dozens of them were repeated, and only then would it seem so ordinary and unremarkable, making it hard to see clearly.

Boom~~
Song Lin and Jian Wuxin turned around at the same time.

A cloud of wind and cloud gathered from between heaven and earth, condensed into ice, and transformed into wind and cloud. Amid the roar of swords and sabers, it seemed as if the two men's attacks were performing the most mysterious sword techniques and sword moves in the world.

"hiss……"

Countless people in the audience looked up at the sky and couldn't help but gasp.

"I don't understand these techniques at all!"

“Many of them I have never seen before…”

"Are they still human? I may not be able to master a set of skills in my lifetime, but in their hands, it seems like they can do it effortlessly."

"I understand!"

"The sword and knife skills of these two have already reached perfection. Many of their moves are new to us, but they actually created them themselves!"

"Grandmaster level?"

"I guess...yeah."

Everyone took a breath again.

Three thousand years ago.

The magician unified the martial arts world, united thousands of schools, created the three unique magic skills, and became the supreme master.

This is a story many people know.

now.

The talents of these two people seem to be equally good.

At such a young age, he has already mastered all the moves in the world and reached the pinnacle. In the future... what realm will he reach?
This may be... the view 'on top of the mountain' that many people dream of!
I really want to be like them and see the scenery in the sky one day!

Boom!

The wind and clouds in the sky suddenly dissipated.

Song Lin and Jian Wuxin's figures separated, each standing in the air.

Looking at the unrestrained and unruly swordsman opposite.

Jian Wuxin's expression finally showed some solemnity.

Look down.

There was a small tear in the sleeve of his left forearm, and a faint trace of blood was clearly visible.

He admits.

I really underestimated Yang Qingyuan.

This person is the first talented swordsman who has made him feel threatened in all these years!
Because of carelessness in my heart.

He was injured by the opponent's knife, and it was not unjust.

but.

The other party could have used this to expand their victory, but they didn't. The implication is very obvious. If I don't cheer up and take it seriously...

"Ha ha ha ha"

Jian Wuxin couldn't help but burst into laughter.

how many years.

For the first time, someone was more arrogant than him!
Yang Qingyuan, I will remember you!
"Ang——" the knife light came through the air.

The sharp blade is like a strange beast from the mountains and seas, combining the shapes of dragons, phoenixes, whales, tigers and other exotic beasts, exuding a sense of dominance over the world.

Tyrant sword - Seven Deadly Slashes.

Song Lin finally started to take it seriously.

Because he knew that after the blow he just received, his opponent would definitely show his true strength!
"Baguio."

A clear shout.

The clouds and mist covering the Yuntai suddenly seemed to be sucked away, turning into a thin layer of frost on Jian Wuxin's sword.

The frost was very thin.

The air seemed to suddenly become three degrees colder.

Afterwards.

A ray of sword light that penetrated the sky and the earth burst out from the long sword.

The world is clear and bright.

There were no clouds, no wind, and no rain. A frosty white sword met Song Lin's sword without any intention of retreating.

Gala, Gala~~
Layers of frost froze the strange beast transformed by the sword light.

Subsequently.

The white cold air suddenly spread out, freezing the entire Hundred-foot Cloud Platform into an ice world.

The Chu River is as clear as the sky, connecting to the distant blue sea.

This sword is called Bi Yao.

This was the first time that Jian Wuxin used his skill on the Cloud Platform in the nine years since he ascended to the top of the Cloud Platform.

He has offered his greatest sincerity to his most respected opponent.

Under the cloud platform.

Countless people's eyes were dazed.

This is the power that can only be driven by the Divine Mansion Realm... right?
Jianzhai viewing platform.

A young girl in white clothes as white as snow has stood there without anyone noticing.

She looked up at the sky, her brows furrowed.

This sword is so terrifying!
Can he catch it?
this moment.

Tan Tai Xuanyin, who had always regarded Jian Wuxin as his target and even had a faint admiration for him, had completely changed his mindset.

this moment.

She desperately hoped that he would win.

Because she suddenly realized.

In addition to the person whose name is on the list, there is another murderer behind the scenes... I have never doubted it.

Jian Wuxin.

He is absolutely qualified to make Miao Shengyi willing to die for him.

(End of this chapter)