Taoist world

At this time, everyone in Qingfeng Realm, including the seven disciples of Sanchiqing, and even the swordsman who was recovering from his injuries, could not help but open their eyes and look at Jiang Yun.

Sanchiqing is the only sword emperor in the entire True Domain.

Even if they are three masters, regardless of their realm and strength, if they simply compete with San Chiqing in swordsmanship, they have no chance of winning.

However, now Jiang Yun actually wants to compete with San Chiqing in swordsmanship.

Especially since he has to use a completely different concept of sword cultivation from San Chi Qing to use the Sword of Sentiment!

In the eyes of everyone, Jiang Yun was either crazy or preparing to rely on his own strength to defeat San Chiqing with swordsmanship.

After all, Jiang Yun was able to easily defeat the seven disciples of San Chi Qing on his own, which made it easy for everyone to speculate that his strength should be stronger than San Chi Qing's.

Suddenly, a voice said: "It's not fair!"

Everyone followed the sound and found that the speaker was the old man who was beaten by Jiang Yun until he vomited blood. He was also San Chiqing's top disciple.

Jiang Yun looked at him expressionlessly and said, "It seems that you have no confidence in your master."

Since the old man shouted unfair, it naturally meant that he thought his master would lose to Jiang Yun.

The old man's face turned red and he hurriedly said loudly: "In terms of swordsmanship, you are no match for my master."

"However, your realm is higher than my master. You will definitely use your realm advantage to suppress my master while drawing the sword, so I say it's unfair."

The old man's words expressed the thoughts of others.

A slightly weird smile appeared on Jiang Yun's face.

Because, until now, I have been practicing, and others have always used my realm to suppress me.

Unexpectedly, one day I would be able to use my realm to suppress others.

The weird look on Jiang Yun's face disappeared in a flash, and he regained his composure and said: "Don't worry, I said it was a competition, so naturally I won't use realm to suppress it, just use swordsmanship and my feelings!"

The old man opened his mouth and wanted to say something else, but Sanchiqing had already taken the lead and said: "Okay, then I will learn about my friend's Sword of Sentiment!"

As the Sword Emperor, San Chiqing is naturally quite conceited and extremely persistent in his own cultivation philosophy.

Therefore, he was really curious about what Jiang Yun's so-called sentient sword that was fused with emotions looked like.

Jiang Yunping raised the sword made of gravel in his hand and said, "Isn't the Sword Emperor not going to use the sword?"

Sanchiqing smiled proudly and said: "Don't worry, my friends, my sword will naturally appear when it should appear."

Jiang Yun knew very well that when he reached the level of sword cultivation of San Chi Qing, everything in the world could be turned into a sword in his hands, so it really didn't matter whether he had a sword in his hand or not.

Therefore, Jiang Yun stopped talking nonsense, shook the stone sword in his hand casually and said: "Please accept the move."

After the words fell, Jiang Yun held the stone sword and stabbed Sanchiqing with the sword!

Everyone was staring at Jiang Yun's sword, wanting to see what the genius of this sentimental sword was.

Jiang Yun's sword draw was clean and neat, nothing fancy.

Shi Jian brought out a sword energy training, drew an almost perfect trajectory in the air, and had already arrived in front of San Chi Qing.

And Jiang Yun's sword move made nearly 90% of the monks in the entire Qingfeng world suddenly look disdainful and confused.

Because they could all see that Jiang Yun's sword was only mediocre in power.

Jiansheng recognized it at a glance. The sword move Jiang Yun was performing at this moment was clearly the sword move he created in the Shanhai Dao Domain, called Yi Jian Wu Cun.

At that time, Yi Jian Wu Cun was considered a very powerful sword move, but looking back now, even a swordsman would have to admit that it was really unsightly.

As for many swordsmen who are experts in swordsmanship, they can easily tell that if Jiang Yun is not deliberately hiding his clumsiness, then his swordsmanship is average.

