Zhao Yun's hand was already trembling slightly. He absent-mindedly looked at the trembling half of Wei Dou's sword that had sunk into the sand, as if he was in a daze.
If Dugu Lian had attacked at this time, Zhao Yun would have already died. However, Dugu Lian seemed to have forgotten the purpose of this trip. He was only wailing mournfully, weeping bitterly as if he had gone mad.
"How can I be so weak?" Zhao Yun withdrew Wei Dou in a daze. His ears seemed to be filled with Wei Dou's painful roar.
His sea of consciousness was in a frenzy. However, a strong willpower supported his confidence on the verge of collapse. His heart was anxious but his mind was not chaotic. He quickly reflected on the reason for his defeat. "I must calm down. I must not be confused. I must take advantage of Dugu Lian's carelessness to regain my defeated confidence. "
"In terms of swordsmanship and strength, although Dugu Lian gives me an unfathomable feeling, it is impossible for him to send Wei Dou flying so easily. I can clearly feel that Dugu Lian's strength is far lower than Luo Tianjun, Wang Shaowei and the others. However, why is my sword unable to defeat his broken wine jar? What is the problem? "
At this time, Dugu Lian's cries became louder and louder. Although Zhao Yun was focused on thinking, he could not help but be attracted. He saw Dugu Lian pick up the wine jar again. He wailed, "I went to the west tower alone. The moon was like a hook. The lonely phoenix tree locked the autumn in the courtyard." He danced wildly.
This was originally an extremely laughable scene. However, Wei Dou suddenly cried out as if it had received a great impact. Almost at the same time, Zhao Yun's heart also felt a sense of urgency. His eyes flashed and he suddenly understood. "I understand the problem! No wonder Dugu Lian let me stand at the side and did not rush to make a move. He is definitely not being careless. Instead, he is continuously accumulating his strength in a futile attempt to kill me in one strike. In other words, he is actually also afraid of my strength! His swordsmanship should have displayed the realm of 'loneliness', making it difficult for me to break through his range. "
It turned out that Dugu Lian's nickname was "Lone Swordsman", and his swordsmanship was even more unconventional. It was based on "loneliness and self-pity", and he tried his best to create a sense of loneliness in his swordsmanship, causing his opponent to be unknowingly led by the nose and unable to break free from the cage of loneliness.
Before Gudu Lian came, he had obtained detailed information about Zhao Yun from the Hidden King. He was well aware of the brilliance of the "I Have My Own Realm". He did not dare to underestimate Zhao Yun, who could use the "My Decline Is Actually My Old Age". Therefore, he had specially chosen this desert as the place to battle. He wanted to use the boundless sky and the desolate desert to strengthen the loneliness in his swordsmanship.
According to Zhao Yun's usual perseverance, even if she was affected by the Solitary Swordsmanship, she would not be so easily thwarted. However, as luck would have it, the indescribable misunderstanding between Zhao Yun and Li Jiejie became the biggest factor in her current crushing defeat.
After the "Absolute Poison Competition", Zhao Yun's impression of Li Jiejie had unknowingly changed. Her unruly image in her impression had deepened day by day, and the feelings of love and pity had gradually dimmed. Although Li Jiejie still saved Ye Zhi in the end, a deep knot had been left in Zhao Yun's heart.
When they parted, Li Jiejie did not even say a word to urge her to stay, nor did she reveal any special feelings. This caused the sense of estrangement in Zhao Yun's heart to become even more serious. To a proud person like him, Li Jiejie's indifference was simply an insult.
The sisters Madame Haitang, Ye Zhi, Luo Yihong, and Hu Qing were all heavenly beauties. They all had deep feelings for Zhao Yun, causing Zhao Yun to feel even more proud and conceited. The last time they parted, Li Jiejie had given him a kiss and sweet words, but this time, she had treated him indifferently. That sentence, "Remember the green silk dress, everywhere you look for beautiful grass" was undoubtedly a sarcastic and poisonous whip that fiercely lashed Zhao Yun's heart.
His disappointed and lonely heart just had to fall into Dugu Lian's Solitary Swordsmanship, and it naturally suffered a fatal blow.
"Thinking about it, I'm also laughable. Although Li Jiejie has a place in my heart, how can she affect my emotions? I have Wei Dou's high hopes, Senior Brother's trust, Big Brother's expectations, Qing 'er, Lan' er, and all the other beauties' hearts, and Grandmaster's trust. When have I ever been lonely? With so many people accompanying me, how can I be defeated by mere loneliness? "
As Dugu Lian cried and danced wildly, the shocking scene of Zhao Yun resisting Xu Lianghu with a heavily injured body appeared in her mind. "As long as I dance the 'Desolate Solitary Dance' for a while more, using the power of heaven and earth to create an extremely sad and desolate momentum, Zhao Yun's mind will be completely controlled, and he will no longer be able to display the exquisiteness of the Green Lotus Sword Technique. Under the Snow Shadow Sword, there will be another lonely soul. And after killing Zhao Yun, a famous swordsman in the immortal forest, I will definitely be able to experience the feeling of loneliness better. When people are born, they are just lonely parasol trees in the end. Prosperity will eventually fall. "
Finally, the loneliness in Dugu Lian's heart reached its peak. With a "pa" sound, she randomly smashed the wine jar on the sand and stones. "When the waning flowers fall, loneliness sobers up."
The fragments of the wine jar flew in a split second, but the snow-white sword rose from the void in loneliness, turning into thousands of waning flowers. The sword shadows overlapped, and the sword qi crisscrossed, worshipping poetry and wine in the vast desert, the disappointment of the waning moon in the willows of Jiangnan.
Just as the Snow Shadow Sword was about to strike, Zhao Yun's left and right eyes emitted a golden divine light at the same time. Amidst the brilliance, a large green lotus leaped out from the sword tip, brazenly causing a drastic change in the weather, and the sword qi of loneliness swept in all directions.
"What's going on? Why did the Lonely Sword Technique suddenly lose its effect? " Dugu Lian even completely forgot her innate loneliness, and only surprise and fear remained in her eyes.
Trapped in the cage of loneliness, Zhao Yun, who should have been a fish on the chopping block, actually radiated an unparalleled power in an instant, breaking through the encirclement in one fell swoop, and even continuously accumulating momentum, creating the magnificent and vast realm of the peerless sword technique "My Path Is Not Lonely".
"With a heavy responsibility on my shoulders, I should do my best. My sword heart is clear, and then I will cut off the evil! "
This sword completely lacked the shadow of the Green Lotus Sword Technique, only Zhao Yun's sword heart that had become firmer after being perplexed.
"This journey forward is difficult, and I'm no longer afraid of being alone, because I've never been fighting alone."
Dugu Lian hurriedly used the "Lonely Beauty" sword technique again, letting out a long sorrowful cry, wanting to block the abundant sword intent that was approaching her.
However, Zhao Yun's sword was the right medicine for the problem, using "Not Lonely" against "Dugu".
Just like Wang Daoyang's scheme, as long as he openly stirred up the waves, he could drive away all the tricks.
The difference in the sword realm between the two was like the difference between heaven and earth. No matter how hard Dugu Lian tried, his tragic ending could not be changed.
The green lotus in the air grew larger and larger, instantly blowing away the Sorrowful Weeping Flower. It then spun slightly, sending out a strand of pure killing intent. It sped past Dugu Lian's chest without any obstruction.
"Bang!"
What fell to the ground and died was the lonely sword qi of self-pity.
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