different paths

In the center of the dojo, Mei Dulin was already holding the sheathless sword, the cold light on the sword soared, and the cold stars were like starlight all over the sky piercing through the black cover made of ash from heaven and earth.But in the blink of an eye, the black shadows that changed the color of the world were dispersed.

But at this time, Mei Dulin hadn't swung his sword yet.

However, relying on mere sword intent, he lightly smashed the cage net of Heaven and Earth Tribulation Ash. If the sword edge was together, then Su Zhejian might...

Everyone present had already guessed Su Zhejian's ending, and Su Zhejian also understood the situation he was in.He thought that with what he had learned all his life, he could still fight against Mei Dulin, but he didn't expect that the other party had pushed himself into a desperate situation without even a single move, and he was powerless to fight back.

Comparing the two of them, it is like the cricket cricket of the morning bacterium to the giant toon of the underworld. The difference in strength is so great that it is sad to compare.

But in an instant, Su Zhejian's mind was turned, and all kinds of feelings came to his heart.It is said that the Dao of Heaven is ruthless, and so is Martial Dao. In the face of the word talent, any hard work seems ridiculous.A first-rate swordsman is enlightening, a second-rate swordsman is practicing, and only those who are extremely talented and hardworking can become a swordsman who is not born in the world, such as the person in front of him.Originally, he wanted to try his best, but the reality was so cruel.He sleeps up and sleeps long and hard, and may be a bit stronger than the bottom of the rivers and lakes, but in front of the real peerless masters, he is strong on the outside and weak on the inside, vulnerable to a single blow.

Mei Dulin's sword hadn't struck yet, but Su Zhejian had lost the ability to resist.Just now, Tiandi Jiehui's set of swordsmanship has exhausted too much of his internal strength, and now he barely supports himself with the last breath of internal strength, and he stands upright under the tremendous pressure generated by the unsheathed sword.His true energy was exhausted, his mind was in a state of panic, his young face had lost a little luster and blood, and he really looked like a dead person.

In a trance, Mei Dulin's cold voice seemed to sound in his ears——

"In another ten years, you and I may fight."

In another ten years...

He was startled suddenly, and there was a gleam of clarity in his mind.If he really had ten years to prepare for, why not Mei Dulin?The difference in martial arts between the two of them today is still a world of difference, if ten years later... Su Zhejian suddenly realized that when he heard this, he couldn't hide his joy, secretly happy in his heart, but ignored the trace of pity that slipped in the other's eyes.That was the look of the strong looking at the weak, it was Mei Dulin giving him the last chance to survive.

"Ha!" Su Zhejian smiled wryly, feeling that the last bit of internal energy was also exhausted in this moment of recollection.Three inches in front of Yintang, the cold sword glow had already pricked his skin.Powerless to fight back, he resigned himself to closing his eyes.

At this time, there was only a sound of "Zheng", and a flying sword came from nowhere and collided with Mei Dulin's sword.In an instant, with the power of the unsheathed sword, it bounced back into the air and returned to the original place.From the time the sword flew out to when it flew back, except for the sound it made when it collided with the blade, the whole process was silent without leaving a trace.If the people present had not witnessed the trajectory of the sword with their own eyes, they probably would not have believed that the sword had been unsheathed and put back into its sheath within this breath.

There is only one kind of swordsmanship in the world, which can make people see it but not see it, hear it but not hear it, having a sword is like having no sword, colorless and soundless, like entering the realm of emptiness and silence - this is the famous ten commandments of Luo all over the world. Unique skill, Xiyi swordsmanship.

In the past, countless people were killed or injured by Xiyi's swordsmanship. Ten years later, he reappeared in the world, but he did not expect that it was to save people.

Su Zhejian didn't expect it either, he thought he would die for sure.With the sound of the sword, he opened his tightly closed eyes, only then did he realize that the scabbard sword that could have taken his life within an inch was safely behind Mei Dulin.

The audience was silent, and the sound of breathing one after another could be clearly heard.

Su Zhejian stood blankly in the center of the dojo, obviously not yet come to his senses, and he didn't even notice the two clusters of stares facing each other on his head.

Luo Ten Commandments and Mei Dulin are far apart, but everyone can feel the undercurrent between the two.No one would be happy to be forcibly interrupted from the competition, and Mei Dulin's already unhappy expression became even colder.And Luo Shijie, with a calm face and deep eyes, calmly faced the sharp knife-like gaze on the opposite side, without flinching.

Finally, just when someone finally couldn't hold their breath and wanted to gasp loudly, Luo Shijie spoke.

"Lifeng Mountain Villa is kind to Luo, and I ask Brother Mei to show you your hand and be merciful." Although he said the word "please", his actions preceded the word "please", and his arrogance was self-evident.

Mei Dulin didn't say much, and said coldly: "It's fine for him to go, you come." While speaking, his true energy surged all over his body, and the unsheathed sword behind him gave a long "clang" sound and flipped into the air , immediately fell into his hands.His move of manipulating the sword with internal force is similar to Luo Shijie's move just now, the profound meaning is self-evident.

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, all of them were full of contradictions.If two peerless swordsmen fight, it will definitely become the pinnacle battle of today's martial arts. If such a contest of miraculous skills is missed, it is likely that they will never be able to see it in their lifetime.But in terms of morality, Luo Ten Commandments should not have been involved in this fight because of Su Zhejian. If you lost your life because of helping others, everyone present may not be able to escape the condemnation of the gangsters.