With this level of swordsmanship, he still had to compete with San Chiqing in swordsmanship, which was simply an insult to San Chiqing, the sword emperor.

San Chiqing's brows also wrinkled slightly.

Even other sword cultivators could see that Jiang Yun's sword was ordinary, and in his eyes, it was even more unbearable.

However, he could also feel that in the stone sword, Jiang Yun did not take advantage of his realm or use other cultivation skills, only pure sword intention.

Therefore, out of respect for Jiang Yun and the sword, San Chiqing raised a finger and used it as a sword, preparing to break through Jiang Yun's sword energy.

However, at this moment, Jiang Yun's originally unrippled eyes suddenly showed a strong sense of resentment!

That resentment made San Chiqing's heart skip a beat for no reason, as if he had suddenly become Jiang Yun's sworn enemy, and Jiang Yun was about to separate life and death from him.

And with the resentment in Jiang Yun's eyes, the sword energy Pilian that had come to San Chi Qing suddenly increased by more than three times, as if it had turned into a huge wave, and was about to engulf San Chi Qing.

Of course, let alone a three-fold increase in sword energy training, even if it increased thirty-fold, it would not pose the slightest threat to San Chi Qing.

However, San Chiqing's complexion changed slightly.

Because, he can still be sure that Jiang Yun still did not use his realm advantage or cultivation!

Jiang Yun just integrated his own resentment into his sword technique, but it more than tripled the power of the sword!

The Sword of Love!

San Chi Qing's raised finger hesitated for a moment before moving towards the sword energy in front of him.

However, just when his finger was about to hit the flaw in the sword, the resentment in Jiang Yun's eyes suddenly turned into gentleness.

As a result, Jiang Yun's swordsmanship also changed accordingly.

The huge wave of sword energy suddenly disappeared and turned into a finger-wide sword energy, which in turn wrapped around Sanchiqing's fingers like a vine.

Sanchiqing's complexion has truly changed drastically!

And he didn't change his attack method. He let Jiang Yun's sword energy wrap around his fingers and stood there firmly.

Jiang Yun also did not continue to attack, holding the stone sword in his hand flat.

And San Chiqing also looked up at Jiang Yundao and said, "What was the emotion just now?"

Jiang Yun gently uttered two words: "Miss you!"

"Missing!" Sanchiqing repeated these two words. After a long time, he nodded and said: "The feeling of missing you will make Bailian steel turn into soft fingers!"

"What a sentient sword!"

"I lost this competition!"

Jiang Yun flicked his wrist, the stone sword shattered, and the sword energy disappeared.

"Concession!"

For San Chiqing's surrender, his disciples and the sword cultivators in the Qingfeng world were extremely unhappy.

They saw the whole process clearly. With San Chiqing's swordsmanship, no matter how Jiang Yun changed his sword moves, he could not be San Chiqing's opponent.

However, Sanchiqing knew it well.

When it came to swordsmanship, he did not lose, but when it came to his practice philosophy, he did.

Jiang Yun finally used the finger-twirling technique out of longing. With just a little force, he could cut off his own finger!

This was even if Jiang Yun didn't use his cultivation.

Naturally, this also means that Jiang Yun used practical actions to demonstrate to San Chi Qing that the Sword of Love is equally powerful.

"However!" San Chiqing continued, "I still believe that a sword cultivator should have no worries, no sorrow or joy, and it is best to be ruthless."

Jiang Yun nodded and said, "I didn't say your path was wrong."

"Whether the path you choose is right or wrong, as long as you persist, then keep going."

"However, the path others choose may not necessarily be the wrong one."

"There are countless ways to practice. There is no need to demand that other people's methods of practice are the same as yours."

“What works for you may not work for everyone.”

“Seek common ground while reserving differences, and only then can all flowers bloom!”

As Jiang Yun finished speaking, San Chiqing still stood there fixedly, chewing on Jiang Yun's words over and over again.

Until a long time passed, San Chiqing suddenly bowed to Jiang Yun with cupped fists. "Been taught a lesson!"