Jun Mo and Ye Su were both proud and powerful people. However, no one knew whether they were powerful because of their pride or because they were powerful.
Two years ago, they met in the Lanke Temple in the autumn rain. They fought each other proudly and did not look at the rain or the sword. But because of the Buddhism Sect, they did not enjoy themselves.
Today, they met again and each made a sword move, sharing the autumn scenery in front of the Verdant Canyon.
The third sword was about to come.
It was just the third sword. It seemed that the battle had just begun. But both the two people fighting and the hundreds of thousands of people watching in the field felt that this was the sword that would decide life and death.
Eighteen years ago in the Wilderness, at the other end of the black line, because of the Son of Yama, Ye Su's Taoist Heart was stimulated and he used the most powerful sword move in his youth. He cut the small tree into 53,333 pieces.
After that, he traveled around various countries and his state increased again. The wooden sword in his hand became slower and slower. In an instant, thousands of swords became thousands, hundreds, and finally only one sword.
Because one sword was enough.
As the autumn wind blew, the Qi of Heaven and Earth in front of the Verdant Canyon seemed to be attracted by the wooden sword and rushed in from all directions. The sunlight falling from the sky was refracted into strange shapes, as if thousands of horses were galloping.
Frightened by this, countless golden rice grains were blown away by the wind, heading north. A golden wave was born in the field, and the wooden sword moved between the rice waves like a swift boat.
Ye Su did not stay there. His clothes fluttered and he followed the wooden sword.
The golden waves pushed the boat-like wooden sword. Under the influence of the majestic Qi of Heaven and Earth, it became faster and faster. It was about to become a flash of lightning. But Ye Su's figure always followed the sword shadow.
No one could fly so fast.
Riding on a sword was just a legend.
To be more precise, except for the Headmaster, there was no such legend in the world.
Ye Su was not riding on a sword.
The wooden sword was the boat.
He was on the boat.
The boat carried him.
He was not the one pushing the boat.
There was a strong wind in the rice field.
Ye Su disappeared.
The next moment, he came to Jun Mo.
He held the handle of the wooden sword.
He bent his knees, lowered his waist, straightened his elbow, and did not turn his wrist.
The wooden sword pierced Jun Mo's left chest.
An incomparably bright and holy divine light shone on the blade of the sword.
The sun above the Verdant Canyon seemed to dim a little when he struck with his sword.
It was not Tianqi, but the fusion of the sword and heaven and earth.
He had transformed Haotian's will into his own sword will.
This was the will of the heavens.
The wooden sword contained Heaven's Will.
How could he avoid it?
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The wooden sword that contained the will of heaven was even harder to answer than the iron sword from before.
Life and death could be ignored, but heaven's will could not be avoided.
Jun Mo remembered the sentence his teacher had repeated many times.
There was no omniscient and omnipotent existence, except for Haotian.
He knew that he could not avoid Ye Su's sword, so he did not dodge.
He didn't even look at the wooden sword that was stabbing into his chest. Instead, he raised his iron sword and chopped down.
Chopping was a very simple action.
What he did was very simple. He just chopped down.
If the question was difficult to answer, then he would not answer it. Just like the calculation problem he wrote for Chen Pipi before he entered the Second floor, it was too complicated to calculate, so he did not calculate it.
If the knot was difficult to untie, then he would not untie it. Just like how Teak tied his hair into a knot because the bath water was cold, it was too troublesome to untie, so he did not untie it.
If the Youngest Brother did not answer, then he would use the sect rules to deal with him.
If the Seventh Sister did not untie it, then he would cut it with scissors.
If the wooden sword was difficult to answer, then he would not answer it. If it was difficult to avoid, then he would not avoid it. He held the iron sword, like picking up the sect rule ruler and picking up scissors, and then he chopped down.
Jun Mo had always regarded the Youngest Uncle as his idol. He had not learned the Great Spirit, but he had learned the Haoran Sword. The Great Spirit was about moving forward bravely.
The iron sword in his hand seemed to be able to lift up all the boulders in the Verdant Canyon. It was extremely magnificent and made people feel relaxed and happy.
In front of this simple and carefree iron sword, there was no God or Buddha, nor Heaven.
Jun Mo looked calm. He was confident that his iron sword could cut Ye Su in half before the wooden sword reached him.
This was not a mutual destruction, but a test of each other's courage.
Courage was a kind of pride.
Everyone knew that the Second Brother of the Academy was the proudest person in the world. He was the bravest man in the world. The blood in the field in front of the Verdant Canyon and the countless cavalrymen who died under his sword had all proved this.
Ye Su was also very proud, because of the pride shown by Jun Mo at this time.
He did not dodge.
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The wooden sword moved forward and pierced Jun Mo's left chest. The seemingly blunt and edgeless wooden sword instantly sank into the charred black armor. The hidden talisman lines under the armor suddenly lit up, emitting a strong aura.
The iron sword fell, but did not cut Ye Su's neck, because it was blocked by the scabbard on his back.
In the blazing light, the seemingly inconspicuous scabbard was like a sail in the raging sea, blocking the power of the wind and giving the boat strength to move forward.
The tip of the iron sword pierced into the scabbard. Because the sword was wide and straight, it could not pierce through.
All of this was real, but also not real.
