Xiao Qiuhan looked back at the beauty sleeping in the ice coffin, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes. "Fei'er, now that I have come to Kunlun Wonderland, I will definitely find a way to save you. And today's battle is probably inevitable. But no matter how powerful this man in white is, as long as you are with me, what can I do? Will you lose?"
At this time, the man in white had sharp eyes and his white hair was flying in the wind. Now, he seemed to be an unsheathed sword, sharp and formidable. Xiao Qiuhan looked at the man in white. There was no fear in his heart, and there was fighting spirit in his eyes.
"I just saw you take action. I guess you are also a swordsman, so let me test your sword power first."
"Please give me some advice, senior."
Xiao Qiuhan and the white-haired man approached slowly. They were like two human-shaped sharp swords. Although they had not exchanged blows, their supreme sword intent was already rushing towards each other. At this time, the sword energy was overflowing in the field, strong winds were whipping up, and the sword intent was soaring towards the sky. The two sword intents intersected, creating a wave of air. Everyone onlookers took three steps back involuntarily.
The two people stared at each other, and saw the invisible sword intent violently colliding between them. They were ten feet apart, and the cherry blossom tree between them was instantly destroyed by their supreme sword intent and turned into dust in the sky. The cherry blossoms are flying all over the sky, and the falling flowers are colorful and fluttering in the wind. This time, the swordsmanship competition between the two was overwhelming, with no distinction between them.
"Haha, what a strong sword spirit, not bad. It's been a long time since I had such a fun battle. Where is your sword?" The man in white laughed, his eyes full of fighting spirit.
"I no longer use the sword, the sword is in my heart." Xiao Qiuhan smiled slightly and pointed to his chest. He originally thought that his swordsmanship had reached the pinnacle of the world. Unexpectedly, the swordsmanship of this man in white is not inferior to his own at all.
"Oh? At such a young age, you must have reached the state of having a sword in your heart. It would be interesting. You can take my move again and see. If you can take my move, today's matter will be over."
The white-haired man waved his hands slowly, but he rolled up the cherry blossoms in the sky. The cherry blossoms seemed to be driven by an invisible force and kept flying in the air. And every cherry blossom in the sky now contains the supreme sword intention of the white-haired man. The cherry blossoms were like thousands of sharp swords, rushing towards Xiao Qiuhan from top to bottom.
"There is a sword in the heart, and everything is a sword. The sword is so powerful that it does not stick to objects. It can hurt the enemy even by picking leaves and flying flowers. Brother Leng's understanding of the way of the sword is not comparable to mine." The red-haired man watching the battle looked at Looking at the cherry blossoms in the sky, there is a hint of fire in his eyes. He has been addicted to kendo for many years, and he is even more obsessed with kendo than this man in white. But for many years, he has never been able to understand the supreme realm of having a sword in his heart.
Xiao Qiuhan's eyes narrowed when he saw this, as if he knew the power of this move. He secretly practiced mystical skills, and there was a dragon-shaped mark looming on his forehead. He raised his hands slightly, but he moved the cherry blossoms around him. The cherry blossoms moved with the wind, as if they were alive, but they met the white-haired man's cherry blossoms from bottom to top.
"This kid actually realized that there is a sword in his heart." The fat monk had also recovered his energy at this time. Looking at Xiao Qiuhan's action, there was a hint of amazement in his words.
The man in white frowned slightly when he saw this. He was not surprised that Xiao Qiuhan also realized that there was a sword in his heart, and he didn't care about winning or losing this battle. Because he has absolute confidence in himself, even if he cannot win, he will never lose. Just through the previous sword intention competition and using flowers as swords at this time, he seemed to feel a sense of déjà vu in Xiao Qiuhan's sword intention.
The cherry blossoms of both of them contain the supreme sword intention of the two people. The cherry blossoms collide and melt in mid-air until they turn into powder. The competition in this move was evenly matched, and no one had the upper hand.
"What a man with a sword in his heart. I didn't expect you to reach this level." The man in white was not unhappy at all, as if he felt sympathy for Xiao Qiuhan.
"Although your true energy has the aura of the demon clan and the underworld, I believe you are not a treacherous and evil person. Since you came here carrying this sleeping demon clan woman on your back, you must also be looking for a way to save people. That's right." The man in white said with a slight smile.
"Yes, I come here with no ill intentions, just to save my beloved." Xiao Qiuhan heard this, but there was a glimmer of hope in his eyes.
"With your cultivation, you are indeed qualified to enter the Kunlun Wonderland." Hearing this, everyone around them nodded slightly. Most of the people here are masters in the world, and they have gone through a lot of hardships to get here. There are also some who were born in the fairyland. They grew up in the fairyland and do not have as many complicated mentalities as the human world. Xiao Qiuhan's cultivation level was only stronger than that of the red-haired man and the fat monk. He was even on par with the man in white. They naturally recognized his strength.
