The sword light seemed to want to split the heavens, and everything in its path was cut in half. The sword light, which was terrifying to look at, was caught by a pair of slender hands.
The moon white gloves glowed with a pale yellow light, overflowing with a warm power. It was like the moment when the sun rose and all things came to life. Everyone's heart was wrapped in this power.
The sword light did not advance an inch.
Now there was a question. Was Zhang Huaibi's sword blunt? Or did he soften in the face of the woman who loved him?
However, the answer was instantly revealed. After the two collided, the sword light scattered in all directions. All the buildings within a radius of tens of feet were cut in half, and the aftermath even destroyed the outer wall of the Marshal's Mansion.
Shen Liuyun could actually block such a terrifying sword light. Didn't her strength also make it onto the Asura List?
"As expected, only you are worthy of me." Faced with such a situation, Zhang Huaibi actually revealed a smile. "I really can't bear to kill you, if you don't disobey me."
The unique aura of the world's number one swordsman surged. At this moment, his sword seemed to be truly unsheathed, because he was the sword, and the sword was him.
When Zhang Huaibi transformed into a sword, the water force field completely disappeared. Only the big fish and Shen Liuyun were still struggling.
Just a moment ago, she was at ease. Now, the gap in strength was revealed. Even after activating the second stage of the True Name, there was still a gap.
Yan Li's eyes lit up. Now, he truly understood the weight of the world's number one swordsman and could finally understand Zhang Huaibi a little.
Compared to the other swordsmen on the Asura List, Zhang Dashan was like a volcano with unparalleled explosive power. His sword was made of magma. Xiao Yueming was more like a motionless lake, calm and without any ripples. But once it moved, it would be like a raging storm. His sword was like water. Xiao Yueming was like water.
Zhang Huaibi's sword was like a kind of heavenly force. He was not like Xiao Sibai who was obsessed with the sword. His swordsmanship was built on his superiority. In his words, it was the sword of a celestial.
The sword of a celestial should naturally transcend the ordinary. This was the origin of his supreme confidence and the essence of his power.
Every swordsman had a unique understanding of the sword. It was a kind of lofty belief, the most sincere belief.
Yan Li couldn't help but ask, "What is my understanding of the Sword Dao?"
The first thought that popped into his mind was actually not revenge.
If someone had asked him this question in the past, he would have answered with the Sword of Vengeance. Because all of his cultivation was for the sake of obtaining greater strength and personally killing his enemies.
But the first thought that came to his mind wasn't.
A sword was a sword, nothing else.
Suddenly, a kind of enlightenment came from the bottom of his heart. Of course, a sword was a sword. What else could it be?
His state of mind was not like Xiao Sibai's, who was obsessed with the sword to the point that he could not leave it. His sword path was also not like Yan Wushuang's, who had reached the pinnacle in a certain aspect, and his technique was close to the Dao.
His way of the sword was the sword itself. In other words, it was life. He treated the sword as if it was another life.
When he wielded his sword, it was as if he was breathing with the help of another life. It wasn't to help him take revenge, but to let him experience the various forms of the mortal world and feel the thousands of human beings.
The sword is life.
The world suddenly fell into absolute darkness. Flowers, grass, walls, tiles, dust, birds, insects … The murmurs coming from them were like a flood crashing into him.
Countless noises instantly squeezed into his narrow head, to the point that it could even drive him crazy.
However, Yan Li's heart was incomparably peaceful, because he knew that this was the Heart of the Sword — the state where all things had a sound.
Last time, it was interrupted by a feathered beast at a crucial moment. Since then, he had never felt it again. Now, because of the new enlightenment, he was able to grasp it again, so he cherished this opportunity even more.
Threads of veins spread out from the void, gradually rebuilding the world. He saw that the world was being rebuilt under some kind of mysterious power. The birds, insects, and even humans, their flesh and bones were being reconstructed. He could even see strange stones in some people's bodies … But there were two people reconstructing themselves, which almost caused him to break his cultivation again.
One was Ji Zhiyuan. Her body seemed to be surrounded by stars, abnormally dazzling. The other was Sun Bo. He was clearly a slovenly man, but when he reconstructed his body, he had the appearance of a young girl.
Before he could think, the big fish and Shen Liuyun had already finished reconstructing themselves. It could be seen that she was in a terrible state. Controlling the big fish had consumed a large portion of her zhenqi. If she could not endure Zhang Huaibi's pressure, she would be chopped into powder by Zhang Huaibi's sword light in the next moment, along with her true name.
Under the state of the Heart of the Sword, everything could be seen clearly. Wherever the sword went, it would be a vital point.
There was no need for him to make a judgment. Li Ya suddenly appeared. With a heavy clang, his body had already left the ground with the help of the "Vault Sheath."
Then, with four clangs, he seemed to have mastered the Flight Technique. His entire body flew towards Zhang Huaibi.
When he had killed Gu Shiyu, he had only used the Vault Sheath three times. This time, in order to save Shen Liuyun, he had used it five times. This was his limit.
Where the Heart of the Sword pointed, it was the sword light that connected the two.
Without hesitation, Yan Li unsheathed his sword and, with all his strength, stabbed towards the terrifying sword light in midair.
In the blink of an eye, everyone realized that Yan Li had suddenly charged into the battlefield in a strange way.
Then, the sword light cracked like a layer of ice. Shen Liuyun felt the pressure suddenly lighten, as if there was no longer any obstacle in front of her.
