There are five realms for ordinary practitioners in the world.
First knowledge, perception, no confusion, insight, knowing destiny.
Liu Yiqing has already reached the advanced realm of Dongxuan at a young age. He can indeed be described as a genius.
He has always been proud, and he should be proud. But the eldest brother Liu Bai said that he was no match for Yu Liancheng, and could even defeat him with a wave of his sleeves, so he must be no match for Yu Liancheng.
But even in the face of such a powerful enemy, his emotions did not fluctuate much.
Because his most respected brother also once told him that no matter what kind of enemy you face, all you need to do is to take the sword out of its sheath and stab it into the opponent's body.
So, Liu Yiqing seemed to do this.
Draw your sword and thrust it out.
Different from the sword control skills of other sects in the world, Jiange disciples always have the sword in their hands. They do not need to rely on the heaven and earth's vitality to control it, and can directly condense the heaven and earth's vitality around the sword.
When this sword thrust out, Liu Yiqing devoted his entire life to his realm cultivation.
The air in front of the sword tip suddenly collapsed, as if the surrounding space was collapsing layer by layer. The energy of the surrounding heaven and earth was driven by this sword, and poured in like a tide, making the power of this sword even higher, as fast as wind and thunder, and like a volcano about to erupt. Once it stabs the opponent, it will explode with indescribable power.
A simple sword, nothing fancy.
But even Prince Long Qing of the Judgment Division could only avoid the edge for the time being, risking his own life and death at the cost of injury.
But before the sword light fell, Liu Yiqing suddenly discovered that Yulian City had disappeared.
This was not a real disappearance. The black figure was still in front of him. He could clearly see the other person, but he couldn't sense it. It felt like there was only the word "empty".
Emptiness is nothingness, which means non-existence.
Therefore, even though he saw the opponent right in front of him, Liu Yiqing's sword couldn't help but stagnate.
It was this stagnation that caused the originally shocking sword to be stained with a trace of dust, dust that should not have been there.
Yu Liancheng's gaze condensed, and his gaze seemed to have weight, especially when it fell on Liu Yiqing's sword where the energy turned.
The power that had been concentrated on the sword suddenly erupted like a raging volcano, exploding the sword and sending pieces of iron flying everywhere. Liu Yiqing was also shocked, his face turned pale, and a fishy sweetness overflowed from his throat, and he staggered back. Finally, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Liu Yiqing was defeated.
Perhaps even Sword Master Liu Bai could not have imagined that his younger brother would be defeated so miserably and so easily.
Liu Bai glanced at Liu Yiqing, who was slumped to the end, and sighed: "Actually, I intended for you to fight this person because your progress was too fast and you were too proud. But I was wrong. You were not too proud, but not enough. Proud. Because a truly proud swordsman will never distrust his own sword and his own eyes."
Liu Yiqing kept coughing up blood, and her face became paler.
Although he is not Yu Liancheng's opponent, the two sides have to fight at least.
But now, he was defeated by the other party's look. This humiliation and the original physical injury were even more unbearable.
Yu Liancheng stood with his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Young man, it's a good thing to lose once or twice every once in a while."
"It's indeed a good thing." Liu Bai nodded: "At least he won't be impatient in the future."
Yu Liancheng smiled and said, "It's a good thing if you lose."
Liu Bai's expression became more and more serious, and he looked at Yulian City with a pair of eyes, as sharp as a sword, and seemed to be shining with a peerless sword light that would last for thousands of years.
"When I first met, I saw the Yellow River, and my mental power was the strongest in the world. Later, I realized the sword intention of the river by the river. The sword intention is like a river, surging like a river, destroying everything. Although I am not in the fifth realm, I am far better than the five realms. Everyone, if there is a threshold above the five realms, if you kill them all, you can kill them even if they are immeasurable."
"I once fought with Yan Se, the world's best talisman master. I lost half of my eyebrows, and he was seriously injured by me. In this world, no one can make me bow to him except Master."
While speaking, Liu Bai stretched out his broad sleeve with his right hand and grasped the hilt of the sword. The ancient sword at his waist was silent.
His palms are broad and his fingers are slender, which is perfect for holding a sword. He holds the sword hilt tightly with no gaps visible, and they fit together perfectly, as if the hand and the sword hilt are just connected together.
The ancient sword in its sheath felt the fighting intent of its owner and made a humming sound, as if it was joyful.
