Stunning beauty

Nanling, Ye family.

Sword casting pool.

The Confucian leader came in person, so quietly that even the head of the Ye family didn't know about it.

The reason why Tianjian can sense the aura of Confucian leader is firstly because of the improvement of his cultivation level, and the second and most important reason is that once upon a time, he took a move from Confucian leader head-on.

Although, he couldn't catch a single move.

"Protect the world and sacrifice."

In the sword-making pool, Kong Qiu looked at the two magic weapons in the blazing flames and murmured softly, "If you want to protect the world, you must make sacrifices. When will the suffering in this world end?"

On the side, Tianjian Ruoye was silent, not knowing how to answer.

Behind the two of them, Ye Linglong stared at the old man in front of him, feeling the size of this human sage who had lived for more than 1000 years. Just his back made people feel as insignificant as standing under the mountains.

If the peak of the Five Realms is the pinnacle of martial arts, then the old man's position is the top of the sky, overlooking all living beings.

"How long until we can break through?"

After watching for a moment, Kong Qiu withdrew his gaze, looked at Tianjian aside, and asked.

"I don't know."

Tianjian Ruoye shook his head and responded, "It just feels like I've touched that layer of barriers, and I feel like I'm far away."

"Cultivate Confucianism."

Confucius turned around and said, "You and the Heavenly Sword will compete in a few moves."

Wen Xiuru was stunned for a moment and asked in surprise, "Didn't Mr. Tianjian just say that his body cannot move? If the disciple is fighting with him now, wouldn't it be impossible to win without fighting?"

"Xiu Ru, what you said is a bit arrogant." Confucius said seriously.

After hearing what the Confucian leader said, Wen Xiuru looked puzzled. How could he be arrogant?

"Cultivate Confucianism."

Next to him, Faru spoke up and lectured, "How do you know that you will win before the fight starts? When you say that you will win without force, it means that you have already acquiesced that you will win. You are confident and proud. But it’s not good!”

After Wen Xiuru heard the master's lesson, he immediately understood where he was wrong and said apologetically, "It's my disciple who is stupid."

After saying that, Wen Xiuru held up his hands, bowed to Tianjian in front of him, and apologized, "Mr. Tianjian, just now, it was my junior who was arrogant."

"fine."

In front, Tianjian Ruoye said calmly, "You are a junior, so you should make the first move."

"Respect is worse than obedience."

Wen Xiuru responded, straightened up, reached out and pulled out the ancient sword behind him, his true energy surged, and then his figure passed by, and he stabbed through the air with his sword.

In the sword-making pool, Tianjian Ruoye sat there, motionless as a mountain, his eyes slowly closed, and there was no wind or waves around him. Then, sword auras appeared out of thin air, turned into sword auras, and faced him head-on.

Ten steps away, Wen Xiuru felt the sword energy coming through the air. He was startled and turned his body upside down to avoid the sword energy one after another.

However, the sword energy surges like a river upside down and seems to be inevitable.

Seeing this situation, Wen Xiuru landed on the ground, took a firm step, and the ancient sword in his hand burst out with astonishing righteousness. He swung the sword out, not daring to dodge, and hit it head on.

The mighty sword shook ten thousand swords. Under the fierce impact, Wen Xiuru took several steps back. He was already at a disadvantage in the first move of the confrontation.

Fifteen steps away, Wen Xiuru stabilized his figure and looked at the Heavenly Sword in front of him, whose back was still facing him. The contempt in his heart had completely disappeared, replaced by an unprecedented dignity.

Such a strong, pure sword.

This Heavenly Sword is different from any opponent he has dealt with before. It is not that he has never encountered a master whose strength far exceeds his own, just like the Tantai Heavenly Girl from the Eight Parts of Mobei. However, no one has ever been able to give him This feeling.

sword.

There are no words to describe it, only the word sword.

It is as if the Heavenly Sword itself is a sword, and the sword is the Heavenly Sword himself.

Outside the battle, Fa Ru's expression became serious when he saw the first move between his disciple and Tianjian.

The gap is too big.

It's not that the cultivator is too weak, but that the Heavenly Sword's sword is close to entering the Tao.

"Come again."

In the sword-making pool, Kong Qiu saw the result of the first move between the two, and said calmly, "Didn't you understand the power of the domain? If you don't use it now, when will you use it?"

"Yes!"

Outside the sword-making pool, Wen Xiuru responded, and immediately held his breath and concentrated. An unspeakable force spread around his body. Then, he took a step forward, struck out with a sword, and regained his sharp edge.

Ahead, Tianjian Ruoye felt the changes in his opponent behind him, opened his eyes with admiration on his face.

Heroes emerge as teenagers.

Today's young people are really amazing.

In this way, old guys like them can move forward with peace of mind. Even if they die after hearing the news, they don't have to worry about what happens behind them.

In the midst of his thoughts, long swords flew out from all around Heavenly Sword Ruoye, hundreds of them, lying between the two of them.

The next moment, a shocking scene happened. Wen Xiuru's figure passed by, and the sword's edge struck, and a long sword was broken. Even a hundred swords could not stop its edge.

However, just when Wen Xiuru thought he had broken through Tianjian's defense, something changed again.

Between the two of them, hundreds of broken long swords were broken and reshaped, once again blocking their way.

Wen Xiuru concentrated his attention, and the ancient sword in his hand became more sharp. With the powerful power of law, he broke the edge of the Hundred Swords for the second time, and this time it was more thorough.

Within fifteen steps, the Hundred Sword broke for the second time, and Wen Xiuru was less than five steps away from the Heavenly Sword.

Unexpectedly, five steps away, between the two of them, a broken sword was reshaped for the third time, turning into a flowing sword energy, blocking Wen Xiuru's front three times.

At the unspeakable level of martial arts, Wen Xiuru was shocked and at the same time, he used his last strength to swing his sword and break hundreds of swords.

Three steps away, the world is so close.

It is difficult for a literary scholar who has exhausted all his strength to move forward.

Only three steps away.

With a clang, the ancient sword hit the ground. Wen Xiuru's face turned pale and he was sweating like rain. They only fought for a moment, but it seemed like they had been fighting for days and nights.

"Junior loses."

After a brief breather, Wen Xiuru suppressed the feeling of emptiness in his body, cupped his fists and saluted, and admitted defeat.

"Great."

In front, Tianjian Ruoye said with a gentle expression, "I am your age and I don't even know what the power of the domain is. Yingzhou is too small, which also limits the vision of warriors. You Central Plains people are indeed born with abilities that are difficult for us. Achievable magnanimity and vision.”

"Heavenly Sword."

On the side, Kong Qiu watched the fight between the two and said calmly, "Your sword is different from the first time I met Lao Chan."

"There is no difference, I just remember the original intention of holding the sword in the first place."

Tianjian Ruoye smiled and said, "The sword is still the same sword."

"Oh, yes."

Kong Qiu smiled softly and said seriously, "However, you have to think carefully about what it means to break through at this time."