This move, I Am Drunk For Sleeping, emphasized on the absence of self and mind, without a trace of emotion. When the sword was drawn, one would let nature take its course. There was no need to force it, and the sword intent would come out naturally.
However, Zhao Yun's mind was filled with guilt and discomfort at this moment. He couldn't stay calm at all due to his chaotic thoughts. Although he had already driven the hundred thoughts out of his sea of consciousness and barely entered the realm of selflessness, he was still forcing himself to force himself. But at this moment, Anatta was just a stubborn pursuit, deceiving his own rationality. In reality, he had never faded away.
The three words "You Are Gone" in the sword move represented a state of mind without any worries or reluctance. On the other hand, Zhao Yun really didn't want Ling Ye Lai to leave at this moment. He couldn't bear to stab her with such a powerful sword move.
Therefore, when he brandished his sword, although the sword aura was unhindered, the sword light was dazzling, and it was full of power, he had already lost the charm of this move. He couldn't unleash its peak power at all.
The white lotuses in the sky fell quietly, sweeping away the prosperity of the ancient times and seeing the vicissitudes of life. Under the soft light of the Luminous Pearl, they were like cold snowflakes on the ground. Without any effort, they buried Zhao Yun's soaring sword light in ice, leaving behind a vast expanse of whiteness.
Ling Ye Lai stood charmingly among the white lotuses on the ground. She was even more like a fairy among the lotuses. She was thin and weak, but there was a sense of stubbornness lingering around her. "You want to kill me? This level isn't enough. In front of the divine sword Ice Mongoose, what's the use of your so-called ninth sword move? "
"Hiss!"
The crowd couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. "Fairy Ling, is she really??? She's so powerful that she defies the natural order! " When they saw that Zhao Yun could also kill a Nascent Soul cultivator with one sword move and fought with Ling Ye Lai for a long time, they thought that the difference in strength between the two was not big. However, when they saw that Ling Ye Lai easily broke Zhao Yun's ultimate sword move as if nothing had happened, they realized that Ling Ye Lai's cultivation was already beyond their ability to see through.
Zhao Yun panted heavily, her expression extremely ugly. She thought to herself, "Even the ninth move can't do anything to her! Could it be that I can only watch helplessly as she defeats me and I die in front of her? " Suddenly he felt a biting cold air assaulting him; it was Ling Ye Lai's quick sword attack again, like a squall or a shower of rain, he wanted to end the battle quickly.
Zhao Yun gritted her teeth fiercely and rushed forward again. Using speed against speed, her True Qi that had not fully recovered was quickly consumed, and she gradually felt powerless.
Song Jiang's face was full of joy as he said, "Sect Leader, Junior Martial Sister Ling's swordsmanship has already reached this level. It seems like victory is in our grasp. Although I've already cultivated three avatars, I'm afraid I won't be able to withstand a single strike from her. "
Ziwei nodded and said, "That's right. Ye 'er's innate talent and comprehension can be said to be one in a million. Even I couldn't imagine that she could have such attainments." His voice was slightly soft as he said, "That little girl from Mount Shu is known as the number one swordsmanship talent, but compared to Ye 'er, heh, she can only be compared to a jackdaw meeting a phoenix. She doesn't even dare to raise her head." However, he thought in his heart, "After capturing Zhao Yun, the first thing to do is to torture and interrogate him to confirm where he learned the Azure Lotus Sword Technique. If it really came from the Master of Jibao Pavilion, and Zhao Yun is indeed unrelated to Zihui, then I don't have to guard against Ye 'er anymore. Even if she's dissatisfied with my actions, she's still biased towards the Lingyun Temple. She's a sharp sword that's unparalleled in my grasp. Wherever she goes, she can destroy any sect that doesn't accept her. She's closely related to my future plans. What's more, I've watched her grow up and have already treated her as a daughter. If it's not a last resort, I really can't bear to kill her. "
Forty moves passed in the blink of an eye, but Zhao Yun still couldn't find an opportunity to break out of the encirclement. He was battered and exhausted under the rain of swords.
Ling Ye Lai ruthlessly sent out killing moves while coldly saying, "You want to kill me? How can you only have this little skill? You've really disappointed me. It seems like you can only take revenge in your next life. "
The crowd of heroes roared with laughter. "Haha, Fairy Ling actually knows how to be witty. Let's see if Zhao Yun isn't embarrassed at all! " "Zhao Yun can be considered quite powerful, but when he meets Fairy Ling, he's like a mouse meeting a cat. He's completely restrained. According to my judgment, Zhao Yun will definitely withdraw his sword and fall to the ground in less than thirty moves." "I find it strange. What qualifications does Zhao Yun have to laugh at Fairy Ling? Speaking of which, his biggest characteristic is his arrogance. Look at how he called for the ten great sect leaders to come up together as soon as he got on the stage. Aiyoyo, thinking back on this, I really want to laugh my little heart out. "
Zhao Yun looked at Ling Ye Lai's cold eyes and looked at her pale and haggard face. Suddenly, his heart moved. He actually understood the hidden meaning in her complicated eyes. Immediately, a warm current surged through his body. He couldn't control himself and almost looked up to the sky to howl. "She doesn't hate me! Ling Ye Lai doesn't hate me. Instead, he's deliberately provoking me with words so that I must defeat her. "
His fiery eyes collided with Ling Ye Lai's deep gaze in mid-air. There were thousands of words in his mouth, but the one he wanted to say the most was, "Master, I'm sorry!"
