At the exit of the Wine Alley, Yan Chaoyang's footsteps stopped.
He had no reason to stop, but he had to. Because the person standing in front of him was him, and not him.
"I've been thinking." This person was dressed in white, his expression calm. "Loyalty and the sword, to me, what are they? What do I live for?"
"I've come back because I remembered that there is something I must ask," Su Yu said.
Yan Chaoyang's eyelids lifted slightly, causing his eyes to widen. It looked like an insignificant change, but those familiar with him knew that he had a murderous intent.
The murderous intent was like icy blades. The surroundings seemed to sink into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, the endless stench of blood assaulting the senses. That was the desperation of cutting a bloody path through an army of thousands. That was the bravery and fearlessness of charging through a mountain in front of him.
This was not an ordinary man.
Su Yu's pupils suddenly contracted, his hair standing on end. A strange coldness reached the depths of his soul. His intuition told him that Yan Chaoyang was in great danger.
Yan Chaoyang slowly opened his mouth, but his tone did not tremble at all. "I will answer whatever you ask."
"Thank you very much." Su Yu closed his eyes slightly. "Then please make your move!"
"Question?" Yan Chaoyang asked.
At this time, several dark clouds appeared in the sky. All of Yongling quickly darkened as if it was about to rain.
Su Yu smiled faintly and said, "There is no need to speak to answer a swordsman's question. Use your spear and gamble with your life to question the will of heaven!"
The human heart was so hard to predict. A moment ago, Su Yu had given up his dignity as a swordsman for Ji Zhiyuan's benefit. Now, for the dignity of a swordsman, he had thrown Ji Zhiyuan's benefit to the back of his mind.
"The will of heaven …" Yan Chaoyang actually smiled.
But he quickly restrained himself and said in a deep voice, "I don't believe it!"
He stretched out his hand and grasped the air. A dark blue color suddenly appeared, and the surrounding air was suddenly supported by the Yuan Qi that suddenly emerged, forming a circular aura field.
Outside the aura was an endless stretch of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, as well as countless cries and screams, forming a tragic symphony. It was as if Asura had descended into the human world, and in the middle of the bloody prison, Yan Chaoyang was like the Asura Demon King.
With just this stance, Su Yu's already pale face turned even paler. He took two steps back and stared at Yan Chaoyang in disbelief. "I thought you had slaughtered tens of thousands of people to have such an imposing manner. I didn't expect that … this is … your real name?"
The last two words were almost squeezed out from his throat.
Yan Chaoyang held the Dragon Soul Spear upside down and fiercely stabbed it into the bluestone floor. He exerted force with his right arm and the body of the spear arched. When he loosened his grip, it was like a hundred-pound bow that had its string snapped. The spear handle whipped the air at lightning speed.
Pa!!
The huge amount of Yuan Qi that formed the circular aura field seemed to have found a vent. With the spear handle as the head, it formed a giant axe made of Yuan Qi. The surrounding space was buzzing because of the giant axe's whistling sound as it cut through the air.
In a flash, Su Yu suddenly calmed down. He shook his right hand, and the sword in his sleeve quietly slipped out.
"Green Lotus Reincarnation …"
The three-foot-long green sword was erected in front of the door. With his left hand behind his back, Su Yu let out a light shout. His bearing was clearly different from before.
"City of Chaos!"
With a flick of his wrist, the sword turned and suddenly stabbed forward.
A huge amount of Yuan Qi also surged out of his body. They were both first-grade martial artists, so the difference in the amount of Yuan Qi was not too big. The only difference was the control of Yuan Qi.
With the help of Yuan Qi, his whole body became incomparably sharp, like a peerless divine weapon that had been unsheathed. The edge of the sword also gave off a magnificent white light.
Boom!
The two collided, and an earth-shattering sound burst out. The people nearby sensed it and fled.
A battle between cultivators often affected the innocent. As a resident of Yong Ling City, if they did not have this little bit of vigilance, they would have died more than once.
Both of them exchanged a blow, and the intense collision caused the vital energy to flow back. Yan Zhaoyang was forced to retreat two steps, but he managed to stand firmly. The energy in his body was still perfect and flawless. As for Su Yu, he flew backward until he reached the stone wall of the passageway. He stood firmly on the wall like a lizard.
He raised his head, revealing a face that was getting paler and paler, and an inexplicable passion in his eyes. "Hahaha, what kind of joy is this … Ah … This is what I pursue … Swordsmanship …"
After a pause, a very strange smile appeared on his face. "Two moves … No, the third move will decide the winner. Destiny's choice will be revealed then, although …"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly kicked the wall with both feet, and his whole body shot toward Yan Chaoyang like an arrow.
The three-feet-long green sword cut through the air, bringing with it a greenish-black sword light. In the blink of an eye, several sword lights rushed to Yan Chaoyang's face like arrows.
Yan Chaoyang turned his wrist, pulled out the Dragon Soul Spear, and thrust it forward without any fancy moves.
The spear shadow was like a dragon, and the sword lights shattered into powder without any suspense. What greeted Su Yu was the thorn-like strength of the Dragon Soul Spear.
"None of them is An Gu Qingyan …"
Su Yu's eyes were bright. His body suddenly became illusory in the air, and then turned into a cloud of smoke. He calmly passed through the wall of strength, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the left side of Yan Chaoyang. He did not know when he had grasped his sword, but he quickly cut toward Yan Chaoyang's neck.
With the sharpness of the Precious Weapon, if this sword hit, Yan Chaoyang's body would definitely be separated, and there was no chance of survival.
Unfortunately, although this move was mysterious and strange, Yan Chaoyang's expression did not change at all.
But when Su Yu changed his move, his right arm, which was originally thrust forward, suddenly pulled back.
This was not something that could be done easily. It should be known that when he thrust forward, the direction of his Primordial Qi and the angle at which his body exerted force were all in a fixed state. To reverse it in such a short moment, if it were an ordinary cultivator, just the reaction force of the Primordial Qi would be extremely difficult to bear. If an ordinary cultivator dared to do this, he would definitely be seriously injured.
Moreover, it seemed like a simple action. Putting aside the degree of difficulty, just this response alone was enough to show Yan Zhaoyang's experience in battle.
When he pulled back, the Dragon Soul Spear suddenly left his hand, but it did not move forward, but shot back to the left side of Yan Chaoyang.
The hilt hit the tip of the sword with a clang. At the same time, Yan Chaoyang grasped the spear hilt at an incredible speed.
"Heavy Thunder …"
A thunderous roar was spat out from his mouth. Countless amounts of vital energy poured out along with the roar. However, they were not directed at Su Yu. Instead, they revolved around the energy field around his body at a high speed, creating a sizzling sound.
But it was just the aftermath, and Su Yu was sent flying by the energy.
His eyes became even more heated. "The second move, Calamity of Killing …"
As he flew back, his left arm shook, and a slightly different sword quietly slid out.
He actually had two swords, and one was male and one was female. He was clearly an expert in using two swords.
"Awe of the Phoenix!"
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