It's not that there are no skills in other things like "Fengyun", like the moment when the Sword Master realized the sword twenty-three on the three-branch field, what it mainly highlights is a kind of spirit, the spiritual inheritance that the warrior is unwilling to give in to the face of heaven and earth and fate.
This light of spiritual will overshadows almost everything else.
On the other hand, at this time, Sword Twenty-Three was not invincible and unbreakable, and the flaws in it began to be exposed in "Fengyun 3" and began to be gradually improved.
And now it's different, there is no power that is so strong that it makes people's hearts palpitate, but it is more clear that these swordsmen who are limited by their own strength are also pursuing the ultimate of swordsmanship.
There are upper and lower levels of power, but some pursuits are the same way, and they will not be limited by the power that is not sufficiently sophisticated.
It was a road with skills close to the Tao, perfect sword skills, and it was also the way of the sword, without those dazzling and complex power lights to obscure it, and it was clear at a glance.
They followed the slow progress of the movie, and their footsteps stepped into this ancient and prosperous country, the graceful and luxurious imperial city of the Forbidden City.
Passing through the Taihe Gate, the main hall is covered with gold-like glazed tiles, and it looks like a golden world under the moon.
"Look, isn't the decisive battle about to begin!"
Dong Qingli stood under the imperial city excitedly, standing in the crowd of people watching the battle.
"Senior sister, this is the Imperial City?"
Mu Qing took Yuebai's hand and looked left and right, Jiang Xiaoyue next to her, also with a big white deer, looked left and right curiously, the crowd was noisy, and Haoyue was hanging high.
"It's coming!
Here it comes!
Nalan Hongwu, Zong Wu and other warriors were also standing at the bottom of the main hall at this moment, looking up towards the eaves of the hall.
"Is that Simon blowing snow?"
Under the moonlight, I really saw the white-clothed figure, fluttering, as if coming from the wind.
Only when you really see such a person will you truly feel what it means to be "a person who has approached the realm of God." ” As he said, "My sword is not for seeing".
"When you plunge your sword into their throats, and see the blood bloom under your sword, if you can see the splendor of that moment, you will know that there is nothing like that beauty."
His swordsmanship is a murderous swordsmanship.
This kind of swordsmanship may indeed not be mixed with a series of impurities such as feelings.
The front and back of the temple were almost full of people, including the spectators from the three stores of Yuanyang City, Jiuhua City, and Half City.
I simply craned my neck one by one to look up.
The moon is in the middle of the sky, and on the golden glass-like roof, the two people are all dressed in white like snow, spotless.
"It looks so powerful......
Jiang Xiaoyue's eyes widened, and in a blink of an eye, she saw that the crowd of onlookers next to her were all watching with wide eyes.
"These martial artists are like this......
Xun Yuan subconsciously popped out of an Internet foul language.
At this time, I saw that above the main hall, Ximen Fuxue was still expressionless, and raised the sword in his hand: "This sword is a sharp weapon in the world, the blade of the sword is three feet and seven inches, and the net weight is seven catties and thirteen taels." ” Ye Gucheng said: "Good sword!"
” Ye Gucheng also raised the sword in his hand and said: "This sword is an overseas cold sword elite, blowing hair and breaking hair, the blade of the sword is three feet three, and the net weight is six catties and four taels. ” Although the swords of the two have been raised, they are still not unsheathed - the action of drawing the sword is also an indispensable part of swordsmanship, and any place that can be compared seems to want to be superior. to distinguish between the two sides, whether it is true or not, is honest with the sword.
"it!"
Mo Xian and other monks and girls of the Nanhua Sect were also watching at this time, and subconsciously covered their mouths and exclaimed, they have been on the Internet for a long time, and now they have learned to be rude.
"Can you do this......
So handsome!
"Song Qingfeng can't wait to be standing on it now, how can he be so handsome in the decisive battle?!
"Why don't we try it later, ...... after reading it" Lin Shao next to him thought about reading it later, whether to try it himself.
Tang Yu: "I'll try it later......"
With one confusing incident after another, the final decisive battle between the two, the truth that has been constantly obstructed has gradually surfaced, from the assassination and rebellion, to the gradual fullness of a magnificent and meticulous character.
