In the small world in the Green Lotus Pool, Li Mu was immersed in the sea of Sword Intent of the Gallant.
As the greatest romantic poet in ancient China, Li Bai was admired and worshiped by countless people throughout his life. His poems were filled with magnificent elements of illusion, as if he was a celestial being in heaven. Only Li Bai could write many poems with that kind of elegant feeling and flavor.
The Ode to the Gallant was Li Bai's masterpiece.
Killing in the mortal world, escaping from the white blade.
This poem was filled with dense Sword Qi and had the unique extreme romanticism of Li Bai.
The essence of the sword will of the Ode to the Gallant was in this poem.
If he wanted to comprehend it, he had to understand the poem first.
Around Li Mu, every word of the poem "Ode to the Gallant" was swirling and dancing. The silver words were like the talismans of the Divine Way. Every stroke contained the true meaning of swordsmanship.
What Li Mu practiced was the Dao-using method.
He had loved knives since he was a child.
There was an ancient martial proverb in China: The sword is the lord of a hundred weapons, and the saber is the king of a hundred weapons.
Li Mu didn't consider himself a gentleman. He preferred the domineering style of a king. His Dao-using method was straightforward. Horizontal and vertical slashes were the most direct.
However, as the saying went, all methods lead to the same destination. The saber and the sword only had one thing in common on the Martial Dao level.
Li Bai himself had said that he hoped that Li Mu could absorb the essence of his Ode to the Gallant sword intent and integrate it into his broadsword-using method. Therefore, Li Mu had never considered abandoning broadsword-using to practice sword-using. Instead, he was trying to comprehend the similarities between broadsword-using and sword-using.
Time ticked by.
Li Mu was immersed in the world of sword intent.
The Ode to the Gallant consisted of 24 paragraphs and 120 words. Each word had transformed into a strange Sword Intent Talisman, which contained the true meaning of swordsmanship. Li Mu opened his Third Eye. His spiritual force was like tentacles, constantly capturing the Sword Intent Talisman, comprehending and comprehending it.
Time flew by.
Li Mu's body automatically ran the Xiantian Skill to absorb the Precious Qi of Cyan Lotus. At the same time, his spirit was completely immersed in the world of the Sword Intent of the Ode to the Gallant, comprehending the true meaning of martial arts and integrating it into his broadsword way.
There was no day or night in cultivation.
Time flowed like water.
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By the Green Lotus Pond.
Ye Hen, the Head of the Moon Dao Sect, sat cross-legged, motionless.
She was ambushed, and with the unique Pulse Steadying Technique of Mount Shu, the True Qi in her body was locked, and she was unable to move.
"Sigh, why bother?"
Ye Hen tried all kinds of methods, but to no avail. She was very anxious.
She understood why she was ambushed.
He also understood why the other party would launch a sneak attack on him.
She was not angry at all, just sad.
It was very, very uncomfortable.
Another old friend was about to die.
He died for her.
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The day was like blood.
The wind was howling.
"Father …"
Ouyang Yu, the Jade Young Master, stood on the divine flying shuttle, looking desperate and sorrowful. His tears couldn't help flowing out. Then his legs went soft, and he knelt down in the direction of the floating fighting ring.
The experts of Shu Mountain Sect on the Divine Flying Shuttle all looked angry and sorrowful.
"Hahaha, you can't even withstand a single blow."
Tan Rushuang, the Top Sword of West Sea, threw his head back and laughed.
The battle was over. He was holding a bloody head in his hand, and at his feet was the headless body of Ouyang Huanyu, the head of the Sky-overlooking Pavilion, one of the seven branches of Shu Mountain, lying in a pool of blood, which he had stepped on.
The fourth of the ten fighting rings came to an end.
Ouyang Huanyu, who had fought for Shu Mountain, died in the battle.
The nine major sects won another round.
The score was two to two, which was a draw for the time being.
But for Mount Shu, it was almost a hopeless situation. Wu Ming and Ouyang Huanyu, two experts in the Void-breaking Realm, had been crushed to death in a way that was almost humiliating. And Mount Shu could not find anyone who could defeat Tan Rushuang, the Top Sword of West Sea, who had "suddenly made a breakthrough in strength".
"I don't think there's any need to compete in the remaining six rounds. None of you is a match for me. You'd better surrender earlier and give up White Emperor City. That way, you can save some of your strength."
Tan Rushuang said disdainfully.
He threw Ouyang Huanyu's head to the ground, stepped on it, and said coldly and mercilessly.
Ouyang Huanyu wanted to rush over frantically, but he was stopped by Mr. Shuiyue and the others next to him.
Tan Rushuang's continuous taunts were meant to infuriate the people of Shu Mountain. Once they stepped onto the floating fighting ring, they would die tragically.
"Haha, I know you're all angry and in pain. Have a good taste of it. This is the sorrow of the weak." Tan Rushuang deliberately poured salt on the wounds of the people of Shu Mountain. "Death is not relief, but the beginning of another kind of humiliation."
In the end, he ordered someone to bring the body of Ouyang Huanyu, the head of the Sky-overlooking Pavilion, back to the flying ship. He pierced the shoulder with a barb and hung the bloody body on the mast, exposing it to the scorching sun.
"This is the consequence of going against the nine major sects. You can't die in peace."
Tan Rushuang sneered.
The people of Shu Mountain were so angry that their insides were burning.
"Tan Rushuang, you've gone too far. This is a fair fighting ring. It's okay that you used external forces, but why did you insult the body of the dead?" Mr. Shuiyue of Shu Mountain said angrily, "Your West Sea Sword Sect also claims to be a decent sect. As one of the Seven Supreme Venerables of the Decent Alliance in the world, do you really want to lose face?"