"Listen to Sajia," just when everyone didn't know what to do, Monk Fayan said, "First of all, today is the sword appreciation conference, and it is also the day of the grand master Lu Zhuang's daughter's rejoicing. It can be said that three joys are coming to the door. Wouldn’t it be a disappointment if you saw blood? Second, the swordsmanship of the two are superb, and they are both leaders in today’s martial arts. Poor, why bother to stick to today? What's more, the ancient sword is about to be released, if something happens to the two of you, you will miss the opportunity to see this world-shattering artifact."

What he said made everyone nod repeatedly, but only he himself knew that the first sentence was just for others to listen to, and the latter sentence was really for Mei Dulin and the two of them.Mei Dulin and Luo Shijie are so arrogant, they naturally don't care about the eyes of outsiders, and it has never been in their scope of consideration to spoil the fun.It's just that the two of them are obsessed with swordsmanship, and they know that the practice of swordsmanship is long and far away, and it would be regrettable if they really want to stop abruptly at this moment.In addition, for those who are also sword lovers, it would be a pity if they really passed by the ancient divine sword.Monk Fa Yan was well aware of the psychology of the two of them, so he said such words.

Sure enough, both of them looked relieved, and their original resolute attitude seemed to have changed a bit.

"Master Fa Yan is right." Luo Shijie said.

Seeing him say this, everyone couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, but there was also a trace of regret and loss in their hearts.

Luo Shijie looked at Mei Dulin, and said again: "What do you think, Brother Mei?"

"The door of the Taichong Sword Sect will always be open for you." Mei Dulin said in a cold tone, "until your death."

This remark was blunt, but Luo Shijie laughed loudly: "Brother Mei is too worried."

Seeing that the tense atmosphere was about to become stiff again, Fa Yan hurriedly said: "Yesterday, the Sajia patronized and watched, but there was no chance to make a move. I wonder if someone can practice some moves with the Sajia today?" They swept over, but they were all avoided in a hurry.As one of the Four Great King Kongs of Shaolin, Monk Fa Yan's martial arts skills should not be underestimated.It is said that his qigong is the best in Shaolin, and no magic weapon can leave a single scar on his body.Recently he combined the subduing magic pestle with the Shaolin Arhat stick, and practiced a set of powerful subduing magic pestle technique. In this way, he has the vajra shield to protect himself, and the subduing magic pestle to attack. Meet opponents.

His eyes swept around the dojo for several rounds, but no one responded to the challenge.With a bad temper, he couldn't wait any longer, rushed to the center of the dojo, waved to Yue Chentan and said: "Junior Brother Yue, they are not coming, you come to accompany the Sa family to live a few tricks."

Seeing this, Qiu Wanzhan folded his arms and said with a smile: "Now we have a good show."

Apart from Qiu Wanzhan, many people also looked excited.It's because in this sword appreciation competition, although there are quite a few people who compete in single-handed competition, there are very few people who fight with each other.Monk Fa Yan is well-known outside, and they have learned Yue Chentan's skills before. If these two fight, it will be extremely exciting.Maybe, in the fight between the two of them, they can find some Shaolin unique skills.It doesn't take a single bit of effort to watch a good show, and everyone is of course happy to see it.

Jia Wukai curled his lips, but his eyes remained on Yue Chentan's face.

It was seen that Yue Chentan walked out from the crowd although his face was somewhat helpless.Seeing Yue Chentan's challenge, Monk Fa Yan looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, and with a "boom", he smashed the Demon Subduing Pestle in his hand heavily on the ground.The subduing demon pestle is made of red gold, which is full of weight. There are three Buddha heads in the middle, smiling, angry or cursing. The carving is exquisite and detailed.

"Junior brother, look at the pestle!"

Just now when Yue Chentan stood still, Monk Fa Yan was already waving the Demon Subduing Pestle to attack him.But Yue Chentan seemed to have no intention of entangled with him, with a single step, he jumped into the air, and flew over the head of Monk Fa Yan like a swallow.Monk Fa Yan is still young, and he will continue to grow.He twisted his waist, and his whole body changed direction as quickly as a spinning top. The Subduing Demon Pestle, which Yue Chentan avoided lightly, hit him with sharper inner strength at this moment.Yue Chentan floated backwards, narrowly dodging the attack that went straight to the door, but his fingertips flicked and flicked, and there were only a few "bang bang", like a drum sound.

When everyone took a closer look, they saw a few bodhi seeds falling to the ground in response to the sound, and there was no drum beating, only then did they realize that the sound came from the body of Monk Fayan.It turned out that the bodhi seeds thrown by Yue Chentan hit the opponent's body, but Monk Fayan had a vajra cover to protect his body. Bodhi seeds are just wooden utensils, how can they compare with the vajra cover that can compete with sharp blades? It was just smashed into powder by the vajra cover.

Monk Fa Yan smiled complacently when he saw this: "Junior Brother Yue, your wood is useless, you won't be able to enjoy it even if you scratch it for Sajia."

"This monk's hard qigong is really so powerful?" Jia Wujue looked at the sawdust on the ground, which was blown away, and he couldn't believe it.