In the face of absolute power, Wang Yi was still one point behind.
In the ten years since he returned to Blue Mountain Villa, Jin Wuming has not rested.
To outsiders, it looked like he had transformed into a farmer and worked in the fields for ten years, but they didn't know that the old farm owner wanted to hone his son's control over power.
A sword without power means that no matter how novel the sword technique is, it cannot compete with the opponent's shocking sword.
This is what Jin Wuming realized in these ten years.
At this time, he was no longer the swift flying in the sky ten years ago, but a violent storm. A flash of lightning and thunder!
Wang Yi hit the pillar and instantly rose into the sky, turning into a sword energy. He wanted to break through the sky at this moment.
The long sword in his hand was stimulated by Jin Wuming's sword and became violent!
The person turned into a white light like a sword, and it continued continuously, just like the snowflakes in the sky on a cold winter night, slashing straight towards Jin Wuming.
So in the arena, Wang Yi was attacking and Jin Wuming was defending.
Every time, life is hanging on the tip of the sword. If there is even a slight deviation, blood will be splashed in seven steps, and death will occur on the spot.
The two long swords were as fast as lightning, constantly colliding in the air, and countless sparks shone in the night sky.
The hundreds of people under the high platform were dazzled. They saw that the sparks in front of them had not been extinguished, and another sparks were splashing in the night sky again.
The fight became more intense, and bursts of "Dang, Dang, Dang!" echoed in the ring.
The sword in Wang Yi's hand broke again and again, and Xiaoguang threw the unsheathed sword onto the ring again and again.
In the end, even Murong Shuyu was in a daze.
I finally understand why Wang Yi said that I have countless swords, because Wang Yi has regarded himself as a sword, a sword that can be unsheathed at any time.
Even among the three hundred monks, no one could clearly see how many times the two men's swords had clashed in the air.
No one could understand how dangerous each of the two people's moves was. Only Gao Yue'er, who was sitting under the high platform, knew all this.
In his eyes, Jin Wuming had indeed received the inheritance of Lantian Villa. His sword was as strong as lightning and his power was as strong as a mountain.
But Wang's swordsmanship is a bit like a gentleman's. If you want to be fast, go fast, if you want to be slow, go slow. It's clear that the sword follows my heart, and I can do whatever I want.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but said to Xiao Guang on the side: "Take a good look at Wang Yi's sword. It can be fast or slow, it can be as light as a flying swallow, or it can be as heavy as a mountain."
Xiaoguang frowned tightly when he heard this. His elder brother, whom he had already despised for a long time, could actually be so powerful?
I couldn't help but ask: "Then after this battle, if my eldest brother continues to practice, wouldn't it be..."
Gao Yue'er thought for a while and replied: "Both of them are destined to be sir. Whether they can continue to practice depends on what sir wants. Don't worry."
Xiaoguang then nodded: "My father is going to Penglai. I think he can practice with his master in Xiaoyue'er."
Gao Yue smiled softly and replied: "That's not good. Your eldest brother can follow your husband and suffer slowly in Chang'an."
Behind her, Ye Xiaoqian frowned as she listened to the conversation between master and apprentice.
It seems that after tonight, she will have a serious discussion with Wang Yi, so as not to miss the opportunity to practice. This is a rare and important event, right?
"Dang Dang Dang!"
Under a burst of sparks, Xiaoguang shouted from under the ring: "Brother, you have the last sword in your hand. If it breaks, you can only use mine."
Wang Yi, who was on the ring, was shocked when he heard the words. He couldn't help but look up at the moon in the night sky and thought that he could not delay it any longer.
It's time to end the current battle.
Until the two swords were placed together, Wang Yi and Jin Wuming in front of him murmured softly.
In silence, Jin Wuming nodded. He also felt that it was not an option for the two of them to be entangled like this. It was time to decide the winner.
No matter who wins or loses, this twenty-year engagement will end.
As the young master of Lantian Villa, in this battle he
The fight was very enjoyable, because Wang Yi did not retain any strength and used all his strength.
And Wang Yi was also very satisfied with tonight's battle. Twenty years later, he could see that Mr. Lantian was still a person worth looking up to.
At this time, the two swords collided in the air, and taking advantage of this force, the two of them flew back.
The long sword made a crisp, even piercing cry in the night sky, and some young ladies couldn't help but cover their ears.
Both men had to make slight adjustments to complete the final blow.
After looking at each other, they all retreated to the left and right sides of the ring.
The honest monk on the high platform bent down and whispered to the Queen of Heaven: "Empress, I'm afraid the two of them don't want to fight, so we have to decide the winner with one move."
The Queen of Heaven nodded. In her opinion, only two real swordsmen could stage a wonderful duel in front of Weiyang Palace.
She regretted not insisting that Emperor Gaozong come to Chang'an. There were many people in Luoyang Dongdu, but they did not get to see such a wonderful showdown tonight.
Qin Xiangyu, who was sitting aside, sighed: "Looking at these two guys working so hard, I will have to learn swordsmanship from my master later on."
The Empress of Heaven looked at her and shook her head, smiling: "As long as junior sister can put down counting money, she can become a top master."
Qin Xiangyu shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "If you don't want to let it go, even if you have to let it go, when Wang Xiaoyue's father comes back, our husband and wife will leave Chang'an."
The Queen of Heaven replied: "It's okay to leave."
Liu Tianfeng looked at Wu Tu and said, "These two have finished competing in swordsmanship. Will they fight hard next?"
Wu Tu shook his head, frowned and replied, "I don't know. Didn't the Queen of Heaven say before that we only have to decide the winner and don't have to fight hard?"
"Who knows, these two people are so angry at each other, maybe the swords in their hands are ruthless?"