The Lord of Baiyun City, Ye Gucheng, is like a god who is high above.
This is a lonely and terrifying person, his swordsmanship, flying immortals outside the sky, is as flawless and immaculate as the blue sky and white clouds.
His mind is as unfathomable as the abyss.
He is the white cloud in the blue sky overseas, and the dark cloud that "black clouds are pressing down on the city" that envelops the entire imperial city.
These viewers also gradually felt that there is a different magnificence in this world.
If it was Fang Qigang's opening of the store, they would have seen that perhaps the sword at this moment was neither exciting nor intense.
Because before their blades touched, they began to change constantly, and the movement of people was slow, but the movement of their blades was very fast, because they had already changed as they wished before they could use a single move.
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It is precisely because Nalan Hongwu has a deep attainment in this path that he can understand the terrifying nature of this realm—no matter how you dodge, what you will face is the most perfect pinnacle sword that you can achieve with all things such as essence, qi, spirit, speed, strength, position, and even heaven and earth.
It was an almost perfect control, where the mind goes, and the sword moves, even giving the illusion that there is no need for reaction time.
What's even more terrifying is that no matter how their swords, their positions, and the enemy's positions change, Nalan Hongwu can be sure that their next moment of sword delivery will still be flawless.
Perhaps in the past, they never imagined that there would be such a way of contesting.
Now all everyone sees is the shaking of the blade, the movement of people, and the sword, which is still not out.
But Nalan Hongwu really understands, and he can even see that it is just a shake, and what it brings may have been countless games between the two sides.
It's a terrifying amount of computing power.
And their almost perfect control ability, when they find even the slightest opportunity, will instantly transform this change that only exists in the "void" into a real perfect sword!
Because it is not covered by those luxurious powers, it is more distinct.
If it is replaced by a truly advanced cultivation, Nalan Hongwu can hardly imagine that there is any existence in this world that can escape from such a sword.
And eventually, they finally saw the two of them draw their swords.
At this time, the starlight and moonlight were even lighter, and all the brilliance between heaven and earth had been concentrated on the two swords.
They only made one sword.
At this time, there were bursts of exclamations throughout the store.
They saw that Ye Gucheng's sword was like a gust of wind outside the white clouds.
Simon blows the snow's sword, but it seems that an invisible thread is tied - his wife, his home, and his feelings are this invisible thread.
There is a slight gap between the two sides.
Nalan Hongwu, Zongwu and even a group of monks, including Lone Stop Cloud.
At this time, they all opened their mouths wide, as if there was a voice in their throats that wanted to shout out, but they were choked by the neck.
The audience was silent.
The bright moon is gone, the starlight is gone, and it has disappeared into the dawn that has just appeared in the east!
What they saw was Ye Gucheng lying in a pool of blood - the man who was like a blue sky and white clouds, like a fairy.
When all his plots were destroyed, he had already chosen to die under the sword of Simon Blowing Snow, which was the last glory of a swordsman.
Perhaps at this moment, there were two more names in the hearts of all of them.
A name like a fairy.
I will also remember this decisive battle like an imprint in my heart.
Like a poem and a song, the night of the full moon, the top of the Forbidden City, a sword comes from the west, and immortals fly outside the sky.
After a long time, I slowly woke up from the aftertaste.
"Ah——!
That's great!
After reading it, Song Qingfeng had already roared.
"A sword comes from the west, and the immortals fly outside the sky......"
Nalan Hongwu muttered these two sentences, even this old man who has experienced a lot of decay, he can't help but have red eyes, and seems to feel quite touched.
I saw Su Tianji raise the Moxue Divine Sword taken out of his pocket: "This sword is a sharp weapon in the world, the blade of the sword is three feet seven inches, and the net weight is seven catties and thirteen taels." ” It feels very handsome.
Xue Daolu, the head next to him, saw it, and his face twitched: P, this is Mo Xue, okay!
Then Nalan Mingxue also took out the snow drinking madness knife, and said coldly: "This is the overseas cold sword elite, blowing hair and breaking hair, the sword edge is three feet three, and the net weight is six catties and four taels!"
” I feel very good!
The others burst into tears: P, you guys are showing off Chiguoguo!