Zhao Shun's pace was steady and fast. Many people had not seen her face clearly, so they could only stare at her back from a distance.
Pei Baiyi rarely feels lost or dejected in her heart. Her world is black and white and clear, and she never knows what it means to be confused and hopeless. She understands people like Zhao Shun best. During the long years of monks, all living things are passers-by. The faster the people walking on this road walk, the more blurry the faces of the passers-by will be.
But she is not the one to chase, because she also has her own way to go.
So when their paths intersected, Pei Baiyi regarded it as an opportunity.
"Since you are invited by fellow Taoists, then please invite me!"
Zhao Shun flicked her sleeves and held Chang Jin in her hand. She stood facing the wind. The strong wind blew the broken hair on her forehead and blew her robes loudly.
In the eyes of others, the outcome of this battle may have been decided early, and there is no suspense at all. But Pei Baiyi still stood tall and straight, like a green pine on the edge of a cliff, sharp and unstoppable.
The two stood in silence for a moment, their bodies moving almost in unison. Pei Baiyi was as erratic as a shadow, and his traces were difficult to distinguish, while Zhao Chun transformed into a thunderous giant, breaking through the sky like thunder and lightning!
The two dark black long swords met at the spot, and suddenly fire splashed out. After a moment, they followed the two figures a hundred feet away. The remaining sword energy intertwined and collided with each other in the sky, like a spring thunder explosion, with continuous explosions. , and the dark red and silver sword lights were so densely packed that it was really overwhelming, and the monks were fascinated and amazed by the sight!
In the sword-to-sword confrontation, the two of them seemed to have returned to the Heavenly Sword Platform of the past. The surroundings were also in such a mist-shrouded scene. They could only hear the clanging of the long swords, but not the slightest noise.
They forgot about it, and the real energy in their bodies was almost untouched. They only used hand-to-hand combat to see the benefits of metal and stone.
Zhao Shun's sword was so incredibly fast that it was no longer visible to the naked eye. It was only at this moment that everyone was shocked to realize that the afterimage they could see with their spiritual consciousness was just the light flowing on her blade for a moment.
Pei Baiyi frowned slightly, and half of her body was slightly numb from the force of the sword's shock. When she fought with Zheng Yun, she had seen the sword power of the epee monk. Now looking at Zhao Yun's sword, it is stronger than that of Zheng Yun. Yun is still victorious.
It's just that she can avoid Zheng Yun's sword, but she can't do the same when facing Zhao Chun.
The opponent's sword is too fast!
Pei Baiyi's eyes were solemn. When she swung her sword to fight with Zhao Chun, she could no longer tell the direction of the sword. She could only react intuitively and had to follow Zhao Chun's sword. Zhao Chun asked her to catch the sword. Then she can catch it.
If Zhao Chun is unwilling——
clank!
Pei Baiyi suddenly fell forward, and the sword in her hand almost slipped away. She turned her wrist to hold the sword tightly. When she raised her eyes, Zhao Chun had already moved slightly and retreated thirty feet away.
Without any hesitation, she immediately used her strength to shatter the magic sword and then galloped towards Zhao Chun. The Nirvana sword intent killed Xiao Bai, accompanied by a deep breath of deathly silence. Pei Baiyi spread her arms, and hundreds of broken swords were pulled away by her, piercing the clouds and sky from the dark flames, bringing out streaks of fire. , stretching out a long red line.
Its momentum is like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, unstoppable.
But Zhao Chun didn't move.
She held the long ember in front of the tip of her nose and saw her calm and indifferent eyes through the dark and shiny sword blade.
Like a torrent pouring.
This is what Pei Baiyi felt at that moment.
Zhao Shun's sword intent came quietly, but its power was unbearable. The shattered swords hit each other like feathers brushing against heavy boulders. They were indestructible and made people feel helpless as if they could not shake a mountain with their bare hands.
The Nirvana Sword Intent was quickly pushed away and crushed by this majestic force.
Pei Baiyi felt depressed. The sword intention that she had not exhausted yet was blocked by this force. To her, it was like a pair of big hands strangling her throat.
The broken swords were like headless flies, being knocked backwards and flying backwards. They flew around and scattered in all directions. After Pei Baiyi stabilized his body and recalled them, they began to gather inward and condense into a black sword.
She turned sideways to test the sword intent——
Sharp, cold, and chilling!
This is the aura that belongs to Taiyi Geng Jin's Sword Intent. When Pei Baiyi was enlightened in the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance, he had felt the same aura many times in Taiyi Jinxian's sword pavilion.
But the sword intent in front of him seemed to be more than that.
It is violent, gloomy, and chooses people to eat.
Like a ferocious beast with blood on its mouth!
Zhao Shun's sword intent when he was at Tianjian Terrace was definitely not the same as it is today!
Pei Baiyi's heart moved slightly, and she immediately raised her eyes to look at the person opposite. She stood with her sword under the sky and the earth, in the sword's will. The violent aura surrounded her, and it was as gentle as water and smoke, as if she was As an emperor, I surrender completely to her sword.
So that's it.
Pei Baiyi's eyes widened slightly, and a hint of surprise appeared on her cold and cold face.
Zhao Shun is not a follower of Taiyi Geng Jin's kendo, she is the master of her own kendo.
She truly walked in front of others, taking that step that all the sword cultivators in the world dreamed about!
"It's a self-made swordsmanship!"
Xie Jing slapped the railing with his palm, and a burst of light burst out from his eyes!
As a swordsman monk, how could she not have seen Taiyi Golden Immortal's Gengjin Sword Intent? And among the elders on the sword pavilion today, not to mention nine out of ten, there are seven out of ten who admire Taiyi Golden Immortal's Taoism. Although there are very few people in the world who can cultivate the Geng-Gold Sword Intent, there are many people who have comprehended the Geng-Gold Sword Intent.
As long as the monks who have some understanding of this sword's intention can see that Zhao Chun's way is actually different from Geng Jin's way of swordsmanship.
She is more violent and untamable than Geng Jin Kendo, and she is more evil and sinister. Some of the monks here have to think of a person for this -
The leader of the Great Dao of the previous generation, Zhantian Zunzun, came to ask!
He is a master of killing swordsmanship, and his killing aura is so strong that it makes people look at him with fear and fear!
Today, Zhao Chun's sword intention has the coldness and coldness of Gengjin swordsmanship, and the ferocity and brutality of killing swordsmanship.
"She must have acquired the Tao of the Sword Immortal and the sword intention of the Master who once cut the sky, and thus obtained her own Tao!" Xie Jing's sense of smell and insights in the way of the sword are actually better than many of the Yixuan elders. At this moment, she has a big hand With one wave of the hand, today's events are settled!
"She is so brave!" An elder opened his eyes angrily, raised his eyebrows, and scolded, "How dare she use the Sword Immortal's human method for her own use? She has no idea what it means!"
Another elder's men used a little force and tore off a few white beards from under their jaws. They couldn't help but look up to the sky and scream: "There is no regret in the world more than that Zhao Chun surrendered to Zhaoyan's sect and did not enter my Yixuan." !”
"The Great Elder is also a powerful swordsman and has some friendship with Hai Qing. Do you think you can ask him to come forward and welcome Zhao Chun into our sect?"
"Forget it, the great elder may not be able to defeat that fierce god!"
Sword cultivators always speak directly, and most of these elders are also straightforward and frank people. However, when hearing the mention of his mentor, Xie Jing could only cough lightly, and suddenly there was silence behind him.
(End of chapter)
