After Zhao Yun and Ren Wuming said "please" to each other, neither of them actually made the first move. They each gripped their sword hilts tightly and firmly locked onto each other's aura, waiting for the moment the other party revealed a flaw.
In the hall, only the soft voice of Cui Shuhua and Nantian Immortal could be heard. It seemed calm and peaceful. But everyone's eyes did not dare to leave the two people in their hearts for a moment. They all retracted their gazes and waited with bated breaths. Their hearts were like wild horses galloping wildly. They were actually more nervous than when they were fighting with their own swords. They knew that behind these two people's resolute eyes were turbulent turbulence surging. Perhaps monstrous waves would be set off in the next instant.
Li Jiejie's expression gradually became solemn. "Ren Wuming is unknown in Immortal Grove, but looking at his sword holding technique and the position of his feet, although he is standing still, it seems as if thousands of sword qi are crisscrossing. This sword of his has at least twenty years of painstaking effort to be able to possess such a terrifying aura. Ugly guy, this round of yours is not so easy to pass. "
She subconsciously glanced at Ye Zhi from the corner of her eyes and intercepted the concern and hope that beautiful woman cast at Zhao Yun. Then, she dug out the ghastly pale color hidden behind that face, and her heart inexplicably ached.
Zhao Yun was completely focused on Ren Wuming. He simply had no time to care about these little girls' feelings. The two of them seemed to be isolated in a space-time cage. There was no one else in this world, only him and Ren Wuming.
Time slowly and swiftly disappeared. Although the two of them did not make a move, Zhao Yun felt exhausted, as if he had already fought with Ren Wuming for thousands of rounds.
He seemed to be in a vast desert, with hurricanes sweeping up the sand, wanting to swallow him. He seemed to be in a vast sea, with huge waves rolling over, wanting to suffocate him. He seemed to be in a lonely city, with black clouds covering the sky and the sun, wanting to make him terrified.
But what made Zhao Yun's mind tremble the most was Ren Wuming's miraculous transformation. In this world, Ren Wuming's originally ordinary and mediocre appearance gradually became solemn and dignified, appearing ethereal and mysterious. He was like a Buddha statue that stood above all things, and he stared intently with two cold gazes.
Zhao Yun understood that Ren Wuming's expression did not change. Everything was caused by Ren Wuming's sword aura. But it was precisely because he understood this reason that he was even more shocked. Merely in terms of imposing aura, he was on par with Luo Tianjun, Fu Tianjun, and the other peerless experts, and he'd absolutely never fallen into a slight disadvantage like he did at this moment. Although it could be said that Ren Wuming was using his full strength, and Luo Tianjun was just casually looking around, the two of them could not be compared. However, it could still be seen that Ren Wuming had a profound understanding of the way of aura.
For a moment, a strong impulse surged in Zhao Yun's heart. She wanted to use her strongest sword to end this boundless confrontation and break this invisible pressure. However, just as the tip of his sword was about to move, a sense of danger rose up, causing him to suppress the urge to forcefully attack regardless of the consequences.
"Ren Wuming is as tall as a city wall. His defenses are tight and impenetrable. If I were to attack hastily, I would definitely be defeated. He couldn't be anxious. He had to calm down. Although he forced me into such a sorry state, he definitely did not have it easy himself. From the beginning, Ren Wuming wanted to use his imposing aura to annoy me and make me attack impatiently. Heh, I will not let him do as he wishes. This sword battle is not only a competition of swordsmanship, but also a competition of patience and perseverance. "
Zhao Yun made up her mind. She emitted the realization of being on the brink of death dozens of times into her sword aura. Although she was still at a slight disadvantage, she was as steady as Mount Tai. Despite the howling of the wind and the roaring of the waves, she was just a small boat gazing at the moon.