But in fact, that was not the case. It was just that Yan Li had suddenly charged in and shouldered the pressure that should have been borne by her.
"You …"
She was stunned, but immediately reacted. With a shout, she no longer hesitated and commanded the big fish to dive with all her strength.
Zhang Huaibi suddenly realized that the sword light that Yan Li had shattered could not stop the big fish.
His eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and he said fiercely, "A mere peasant, how dare you …"
Before he could finish, there was a loud noise, followed by Zhang Huaibi's cry of pain. The water in the courtyard was so bright that it was impossible to see what was going on. Then, there was another strong shock wave, which spread for several miles.
When the vision gradually disappeared and the light gradually dimmed, Zhang Huaibi was seen kneeling on the ground with disheveled hair, one hand on the ground and the other on his chest. He was constantly vomiting blood, and there were pieces of internal organs in it.
Shen Liuyun stretched out his hands and happened to hug Yan Li, who was falling from the sky, and said, "You don't blame me?"
Yan Li said, "I do."
Shen Liuyun's voice was low, and she said, "How can you forgive me?"
The corner of Yan Li's mouth raised, "Teach me to abstain from eating."
Shen Liuyun was stunned, and then she couldn't help but laugh out loud, and suddenly felt a thousand kinds of amorous feelings.
Yan Li continued, "In this way, you can stay away from the kitchen, and the world will be at peace."
Shen Liuyun casually threw him to the ground, and raised her eyebrows, "Don't even think about it. I still have a lot of specialties that I haven't cooked for you. "
Yan Li's face was ashen, and he felt bitter in his mouth. Just as he was trying hard to dispel her intentions, he suddenly felt a sharp gaze, and his heart tightened. He immediately turned to Zhang Huaibi, and realized that he had stood up with his sword, and was looking at him coldly.
At this moment, he was bleeding from his seven orifices, and his clothes were messy. His handsome face was half twisted, and his eyes were red, as if he was a gambler who lost all his fortune.
"He's dead," Shen Liuyun said indifferently.
Yan Li then realized that there was no breath on Zhang Huaibi's body, and all that was left were the remnants from when he was alive.
Ji Zhiyuan walked in, and took a look at Zhang Zhidong's corpse, but he frowned slightly, as if there was a knot in his heart that he couldn't untie.
"What's wrong?" Yan Li said.
Ji Zhiyuan shook his head, and didn't say anything.
"Your Majesty, next, next …" a general came up to ask for instructions.
Ji Zhiyuan turned to Cang Yang, and said bluntly, "Everything is done, you can go back."
Leaving a Desolate Man in the city would cause too much trouble.
Cang Yang curled his lips, and said, "Stingy, are you afraid that I will seduce your man?"
Ji Zhiyuan ignored him, and turned to the general, and said, "First, arrest and interrogate all the people of the Zhang Clan. Lock Zhang Zhidong somewhere else, and bring him back to Yongling with me tomorrow. — — Ma Guanshan! "
"Here!" Ma Guanshan stepped out.
Ji Zhiyuan said meaningfully, "You will replace Zhang Zhidong to guard Rong City, don't let me down again."
Ma Guanshan couldn't help but burst into tears, "Yes!"
Everyone left, and Shen Liuyun was also brought back by Ji Zhiyuan to recuperate. They probably had a lot of insights to share. Yan Li could only be envious, jealous, and hateful, because his real name was suppressed to the point that he couldn't move.
The once glorious and powerful Marshal's Mansion was only left with ruins on the ground.
The reason why Yan Li didn't leave was because there was still one person here.
That person was the chief of detectives of Rong City, Sun Bo.
Sun Bo came out of nowhere, and he was holding a painting in his hand.
"Wuling Painting?" Yan Li said.
Sun Bo smiled, "In fact, I am the real descendant of General Huo."
Yan Li said, "Oh?"
Sun Bo said, "Because when Bai Chongxi handed the Dragon God Ring to Teacher, I was there to witness it."
Yan Li was so shocked that he almost jumped up, and he used a lot of strength to calm himself down, "What do you mean?"
Sun Bo said, "I know you are the Young General of the Bai Residence."
Yan Li suppressed his killing intent, and said, "How do you know?"
Sun Bo said, "Feiqian told me."
Yan Li said coldly, "Why would he tell you?"
Sun Bo said, "When a person drinks, there are very few secrets he can hide."
Yan Li took a deep breath, and said, "What do you want?"
Sun Bo threw the painting to Yan Li, and said, "I just want to return it to its owner."
Yan Li caught it, and said, "You said it is the Dragon God Ring?"
Sun Bo said, "Teacher asked a craftsman named Zhu Long to cast the Dragon God Ring into a sword. You will find the sword by following the Wuling Painting." Then he turned around and left.
He walked out of the Marshal's Residence, and walked on the empty street. The moonlight seemed to cover him with a thin coat, and his body gradually shrunk.
There seemed to be an invisible staircase in the air, and he gradually walked towards the sky. When the moonlight was at its strongest, he suddenly turned into a little girl with bright eyes and sharp teeth.
She stood at a very high place, and saw Yan Li slowly walking back to his residence, and saw Zhao Qiping coming out to greet him, and saw Yan Li agreeing to bring him back to Yongling. Zhao Qiping was very excited.
She seemed to be very interested in all of this, and from time to time, she let out a clear and melodious laugh.
"Now you have no way back, what will you choose in the end?"
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