When Liu Bai held the hilt of the sword, his whole body seemed to be integrated with the sword. The man and the sword were one, and the two could no longer distinguish each other. Only the powerful sword intention spurted out and shot straight into the sky.
Liu Yiqing, who finally stopped coughing up blood, heard Liu Bai talking about his past honors and already understood that his elder brother didn't have much confidence in this battle, otherwise there would be no need to use words to try to shake the opponent's confidence.
When she saw her elder brother holding the sword hilt, Liu Yiqing frowned even more.
Because everyone in the world knows that Sword Master Liu Bai almost never takes the lead.
Once he takes action, it proves that the opponent will lose.
And with Liu Bai's temperament, he would usually decide the outcome with his sword only after seeing the opponent's accomplishments.
But now, he grasped the sword immediately.
Does this prove that if the opponent takes the lead, then Sword Master Liu Bai will have no chance to take action?
"My sword is like a river, please give me a try."
Liu Bai had already pulled out the rusty ancient sword, which seemed to have gone through countless years and was not even comparable to an ordinary sword.
Yu Liancheng thought for a while, picked a rose flower that was readily available, smiled slightly and said: "Please."
Liu Bai was not angry because Yu Liancheng used flowers as swords. He just walked up to Yu Liancheng, then picked up the rusty sword and stabbed Yu Liancheng.
There is no build-up.
An ordinary sword.
But this is the sword of Sword Saint Liu Bai, and it is destined to be no ordinary sword.
The moment the sword was thrust out, the mottled rust marks disappeared in an instant, and the sword suddenly became bright and brilliant. It seemed that even the sun hanging in the sky dimmed at this moment, losing all its color. All the light in the sky and under the sky converges on this sword, but this light is not dazzling, but makes people intoxicated.
Wow!
Under the light of this sword, both Yu Liancheng and Liu Yiqing saw a surging river with boundless torrent.
This big river started in the wilderness. It was originally a trickle, but it stubbornly broke through the mountains and flowed through the primeval forest with fertile soil and abundant rainfall. It received countless tributaries of rainwater and turned into a big river at some point. The river water was dyed turbid yellow due to the silt from the south, but its momentum became more and more majestic.
At this time, the river was surging, and the angry waves were rushing toward Yulian City.
When Liu Bai first realized that the Qi Sea was a big river, he also understood the sword intention of the river by the river.
Therefore, as soon as he drew his sword, it was like a mighty river. Anyone who stood in the way of the torrent would only have their corpses washed away by the endless, raging river.
There are already many masters who have used their lives to prove the power of Sword Master Liu Bai.
Yu Liancheng raised his eyebrows slightly, becoming interested in this sword.
The river was unstoppable, and even he found it slightly difficult.
However, since it can't be blocked, there is no need to block it.
Yu Liancheng finally took action.
The pale pink rose sticks forward, and a powerful energy fills it.
Before the river swept him away, he moved forward a little and made a subtle half-arc to the right.
His move was so clever that Liu Yiqing couldn't understand the mystery at all.
Boom!
The next moment, the entire Rose Garden emitted a huge roar.
The wall on the right side of the attic shattered as if it had been hit by a typhoon at close range. The power was still there, and it actually shattered several adjacent rooms, and continuous explosions were heard. The guests of the Rose Garden escaped in a panic, including many monks, but they also looked horrified and trembled all over.
With such an earth-shattering sword, their weak cultivation was as weak as a three-year-old child.
Liu Bai's complexion changed slightly, and the sword in his palm thrust out again.
A hole seemed to have been pierced in the sky, and turbid yellow water fell from the sky like a waterfall.
The surging river water has no other aura, it is just vast and surging, rushing towards Yulian City again.
This time, Yu Liancheng still poked out the pale pink rose flower and made a slight half-arc, but this time the half-arc went to the left.
Then, amidst the "rumbling" sound, an extremely violent hurricane seemed to blow up on the left side of the attic, with countless screams.
Liu Yiqing's frown deepened.
He still didn't understand.
Yu Liancheng glanced at Liu Yiqing. He felt a little fond of the young swordsman and said four words with a smile: "It's better to block things than to open them up."
Liu Yiqing seemed to understand.
But Liu Bai already understood.
His sword is the sword of the river, like a mighty river, unstoppable.
And this is just like controlling river troubles. It is better to dredge the river than to block it. It is naturally much easier to dredge the river and guide it in other directions than to block the big river.
Before the river was about to drown this man, this man dug a channel in advance to guide his sword intention away. Even if there is residual sword intent, there is not much left, and it cannot shake the opponent's figure at all.
