Yiran's eyes became solemn as he looked at the figure rushing towards him again.
Because the other party knows him/herself, and even knows the choices he/she may make when encountering problems.
In this way, the other party can predict their own opportunities and be one step ahead of themselves every time they make a response.
Even when it knows its response, it can know its own weaknesses or flaws in advance.
Because it now knows everything about Yiran's past, it is actually not an exaggeration to say that it is Yiran.
Looking at the figure rushing towards him, Yiran no longer hesitated, and a raging sword intent surged on the Peach Blossom Sword.
"Since you can even use justice, then Luanying Sword Dance is no problem."
"My strongest trump card is already in your hands, so how can I defeat you?"
"It's just that I don't believe it!"
After saying that, the lightning above Yiran's head surged again, and countless thunderbolts poked their heads out of the black clouds and fell into the world.
"Kakaka..."
Amidst the endless explosions, the vitality of the sword filled the space between heaven and earth.
"Shadow Sword Dance!"
The sword energy and sword intention condensed into a vast sword energy that condensed in front of Yiran. When it reached its limit, it slashed at the figure rushing over with endless thunder.
It's just that the figure didn't feel any surprise when he looked at the superimposed sword gangs, and there was even a hint of disdain in his extremely dull eyes.
I saw the terrifying sword intent also sweeping out from its side. As it ran towards Yiran, it gathered the terrifying sword energy.
The thundercloud above its head has also become huge, and the thunder in the black cloud is also eager to come to the world.
With almost no time to think, the figure also performed the Shadow Sword Dance.
In its opinion, the best way to resolve the opponent's offensive is to use the same offensive to resolve it.
Because they are exactly the same, of course there will be no gap. Since there is no gap, how can two attacks with the same power determine the outcome?
"I don't know how you cultivated to this point!"
"I told you that we are the same, so how can you defeat me with the means you already have!"
Its voice sounded like it was sighing, as if it was extremely regretful that Yiran couldn't defeat him.
"In that case, then you will die here. From now on, the secret realm of Tianchi will never appear in the world again, and I will continue to wait for the opportunity to return to the world."
The extremely dazzling swords collided together, annihilating each other and shattering each other.
The space was torn open with a larger tone, and a strange aura spread from outside the space, swallowing up those tiny sword gangs.
And more broken sword gangs continued to fall on the ground, cutting crisscrossing ravines into the earth.
But the figure who was also controlling a chaotic shadow sword dance had an expression full of relaxation, and its words were full of disdain.
But at this moment, Yiran inexplicably took a step forward.
And at this step, Yiran's momentum rose even more violently.
The sword gang he controlled began to become more dazzling with the blessing of this momentum, and the two offensives that were originally evenly matched also began to tilt.
"impossible!"
"We are obviously exactly the same, so why are we so different when we use the same martial arts technique?"
"Why?"
The figure who was originally cold and taciturn became anxious at this moment.
Just because it once felt that it had everything in its hands, it is now increasingly difficult for it to accept it.
Two rays of divine light shot out from Yiran's eyes, as if they were going to shoot directly at the figure.
But the two divine lights were not an offensive, they were just external manifestations of Yiran's strong mental power, and they quickly dissipated.
Yiran looked at "himself" and finally spoke, murmuring:
"You think that as long as you have the same ability as me, you can use this kind of calm calculation that you know to match yours to defeat me."
"Little did I know that every moment I am, I will always be stronger than the last moment!"
After saying that, Yiran took another step forward. The sword gang he controlled soon began to break apart, but the sword gang controlled by the opponent broke even faster.
Soon, countless shattered swords appeared in the sky and the earth. They were suspended in the sky but did not disappear directly. They seemed to be still gathering momentum, waiting for their masters to continue to use them to kill the enemy.
Yiran's steps toward the other party were still steady. Every time he took a step forward, the sword energy within three feet in front of him began to dissipate.
The sword aura that originally belonged to him turned into sword energy and sword intent again and condensed behind him.
The sword gangs that did not belong to him continued to explode, breaking into sword energy and sword intent to slash at Yiran.
These sword energies were like a gentle breeze blowing towards Yiran, but they were not just gentle breezes.
At first, Yiran was able to brush away the sword energy and sword intention through the flow of his own energy.
