Countless gazes were fixed on the top of the stone forest.
Standing on the stone post, Liu Shisui looked like a wild ghost, his clothes shabby and his hair short like grass.
Yet, his sword was so calm and peaceful.
He was like the King of the Third Generation, the Pillar General of the State, or a scholar with white hair.
Jian Ruyun hadn't drawn his sword yet.
He looked at Liu Shisui's sword in Silence.
Like him, many people were waiting for Liu Shisui's sword to fly over the stone post in the middle.
By then, he would be qualified to ask Jian Ruyun to draw his sword.
Time passed.
Liu Shisui's sword flew over the stone post.
It happened to be in the middle of the two stone posts where he and Jian Ruyun stood.
His sword wills hadn't dispersed after flying over a thousand feet, and were extremely pure.
There were no screams, because the crowd was shocked speechless.
This seemingly meaningless scene revealed a shocking truth in Aoyama.
Liu Shisui had already entered the Undefeated State.
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"Amazing," said Zhao Layue.
Regardless of the hidden reason, Liu Shisui had been imprisoned for the past two years, but he had broken through the Undefeated State, so he deserved such praise.
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"How old is he?" asked the Peak Master of Qingrong.
A disciple replied uncertainly, "Seventeen or eighteen?"
The Peak Master of Qingrong glanced at Zhao Layue not far away, saying nothing.
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The masters of the nine peaks were all shocked.
After the Immortal Jingyang, the youngest swordsmen in the Undefeated State in Aoyama were Zhao Layue and Zhuo Rusui, and Liu Shisui ranked third.
If he had been able to cultivate normally in the past two years, would he have advanced faster?
If he hadn't done such a thing, and if he hadn't been involved in another murder case, how could Aoyama treat such a genius like him so?
Some masters even thought it would be better if what Liu Shisui had said was true.
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A gust of wind blew from the other side of the cliff. It didn't have the warmth of late spring.
The wind landed on Liu Shisui's sword. The sword trembled slightly and suddenly emitted four rays of clear light.
The four beams of clear light were not illusions, but real existences. They were the Sword Intent.
The flying sword sped up all of a sudden, heading toward Jian Ruoyun, who was a thousand feet away, along with four beams of sword energy.
Liu Shisui finally made his move, and he used his strongest move.
Looking at the bright sword light and the four Sword Energies, Jian Ruyun waved his sleeve slightly, his expression unchanged.
A grey flying sword pierced through the air and instantly appeared in front of Liu Shisui's sword.
Being as fast as lightning was just a description.
Jian Ruyun's sword was like a flash of lightning, too fast to be seen clearly.
Liu Shisui's sword, which had been accumulating power for a long time, was blocked before it could reveal its sharpness.
The two flying swords met in the air above the stone forest.
A sword chime resounded throughout the valley.
The two flying swords separated and met again.
Then, there were countless reunions.
In the blink of an eye, the two swords had collided countless times in the sky.
The crisp sword chimes rang out incessantly, like a rainstorm.
Innumerable sparks splashed up like a silver tree blooming in front of the peak, illuminating the stone forest.
Even the sun in the sky dimmed a little.
The two flying swords were fighting in the sky.
Liu Shisui and Jian Ruoyun stood on their respective stone pillars, their hands clasped behind their backs, looking at each other calmly from a distance of three thousand feet.
After a long while, the bright gray sword light abruptly vanished.
The two flying swords returned to the front of Liu Shisui and Jian Ruoyun respectively.
The disciples of Aoyama at the foot of the stone forest were stunned.
It was obvious that Big Brother Jian Ruoyun's sword work was much more profound than Liu Shisui's; but why did the two of them end up in a tie?
The two flying swords quivered slightly, with hundreds of tiny cracks appearing on their bodies. It seemed that the materials of the two swords were similar.
Jian Ruoyun glanced at his own sword.
Yet, Liu Shisui took a step forward without even looking at it.
Only one person could stand on the stone pillar.
His step landed in the air.
The flying sword had been waiting there for a long time.
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The stone platform where the disciples of Liangwang Peak stood was quiet from the beginning to the end.
Jian Ruoshan challenged Jing Jiu by name, was severely wounded by Liu Shisui with the Sword Intent, and Liu Shisui challenged Jian Ruoyun by name.
