Ye Wuchen stood there without drawing his sword. He could feel the wonderful will coming from Pei Min.
He had not thought about winning this battle when he sought out Pei Min. He just wanted to test himself against a swordsman of the Divine Path on the Regional King Ranking and sharpen his own sword.
Entering the Saint Plane did not mean that he had reached the end.
There was no end to swordsmanship.
Now that he had met a famous swordsman of the Regional King Palace, he would not miss the chance to spar with him.
"Please instruct me." Ye Wuchen bowed.
"Please."
Pei Min bowed back. As soon as he said this, Ye Wuchen had the illusion that swords were everywhere in this space.
The aura flowing in the air seemed to turn into Pei Min's swords. With a single thought, he could turn them into swords.
And he himself was like a sword peak, the source of all swords.
Sword will roared around Ye Wuchen. Sword seals appeared in front of him.
Every sword seal seemed to be born of his will and condensed swordsmanship, swallowing and spitting out extremely powerful swordsmanship currents. Endless sword will was born in the vast space, flowing into the sword will, causing a swordsmanship current to appear with Ye Wuchen as the center.
The number of sword seals increased, causing the sword will around Ye Wuchen to become even more terrifying. It had the power to shatter the Great Path.
Seeing Ye Wuchen condense sword seals, Pei Min still seemed very calm. With a thought, countless sword-shaped seals appeared around him.
But they seemed to be the simplest of sword seals, formed from the condensation of sword will.
Their power was far inferior to the sword seals that Ye Wuchen had condensed. Otherwise, he would not have been able to condense so many sword seals in two hours.
"I have two different understandings of the Thousand Word Proverb. One is the same as yours, and the other is what you are seeing now. It is compatible with my cultivation," Pei Min said to Ye Wuchen. Pei Min looked at Ye Wuchen and said, "If your sword can break through my sword, then you win."
Ye Wuchen did not say anything. He suddenly stepped forward. In an instant, he seemed to turn into a sword. He pointed forward, and suddenly many sword seals merged into his finger.
In an instant, his swordsmanship roared as he moved forward.
Heaven and earth seemed to be about to be torn apart by the Sword Will. A terrifying sword mark slashed across, and Ye Wuchen's body shot straight towards Pei Min. The Sword Will of the Great Path of heaven and earth flowed in a frenzy, merging into his body and turning into a Shattering Sword.
This sword was born to shatter the Great Dao.
On the Divine Mountain, countless eyes were fixed on that space. Ye Wuchen seemed to be about to finish his work with one sword.
One sword had decided the outcome.
He wanted to see Pei Min's sword.
Pei Min was still standing there. His long robes fluttered in the wind, emitting an ear-piercing sound. A terrifying sword light shot out from his eyes as his will enveloped the surroundings.
He did not move, but his sword had already been drawn.
In the Saint Plane, the will and the Way were combined.
With a thought, the Dao was born.
It could naturally become a sword.
Pei Min lifted his foot and took a step forward. The thousand sword mudras around his body turned into a terrible current of swordsmanship, sweeping out like beams of brilliant light, rushing towards Ye Wuchen.
This scene somewhat resembled the proverb attack of the Thousand Word Stele.
However, it was obviously different. Pei Min could not have comprehended the profundity of the Thousand Word Proverb in such a short time.
However, it had that kind of artistic conception.
The sword arrived and instantly collided with Ye Wuchen's sword.
Ye Wuchen's sword continued forward, breaking through the air. The flowing swords shattered, as if they could not stop Ye Wuchen at all.
But more and more swords flowed towards him, as if there was no end to them.
The ear-piercing sound kept ringing out. Everything happened in an instant.
The sword of shattering was unstoppable, as if it could pierce through all the currents of swordsmanship in an instant.
But the currents of Sword Way that swept over actually affected Ye Wuchen's sword momentum. Not only did the flowing swords not weaken, but the sword momentum became stronger and stronger.
Pei Min's eyes shone with dazzling sword light. His spiritual will merged with the world, and the swords seemed to become independent entities. They kept stabbing into Ye Wuchen's sword, imprinting themselves into his mind with incredible clarity.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The swords continued to shatter, but the swords were still growing stronger. Ye Wuchen felt as if his sword had slowed down a bit.
It was a very strange feeling. His sword was so fast that it should have pierced through everything.
But at this moment, Ye Wuchen felt like he was in a sea of swordsmanship. Every sword became so clear, colliding and blocking his sword again and again.
He was still moving forward, but it seemed to be getting more and more difficult.
Pei Min took another step forward. This step made the currents of swordsmanship even stronger. Each sword was more terrifying than the one in front of it, rushing towards Ye Wuchen.
Ye Wuchen's forward momentum was blocked. His sword seemed to be blocked.