Ren Wuming's lifelong sword aura was unable to make Zhao Yun yield. A wisp of bitterness appeared in his heart. "I buried my name in the sand for thirty years and traveled the world just to get rid of the rough refinement and purify my sword aura. I only thought that I had some achievements in swordsmanship and sword aura, but unexpectedly, I couldn't even subdue a junior. This stalemate is useless and will only exhaust my confidence. I have no choice but to fight with all my strength. "
With a change of thought, Ren Wuming raised all his Qi-Yuan. His eyes revealed a sharp light again. He suddenly recited a self-pitying poem, "Listening to the rain from ten thousand miles away, I travel alone, my sword is nameless." The Overflow Rain Sword in his hand suddenly transformed into a thousand beams of green light, whistling out his lifelong obsession.
The moment Ren Wuming drew his sword, Zhao Yun felt her heart relax. The sword in her hand also moved along with the momentum. The tip of her sword rose and the Four Symbols Vital Energy blended into a pure Yin aura. The sword split the desert, split the giant sea, and slashed down a lonely city. The unparalleled mighty power was like a black dragon soaring from the abyss, its scales and claws flying, like a tiger roaring in the valley, all beasts were frightened, like a falcon testing its wings, like a red sun rising from the east, worshipped by all living things.
"Clang!"
The Overflow Rain Sword immediately broke into two pieces. Ren Wuming was also thrown to the door, forcefully crashing through the solid black iron. He stood up shakily and swallowed fresh blood. He stared at the broken half of the sword in his hand in a daze. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the high-spirited youth, "The moment you drew your sword, I already knew that I would lose without a doubt. Zhao Yun, your understanding of the sword, your dedication to the sword, makes me sigh and admit my inferiority. I am wholeheartedly convinced. The path of the sword will depend on you to bring it to greater heights. "
Cui Shuhua leaped and took out a white elixir, "Mr. Ren, quickly consume this elixir to nourish your Qi-Yuan."
Ren Wuming shook his head and said, "The Overflow Rain Sword is interrupted, and the Might Dominates. There is no need for me to waste the elixir." He coughed and said, "Master Li, you said that I haven't forgotten fame and fortune. Although I refuted it, I deeply agree with you in my heart. Ha, I overestimated myself. I've made a fool of myself. From now on, I will change my name to Ren Duanjian. From now on, there will be no Ren Wuming in Immortal Grove. "
Zhao Yun looked at Ren Duanjian's defeated appearance and blurted out, "When has the sword ever been divided into a name and a nameless? It's just one heart. With your infatuation with the sword, the three words Ren Duanjian may not be unable to open a new chapter in the path of the sword. "
The one who offended the Li Family was Wang Shaowei. The battle with Ren Duanjian was also to vent Li Jiejie's anger. As for Ren Duanjian himself, not only did Zhao Yun not hate him, he was a little touched instead. How could he be the only one in Immortal Grove who was infatuated with the sword?
Ren Duanjian was stunned and suddenly laughed loudly towards the sky, "Haha, you're right! Miracle Doctor, I will have to go back on my words. Two great favors, I will entrust them to another day. "
Wang Shaowei reached out and clapped three times, sighing, "The battle between two famous swords, although it's only one move, it also makes me want to compete for supremacy. Zhao Yun, our agreement still counts. When you step into the Supreme Stage, I will have a good battle with you. "
Zhao Yun said proudly, "I will definitely keep you company."
Wang Shaowei said with a smile, "Li Jiejie, first congratulations on finding a good husband, but the result will let you understand what kind of world you missed out on. Farewell, you don't plan to keep me, right? "
Li Jiejie sneered, "I'm only afraid that once you return to the Wang Family, you will be beaten by the old man."
Wang Shaowei waved his palm, and the black iron door with a big hole in it ignited with red flames, instantly turning into a sea of fire. Wang Shaowei stepped out of the door as if there was no one around, laughing non-stop along the way.
Those servants also entered the fire circle with bitter faces, but each and every one of them turned into charcoal roasted pigs. The stench assailed their nostrils, and it was even hotter than the high temperature.
Ding Liuyun cried out loudly, "Such a good door, and it was burned just like that! What a wastrel! " Suddenly, he came to a realization, "Cough, cough, I forgot. He burned the Li Family's door, so he didn't feel any heartache at all. This Young Master Wang, I really can't stand it. I still admire you the most, but I don't know if you still have any gold beads on you? This old beggar doesn't have a single copper coin on me! "
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