Countless streaks of sword light tore through space as they surged towards Yang Xuan, filling the sky and earth.
Immense sadness, longing, and sorrow swept through the entire world. It was as if the entire world was crying for Yue Qianlou.
Yang Xuan's face was pale. Facing the sword lights that covered the sky, he suddenly realized that he couldn't attack at all. Not only that, he also realized that his eyes were inexplicably moist.
Immense sadness filled his heart and soul. He couldn't help but have the thought of ending his own life to avoid such pain.
At this moment, the black pearl in his body suddenly shook and instantly pulled him back to reality.
Yang Xuan was shocked. In the nick of time, he suddenly stabbed out with the black saber in his hand. One side was life, and the other side was death.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Without any sound, the sword lights that covered the sky instantly dissipated under Yang Xuan's power of life and death. But in the next moment, several sword lights pierced through his black saber and directly pierced into his body.
Pfft!
Yang Xuan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. There were already seven or eight wounds on his body. Each of the wounds was bleeding profusely.
Yang Xuan's face was full of shock. He finally knew how big the gap between him and Yue Qianlou was.
At this point, Yang Xuan also finally understood what Yue Qianlou's Dao was.
Because he could reach the extreme of emotions, he could reach the extreme of swordsmanship.
Yue Qianlou's Dao was the Dao of Emotions. It was the love and longing for his family. Therefore, his Dao of Swordsmanship was filled with sorrow, sorrow, and emotions.
It was also because of this love for his family that he could enter the Dao of Emotions and become the fifth expert on the Ranking List of Young Masters.
But at the same time, it was also because of this that he was immersed in the great sorrow and was unable to extricate himself, showing symptoms of schizophrenia.
In other words, Yue Qianlou was actually a delusional patient.
Blood kept flowing out. A feeling of powerlessness made Yang Xuan almost fall to the ground.
What was even more frightening was the immense sorrow that came from the wound. It obstructed Yang Xuan's wood attribute spiritual qi, preventing him from recovering quickly.
Yue Qianlou held the little girl's hand and looked at him coldly. Yang Xuan's stab towards the little girl had successfully angered him, causing him to want to kill Yang Xuan.
"You deserve to die!" He spat out these words one by one through gritted teeth, his killing intent filling the sky.
Then, a gigantic longsword suddenly appeared beside him. It floated beside him, emitting a monstrous aura.
With the two of them as the center, all the trees and rocks were uprooted and sent flying backward. However, they turned into dust in the air and scattered.
In an instant, the dense forest around the two of them turned into a plain.
The spiritual qi in Yang Xuan's body began to circulate very slowly, and the wood attribute spiritual qi almost stopped.
The giant sword stabbed towards Yang Xuan. It was not fast, but there was a strange force that firmly bound Yang Xuan to the ground, making him unable to move.
Waves of dizziness made Yang Xuan's vision turn black, and the threat of death came.
He knew that if he did not think of a way, he would most likely die here today.
The next moment, he made a bold move.
A golden longsword appeared in Yang Xuan's hand. However, the blade was not pointed at Yue Qianlou. Instead, it was held horizontally at his waist.
Then, Yang Xuan endured the dizziness and said coldly, "If you take another step forward, Nannan will die."
The giant sword stopped. Yue Qianlou lowered his head and looked at his side.
There was no one.
He raised his head and looked at Yang Xuan's golden longsword. Behind the trembling blade, there was only a thin line. Nannan's face was pale.
The giant sword disappeared, and the overwhelming sword intent suddenly dissipated, as if it had never appeared at all.
Yue Qianlou's face became extremely pale. He stared at Yang Xuan and gritted his teeth. "You — Let — Her — Go — Or — I — Will — Tear — You — Into Pieces."
As soon as he finished speaking, a stronger aura than before soared into the sky. In an instant, the sky changed color, lightning flashed, and thunder rumbled.
However, this aura did not even exist for a second before it disappeared without a trace.
Because Yang Xuan tightened his grip on the longsword in his hand.
"Don't — Don't hurt Nannan, don't …" Yue Qianlou's aura completely disappeared. At this moment, his face was filled with anxiety and despair. His face was pale. He no longer looked like the fifth on the Ranking List of Young Masters, the Sword Saint of the generation.
Yang Xuan was slightly relieved. Although this method was not glorious, it was extremely effective for Yue Qianlou.
Other than this, he really could not think of any other way to escape.
"If you don't want me to kill Nannan, you have to promise me one thing," Yang Xuan said coldly.
"Say it."
"In the Forgotten Land, you can't attack me," Yang Xuan said lightly.
"Okay!" Yue Qianlou agreed without thinking, but his eyes were extremely cold.
The longsword dissipated. Yang Xuan pushed the air.
Yue Qianlou hurriedly made a move to catch it. He carefully protected Nannan, who actually did not exist, behind him.
Then, he faced Yang Xuan again. After a while, he said coldly, "You can leave!"
After that, he pulled Nannan's hand and turned to leave.
At the same time, the sword intent that had been coiling in Yang Xuan's body suddenly dissipated. This caused his wood spiritual energy to start circulating at full force, gradually healing his injuries.
Looking at Yue Qianlou's back, Yang Xuan's eyes flashed with a strange light.
In the next moment, Yang Xuan quickly moved and left the place.
After flying for dozens of miles, he sank into a naturally-formed cave and sat on the ground with his legs crossed.
He sat there for 24 hours. When Yang Xuan stood up again, his injuries had completely healed.
What hindered Yang Xuan's recovery was Yue Qianlou's sword intent. When Yue Qianlou withdrew his sword intent, the wood spiritual energy's powerful recovery ability was displayed.
After this fight with Yue Qianlou, he also knew the gap between him and the fifth on the Human Ranking List.
Since the gap between him and the fifth was so big, then the gap between him and Shen Yuguan was even bigger.
At this moment, his heart was full of desire to increase his strength.
Just as his mind was racing, he suddenly sensed that someone was talking not far away.
Hiding his figure, Yang Xuan crept over.
"Boss, is your news true? We have already gained a lot from entering the Forgotten Land this time. I don't think it's worth taking that risk. "
"This is what my master told me before he died. It can't be wrong."
"But that thing is really too precious. If it appears, it's very likely that we will fall into eternal damnation."
"A horse won't get fat without eating at night. A man won't get rich without a windfall. If you want to get rich, how can you do it without taking risks? With that thing, we can have a human expert as our master. From then on, we will be at the top. Wouldn't that be great? "
"That's true, but that place is really too dangerous. With our strength, I'm afraid that we will die."
"What are you afraid of? This time, I've made full preparations. There shouldn't be any problems."
"I keep feeling that something is wrong, but I'll listen to you."
"Don't worry. This time, we will definitely get the Chilling Heart Wood …"
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