Lanke Chess Edge

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Changjianshan sword cultivators were blocked at the door of their house to compete with swords for a long time but could not win. Not to mention that this situation has never happened since ancient times, the cultivators of Changjianshan have never even thought about this possibility.

Ji Yuan is also very clear about the impact of the previous three sword fights on the monks of Changjian Mountain, but since he came to Changjian Mountain, he has shown an aggressive attitude of provoking a teacher to inquire about crimes. It's too exciting, even under the admiration, it can be regarded as easing, if you want to force people to take action, you still have to be tougher.

So on the outside, it seemed that after waiting for a while and no one came forward, Ji Yuan smiled again, and said to the monks in Changjian Mountain.

"If no one comes forward, then Ji will still say the same thing, please don't cover up the scum in the sect, fellow Taoists of Changjian Mountain, and give justice to fellow daoist Lu, the dead master of the Jingxuanhai Pavilion and many innocent monks!"

"You fart! There are no people in my Changjian Mountain like you said. If someone in my mountain gate does such a disgraceful thing, there is no need for you to come to Xingshi to inquire about the crime. My Changjian Mountain has already cleared the gate!"

A monk from Changjian Mountain couldn't help but refute.

Ji Yuan shook his head.

"Masters who know swords, the fellow Taoists who fought with Ji before are indeed upright, but if the whole Long Sword Mountain is like this, that's not necessarily the case. Although I, Ji Yuan, is a poor and idle casual cultivator, I have a little reputation in the field of practice. I can't do anything to wrong a good person..."

Ji Yuan paused, then spoke again in a deep voice.

"I think that since a certain person is standing here today to inquire about crimes, there must be such a scum that everyone despises hiding in your Long Sword Mountain! What he did was not just framing Fellow Daoist Lu and harming Xuanhai Jing Pavilion, it will cause even more misery and disaster to the world!"

This can be said to be very, very serious. I don’t know how much heavier than when I first arrived. At the same time, Ji Yuan is always paying attention to the changes in the various auras of the monks of Changjian Mountain. It is absolutely impossible to escape the eye of fate.

It's a pity that even at this time, Ji Yuan still couldn't find out who had a problem in Long Sword Mountain.

But because of Ji Yuan's words, someone in Changjian Mountain finally lost his temper again. A monk with a sword box next to the headmaster of Changjian Mountain looked around and was about to step out of the cloud as soon as he gritted his teeth. Yuan fights the sword, but before he can step out, the master teacher next to him looks at him.

"Senior Brother, are you sure?"

"I don't have much confidence, I can only fight him desperately!"

The monk replied bitterly, and the headmaster of Changjian Mountain sighed and shook his head.

"Then you have already lost. Forget it, Ji Yuan's swordsmanship has already surpassed the state of perfection. If you don't reach Dongxuan, you can't keep up with Ji Yuan's swordsmanship..."

While sighing, the headmaster of Changjian Mountain walked forward step by step on the cloud.

"Brother..." "Teacher!" "Master!"

"Teach the real person!"

Seeing the headmaster of Changjian Mountain walking slowly, even though he was walking steadily on the clouds, he did not draw his sword or have any sword aura, but it gave Ji Yuan a feeling that the sharpness was slowly breaking through the fog.

'finally come! '

Ji Yuan's heart tightened slightly, what he was waiting for was the headmaster of Changjian Mountain to make a move, a peerless sword fairy of the true immortal rank, who might take someone's life at any time, even Ji Yuan had to be careful, but Ji Yuan's The external performance is still calm.

The head teacher of Changjian Mountain caused a wave of waves in his heart. Ji Yuan is undoubtedly the strongest opponent he has encountered so far in his practice. His realm is also difficult to be calm, but when he walked in front of Ji Yuan, all distracting thoughts had disappeared.

"Mr. Ji, I, Rong Yun, come to learn your sword skills, sir, don't hold back!"

Rong Yun bowed his hands to Ji Yuan, Ji Yuan looked serious, and also bowed his hands in return.

"Fighting against Master Rong, if Ji Yuan doesn't want to be decapitated, he will naturally go all out, please enlighten me!"

