"What's a pity?"
Li Yao asked, frowning.
"In the past ten years, I've met three people who were worth killing. It's a pity that I couldn't kill any of them to my heart's content!"
Yan Liren sighed. "Wang Xi was the first one who was worth killing. However, he was too powerful at that time. My senior brother only allowed me to practice with him but did not allow me to kill him. He said that there were more benefits in not killing him than killing him!
"By the time I could kill him, the guy who was more cunning than a ghost had long run away.
"Qi Zhongdao was naturally the second one. However, my senior brother also said that he was the leader of all the Cultivators in the world and the pillar of the Great Qian Dynasty. I could defeat him or not, but it would be best if I did not kill him.
"Right now, I've run into you again in one day.
"You are the same as Wang Xi and Qi Zhongdao. You are all people who deserve to be killed by me with all my strength. It is a pity that Senior Brother Leader wants to recruit you as a visiting elder. So, naturally, I cannot kill you. Don't you think it is a pity? It's a pity! "
Yan Liren suddenly froze while he was talking. He tilted his head and frowned, as if he were considering a very complicated question.
Li Yao frowned. "What are you thinking about now?"
"I'm wondering if I should betray the Purple Pole Sword Sect and just kill you and Qi Zhongdao without caring about the messy rules and regulations."
Yan Liren replied casually. Then, he was deep in thought again.
He looked at Li Yao, Qi Zhongdao not far away, and the experts of Yuanying around Qi Zhongdao. He was mumbling to himself and calculating again. There was no telling what he was calculating.
All the Yuanying experts who were glanced at by him shuddered in fear, as if their backs were being stung!
Some of the top-tier experts in the beginning level of Yuanying even took a step back subconsciously.
"Forget it!"
Yan Liren pondered for almost half an hour. Then, he suddenly extended the thumb and the index finger of his right hand and made the gesture of 'hair'. With a smile, he said, "If you were slightly stronger, really slightly stronger, it would have been worth it for me to betray the Purple Pole Sword Sect and enjoy the pleasure of executing you to my heart's content! Right now, you are still not worth it for me to leave the Purple Pole Sword Sect, a place where I can practice my sword comfortably! "
All the Cultivators nearby, both on the Purple Pole Sword Sect's side and the Grand Mystery Sect's side, were dumbfounded. They did not know how they should react to Yan Liren's words!
Li Yao's eyes twitched violently.
He roared madly in his heart, "Bastard, this is clearly the time for me to make a grand entrance and make a name for myself. Do you have to be so exaggerated? You're stealing all the f * cking limelight!"
"Yan Dao!"
Li Yao's face darkened as he dragged out his words. His mind raced as he pondered bitterly on how to seize back the limelight.
Suddenly!
Li Yao's pupils, nostrils, pores, heart, intestines, and manhood!
All the organs on his body that could be contracted were constricted to the minimum!
He did not hear any sound. He did not see any light. He only felt that he had suddenly fallen into the weirdest world!
In the world, the concept of time had been extended to almost infinity. Every grain of dust in the air seemed to be dancing in super slow motion, and the pictures of his life were swirling before his eyes like a revolving lantern!
From the deep purple mist and the rust-colored dirty water in the magical equipment graveyard, to the restless days and nights in the training field in high school, to the glittering teeth of Ding Ling Dong when he met Ding Ling Dong for the first time, to the Devil Flood Dragon Island, the Grand Desolate War Institution, Boneyard, the Flying Star Sector, Spider Den, the Blood Demon Sector, his return to the Tian Yuan Realm, Kunlun, and the dark nebula!
His life had been dissected into tens of thousands of pictures, which were arranged from top to bottom like parallel nets.
His consciousness, on the other hand, was falling from the top, crashing through the nets one after another, until it fell into the eternal darkness where there was nothing!
Hiu!
A very weird sound echoed inside Li Yao's head. Even the mental devil did not realize what was going on. It simply raised its head in a daze with a memory piece of Ou Yezi in its mouth.
Yan Liren had attacked!
The fourth sword, which was even more powerful than the three giant swords used by the Colossi, cut Li Yao's throat without any sign, without any prediction, and without any calculation!
However, the shriek that was echoing deep inside Li Yao's head was not the sound of Yan Liren's sword.
It was the sound of Li Yao's life flowing away crazily!
BAM!
The weird revolving lantern broke apart abruptly. Li Yao's soul shivered and returned to reality again, only to discover that Yan Liren was still standing on the lone mountain opposite him casually and emotionlessly.
His hands were still on the two sides of his body, and the glittering 'fourth sword' was stuck to his waist dutifully. Judging from the angle of the sword and the belt, it had not been moved at all.