Guo Nanshan, Gu Han, and Ma Hua remained absolutely silent.
Looking at the scene in the sky above the stone forest, Gu Han recalled the time when Liu Shisui took a step toward the sky on the Sword Peak. He felt both gratified and apologetic.
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The two sword lights illuminated the stone forest again.
The fight between Liu Shisui and Jian Ruoyun on their swords was much more dangerous than before.
The two sword lights sometimes fell into the clouds, and sometimes flew up into the sky. At the highest point, they were almost at the top of Tianguang Peak.
The clouds were stirred up like boiling water. Sword marks appeared on the cliff walls, and the stone chips fell off the stone pillars from time to time.
The two sword lights moved so fast that ordinary disciples couldn't see them clearly.
Only the disciples with higher Cultivation states and the masters of the nine peaks knew how fierce and dangerous this sword fight was.
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Swoosh! Swoosh!
The two sword lights separated again.
The two landed on their respective stone pillars.
A trickle of blood seeped out from the corner of Liu Shisui's mouth.
There was a tear on Jian Ruoyun's sleeve.
Fighting with a sword was never a simple matter of riding the sword.
The reason for riding the sword away from the stone pillars was to change the direction of the sword, in case the opponent's flying sword got rid of the entanglement of his own sword and suddenly attacked him. In this way, he could better defend himself. However, since he had to ride on the sword, the attack of the flying sword would be much weaker.
Normally, in such a fight, Liu Shisui should have the upper hand. He had already cultivated the Sword Intent, so he could still attack his opponent in the sky even if he was riding on the sword. However, he didn't expect Jian Ruoyun to be so good at riding the sword that he could avoid his Sword Intent at the most critical moment and crush him with his sword momentum.
"Why do so few disciples of our sect cultivate the Sword Intent? It's because it's an unorthodox method. "
Standing on the stone pillar and looking at Liu Shisui a few thousand feet away, Jian Ruoyun said, "It seems that the power of the Devil Pill can only help you so much."
A gust of wind rose up, rolling up the clouds and fog under the stone forest and ruffling his green robe.
A powerful energy was emitted from his body. The flying sword sensed it and passed through the clouds, leaving a wisp of white smoke behind.
Someone cried out in surprise, "The seventh move of the Old Bird Sword Style! Borrowing Cloud! "
Jian Ruoyun had been a disciple of Yunxing Peak before he joined Liangwang Peak, and he was the personal disciple of the peak master.
The main sword of Yunxing Peak was called Absolute Emptiness, and the sword manual was called the Old Bird. There were thirteen moves in all.
If a disciple in the Undefeated State could learn the fifth move, he would be regarded as a talented person.
Jian Ruoyun had learned the seventh move, Borrowing Cloud!
It was said that he had made a breakthrough two years ago when he was confined in the stone room on the Shangde Peak for half a year. It seemed that he had mastered the true meaning of the Old Bird Sword Style!
Looking at the faintly visible flying sword passing through the clouds and fog, his colleagues were full of admiration.
The disciples of Yunxing Peak cheered loudly, and the elders nodded in agreement.
Seeing the flying sword approaching with the clouds, the expression on Liu Shisui's face changed slightly, and he wielded his sword again.
Jing Jiu had said that his eyebrows were too straight, but his sword was actually straighter.
The bright flying sword illuminated the stone forest as it flew forward in a straight line.
When the two flying swords were about to meet, a loud buzzing sound suddenly burst out in the stone forest.
The white clouds and fog rose up with great momentum, flowing in all directions like a vast ocean, immediately engulfing the two swords.
Liu Shisui sensed that the connection between him and the flying sword had suddenly weakened.
All of a sudden, Jian Ruoyun's sword reappeared, and it arrived in front of Liu Shisui!
This gray sword seemed to be able to ignore the distance in the space.
A burst of surprised screams burst out in the stone forest.
One could peep into the Dao of heaven and earth by means of the changes in the clouds and fog!
Jian Ruoyun had proved that he was qualified to enjoy the sceneries of the State of Free Travel.
The gray sword pierced straight into Liu Shisui's face, seemingly without any intention of stopping.
Everybody thought that Jian Ruoyun would withdraw his sword in the end, so they weren't worried.
Liu Shisui was the only one who could sense Jian Ruyun's lethal intent.
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