"Uncle Leng, although he is a human race, he has the aura of the demon race and the underworld. The woman sleeping behind him must also be a demon race. I, the Kunlun Wonderland, am transcended from the mortal world, how can I have contact with people related to the demon race? ." At this time, the boy said angrily. He grew up in the fairyland since he was a child, and the human race and the demon clan have been having disputes for many years, so he naturally has some opinions about the people in the demon clan. Moreover, his parents died at the hands of the demon king in his early years, and he has deep hostility towards the demon clan's people.
"Good and evil are in the human heart, and race cannot be used as a criterion. Although the demon clan has people who kill indiscriminately, there are also benevolent monsters. You and I are both human beings, but there are also people who are evil and murderous in the human race. Some human clans His behavior as a human being is not even as good as the demon you call him. At that time, the supreme emperor of the demon world, Emperor Xuanwu, even cut off his limbs to support this world and help God Nuwa mend the sky. Otherwise, this world would have ceased to exist, and how could we human race still exist? A place to live." The white-haired man said seriously.
"Oh." The boy muttered, but he didn't dare to say anything else. He is young, but he is not indifferent. When he heard the man in white say this, he felt a little guilty in his heart. Because before, he was the one who took the lead indiscriminately, and that was why there were so many disputes.
"In your sword intention just now, I have a sense of déjà vu. Who are you, Sword Immortal Yun Mengchen?" The man in white looked at Xiao Qiuhan with burning eyes.
"Yun Mengchen is the master, does the senior know him?" Xiao Qiuhan was stunned when he heard this. Could it be that this man in white is an old friend of the master?
"So you are Brother Yun's apprentice, haha. No wonder you have such cultivation at such a young age. I don't know if your master has ever mentioned me. He and I were sworn brothers back then, and we entered Kunlun Wonderland together to seek the pinnacle of martial arts. ." The man in white looked at the sky, with a hint of recollection in his eyes.
"Senior, could he be the Sword God Leng Yuxuan?" Xiao Qiuhan was shocked when he heard this. He naturally knew that his master had a sworn brother named Leng Yuxuan. At that time, the two men dominated the world and had few rivals. They were respected by the world as the Sword Immortal and the Sword God. The two of them fought on the top of Mount Huashan for the reputation of being the best swordsman in the world. After the battle in Huashan, the two cherished each other and became brothers of the opposite sex. But the master never said that he had entered the Kunlun Wonderland, and he did not know that the Sword God Leng Yuxuan was also in the Kunlun Wonderland.
Although the outcome of the Battle of Huashan is unknown, it is rumored that they fought hard for seven days and seven nights without any distinction. Yun Mengchen never said who would win in that battle, but Xiao Qiuhan knew it at this time. Now the sword god Leng Yuxuan is definitely stronger than his master Yun Mengchen.
"Yes, I am Leng Yuxuan. As for the name of this sword god, it's okay not to mention it. Maybe in the mortal world, I am the sword god, but in the vast six realms, I am just a drop in the ocean." Leng Yuxuan Sighing slightly, he was also very high-spirited back then and thought he was invincible in the world. However, as his cultivation level improved, he came into contact with the vastness and vastness of the Six Realms. Only then did he realize that there is heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside people. There are even more people who are more advanced than him.
"You don't have to call me senior. Since your master is my sworn brother, you can call me uncle." Leng Yuxuan looked at Xiao Qiuhan, but there was no hostility in his eyes at this time. After so many years, he was filled with emotion after meeting his old friend in Kunlun Wonderland.
"Disciple Xiao Qiuhan, I would like to pay my respects to my uncle. I have offended you a lot. Please forgive me." Xiao Qiuhan bowed his hands to Leng Yuxuan after hearing this.
"Haha, it doesn't matter. I don't stick to these secular etiquette. You can reach the state of having a sword in your heart at a young age. Compared with your master and I, you are even better."
"I was rude just now. If I hurt my old friend, it would be my fault, Amitabha. But I am ashamed to say that I have been a poor monk for decades. It is not easy to hurt my nephew. Haha." The fat monk smiled and was no longer as nervous as before.
"It turns out that you are Brother Yun's apprentice. I wonder how you have become a junior with great cultivation. Back then, I never won a sword fight with your master. I didn't expect that I lost to his apprentice again today, haha." The red-haired man But he smiled heartily, and it could be seen from his words that he must also be Yun Mengchen's old friend.
When Xiao Qiuhan saw this, he also returned the favor one by one. Since the master had been to Kunlun Wonderland back then. Then the masters here must be old friends of the master. Since then, the turmoil has ended, and everyone is talking and laughing as they head towards the row of monasteries.