He reached out with his left hand and pointed forward. The endless sword will in his body flowed wildly towards the sword in front of him. The Great Path of heaven and earth gathered into one sword.
Boom! The air seemed to be breaking in half.
But what greeted him was an even stronger current of swordsmanship.
Bang! A sword fell down, crashing into the sword of shattering.
Then came a second sword, a third sword … There seemed to be no end to it.
Seeing that Ye Wuchen did not seem to give up and was only a few steps away from him, Pei Min took another step forward. His eyes shone with an even sharper light.
Boom! A sword flew over his head, crashing towards Ye Wuchen.
Then came the next sword. It was even more powerful and ferocious. His aura was even more frightening.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
An extremely sharp sound was heard. Finally, Ye Wuchen was only a step away from him, but another sword came in front of Pei Min. The sword of shattering finally broke by itself, and then the sword seal that he had condensed was completely shattered.
"Bang."
Pei Min walked in front of Ye Wuchen, and a violent wind of swordsmanship blew on Ye Wuchen. He grunted, but resisted the urge to retreat. He looked up at the sword in front of him and the figure that seemed insurmountable.
He knew that he had completely lost this battle.
Pei Min did not even use his powerful will. He was only using the simplest of swords to fight with him.
But it seemed that this itself was his path.
"No swordsmanship," Ye Wuchen looked at Pei Min and said in a low voice.
"No swordsmanship. The strongest swordsmanship of the Sword Emperor Palace is that each sword is stronger than the one before, until it destroys the opponent or is destroyed by the opponent," Pei Min said, looking at Ye Wuchen.
"How can swordsmanship be stronger than the one before?" Ye Wuchen did not understand.
"Willpower, conviction. With every sword strike, your willpower and conviction will become firmer than before. Naturally, your sword will become stronger," said Pei Min.
Ye Wuchen thought of Pei Min's last attack. Indeed, each sword was stronger than the one before.
Was Pei Min's swordsmanship will getting stronger and stronger?
"I have learned something." Ye Wuchen bowed slightly to show his respect.
The battle had been simple. Both sides seemed to have only used one complete attack.
But he had learned a lot.
The two of them walked back. Many people on the Divine Mountain looked at Pei Min. He was indeed someone on the Regional King Ranking. His strength and bearing were not something ordinary people could compare to.
Even though he knew that Ye Wuchen could not be his match, Pei Min still fought him seriously and told him about his sword.
This was to fulfill Ye Wuchen's desire to learn swordsmanship.
Qianye City fought consecutively, and they finally suffered a defeat.
However, this was extremely normal. If Ye Wuchen could defeat Pei Min,
If Ye Wuchen could defeat Pei Min, then the Regional King Ranking could be revoked.
After all, Ye Wuchen had not been one of the top figures in the Battle of the Crimson River. No matter how much he had grown, he could not have become stronger than someone like Pei Min in an instant.
Ye Wuchen also knew this, so he didn't feel any negative emotions about his defeat.
He walked back to where he had been. He did not even think about the outcome of the battle. Instead, he kept thinking about Pei Min's sword.
It was a pity that his strength was not enough for Pei Min to release all of his power. Otherwise, if they had fought, he might have been able to comprehend more.
At that moment, there was the sound of footsteps.
As soon as Pei Min and Ye Wuchen left, someone walked out and came to the center of the banquet. There were traces of battle everywhere in the ruined area.
He turned around and looked in a certain direction.
Just like before, it was in the direction of Qianye City.
But everyone seemed to be numb to it.
Moreover, this person had a grudge against Qianye City. He had probably come to the Crimson Dragon Realm because of Qianye City.
This person was the prince of Emperor Xiang's Realm, Xiang Ze.
Before he had come, Xiang Nan had been there, accompanied by a Holiness of Nirvana.
That Holiness of Nirvana had died in the battle of Qianye City, killed by Ye Futian.
Xiang Ze had not been in the Crimson Dragon Realm before and had not received a Peach Invitation, but he had fought his way up.
"Many people have asked for your strength, City Lord Ye, but they have been refused. Can you come out now?" asked Xiang Ze.
Yu Sheng, Xia Qingyuan, and the others stared ahead. This time, Ye Futian did not let them take his place. He walked forward alone.
Seeing the handsome, white-haired figure walk to the center of the banquet, everyone's eyes were filled with strong anticipation.
Would they finally be able to see the true strength of this man, whose name shook the Crimson Dragon Realm?
Ye Futian had fought several times before, and even had the blood of a Holiness of Nirvana on his hands. But that was not his own strength.
In Emperor Kua's ruins, he had fought with the help of the Flames of the Way.
Now, even though he had only fought with the help of his comprehension, they could still see Ye Futian fight in the truest sense. His opponent was also very strong. It was a good test of his strength!
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