I seized the Demon Emperor

Xie Buxiu looked thoughtful after hearing the words.

Although Ying Qingqing on the side could not see clearly the details of the competition due to her limited cultivation, she could sense the disharmony between Wang Di and Xue Haoran.

After listening to what Chen Luoyang said, she frowned slightly, and then asked: "It's not about competing for personal victory or defeat, but it's about teaching disciples who are stronger than the two giants Tianhe and Blood River?"

Chen Luoyang nodded: "This is a competition that started many years ago. The competition is between the old sword immortal and the ancestor of the blood river, not Wang Di and Xue Haoran.

To put it more bluntly, the two people who just competed were actually equivalent to the swords in the palms of the old sword fairy and the blood river ancestor.

The former is to cleanse the evil sword and teach it to be a righteous sword, leading it to good deeds.

The latter is to twist and pollute the good sword into an evil sword and make it sink into the sea of ​​blood. "

"Both two...or will they eventually go their own paths?" Ying Qingqing asked.

Xie Buxiu on the side gave a dry cough.

He had heard from Tu Shanyi that this was actually the work of the deputy leader Chen next to him.

Faced with the threats and difficulties brought by Chen Luoyang in the vast land of China, Xue Haoran and Wang Di were forced to exchange swordsmanship and complement each other. They both broke through the bottleneck and were able to fight back to the world of mortals.

If Chen Luoyang hadn't intervened, the two sides should still be fighting for victory in today's match.

Wang Di's Tianhe swordsmanship versus Xue Haoran's Blood River swordsmanship.

Both of them have different sword skills, and they compete with each other.

Whoever can overcome the disadvantages better will win.

It also means that the teacher who taught him wins.

It means that "forging" or "transformation" is more successful.

However, after Chen Luoyang intervened, everything was no longer the same.

Wang Di and Xue Haoran both came into contact with swordsmanship that was more suitable for them.

So today's competition also changed its flavor.

In a sense, the fight for victory has turned into a fight for defeat.

Of course I didn't mean to lose.

Under the eyes of the Old Sword Immortal and the Blood River Ancestor, it was clear at a glance who was giving in and who was doing their best. Everyone knew each other well.

But today's battle, the winner between Wang Di and Xue Haoran means the defeat of the people behind him.

Failure in teaching, or transformation.

After Wang Di returned to the world of mortals from the vast land of China, there was indeed a commotion and endless debates in the Tianhe River.

In the end, Wang Di was taken back to Tianhe to practice in seclusion, which was akin to house arrest.

His cultivation has not been abolished, but he has begun to "return".

During these days, he has been suppressing and resisting the "temptation" of Blood River Kendo to him.

Under the guidance of the old swordsman, Wang Di tried again to return to the Tianhe swordsmanship, making the Tianhe sword dominate and overwhelm the Blood River sword.

At least, the Blood River Sword Intent will not be allowed to grow any further.

Today, he lost to Xue Haoran, not because he was not as good as his opponent, but because he refused to continue to progress through the Blood River Sword.

This is not possible, and he needs to work hard on his own.

The final result proved that his ability to resist the "temptation" of Xue He was stronger than that of Xue Haoran when he faced Tianhe's "temptation".

In other words, it can be said that Xue Haoran's yearning for the right path is stronger, and the ancestor Xuehe failed to distort and pollute the right sword after all.

The old swordsman, on the other hand, successfully cleansed the evil sword, resisted the temptation of the evil way, and stopped the decline and decline.

"So, whoever wins today's competition will lose the competition back then." Ying Qingqing let out a long breath.

Chen Luoyang looked into the distance, and then saw another whirlpool suddenly appearing in the sea of ​​blood.

In the whirlpool, two figures appeared.

They were two old people, they looked like an old couple, ignorant and shivering, completely unaware of the surrounding situation, and looking frightened.

They looked like a pair of ordinary people without any cultivation.

However, when Xue Haoran saw the old couple, there was a faint expression of suppressed excitement on his face.

The voice of the Blood River Ancestor sounded in the sea of ​​blood.

"I'm willing to admit defeat, I'll leave it to you."

The old couple fell in front of Xue Haoran.

Xue Haoran took a deep breath, controlled his emotions, picked up the old man steadily, and looked cautiously at the sea of ​​blood above.

He bowed to the Sea of ​​Blood, then took the two old men with him and fell down to the Milky Way below.

The people watching the battle all around were thoughtful when they saw this.

"Apparently, they are Xue Haoran's parents." Xie Buxiu smacked his lips and said.

Ying Qingqing on the side nodded silently: "Did the old swordsman agree to such a bet, not only for the sake of the king and the land, but also for the sake of Xue Haoran's family?"

Chen Luoyang crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked at the Milky Way and the Sea of ​​Blood confronting each other in the distance.

"Xue Haoran, does this mean that you want to switch to Tianhe? After welcoming his parents back, his only worry is gone now." Xie Buxiu said: "Wang Di has also gone back. Tianhe earned a genius for nothing, well... also It can’t be said that it was all in vain. If Wang Di hadn’t lost so confidently, the old swordsman wouldn’t have been able to win this round.”

Although it sounds a bit strange, the result of today's competition between Wang and Di can indeed be said to be a disappointing defeat.

However, Chen Luoyang sneered in his heart as he looked at the royal land falling into the Tianhe.

If he hadn't used the black pot to check this guy's life experience, he would have been fooled by the other party.

