Chapter 10 Overlord’s Sword Intent, Destiny’s Destiny

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The backyard of Zilanxuan,

Ying Ziqing was sitting on the stone bench, holding a cup of freshly brewed tea in his hand, and the Longquan Sword was leaning on the stone table beside him.

At this time, Zi Nu walked towards Ying Ziqing with graceful steps, folded her hands on her chest, and said softly:

"Sir, he's here."

Ying Ziqing smiled and nodded, then raised his eyes to look at Wei Zhuang, who was walking towards him holding the shark-tooth sword.

Wei Zhuang's face was still as solid as ice that had never melted for thousands of years, and he looked at Ying Ziqing with indifferent eyes.

He said in a cold and stiff tone:

"Why did you ask Zi Nu to call me here?"

Ying Ziqing didn't pay attention to Wei Zhuang's stern expression, drank all the tea in his hand, and threw away the expensive tea cup.

There was a snap, and the pieces of the teacup were scattered on the floor.

Staring at Wei Zhuang with smiling black eyes, he chuckled and said:

"I heard that the descendants of Guigu were in control, and when they were angry, the princes were afraid, but they lived in peace and the world was at peace.

Relying on not only the skill of vertical and horizontal strategy, but also the extraordinary and holy vertical and horizontal swordsmanship.

This vertical and horizontal swordsmanship has always fascinated me, and now I have met Brother Wei Zhuang, who is invincible with horizontal swords.

If you are really tired of skills, how about you and I compete and discuss the Tao with swords? "

There was no emotion or anger on Wei Zhuang's cold face, just a slight frown on his white eyebrows.

"If a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, his sword has no eyes. What's more, if you see my sword, it will kill someone."

Wei Zhuang didn't think Ying Ziqing could surpass him in swordsmanship, so instead of engaging in a meaningless competition, it would be better to let him retreat in the face of difficulties.

Listening to Wei Zhuang's words, the smile on Ying Ziqing's face became even brighter. Without speaking, he held the hilt of the Longquan Sword with his right hand and slowly pulled it out of the scabbard.

The silver sword blade glowed coldly in the sun,

Ying Ziqing made a gesture of invitation.

Wei Zhuang shook his head when he saw this, and the fingertips of his left hand lightly scratched the shark-tooth sword, forming a sword flower.

Seeing this, the purple girl on the side stepped back silently, while feeling sad in her heart:

I don’t know how much money it will cost to repair the yard soon...

The two looked at each other with swords in their hands. After a gust of breeze passed by, they both started moving at the same time.

The shark-tooth sword in Wei Zhuang's hand stabbed Ying Ziqing like a ghostly phantom. The extremely fast speed produced several afterimages of the shark-tooth sword, making it impossible to distinguish them.

Ying Ziqing looked at this sharp sword move, his expression remained calm, and the Longquan Sword in his hand suddenly slashed diagonally from top to bottom.

The fierce and domineering sword edge whizzed down in the strong wind,

A sonorous sound,

The afterimage disappeared, and the thick edge of Longquan Sword pressed the Shark Tooth Sword to the ground. A trace of shock flashed in Wei Zhuang's eyes.

The internal force in his hand was transferred to the Shark Tooth Sword, shaking the Longquan Sword away, and at the same time he retreated to the right.

Ying Ziqing did not choose to use his inner strength, which was much higher than Wei Zhuang's, to fight.

Just now, he just relied on his strong physical fitness and skills to swing the sword, otherwise the Longquan Sword would not have been blown away by Wei Zhuang's internal force.

Wei Zhuang failed to hit the target, so Ying Ziqing tapped her toes, flew forward with the Longquan Sword, turned around and slashed at Wei Zhuang with the sword.

With a rumble, the sharp sword energy left a deep sword mark on the thick wall in the distance.

Wei Zhuang barely dodged this domineering sword, and then came another powerful sword from Ying Ziqing.