Ling Ye Lai was greatly astonished. He was also stunned. "Why did his eyes suddenly become like this? Didn't he really want to kill me? Why is it now???? It's also strange. After fighting with him personally, I realized that his sword strength is far less powerful than I imagined. Although I've already controlled forty percent of my true Qi, if he doesn't pull himself together, I can't delay it any longer. If I don't take down Zhao Yun within twenty moves, Martial Uncle will definitely realize that I'm being merciful. When the time comes, strict orders will be issued. For the sake of Lingyun Temple's reputation, I can only do my best. As for him???? He can forget about escaping this inescapable trap. "
When the bystanders saw Zhao Yun's eyes widen as if they were about to spit fire, they thought that the master and disciple were glaring at each other because of hatred. Who knew that it wasn't the case at all. At this moment, Zhao Yun's heart was constantly churning. He was deeply indebted to his master and had no way to repay him. He was terrified and uneasy.
"Ling Ye Lai is so considerate of me. How can I let her be threatened by the Ziwei? If I don't do my best, I'll really be letting her down. I can only blame my lack of swordsmanship. If I had Luo Tianjun's strength, I could tell her the truth and not let her be in any danger. How can there be so many misunderstandings? How can I hurt her time and time again? "
As the saying goes, one is moved by extreme emotions. At this moment, Zhao Yun's heart was filled with self-reproach. His terrified state of mind matched with his sword intent. His resentment flowed unconsciously into his sword move. As if his right hand was out of control, it naturally reappeared with the eighth move of Green Lotus Sword Technique, "My Decline Is My Age"!
The pure and heartfelt sound of Hua Nishang's sorrowful flute reverberated in his ears. It increased his depression and made the sword move that was slowly thrusting out be filled with a sense of weakness. It was like the bleak autumn wind and the sad song of fallen leaves, full of regret and unwillingness.
"This move is so powerful! You really didn't disappoint my expectations. "
The expression in Ling Ye Lai's eyes changed slightly. He didn't know whether to feel bitter or happy in his heart. He condensed sixty percent of his true Qi on his sword and faced the attack head-on.
The Mighty Fighting Divine Sword slowly advanced. The sixty feet of cold light on the Ice Mongoose Divine Sword completely dissipated. Then, out of everyone's expectations, it actually pierced into Ling Ye Lai's chest with a thud.
Zhao Yun coldly pulled out the sword, bringing out the blood that she couldn't bear to see the most. She brought out the deepest regret in her heart. "Do you see it? This is the power of the eighth move of Green Lotus Sword Technique. "
"A sword for a sword. Cough, cough. This is also good. I just didn't expect that I would actually lose to you. "Ling Ye Lai smiled bitterly, but his face was full of relief.
"Hateful!" Ziwei flew up to the arena at lightning speed and put a "Heavenly King Pill" into Ling Ye Lai's mouth. He casually sent out a "Heaven Earth Essence Palm", and the domineering and powerful force instantly threw Zhao Yun out.
Zhao Yun did not have the strength to resist at all. Together with his sword, he rolled down the martial arts stage. Her head touched the ground, staining a path of blood.
"This, this, this????"
The crowd was so shocked that they couldn't speak. Their eyes were filled with shock and confusion. They really couldn't understand why Ling Ye Lai would lose to this unremarkable sword.
"Night comes!"
The sound of the flute stopped abruptly. Hua Nishang stood up from his seat in shock, but was pressed down by Chu Bi Rou. Chu Bi Rou said softly, "Lingyun Temple has its own plans. Don't be anxious."
Zhang Yunlong revealed a fearful expression and muttered to himself, "It's this move, it's this move."
Zhang Shentong asked, "Is this the sword that killed 30 Golden Elixir experts of my Tenshidō and broke my Four Symbols Illusionary Spirit Formation?"
"Yes. Uncle, his sword is so terrifying. It doesn't seem like a sword technique that Immortal Grove can have. "
Zhang Shentong nodded and said, "Even if I face this sword personally, I don't have 100% confidence to receive it. Zhao Yun is so young. How can she use such a powerful sword technique? Unless it's????? "
Ziwei scolded fiercely, "Evil creature, you dare to commit murder in front of me!" However, due to the rules set by the various sects, he couldn't personally capture Zhao Yun as the Sect Master. He could only carry Ling Ye Lai down the stage first.
Song Jiang went up and asked, "Sect Master, how is Junior Martial Sister Ling?"
Ziwei put down Ling Ye Lai and ordered people to take care of her carefully. He then said, "Fortunately, the Ice Heart Technique she cultivates is extremely cold true qi. The evil creature's sword didn't pierce her heart. Although the Yin energy invaded her body, it wasn't a big problem. After taking the Heavenly King Pill and adjusting her breath for a few days, she will be able to recover. "
Song Jiang looked at Zhao Yun and sighed, "I didn't expect Zhao Yun to be so powerful in such a short time. If it was me, I'm afraid it would be hard to keep my life. Now that Lingyun Temple is considered to have lost, wouldn't Zhao Yun be able to get away with it? "
Ziwei's face turned cold and said, "I guess the reason why that evil creature can cultivate so fast is most likely because of the Seven Demons Stele. Therefore, we must control him. Even Ye 'er can't defeat him. There shouldn't be any suitable candidates in the other sects. "
Song Jiang asked, "Sect Master, do you have a plan? If the ten great Sect Masters don't personally take action, it will be difficult to capture Zhao Yun. However, if the ten great Sect Masters take action, I'm afraid it will be difficult to obtain the final control. "
"For now, they will have to worry about this problem first. My Lingyun Temple is the strongest. No matter what decision they make, they have to look at my face. I'll take a compromise. No matter what, we must have Zhao Yun in our hands. "
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