There was an uproar. The disciples of Aoyama had figured out Jing Jiu's intention.
Did he want to challenge the entire Liangwang Peak? Because he wanted to avenge Liu Shisui?
Of course, it was not for this reason, because Jing Jiu and Liangwang Peak had been enemies for a long time.
The disciples of Aoyama spent most of their time in closed-door cultivation, but many of them knew what had happened by the Stream of Sword Washing.
It was rare for a disciple of Liangwang Peak to be rendered speechless by an ordinary disciple of sword washing.
Would Gu Han accept his challenge?
There could be no other answer to this question.
The sword light flickered.
Gu Han landed on the stone pillar, looked at Jing Jiu, and said, "I have always disliked you, but my opinion of you has changed today."
He meant that Jing Jiu was willing to stand up for Liu Shisui and challenge Liangwang Peak.
Jing Jiu understood what he meant, and said, "My opinion of you has not changed."
Many years ago, when Liangwang Peak started to have a special status in Aoyama, he began to dislike it.
Many years later, he still disliked Liangwang Peak, such as the fat man and Guo Nanshan.
But he disliked Gu Han the most. This had something to do with his current disciple Gu Qing, but it was mostly because of Liu Shisui.
Maybe it was because Liu Shisui had mentioned Gu Han too many times in the manor cave by the stream four years ago. He called Gu Han "Big Brother" too naturally and praised Gu Han as a good man.
"Even if you break through the state of the Undefeated, you are still no match for me."
Gu Han looked at him and said emotionlessly, "I know I have a bad temper, but there is nothing wrong with my swordsmanship."
Jing Jiu said, "I once told you that in my opinion, your swordsmanship is all wrong."
If the entire swordsmanship was wrong, then there must be something wrong with the swordsmanship.
Gu Han remembered clearly that Jing Jiu said the same thing to Guo Nanshan three years ago at Xilai Peak.
"Prove it to us."
Gu Han waved his sleeve.
A white sword light broke through the sky.
The clouds in the sky suddenly twisted.
Wherever the sword light passed, there was a faint sound of thunder. It carried with it countless fine threads of light, as if it was a lightning bolt that had shrunk countless times.
He used Bihu Peak's Eight Directions Sword Style!
What was surprising was that Jing Jiu's sword was really fast. Even though it was launched later, it arrived first!
In the middle of the two stone pillars, the two flying swords collided, causing a loud noise.
Accompanied by a wave of air, the iron sword flew back diagonally.
No matter how abundant Jing Jiu's sword energy was, he still couldn't rely on pure speed to make up for the gap in cultivation level.
Gu Han looked at him in Silence.
The white sword light continued forward.
Jing Jiu's expression did not change. He reached for the hilt of his sword and turned to leave.
With a buzz, his figure disappeared from the stone pillar.
In the next moment, he appeared on another stone pillar several hundred feet away.
But at the same time, Gu Han's sword arrived.
Jing Jiu seemed to be able to see what was happening behind him. He rode on his sword and dodged the sword, arriving at the cliff north of the stone forest.
The iron sword flew in front of the cliff. Without the cover of the clouds, it could be seen very clearly. It attracted many exclamations from the ground.
No one expected that Jing Jiu's sword was so fast, and his riding speed was so amazing.
Gu Han's flying sword was like a maggot attached to the bone. It was getting closer and closer, but it couldn't catch up.
How could riding a sword be as fast as a flying sword? What kind of speed was that?
The situation now was completely different from the previous battle.
Jing Jiu seemed to be in a completely passive position like Ma Hua.
Now that Gu Han had the absolute advantage, he wouldn't miss it. With a cold look in his eyes, he made a sword gesture with his right hand.
The white sword light suddenly lengthened and slashed towards the cliff.
The iron sword suddenly turned around and dodged with Jing Jiu.
The white sword light rushed forward again.
The iron sword dodged again.
Several deep sword marks appeared on the cliff, and gravel fell down.
Jing Jiu rode his sword further away, and the white sword light chased after him. In a few seconds, they had arrived at the extreme west of the stone forest.