The two stood facing each other with a distance of ten feet, and no one took the lead after speaking, but just standing in the air, there was an extremely oppressive aura spreading out, similar to ordinary people feeling the suffocation before a summer thunderstorm, but wanting to much stronger.

Lu Min held his breath, and Xiezhi also frowned. In the past, he always only recognized Ji Yuan's swordsmanship, but this meeting had to change his mind. There was a terrifying edge in this suppressed atmosphere. It is as if one breath can cut the lungs.

Sure enough, today's generation who can cultivate the truth must not be underestimated.

And this time, it was very different from Ji Yuanyu Tu Yi's sword competition, this time not only would he not be able to restrain his mana, but it might not even be impossible to kill him.

Subconsciously, Xiezhi pulled Lu Min and drove the cloud back slowly, and many monks from Changjian Mountain also moved in the same way as them.

The two great true immortals fight, and they are both sword immortals. It is not a wise thing to get too close.

That is, shortly after everyone pushed away, Ji Yuan and Rong Yun suddenly shot together.

"Zheng—" This was the sound of the long sword in Rong Yun's sleeve being unsheathed.

"Om—" This is the Fengming of the Ivy Sword.

The two actually did not dodge or dodge at the same time, and pointed their swords at each other at the same time, all of them were aimed at the middle gate. When they were within ten feet of each other, the two real immortals drew their swords at the same time, almost at the same moment when they drew their swords , the tips of the two swords collided.

"Boom—"

Two fairy swords, one with green vines as the handle and the other with a sheath made of white jade, when the sword tips collided, the infinite sword intent and sword energy formed a terrifying storm in an instant.

"Swish—wow—"

This is a storm composed of white lights. When the wind blows, everyone can't see the figures of the two sword fighters clearly, but soon everyone has no time to care about the two sword fighters, because the terrible sword wind has already passed away. He hit him at an unimaginable speed.

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"careful--"

"Avoid!" "Quickly avoid—"

The monks on the side of Changjian Mountain cast spells to resist one after another, some took the initiative to dodge in front of some people and drew their swords to resist, and some joined forces to resist, and although the disciples of Changjian Mountain were far away, they were already under the leadership of their elders. Retreat into the mountain gate restriction.

Huh...huh...

When the storm hit, the ocean waves turned into foam where it passed, and the reefs in the sea were like tofu cut by fine fishing nets, and they turned into pieces or even powders.

As if realizing that the sword fight with his opponent would have too much impact, Ji Yuan and Rong Yun flew into the sky almost at the same time, their figures completely blurred by the impact of the sword intent and sword energy.

The spectators can only see pieces of sword light shining in it. Apart from using their eyes to see, they dare not use their spiritual sense to perceive, because they will be shredded by the sword intent if they touch the periphery of the combat range, which will easily damage the power of mind and even the soul.

Ji Yuan's sword movement has reached the fastest speed in his life so far, and Rong Yun is also the most difficult battle since he experienced Taoism.

The violent wind is transformed by the sword intent and sword energy. Sometimes the sky responds to the sword intent and turns into white clouds, sometimes black clouds, and sometimes black and white merge into a blend of yin and yang and keep turning.

"Boom..."

Thunder sounded in the clouds, but it was not lightning that jumped, but terrifying sword qi, which transformed into thunderbolts in the clouds and kept beating. The sword lights and lightning intertwined and wrestled with each other, symbolizing the confrontation between the two great sword celestial beings. , This kind of intertwined sword light and thunder fell into the sea, often causing the sea to be cut into terrible ravines in one fell swoop.

The vast majority of people who watched the battle knew that let alone intervening in this sword fight, even if they were hit by such a terrible thunder, it would be difficult for them to catch it intact.

Xiezhi's brows fluttered and never stopped. He just felt that this sword fighting technique was extremely dangerous. Those who dared to fight outside the gate of Changjian Mountain were fate. Neither want to do that.

"Senior Xi, can Mr. Ji win?"

Lu Min's eyes had already been stabbed by the sword light, and it was quite uncomfortable. Not to mention the redness of the eyes, occasionally he couldn't help but shed tears, but the world's top true fairy-level sword immortals fight without reservation. It may not happen once in a thousand years. Even if you die, you don't want to miss any wonderful moments.