This man named Wang had been secretly looking for opportunities to learn Blood River Kendo a few years ago.

Some of the things he did were not very fair.

It's hard to say how effective the old swordsman's correction was to him.

It's just that this guy is extremely cautious and doesn't take risks easily, so there is no stain on his face.

Although the "Da Ju Sword" is quite different in the Tianhe lineage, it is only different in swordsmanship practice. He comprehended the Tianjian scholar and created a Di Sword.

In the eyes of the public, Wang Di's style of doing things is no different from most Tianhe descendants.

He is far from being as unique as Xue Haoran in Xuehe.

But privately, it is not the case at all.

He and Xue Haoran are really like the two fish eyes of the Yin-Yang fish in the Tai Chi diagram, incompatible in their respective camps.

Today's competition seems to be the winner of the contest between the old sword fairy and the Xuehe ancestor, but everything may have just begun... Chen Luoyang thought to himself.

He updated the information about Wang Di in the white jade bottle, and kept an eye on the new changes in the other party's life experience.

At the same time, the battle between Tianhe and Xuehai officially broke out.

"The warm-up is over, let's see the real thing."

In the Xuehai, the voice of the Xuehe ancestor was as steady as before, without any fluctuations, and he didn't mind the defeat just now.

As the surging blood sea began to press fiercely towards the fairy mountain covered by the Tianhe River.

The old sword immortal responded calmly and blocked the blood sea.

The blood sea was fierce, but not agitated. It took every step carefully and steadily, and constantly pressed the Tianhe River to retreat.

The old sword immortal was injured and could not stand a long battle.

It seemed that he could still hold on at the moment, but the longer the time dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be for him.

After a while, silver stars began to rise one after another in the Tianhe River.

A total of 28 silver stars, like 28 sea-stabilizing needles, firmly fixed the waves of the Tianhe River, and at the same time, like pillars supporting the sky, helped the Tianhe River to stabilize its steps and resist the pressure of the blood sea.

"You're going to use the treasure at the bottom of the box so soon?"

The Blood River Patriarch said in a calm tone.

In the blood sea, Chen Luoyang's incarnation, Xue An Tian, ​​suddenly raised his eyebrows.

He looked from a distance and vaguely saw that the Blood River Patriarch raised his hand.

His sword intent seemed to have changed a little.

While the blood sea was pressing down on Tianhe, another terrifying and brutal sword intent emerged from the blood sea.

Chen Luoyang was not unfamiliar with this sword intent.

He had passed by it in the vast land of Shenzhou.

It was the "absolute sword" Jie Xingmang, the fourth disciple of Tao Wangji. The absolute sword that was transformed was one of the twelve swords of the netherworld.

Even if Jie Xingmang's absolute sword was transformed, it could not be said to be the real netherworld swordsmanship.

At that time, it was at best a prototype.

But now it reappeared in the hands of the ancestor of the blood river, which was completely different.

It was like the difference between a firefly and the sun and the moon.

Although it was obvious that they were of the same origin, compared with the prototype of that day, this sword had gradually matured and began to truly demonstrate the fierceness and brutality of the netherworld swordsmanship.

Chen Luoyang could not even feel the bloody killing intent from this sword.

There was a kind of terrifying artistic conception of severing all living beings and calling all living beings into extinction.

There was no bloodshed.

Instead, it was a great horror that turned to ashes.

Almost as soon as the Blood River Patriarch showed his opening move, the old sword immortal in the Tianhe River below was alert.

The old man's eyes were fixed on the old enemy who had been fighting for a thousand years in the sky.

At this time, verbal rebukes and questions were no longer necessary.

The old sword immortal's eyes were only firm and resolute.

The Blood River Patriarch's expression was even calmer, as if he had just brewed a pot of new tea to entertain an old guest.

This sword fell lightly.

The white sword energy looked faint, like a light smoke.

But when this sword energy fell, it directly separated the water of the Tianhe River below.

The Tianhe River was already under great pressure to resist the blood sea, and it was already overwhelmed at this moment.

When the white sword energy passed by, if you look carefully, you will find that it is not the river water that is separated, but the river water that comes into contact with the white energy is directly annihilated and disappears, no longer existing.

The Tianhe River was cut off by the white sword energy.

The sword energy passed through the formation, and then the twenty-eight silver stars were no longer stable.

The white sword energy flashed and directly destroyed several silver stars.

The sword energy was endless, shuttling back and forth, like a dragon king making trouble in the sea, shattering the Tianhe River.

The formation guarding the fairy mountain began to gradually collapse.

The expressions of the people watching the battle around became serious.

The current Blood River Patriarch is very good at breaking the formation...

Those who recognize the sword used by the Blood River Patriarch have mixed feelings.

Jie Xingmang, to some extent, can also be regarded as a descendant of Tianhe.

And now, this swordsmanship helps the mortal enemy Blood River to break the Tianhe’s own formation.

The Tianhe River tended to collapse, and the blood sea suddenly pressed down.

The surrounding heaven and earth were shrouded and swallowed by a blood-red color.

However, as if it had been waiting for a long time and was forced to open the Tianhe formation, a dragon roar suddenly sounded, and a purple palm stretched out from it.

The Blood River Patriarch didn't seem surprised either. As the blood sea surged, countless blood lights flowed and collided with the purple palm.

PS: Today is the fourth update. Thanks to the Demon Emperor "Zhang Weiyu" Alliance for the extra update 2/2