Liu Tianfeng also sighed: "I hope these two guys will stop here and we can go back for a drink later, otherwise..."
"Shh, don't talk nonsense." Utu glared at him.
Xiaoguang, who was under the stage, looked at his father and brother on the stage, and couldn't help but ask: "Master, will these two idiots fight to the death?"
Gao Yue'er looked at the moon in the night sky and asked softly: "Sister, what do you think?"
Just like before, on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, Qingyu was alone, guarding a pot of spiritual tea in the Hongchen Inn and looking up at the moon.
Suddenly hearing this question from Junior Sister, she couldn't help but laugh: "Who knows? Junior Sister, can't you separate those two people with just a move of your fingers?"
Gao Yue'er sighed: "If sir knew that I was nosy, he would definitely have to scold me again."
Qingyu shook her head: "I won't scold you. You are saving someone's life, which is better than building a seven-level pagoda!"
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"Whether I win or lose, I will only use one move!" Jin Wuming looked at Wang Yi and said quietly.
"Me too...if my sword is broken, it won't be able to withstand the torment!"
Wang Yi also made a decision. No matter what kind of magical sword Xiaoguang had in his hand, he didn't want to try it again because Jin Wuming only used one move.
If he couldn't catch the move, if the sword broke, there would be no time to change the sword, so he accepted it.
The full moon in the night sky is about to reach its peak, and it's time to end tonight's battle.
At this time, Wang Yi's right hand was trembling slightly. Even though he had been chopping firewood in the Hongchen Inn for ten years, his trembling hand still hadn't returned to its original state.
Even he couldn't bear the countless encounters. At this moment, his hands couldn't help but tremble again.
The two had fought for countless rounds before, and they had always been evenly matched.
Even if there was a slight difference between the two of them, the hundreds of monks in front of Weiyang Palace did not notice it despite their efforts.
After that, Wang Yi madly drew his sword and broke it, making it impossible for people to see clearly his strength.
The same goes for Wujun.
If he hid it for twenty years
If Jian loses, it will be a heavy blow to him.
However, in Wang Yi's opinion, it was worth it for him to be defeated by Jin Wuming's sword and the Thirteen Swordsmen of Lantian Villa. At this moment, a sword came from outside the sky.
At some point, Jin Wuming on the stage used a move he had never done before in front of others. He jumped up the ladder and flew several feet high...
The long sword in his hand cuts through the clouds and mists, like an immortal from the Western world, coming with one sword strike!
In the last move, Jin Wuming used a decisive move, a move that almost killed Murong Shuyu back then!
A sword coming from the west!
Seeing the familiar sword, Murong Shuyu couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.
At this moment, she seemed to have returned to ten years ago. On the top of the snow-capped mountains, she, who had transformed into Wang Yi, had died under a sword coming from the west.
If it hadn't been for an arrow flying from outside that day, she would have been dead long ago.
Xiaoguang didn't say a word. He wanted to see if the eldest brother tonight could take this sword from the west?
Gao Yue'er sighed, thinking that the handed down sword of Lantian Villa indeed had its own secret method. If she hadn't practiced with her husband, I'm afraid she wouldn't have been able to take on such a sword.
Liu Tianfeng was stunned. He once again returned to the snow-capped mountains ten years ago.
Wutu patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, look carefully." He didn't believe that Wang Yi would be such an easy person to defeat.
The Queen of Heaven on the high platform frowned and said to herself: "Who can I ask? Can you block such a sword?"
Qin Xiangyu thought for a while and replied: "At the top of the snow mountain, an arrow from the sky blocked this arrow."
For some reason, she didn't say that Li Xiuyuan shot that sword. Maybe in her opinion, the senior sister should know about it.
The Queen of Heaven nodded: "I'll have to ask my brother another day."
The honest monk behind him frowned and moved his hands in his sleeves, but in the end he didn't say a word.
Maybe in his opinion, he didn't need to talk much at this time.
On my night of full moon, in front of Weiyang Palace, a sword comes from the west!
In the night sky, Jin Wuming looked like a flying immortal. The long sword in his hand was so fast that hundreds of monks could only see a stream of light.
At this time, he no longer bothered to hide his sword power!
All the monks in front of Weiyang Palace, including the businessmen, young masters and ladies, knew clearly that they had been waiting all night for this sword.
Wang Yi, who was on the ring, stared quietly ahead, his face a little pale, and his right hand holding the long sword pointed diagonally at the night sky, trembling slightly.
At that moment, any words were not enough to describe the momentum of this sword falling from the sky.
This sword, and the owner of this sword, give people a strong impact, a golden moon in the sky, a golden phoenix surrounding the moon emitting golden moonlight...
It was quietly sprinkled on the white clothes of Jin Wuming who looked like a banished immortal.
This sword pierced the night fog in an instant, pierced the golden moonlight in the sky, and pierced the eyes of everyone in front of Weiyang Palace. They came only for Wang Yi!
Wang Yi had seen countless swords and experienced countless life-and-death battles.
But he has never seen a sword like this tonight, a legendary sword from Lantian Villa, carrying the power of countless sages of Lantian Villa...
[In view of the general environment,
A sword coming from the west...
All the people in front of Weiyang Palace, including the imperial guards and palace maids, as well as the eunuchs on the high platform, Qin Xiangyu and others.
Everyone looked at this sword from the sky in shock. In their opinion, no one in this world could take such a sword.
Wang Yi sighed.
He knew that facing such a stunning sword, any further actions he took would be of little significance.
So he just tried to stop his slightly trembling right hand, and blended the long sword in his hand into the more and more beautiful scenery in front of him.
In the increasingly bright moonlight.
