The sword intent on Dugu Moyu's body began to thicken. At this moment, not only the people on the city wall, but even the onlookers below the city wall felt the intense sword intent. They were all forced to retreat. Only the Imperial Guards of the Human Emperor Palace were not affected.
They were warriors who had been through hundreds of battles. No matter how strong the sword intent was, it was not stronger than the iron blood killing intent on their bodies.
However, Dugu Moyu stood on the city wall for a long time without making a move. But when people saw his eyes, they became more and more dignified.
This situation lasted for half an incense stick's time. The onlookers were getting impatient.
"Is he still going to fight?"
"Dugu Moyu can't be scared out of his wits, right?"
"Impossible, he might be looking for an opportunity to make a move!"
Along with the discussion of the crowd, Dugu Moyu's face became more and more dignified. At this moment, he suddenly moved.
However, he did not move forward. Instead, he took a step back. Lan Yuheng saw that Dugu Moyu's forehead was covered in sweat.
The youth on the side was slightly startled. He looked at Dugu Moyu and suddenly said, "You don't even have the courage to swing your sword?"
Dugu Moyu was provoked. Anger flashed in his eyes. He raised the sword in his hand with difficulty. The sword intent that soared to the heavens enveloped everyone.
People only felt that this sword was like the end of the world. No one could survive under this sword.
However, Ye Tianze was neither servile nor overbearing. Even the clothes on his body did not move. He was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.
Dugu Moyu raised his sword and slightly trembled. Only when he faced the person in front of him did he realize how great the pressure was. Only then did he realize how those Kings of the Demon Race had died under this kind of pressure.
This person stood there without the slightest weakness. He did not have a weapon in his hand. He was just standing in front of him, but he gave off a feeling of invulnerability.
The sword intent that seemed to have a life of its own stopped in front of this person. It was as if it was afraid of the person in front of it.
He had encountered many opponents. Some of them were at the same level as him, and some of them were stronger than him. But none of them gave him this kind of feeling.
He was actually unable to swing his sword down because he was carrying a heavy pressure on his back. The sword of the Dugu Clan was invincible!
He had tempered himself thousands of times just for that one move. When it landed, it would definitely be stained with blood. If it could not be stained with blood, it would become a failed sword. This was something he could not bear.
He was trembling because he couldn't find a single weakness. He even felt that the person in front of him was like air, without a single point of contact.
Even his elder brother's sarcasm didn't make him swing his sword!
"You lost!" Ye Tianze suddenly said.
Dugu Moyu's heart trembled. He was somewhat angry, as if he was facing an invincible opponent. There was simply no chance of victory, but in his heart, he resisted this kind of defeat.
"Sigh."
The young man at the side sighed and said, "There's no such thing as an invincible sword. You carry too much weight on your shoulders. If you're unable to unload this burden, then your sword technique will stop right now, and you won't be able to advance any further!"
Dugu Moyu seemed to have understood something, but he still couldn't understand the meaning of his elder brother's words. Everyone understood the logic, but it was so difficult to do it.
At this moment, Ye Tianze suddenly took a step forward. Dugu Moyu subconsciously took a step back, because this was a safe distance.
Ye Tianze didn't hesitate and took another step forward. Lan Yuheng at the side suddenly felt that the sword intent was no longer as sharp as before. It seemed to be declining. This also made the pressure in his heart loosen, because he knew that Dugu Moyu had really lost!
This kind of feeling was indescribable. If he wasn't so close, he might have felt the same as the onlookers below. It was incomparably strange.
How could an invincible sword retreat?
It was also at this moment that Dugu Moyu's sword trembled and chopped down. It gave people the feeling that he couldn't even hold the sword.
Ye Tianze sighed and turned his head to look at the young man at the side, saying, "He lost!"
As soon as his voice fell, the sword chopped down, but it was caught between Ye Tianze's two fingers, unable to move an inch further.
Dugu Moyu looked at this scene with a complicated expression. At this moment, he felt the same as the monsters. His heart was collapsing.
His body trembled violently, and his hands had no strength at all.
The onlookers were dumbfounded. This was the Dugu family's sword technique? An invincible sword technique? It was clamped between two fingers!
One had to know that before, they were all looking forward to Dugu Moyu defeating the monsters in the battle of the ten kings of the monster race. There were even people who supported him, thinking that if he went up, he would be like Ye Tianze and kill the ten kings of the monster race!
But the battle in front of them was a battle of great disparity in strength. When the sword chopped down, not only did it not hurt half of the opponent's finger, but it was also caught between two fingers.
That pair of slightly trembling hands clearly showed that they were terrified!
As the crowd watched, Dugu Moyu's hand suddenly left the sword. His body went limp on the ground, his face dejected and lifeless.
"It's over!" No one knew that there was actually a trace of relief in Dugu Moyu's eyes.
Ye Tianze gently placed the sword on the ground. The sword didn't fall. Instead, it stood upright and made a buzzing sound.
At this moment, the young man on the ground slowly stood up and said, "Dugu Nuoyan, I will fight you!"
The sword flew into Dugu Nuoyan's hand. It was completely different from Dugu Moyu's previous appearance.
There was no sword will that soared into the sky, nor did it cover the ground. He just stood there, as straight as a sword.
The onlookers couldn't sense the soaring sword intent, so they naturally couldn't sense Dugu Nuoyan's strength. Instead, the imperial guards of the Human Ruler's Palace, who were standing in the distance, moved slightly.
Their backs were facing the city walls, but they could sense the incomparably vast sword intent. This sword intent was formless and came from the heart!
"If I use my spiritual power, I naturally won't be your match," Ye Tianze said. "Therefore, I want to see your Dugu Clan's sword technique. This is what I deserve!"
"As you wish!" Dugu Nuoyan's sword fell.
It fell straight down. Although it didn't seem to change in the slightest, it was actually ever-changing. The person who felt it the most was Lan Yuheng.
He subconsciously dodged, as if the sword was slashing at him. However, he found that there was no place to dodge. The formless sword intent followed him.
Dugu Moyu's eyes widened. At this moment, he felt that Ye Tianze was still invulnerable. However, his brother's sword broke through this invulnerability.
Ye Tianze didn't even raise his hand. However, Dugu Moyu felt that his brother's sword had already slashed at Ye Tianze tens of thousands of times.
Ye Tianze also blocked tens of thousands of times.
The two of them were evenly matched. The sword was still that sword, and it was still falling slowly. It was so slow that no one felt threatened.
However, at this moment, Ye Tianze's body trembled slightly. He took half a step back. However, this half step didn't last. After a short moment, he returned to his original position.
At this moment, the sword suddenly trembled slightly. It wasn't just him. Qin Weiyang's eyes were filled with shock. It was as if she had seen the two of them fight thousands of rounds, but there was no clear winner.
As time passed, the sword was now only three inches away from Ye Tianze. At this moment, Ye Tianze suddenly moved. He raised his hand and clamped down on the sword.
Dugu Nuoyan frowned slightly. His sword didn't stop. He didn't feel any humiliation. Instead, it fell straight down, landing between Ye Tianze's fingers.
As the two fingers closed, the sword stopped. At this moment, it was as if time had stopped.
Dugu Nuoyan smiled. "As expected of the person who defeated the ten kings of the Monster Race. You've won!"
"No, I've lost."
Ye Tianze's fingers separated from the sword. A drop of blood flowed out between his fingers. This was a wound caused by the sharp sword.
"Hahaha …" Dugu Nuoyan laughed loudly. "Let's not talk about your realm. Even those who are a realm higher than me can't take more than ten of my sword."
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