Xiezhi also didn't want to miss the fight between Ji Yuan and Rong Yun. The expression of the immortal monks in the word "Tao" is far clearer than the simple and crude power struggle in ancient times. Items or certain talents for Taoism, but latecomers should not be underestimated.

"I admit that the headmaster of Changjian Mountain is really good, but he is still a little bit worse than Ji Yuan."

In the realm of the Tao, some people have a clear understanding of their thoughts once, and some people have been struggling for thousands of years without making progress. The distance between the two is sometimes very close, but sometimes it is too far to see the way forward.

"Pawn—" "Dang—"

There was a sound that made the eardrums of ordinary people sting, and the sword energy exploded like a thousand waves of waves. Everyone knew that this sound meant that the two great swordsmen were facing each other head-on again, and the overflowing sword light was already shining on the heavy wheels of light. The exterior is a rainbow of colors, but this beauty is a fatal beauty.

Ji Yuan stepped on the wind and became a gangster like a dragon, and Rong Yun's body was unpredictable and moved like lightning. The swords of the two sides sometimes flew out of their hands and turned into lightning in the wind and clouds. People and swords unite to face the enemy together.

Ji Yuan and Rong Yun's hands were either forming sword fingers or constantly making tactic, all they used and transformed were sword moves, as true immortals, how could they have no other means, but at this moment, the two of them had a tacit understanding, and they only used sword techniques by coincidence .

'not him! '

At such a moment in the sword fight, Ji Yuan already understood that Rong Yun was not the person he was looking for, and once again fought back, he tried to open his mouth to end the sword fight.

Since it is not Rong Yun, there will be no result if the fight continues like this. If Ji Yuan wins, Chang Jianshan will have nowhere to put his face, and if he loses, it is even more inappropriate. , the worst case may even die.

"Headmaster Rong, if you and I continue to fight, there will be no result."

"What? Isn't Mr. Ji going to come to my Changjian Mountain to question my master? How can there be no winner!"

Ji Yuan had enough energy to speak, and Rong Yun could also speak, and his sword edge was even stronger.

"Ji is only chasing scum and villains, and has no intention of fighting to the death with Master Rong!"

"You've said cruel things, you've said good things, Rong has only one sentence, don't even think about winning!"

Although Rong Yun's sword came out with anger and merciless strikes, but at the same time, there was a kind of hearty joy in it. How many years, how many years, he has not been able to strike with all his strength like this, and there is no need to have Any scruples!

What is even more rare is the experience in the way of swordsmanship! Ji Yuan wants to stop? I'm sorry, whether it's for Shanmen's face or for myself, there is no door!

Ji Yuan boosted his spirits, since Rong Yun wanted to fight, then let's fight, he is not happy, simply swordsmanship is more free and easy, and he no longer has any scruples, Rong Yun, as a pure sword fairy standing on the top of the world, deserves to see it The magic of swordsmanship transformed from heaven and earth to Tao.

The next moment, Rong Yun suddenly discovered that Ji Yuan's sword had changed!

The Ivy Immortal Sword has changed from the previous powerful killing power, but has vitality contained in the sword light. The sword will live as a dragon, surrounded by four seasons and changing winds and clouds...

Rong Yun felt that he still had the strength to continue to fight with Ji Yuan with swords, but it was difficult to collide with Ji Yuan's swordsmanship like before.

'My sword...cannot touch him'

This is just a feeling, not real. In fact, Ji Yuan is still fighting with Rong Yun, and his sword moves and sword tactics have not stopped, but this feeling in Rong Yun's heart is getting stronger and stronger, as if he is holding a sword in his body. , but in the midst of heaven and earth.

This is a spiritual feeling, a sense of... smallness in oneself!

"Zheng—"

The two celestial swords collided again, and the blades slid past, and what was rubbed was not sparks but sword light. Ji Yuan and Rong Yun passed by holding the celestial swords, standing with their backs facing each other ten feet away, Ji Yuan Yun Jian held his back backwards, and Rong Yun's long sword hung down and pointed obliquely at the sea.

The two great sword celestial beings of the present age stopped still.

A more tense mood rose in the hearts of all the spectators than before the battle.

'Who's winning? '