The stone pillars here were much more sparse than in front of the peak, and there was a distance of more than a hundred feet between each stone pillar.
The sword light disappeared, and Jing Jiu stopped on a stone pillar.
At this time, he was already a few miles away from the stone platform in front of the peak. In the eyes of the crowd, he became a small black dot.
Gu Han was a swordsman in the upper state of the Undefeated, but he couldn't attack from such a distance.
He sneered, stepped on the flying sword that had been called back, and flew to where Jing Jiu was.
After a while, countless sword lights lit up in the west of the stone forest. Stone chips flew everywhere, and smoke and dust rose, blocking the sight of many disciples with lower states.
The disciples knew that the battle was very fierce, but they couldn't see the specific situation, so they couldn't help but feel anxious.
Some bold disciples disregarded the rules and rode their swords to the top of the stone forest.
On the stone platform, many teachers also stood up and looked in that direction.
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"The Endless Sword Art is as dense as snow. I think it is more suitable to block the way than the Seven Apricot Sword Art. Gu Han is so familiar with it. It seems that he has worked hard for a few years."
"Look, Senior Brother Gu is still using the Eight Sides Sword Art? I'm afraid that even the senior brothers on Bihu Peak are not as familiar as him. "
"Senior Brother Gu really has the most profound attainment in the Six Dragons Sword Art. No wonder Gu Qing also learned this."
"The real sword of the three peaks is at his fingertips. Senior Brother Gu is indeed the top three swordsman in Liangwang Peak. He is really admirable."
"Don't forget that Senior Brother Gu was born in Tianguang Peak, and he hasn't used the Inherited Heaven Sword Art yet."
"What about the supreme sword of Liangwang Peak? That is the real level of Senior Brother Gu. As long as he uses it, Jing Jiu will definitely lose. "
Amidst the praises, there were naturally many people who thought of another fact.
Gu Han's cultivation in swordsmanship was extremely high, and his swordsmanship was even more exquisite.
However.
Jing Jiu's iron sword was still there.
No matter how hard his sword was suppressed, after a period of time, his sword light would always reappear in front of everyone.
This was truly a shocking matter.
If he had just entered the State of the Undefeated, how could he have held on for so long in front of a swordsman like Gu Han?
All the Peak Leaders and Elders were able to clearly see the scene of the battle that was happening a few miles away.
They were sure that Jing Jiu was using the Nine-Deaths Sword Art of Shenmo Peak.
It was rumored that before Martial Uncle Jingyang ascended, he hid the sword manual of the Nine-Deaths Sword Art and the Thoughtless Sword on the top of Shenmo Peak, and Zhao Layue found them that night.
Now it seemed that the rumor was true.
What surprised them was that Jing Jiu's swordsmanship was extremely skillful. It didn't look like he had only practiced for three years, but more like he had practiced for three hundred years. Moreover, when he used the Nine-Deaths Sword Art, it was obviously different from the rumored Nine-Deaths Sword Art.
Some elders thought that Youngest Martial Uncle's swordsmanship was so cold and aloof, and it was not as plain as Gu Han's.
Yes, the Nine-Deaths Sword Art in Jing Jiu's hands was very plain. It didn't look like he was going to die. It was more like he had seen through life and death.
No matter how strong Gu Han's sword light was, the iron sword was still calm. It didn't look like it was at an absolute disadvantage.
The sword light only lasted for a dozen breaths. It was still very short.
But in Gu Han's eyes, it was very embarrassing that he still couldn't defeat Jing Jiu after such a long time. He couldn't accept it.
He decided to end this fight as soon as possible.
A clear howl burst out from his lips.
His flying sword ignored Jing Jiu's iron sword and suddenly accelerated. It turned into a dazzling white light and attacked Jing Jiu's face.
The iron sword was no longer blocked. It cut through the wind and almost cut his body at the same time.
Gu Han's expression didn't change. He crossed his hands in front of him and a strong aura appeared.
Seeing this, Chi Yan raised his eyebrows and guessed what he was going to do.
An elder cried out in shock, "Cold Well Locking Clear Autumn!"
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