At this moment, Wei Zhuang felt that he was facing not only one person and one sword, but an abyss that was eating people, and seemed to be swallowing him up with unparalleled power.

Wei Zhuang frowned, holding the shark-tooth sword tightly with both hands and colliding with Longquan's sword.

Sonorous——

The moment the two famous swords collided, the sword energy burst out and rolled up clouds of smoke.

Wei Zhuang's figure took ten steps back to offset this domineering force.

The arm holding the shark-tooth sword trembled slightly, his eyes fixed on Ying Ziqing who was standing there.

Zinu's cherry-shaped mouth opened in surprise. She never expected that Wei Zhuang, who was comparable to a master in swordsmanship, could not surpass the usually pampered Ying Ziqing in swordsmanship.

Ying Ziqing closed his eyes at this time. Through these few swords, he had a new understanding of the sword in his heart. At the same time, he felt that something of his own was exerted on the Longquan sword, and it seemed that he was only one step away from the last shackles. One step and you can break it.

He opened his eyes, and his pupils were already filled with light golden light.

There was a faint roar of a liger behind him.

"Weizhuang, let's use this move to determine the outcome."

Ying Ziqing held the sword with both hands, raised his elbows on his shoulders, and pointed the Longquan sword edge at Wei Zhuang.

"Seven Star Technique!"

The seven gems inlaid on the Longquan Sword suddenly lit up, and Ying Ziqing's figure became illusory. The Longquan Sword blade in his hand was glowing with golden light and he slashed forward. There was a faint deafening dragon roar coming from the Longquan Sword.

Wei Zhuang showed an expression as if he was facing a formidable enemy, but with a little excitement in his eyes, he also used his strongest sword,

"Across all directions!"

The shark-tooth sword seemed to turn into a black dragon and rush toward Ying Ziqing. This sword gathered all Wei Zhuang's inner strength, and all the essence skills of Hengjian Shu were turned into this sword.

There was a loud bang,

The black dragon was cut off by a golden-edged sword, and the shark-tooth sword fell to the ground not far away. The sword was already covered with mottled sword marks left by the Longquan Sword.

Wei Zhuang supported the ground with one hand and knelt on one knee. The black robe on his body was torn to pieces by the sword energy.

Ying Ziqing held the Longquan Sword in his hand, and the golden light in his eyes became more intense. Suddenly, a clear dragon roar sounded from the Longquan Sword, and an extremely sharp and domineering sword intent burst out from Ying Ziqing's body. This sword The intention shot straight into the sky, as if it was about to pierce the sky.

For a moment, all the swords in Xinzheng City were trembling slightly, as if they were welcoming the birth of the Overlord.

Gai Nieruo in Xianyang City felt something, raised his eyes in the direction of Xinzheng, and couldn't help laughing at himself,

"My name as Sword Master is really ridiculous."

In the Shiwan Mountains, Gui Guzi watched the chessboard in front of him fall slowly. A breeze blew by, and a faint smile appeared on Gui Guzi's wrinkled face: "My destiny has returned..."

In the backyard of Zilanxuan, Zinu's pretty face revealed a look of deep surprise, "This sword is so domineering that people can't help but feel the desire to surrender..."

Wei Zhuang looked at the soaring sword intent with a helpless smile on his cold face.

"Haha, I didn't expect that I would become a sharpening stone..."

Wei Zhuang, who also followed the path of domineering sword intent, knew that at the moment when Ying Ziqing's overbearing sword intent was formed, the only thing he could see on his sword path was Ying Ziqing's back.

At the moment when the domineering sword intention was formed, a long and vicissitudes of whisper seemed to ring in Ying Ziqing's ears:

"The king...the country is determined...the destiny is fulfilled..."

What Ying Ziqing established was not only the Overlord's sword intention, but also his heart's desire.

With the way of overlord, I will unite the world. I am the destiny of heaven, and I am the destiny of heaven...