The iron sword was not an iron sword, the wooden sword was not a wooden sword, and the scabbard was not a scabbard. The most basic structure of these things was filled with endless Qi of Heaven and Earth.
This was no longer a battle between swords, but a battle between Psyche Power, a battle between two worlds.
Endless Qi of Heaven and Earth violently rushed in and was instantly swallowed by an invisible vortex, entering the world of the two, and then violently exploding through the sword or the scabbard.
The Qi of Heaven and Earth in front of the Verdant Canyon was compressed to the extreme, and the refracted light became even more distorted. Because of the compression, the Qi of Heaven and Earth began to rub against each other, producing scorching flames!
If Ye Su's sword at the beginning was like a small sun in front of the Verdant Canyon, then a real sun seemed to be born in front of the Verdant Canyon at this time. Endless light and heat sprayed into the field!
What a dazzling scene it was.
The hearts of those who saw this scene would sway.
Unfortunately, just like when the Headmaster killed a god in the Wilderness, because the light was too bright, few people could see this scene.
Liu Bai could see it.
So could Ye Hongyu.
She had been silent in the sacred sedan with her head down, as if she did not care about the situation in the Verdant Canyon.
Finally, she could not help but look up.
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In the light, Jun Mo's iron sword continued to press down.
With a light hiss, the scabbard on Ye Su's back was torn open.
Ye Su looked indifferent, and the wooden sword in his hand continued to move forward.
The wooden sword shortened inch by inch, and part of it entered Jun Mo's chest. More of it was crushed into the finest powder, and then it burned fiercely like a candle.
The current situation depended on whether the iron sword would break the sail first or the wooden sword would break the armor first.
The candle would eventually turn into ashes.
The burning wooden sword became shorter and shorter, but it still did not break Jun Mo's armor.
In the blazing light, Ye Su's face became transparent, and there was still no expression on it.
He continued to move forward with the sword.
In the end, there was only a hilt left, a bare hilt.
With a clear roar, Ye Su slammed the entire sword hilt into Jun Mo's chest!
In the past, his wooden sword had no hilt or scabbard.
Now, his sword had a hilt and a scabbard.
Because over the years, his cultivation had been regressing.
He was moving forward and backward.
From ten thousand swords to one sword, from seeing through to not seeing through, from the outside world to the inside world.
But in this battle today, he had been moving forward and had not taken a step back.
His scabbard was the bond he had comprehended in the world.
His sword hilt was all his spirit on Sword Taoism.
He used the scabbard to bind the edge of the iron sword, and then slapped all the sword style into Jun Mo's chest!
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Jun Mo's cultivation over the years was as simple as his iron sword.
Forward, forward, and forward.
There was no retreat, and there was no return. He advanced towards the peaks one by one.
Just as Ye Su slapped the hilt into his chest, he suddenly let go of the sword hilt.
The iron sword was too wide and straight, like his eyebrows. It could not be in the world or in the scabbard.
At least in a short time, he could not break Ye Su's scabbard.
Just like solving a problem, he would not break it.
He let go of the sword hilt and made a concession for the first time in his cultivation.
But his left foot, in the sky full of light, took a step forward.
His right hand clenched into a fist, holding the infinite light in the autumn wind, and smashed toward Ye Su.
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Jun Mo, who was moving forward, made a concession for the first time.
Ye Su, who retreated in order to advance, moved forward resolutely.
The two peerless geniuses of the cultivation world, in this thrilling battle, chose the other's best method at the same time, but no one knew who would win in the end.
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When the sword hilt sank into the scorched black armor.
A tearing sound was heard in the whole field.
It seemed that the sky was torn apart by someone.
Jun Mo's armor did not change much, and there were some tiny sawdust left on it.
Behind him, there was an extremely terrifying Sword Essence.
The sword style pierced into the Verdant Canyon, piercing a deep hole in the cliff!
Just the overflowing sword style had such amazing power.
What would Jun Mo, who was facing all the sword style, do?
Almost at the same time.
Jun Mo's fist landed on Ye Su's body.
His fist held infinite light, which was the Qi of Heaven and Earth in front of the Verdant Canyon.
And in this Qi of Heaven and Earth, there was an unimaginable amount of sword style.
The sword style of the iron sword even contained Ye Su's own sword style.
Jun Mo let go of the iron sword, and then held countless swords.
When his fist landed on Ye Su's body, it felt as if ten thousand swords had landed on Ye Su's body.
The spring wind blew the willows, and the thin leaves fell into the water.
The morning sun rose, and the lake glowed with golden light.
On the winter snow lake, the wind was like a knife.
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It was quiet in front of the Verdant Canyon.
Countless pairs of eyes fell on that place again, looking nervously at the two people standing opposite them.
After an unknown period of time.
Ye Su suddenly coughed, and there were countless fine cuts on his plain clothes.
He looked at Jun Mo and said with emotion, "If you didn't have this armor, I wouldn't have lost."
"There are no ifs in this world."
There was no joy on Jun Mo's face, and he said indifferently, "If you want to say if, then if I don't have armor and you don't have scabbard, I win. If you don't have swords and I don't have swords, I win. "
"If it were 18 years ago, I would have won. If it were 18 years later, I would still win. "
He finally said, "So no matter what, I win."
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(There are no ifs. See you tomorrow.) (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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