Hearing that, Tan Rushuang's face turned cold, and he also felt a little hot on his face. But then he sneered and said, "There's no need to talk about benevolence, righteousness, and morality when dealing with demons of the Devil Cult like you. Grinding your bones and scattering your ashes is a kind of mercy for you."
"You …" Mr. Shuiyue was also trembling with anger.
For a moment, he wanted to rush directly onto the floating fighting ring and start the fifth battle, but he held back.
His old fellows had been killed in battle one after another. There were not many experts left in Shu Mountain that could fight. Mr. Shuiyue knew very well that he had to stabilize the situation. Even if he wanted to fight in the fighting ring, he had to arrange everything well. At this time, Shu Mountain could not be in chaos.
"Let's go back."
Mr. Shuiyue steered the divine flying shuttle and waited for the people of Shu Mountain to return to White Emperor City. By this time, Ouyang Yu, the Young Master of the Sky-overlooking Pavilion, had fainted because of too much grief.
An indescribable sorrow lingered in the hearts of the people, which could not be eliminated.
Looking back into the distance, on the flying ship of the West Sea Sword Sect, the body of Ouyang Huanyu, the head of the Sky-overlooking Pavilion, was still hanging on the mast.
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"It's strange. We've done so much today. Why hasn't Li Mu shown up yet?"
The female assassin of the Black Killing Tower finally felt that things might be different from what she had imagined.
"Has Li Mu already escaped?"
"That's unlikely."
After the battle in the Tomb of the God of Sin, the girl in the black gauze felt that her research and understanding of Li Mu had reached a certain level. This sinner was definitely not the kind of person who was afraid of death. He had the ruthlessness and bravery that the sinner immortals had in common. He would never abandon his comrades.
"Then why hasn't he shown up yet?"
The girl in the black gauze felt uneasy.
"I have to speed up the time. At the end of the 10 fighting rings, there will be other experts from the extraterrestrial sects. At that time, once they recognize Li Mu's identity, it will be impossible for me to monopolize the rewards offered by the major sects."
She calculated in her mind.
Soon, Qin Rushuang was summoned again.
"You can fight again tomorrow. I want you to be more ruthless in tomorrow's fighting ring. No matter who from Mount Shu is going to fight, you must torture and kill them. Do you understand?" The girl in the black gauze's words made one's hair stand on end.
Qin Rushuang was frightened by her words and hurriedly agreed.
In the past two days, he had killed Wu Ming and Ouyang Huanyu, which made him feel the wonderful feeling of having invincible power. As if he was drunk, Qin Rushuang was so intoxicated that he could not extricate himself.
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"Senior Ye, I'm sorry."
A guardian of the Sky-reaching Pavilion came to relieve Ye Hen, the Head of the Moon Dao Sect, of the Pulse-steadying Skill, and bowed apologetically.
"Where is Brother Ouyang?" Ye Hen turned around, stared at the guardian, and asked word by word.
In the past, when Mount Shu had not fallen apart and the seven branches were at the height of their power, Ye Hen, Ouyang Huanyu, Shuiyue, and the others were all the best of the younger generation of Mount Shu. They had fought side by side. Although they were not convinced of each other's superiority and had a lot of fights, how could ordinary people understand this kind of relationship that had lasted for nearly a hundred years?
This guardian was also a member of the older generation. His eyes turned red, and tears flowed down his cheeks. He could not say a word.
Ye Hen staggered for a while.
She held the lotus pond to steady herself and tried to calm down.
The corners of her eyes were slightly red, but tears did not flow down.
She could not shed any more tears.
Ye Hen left the Green Lotus Pond and went to the Fairy Hall.
The Fairy Hall, which used to be bustling with people, was silent at this time. Dragon the Fifth was seriously injured, Wu Ming had died in battle, and Ouyang Huanyu had died in battle. Among the older generation in the Void-breaking Realm, only Mr. Shuiyue and Ye Hen were left.
"Tomorrow, I'll fight. If I die in battle, Mount Shu will admit defeat in these ten matches and withdraw from White Emperor City. There's no need to make unnecessary sacrifices. Let's recuperate and wait for the opportunity to make a comeback."
Ye Hen said resolutely, leaving no room for doubt.
Mr. Shuiyue originally wanted to say something, but when he saw the look on Ye Hen's face, he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue and could not say them anymore.
There was not much hope for tomorrow's battle.
In the crowd, Ding Yi frowned and struggled with the look in his eyes, but in the end, he did not say anything.
An extremely sorrowful atmosphere enveloped the entire White Emperor City.
In the blink of an eye, the next day, the sun rose high in the sky.
The fifth match was about to begin.
People from both sides appeared on both sides of the floating fighting ring. Luo Xuanxin, Xiao Dong, Lu Xun, and Qiu Shuiming, who came from Earth, also appeared on the divine flying shuttle. This was the first time they were allowed to watch the battle. They also hoped that, as rising stars, they could remember today's scene forever and understand how the real experts fought.
Ye Hen, Head of the Moon Dao Sect, flashed and landed on the floating fighting ring like a stream of light.
Her green robe was like spring, and her scimitar was as fast as lightning.
"Qin Rushuang, get out here and fight me."
Ye Hen was not afraid at all and took the initiative to challenge him.
"Haha, the old head of the Moon Dao Sect? Has the Devil Cult finally fallen to the point where they can only rely on women to fight? How pitiful. " In the midst of the laughter, Qin Rushuang's figure appeared on the floating fighting ring with a sneer on his face.
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