Looking past Yan Liren's shoulder, Li Yao observed the clouds in the sky. Judging from the speed of the clouds, only 0.1 seconds had passed at most.
But he seemed to have spent a long life in the state of near-death!
"Hehe. Hehehehe!"
Li Yao's pupils dilated uncontrollably. Weird noises that sounded like rusty gears were rotating echoed deep inside his throat. His hands shivered violently as he covered his neck slowly.
It was as if his entire neck, including the carotid artery, vertebra, and central nerves, had been cut off by Yan Liren's fourth sword, and he had to support it with his hands in order to prevent his head from falling off.
His fingers were wet, and liquids were leaking out nonstop.
It was not blood, but cold sweat that was even thicker than blood.
Li Yao's face was as pale as ash. He slowly kneeled down on one of his knees and retched. He felt as if he was going to vomit out all his internal organs.
"This is my fourth sword."
Yan Liren craned his white and fat head and asked solemnly, "Does it look good? Is there anything that needs to be improved?"
"You killed me!"
Li Yao's voice was hoarse, miserable, and shocked. "You killed me once in an illusion with the will of your sword! How is it possible? How can there be such a terrifying swordsman in the world? "
For a moment, everybody was exclaiming!
Everybody only saw that the two of them were talking on the two mountains when 'Master Spiritual Vulture' suddenly covered his neck with a weird expression and slowly fell on one of his knees.
It was not until Li Yao said 'you killed me' that everybody realized that Yan Liren had already launched his fourth sword in the form of the will of his sword!
"This is —"
Everyone was shocked, confused, and horrified to the extreme!
Li Yao's shock, on the other hand, was even greater than the sum of theirs!
Different from the ancient Cultivators, he had seen a lot of things in the modern Cultivation civilization. Not just the likes of Xiao Xuance and Zhou Hengdao, he had even slain the legendary Pangu in person!
But he had never seen such a terrifying sword before!
It had never occurred to him that such a shocking, yet colorless, tasteless, and invisible sword could be condensed with the ancient Cultivation system!
Unstoppable!
Not even the Crystal Suit could stop it!
Not even the crystal warship could stop it!
Not even the Mystic Skeleton Battlesuit in the strongest form or the Colossus could stop it!
For the first time, Li Yao felt that, in the world of 'Cultivators', there were perhaps some things that could not be calculated, measured, or analyzed!
Yan Liren's sword was one of them!
"Why?"
His throat was hoarse. After every word that he uttered, he felt that a saber was stirring his throat hard. "Your level can't be much higher than mine. Why is your sword so fast?"
Yan Liren looked at Li Yao with a 'you will never understand' look in his eyes. He smiled, somewhat uninterested. "You don't understand. You and I are not the same kind of people. Therefore, even if your level is higher than mine, you will never be able to wield such a sword!"
"What?"
Li Yao bellowed, "I don't understand!"
"You, Wang Xi, and Qi Zhongdao are the same kind of people, but I am a completely different kind of person from you," Yan Liren said.
"You, Wang Xi, and Qi Zhongdao, your level may be high enough, your magical power may be abundant, and your magical equipment may be powerful enough, but I can see a lot of things in your eyes other than your sword.
"Other than the sword in your hand, you have a lot of other things that you can count on, such as wisdom, power, influence, or other messy things.
"What you are pursuing, on the other hand, is far more than a sword or a match.
"This sword test field is not your battlefield, at least not all of your battlefield."
Li Yao was silent.
Yan Liren was quite right.
Wang Xi was a powerful eunuch who had established 'Ghost Character', an organization of spies and assassins, and had turned the world of Cultivators upside down.
Qi Zhongdao had become the well-acknowledged leader of Cultivators not just because he was strong enough, either. He was a man who was good at making rules and making everybody abide by his rules.
It was needless to mention Li Yao himself. He had never regarded himself as a pure warrior. What he could count on was not just the weapons in his hands but also the support of three Sectors!
Wang Xi, Qi Zhongdao, and Li Yao were not pure warriors. What they wanted was too much, and it was true that they could not get it in a small sword test field.
"You are not sincere, sincere, or pure about your swords," Yan Liren said.
"It doesn't mean that you don't trust your swords. It just means that you cannot bet everything on your swords. There are many other things on your path of training that you have to obtain through other means." Li Mu nodded. "That's not to say that you don't trust your swords.
"But I am different from you.
"I only have my swords. I only believe in my swords. I am certain that my swords can solve all the problems in the world. If they cannot be solved, it is only because my swords are not fast and sharp enough!
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