But after taking dozens of steps, the seemingly endless sword energy and sword intent were able to cut Yiran's robe open.
By the time Yiran came ten feet in front of the figure, Yiran had already arrived in front of the Shadow Sword Dance performed by the other figure, and his body was already covered with bloodstains.
There was blood flowing out from the small but extremely deep wounds, turning Yiran into a completely bloody man.
However, the sword energy and sword intention behind Yiran were still gathering, and he was still moving forward steadily.
Another step was taken, and the swords of both men shattered at the same time.
The figure's aura was momentarily unstable, but Yiran took this opportunity to suddenly step forward seven feet.
Within three feet in front of him, Yiran's attack was the strongest, so the same was true for that figure.
At this moment, the only difference between the two is that the figure's Qi has just expired, but there is still a sword gang behind Yiran.
That is also a sword!
With swords fighting without swords!
So Yiran took hold of the sword and slashed at the figure three feet away without hesitation.
It was not a real figure, but it was cut open directly by the sword.
Then it began to disappear slowly, but its eyes looking at the bloody figure in front of it were still extremely calm.
"Are you stronger every moment than the last? You are so confident!"
It doesn't have any emotions, so it doesn't have any unwillingness.
Watching Yiran walk over his body, it just quietly dissipated between heaven and earth.
"I'll walk up to you and get everything I want to know!"
No one answered Yiran, so Yiran walked forward silently.
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Ten thousand years ago, magical beasts were raging across the world, and it was impossible for the human emperor to defeat the huge number of imperial-level magical beasts.
As a result, except for the imperial capitals of several empires, almost the entire human race was in a state of displacement and could only wander around the continent, all they wanted was to survive.
It was under such circumstances that many geniuses were suddenly born in this world.
Each of them possesses the talent of an unparalleled genius, and in their youth they showed a speed of cultivation that is unmatched by ordinary people.
Within thirty to fifty years, they all entered the royal ranks and became world-renowned figures.
Everyone is looking at them, even the emperors are waiting for them, waiting for them to step into the imperial rank and be able to stand beside them to resist the invasion of monsters.
It was at that time that he was born into a group of people wandering on the road.
No one is optimistic about this child who was born in troubled times. Even his parents will regret bringing him into this troubled world.
So his parents named him Su Changan, hoping that he would be safe and happy for a long time.
That is, after Su Changan was born, the fate of this group of people seemed to have changed.
Their luck began to improve, and the remote place they were in had not been invaded by Warcraft for a long time.
And it was here that Su Changan reached his fourteenth year of life under the guidance of his parents and others.
Because this means that he will soon be able to start practicing.
This is something everyone is looking forward to.
Su Changan's parents knew very well that only strong cultivation could protect them, and the security here would never last long.
And Su Changan also understood the environment he was in. Even when he knew his situation, he had an extremely firm ideal to become a powerful practitioner who could change the world!
It's just that the ideal is very plump, but the reality is very skinny.
After a simple test, Su Changan understood that he had no potential to become a magician.
So the only way forward for him was martial arts.
It's not that he doesn't want to become a martial artist, it's that in that case, it's simply impossible for him to get sufficient training resources.
Without resources, practicing martial arts will be much slower than that of a magician.
But Su Changan is not decadent, he still practices with hope, and then goes to catch prey to find spiritual materials.
No one knew that when Su Changan was out hunting, he suddenly walked into a fantasy space.
It was like a certain gentleman's bookstore, with bookshelves filled with densely packed but neat books.
He knew how to read, so he picked up a book from the shelf.
When he saw clearly that the name of the book was "Chang'an Jue", he felt an incomparable sense of intimacy.
But when he raised his head, everything in front of him completely disappeared. Only the "Chang'an Jue" in his hand told Su Changan that the previous scene was by no means an illusion, but a great opportunity that fell on him.
Su Changan never told anyone about this incident in his life.
And it took a long time for him to start practicing "Chang'an Jue" after he had already entered the threshold of a warrior.
Who knew that Su Chang'an, who was originally very slow in cultivation and was not favored by anyone, would practice "Chang'an Jue" at a rapid pace?
So in the next thirty years, this young man who didn't even know where he was born began to become famous in all the imperial capitals on the entire continent.
It's just that Gu Changan himself didn't know that while everyone was cultivating inner energy, what he was condensing was true energy!
