A while later, two figures that looked like giant swords made their moves in the sky.
"Yan Lingyun, you're worthy of being the opponent that I, Qin Qiuhan, have set my sights on. You haven't disappointed me." Qin Qiuhan was the first to speak. Although his eyes were still dark and cold, they contained a trace of respect.
"Qin Qiuhan, you're also very strong. If you weren't in this world, I'd probably feel very lonely. "Yan Lingyun's mouth twitched as he responded with a faint smile.
He and Qin Qiuhan were saints of swords, while the other was a devil of swords.
Although the two of them had completely different natures and positions, and were even enemies, they understood each other the best.
Sometimes, the communication between sword intents could see through a person's heart more than ordinary communication.
To put it simply, Yan Lingyun and Qin Qiuhan were enemies, but also close friends!
Nie Tian looked up at the two of them and smiled. "These two are really interesting. Just a moment ago, they almost killed each other, but now they're appreciating each other."
"Yan Lingyun, frankly speaking, our strength is about the same. However, I, Qin Qiuhan, will definitely determine who is superior and who is inferior with you today." At this moment, Qin Qiuhan spoke once again. His eyes were filled with a cold glint.
"Qin Qiuhan, do you still want to fight?" Yan Lingyun was taken aback, but of course he wouldn't back down. "If you want to fight, then I'll accompany you to the end!"
"I want to fight, but not between us." Qin Qiuhan laughed, a strange look in his eyes as he shouted, "Tian Ni!"
A figure appeared in front of Qin Qiuhan like a beam of sword light, moving faster than the blink of an eye.
It was a black-garbed swordsman, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. His facial features were handsome and angular.
He looked like he was in his twenties, but in reality, he was more than a thousand years old.
A thousand years old was a very young age for a Godly warrior.
However, his strength was shocking. He was actually a peak Paramount God, and he was surrounded by a mysterious sword will. Clearly, he was a terrifying swordsman.
"Master," the black-garbed swordsman said respectfully, bowing slightly to Qin Qiuhan.
Qin Qiuhan nodded, then looked at Yan Lingyun with a provocative look in his eyes. "Yan Lingyun, this is my disciple, Yin Tian Ni."
"Tian Ni greets Sword Saint Ling Yun." Immediately after, Yin Tianni faintly smiled at Yan Lingyun. Although his tone was respectful, he didn't do anything. He didn't bow, he just stood there calmly.
Such an attitude was already too much for a sword dao senior like Yan Lingyun.
"Qin Qiuhan, you have indeed taken in a good disciple. His talent is astonishing, and his strength is astonishing." Yan Lingyun did not care about Yin Tianni's attitude. Instead, she looked at Qin Qiuhan and said with a faint smile, "You suddenly called out your disciple. What exactly are you trying to do?"
The corner of Qin Qiuhan's mouth pulled into a strange arc as he said, "Yan Lingyun, because of your existence, I, Qin Qiuhan, am unable to become the number one swordsman of the frozen ruins. Since I can't be the best swordsman, I can only let my disciple be the best swordsman. "
"Since we are unable to determine a victor between us, then let our disciples fight in place of their masters. How about we use the victory of our disciples to decide who is number one and who is number two? "
After saying that, Qin Qiuhan looked at Yan Lingyun with a Cold Gaze. The provocation in her eyes was even more intense.
"En?" When Yan Lingyun heard Qin Qiuhan's words, his brows involuntarily furrowed, and his expression darkened.
In the martial dao world, the relationship between master and disciple was the most important.
In many situations, master and disciple were even better than father and son.
A disciple fighting in place of their master. This sort of situation was not often seen, but it was not rare either.
Yan Lingyun indeed did not think that Qin Qiuhan would suddenly have such an action today.
Actually, what Qin Qiuhan said was right. It was indeed very hard to determine a victor between the two of them.
Letting a disciple fight in place of their master could be considered a way to determine the victor.
But sadly, Yan Lingyun only took in one disciple in his entire life. That was Feng Chi's elder brother, Feng Xiu.
Sadly, Feng Xiu was not present at this time.
But Yan Lingyun himself also knew that even if Feng Xiu was here, he was also not Yin Tianni's match in front of him.
Feng Xiu's talent and strength were both considered genius-level. But compared to Yin Tianni, he seemed to be quite a bit worse.
Yin Tianni's sword dao talent was also absolutely a rare existence in the entire frozen ruins.
When the crowd below heard Qin Qiuhan's words, they all started discussing.
"A disciple fighting in place of his master is indeed a very good idea. But Sword Sage Ling Yun's disciple might not be around."
"That disciple of Lord Selfless Sword Demon has very strong sword intent. One look and you can tell he is a top swordsman. Even if Sword Sage Ling Yun's disciple is here, I'm afraid he will also lose."
"Selfless Sword Demon clearly thought about it long ago and was just waiting for this moment. Really despicable! "
The crowd's discussion entered Qin Qiuhan's ears, but it did not affect his emotions in the slightest.
What he wanted was the title of the number one swordsman. He wanted to hear Yan Lingyun admit defeat. As for what method he used, he did not care.
"Yan Lingyun, you don't dare to accept the challenge?" Seeing that Yan Lingyun did not speak for a long time, Qin Qiuhan laughed and said Or do you think that your disciple is not as good as my disciple? "
Yan Lingyun's face was very embarrassed. Qin Qiuhan forced him in front of everyone. This was to make him lose face.
"Yan Lingyun, if your disciple doesn't dare to accept the challenge, you can directly admit defeat." Then, Qin Qiuhan's provocative voice sounded again. It was very arrogant.
Yan Lingyun's eyebrows were tightly knitted together and his face was gloomy.
When Nie Tian saw this scene, he could not help but frown and his face was speechless.
Qin Qiuhan was, after all, a grandmaster level swordsman. How could he play such childish tricks?
"Number one swordsman, number one swordsman." At the side, Qijue Swordsman laughed and said, "For this title, Qin Qiuhan really racked his brains."
"It's just a title. Is it that important?" Nie Tian's eyes focused and he said with a puzzled face.
"Just a title?" Qijue Swordsman was stunned at first. Then, he let out a strange cry and looked at Nie Tian in disbelief. He said, "Boy, you make it sound so easy. That title is the number one swordsman! Let me ask you, which swordsman does not want to become the number one swordsman in the world? "
"For people like Yan Lingyun and Qin Qiuhan, who are only one step away from being number one, the importance they attach to this title is incomprehensible to ordinary people."
"It is no exaggeration to say that if Qin Qiuhan can obtain the title of number one swordsman, he would be willing to die the next day!"
"…" Nie Tian looked at Qijue Swordsman's exaggerated expression and was even more speechless.
It seemed that there was a huge gap between his views and these strong cultivators'.
Compared to the empty fame, Nie Tian valued benefits more.
If there were no practical benefits, even if the title of number one swordsman was given to him, he would not want it. It would only add to his troubles.
"Yan Lingyun, as far as I know, you only have one disciple, and he seems to be from the Feng family." At this time, Qin Qiuhan's provocative voice rang out again. He said arrogantly, "I've seen that disciple of yours. His talent in swordsmanship is not considered trash. Compared to my disciple, it is like heaven and earth.
"To put it bluntly, my disciple is an abyss dragon, and your disciple is a small loach in a stinking ditch. So, you should just admit defeat. "
Hearing Qin Qiuhan's words, Yan Lingyun frowned and his face darkened.
"Is that so?" At this moment, an ice-cold voice rang out.
Immediately, a figure appeared beside Yan Lingyun.
"Hmm?" Nie Tian's eyes focused and he suddenly looked over. His expression suddenly darkened.
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