Liu Bai took a deep breath.
I am afraid that only beings such as Guanzhu and Master can do such a miraculous method in the world today.
He was not discouraged, but became more and more excited, and struck out with the sword in his hand again. A sharp sound broke through the air, and streaks of sword light suddenly pierced out, filling the void densely.
Boom!
The next moment, there was a huge echo of rushing torrents between heaven and earth, as if rivers were pouring down from the sky, turning into monstrous torrents, trying to turn this world into a marshy country.
At this moment, Liu Bai thrust out ninety-nine and eighty-one swords.
Ninety-nine and eighty-one swords are ninety-nine and eighty-one rivers.
Every big river can sweep away countless lives. When ninety-nine and eighty-one big rivers merge into one, it has the terrifying power to uproot mountains and cities, destroying heaven and earth.
"Gudong" Liu Yiqing couldn't help but swallowed. Even though he was standing behind Liu Bai, he actually felt like he was in a raging river, as if he might be crushed to pieces at any time, with no bones left.
Liu Bai's face was slightly pale, but his eyes still shone like cold light.
He wanted to see if Yulian City could be diverted away by the eighty-one rivers.
And even if it can draw away most of Dahe's sword intent, as long as there is a little bit left, its power will not be inferior to the previous two swords.
The fact is, Yulian City can.
This sword intent can be lured away.
What he practiced was not mind power, but martial arts.
His use of strength, moves, and energy has reached its peak.
What's more, he has also learned a lot of martial arts that leverage strength, such as transferring flowers and jade.
However, Yu Liancheng did not use a soft rose flower this time, because it was difficult for a rose flower to withstand the ninety-nine and eighty river sword intentions.
He put down the rose flower and stretched out a hand, a hand as slender as jade, a hand full of magic.
The moment the five fingers of this hand were spread out, it seemed as if a dam tens of millions of feet high had risen from the ground. No matter how much the river water hit, it could not break the dam. As he raised his palm, Dahe's sword intention also increased. After another twist and turn, Dahe's sword intention also followed.
In a unique way, Yulian City caused the ninety-nine and eighty-one turbulent river sword intentions to attack Liu Bai.
Although Liu Bai thought that Yulian City might be able to resolve the eighty-one river sword intentions, he never expected that the other party could make the river sword intentions backfire on its master.
Rarely, Liu Bai showed a trace of panic. He was a human being after all, and he had emotions and desires after all.
Immediately, the panic disappeared, leaving only endless solemnity and solemnity.
The next moment, draw your sword.
The gushing sword intent of the river emerged.
Use the sword intention of the river to fight against the sword intention of the river.
There was a huge roar throughout the attic, as if countless rivers were crashing together.
The vitality of heaven and earth also became extremely violent, and as the tyrannical energy was vented in all directions, it swept across like a violent hurricane.
When it became quiet again, the attic, which had two walls penetrated, finally collapsed, sending smoke and dust flying.
The ground was in pieces, as if it had been bombarded by thousands of bombs.
When the smoke cleared, Liu Bai could be seen still standing.
He stood on the broken ground, his clothes stained with blood, and his whole body was shaking slightly, as if he might fall down at any time.
But the ridge of his back was still straight, like a divine sword that would rather break than bend.
"Brother, brother, how are you..." Liu Yiqing hurriedly stepped forward. In his panic, he even forgot about his hidden identity.
Liu Bai waved his hand feebly and looked at Yu Liancheng with a pair of tired eyes: "You are very strong, but I want to see your sword even more."
Yu Liancheng smiled slightly, but pointed his fingers upward like a sword.
Liu Yiqing didn't know why.
Liu Bai looked up at the sky with a stunned expression, showing disbelief.
Liu Yiqing looked towards the sky. On the sky, a long and narrow sword mark appeared at some point. The white clouds in the sky seemed to be cut open. The sword mark lay across it and could not dissipate for a long time.
Liu Bai said seductively: "You, you are not from the Demon Sect."
Yu Liancheng smiled and said, "Oh?"
Liu Bai said: "If the Demon Sect had a master like you, there would be another academy."
Yu Liancheng chuckled: "If you accept the energy of heaven and earth in your body, you will become a demon and become a demon sect. Then I am indeed a member of the demon sect."
Liu Bai was silent for a long time: "What kind of sword technique is that?"
Yu Liancheng chuckled: "You want to learn? I'll teach you."
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