The gigantic arena floated in the sky.
On the arena, there was a battle platform condensed from boundless origin energy. It surged with the light of a formation, and from afar, it looked like it had materialized.
Under everyone's gaze, the two figures on the arena turned into two figures and flashed towards each other.
"Boom …"
A huge storm of sword qi completely erupted on the arena. The terrifying might made people worry if the arena could withstand it.
A bone-chilling killing intent enveloped the sky, and it was as if the temperature of the world had suddenly dropped by dozens of degrees.
At this moment, almost everyone's eyes were fixed on the two figures in the sky.
They all knew that the battle between these two geniuses was a tit for tat. As the saying went, when two tigers fought, one would definitely be injured.
When a boy on the Dao Sect's seats saw the long sword in Ye Wushuang's hand, he immediately went forward and whispered to the Daoist priest in front of him, "Grandmaster, that sword looks familiar …"
The Daoist priest's gaze then landed on the long sword in Ye Wushuang's hand, and his pupils constricted, "Wasn't this sword taken away by someone? How did it appear in this brat's hands? "
To the ten high sects, there was a humiliation.
It was the person who had taken away Ye Wushuang's sword and killed the supreme paragons of the ten high sects outside Border Dragon City.
The ten high sects had tried everything they could, but they could not find out the identity of the man in the conical hat. Unexpectedly, the sword that the other party had taken away had appeared in Ye Wushuang's hands.
"Could it be that the person wearing the conical hat that day was this brat?"
The Daoist priest took a deep look at Ye Wushuang, and a cold smile appeared on his old face, "Great, Ye Wushuang. How dare he play a double game under the nose of the ten high sects!"
…
In the arena.
Su Qilin stood in the air, his figure turning into dozens of afterimages, making it difficult for others to catch him.
"Boom …"
With a wave of his hand, a sword gleam bloomed in his hand. Then, like lightning, it slashed at Ye Wushuang with a sharp sound.
In just an instant, the sword gleam landed in front of Ye Wushuang. Under this shocking sword gleam, the surrounding space faintly distorted.
But almost at the same time.
Sword intent exploded from Ye Wushuang's body. Majestic sword qi surrounded him, forming a terrifying sword qi storm with him as the center.
Just as the sword light was about to hit him, he moved. His cold eyes looked at the sword light that was slashing at him.
In the depths of his star-like eyes, a bright sword light shadow appeared, exuding a vast Emperor's might.
"Bang … …"
As the sword light in his eyes flickered, Su Qilin's sword light suddenly shattered.
"Hua …"
Everyone who had been paying attention to the battle cried out in surprise when they saw this scene.
Many people felt that the sword gleam that Su Qilin had slashed over had collapsed before they even saw Ye Wushuang attack.
The expression of Sword Sect's First Peak's peak master, Old Man Mysterious Sword, changed. He seemed to have thought of something, "This is a sword intent attack!"
As soon as he finished speaking, all the members of the Sword Sect present here were astounded.
Sword intent attack, as the name suggested, could be used to fight the enemy. At this stage, sword cultivators were no longer limited to weapons.
To them, every flower, every blade of grass, every tree, and anything in this world, including their own consciousness, was a weapon.
As for the path of sword cultivation, it was divided into sword gleams, sword qi threads, comprehension of sword intent, and sword intent. After that, it was sword intent attack!
There were over ten thousand people in the entire Sword Sect, and most of them were still at the stage of sword qi threads. Only an extremely small number of elites could reach the stage of sword intent release.
As for sword intent attack, in the entire Sword Sect, only the Sword Sect's sect master, Ling Xuanzi, could achieve this. Even the few supreme giants in the sect could not do it.
That was why the Sword Sect's First Peak's peak master, Old Man Mysterious Sword, turned pale when he saw Ye Wushuang silently break Su Qilin's sword gleam.
As soon as he said that, all the Sword Sect disciples looked at Ye Wushuang in a different way.
Even the Sword Sect's sect master, Ling Xuanzi, who was sitting on the lotus platform, had a ripple in his eyes.
Under countless gazes, Ye Wushuang's white robe fluttered without any wind, and the sword gleam in his eyes flickered a few more times.
An invisible sword intent swayed lightly, and it seemed to tear through space and time as it slashed towards Su Qilin.
Su Qilin's heart trembled. He suddenly had a feeling that his perception seemed to have lost its effect at that moment.
Whoosh …
It was this brief moment of absent-mindedness that allowed the invisible sword intent to approach him. Su Qilin calmly dodged to the side.
A gentle breeze blew past his face, followed by a strand of long hair that fluttered in the breeze.
Looking at this scene, the entire First Peak seemed to be silent at this moment. Their eyes were filled with shock.
Su Qilin actually lost a strand of his long hair under Ye Wushuang's sword intent attack? If his reaction had been a moment slower, wouldn't it be …
"This little bastard actually comprehended a sword intent attack …" The First Peak's peak master, Old Man Mysterious Sword, did not hide the envy and jealousy on his face.
In his opinion, the reason why Ye Wushuang was able to defeat Su Qilin was entirely because of the strange and unpredictable sword intent attack that could be touched but not touched.
"Good, very good!"
"Looks like you've improved a lot in the past two months!"
Su Qilin gently stroked his temples, and the indifference on his face immediately vanished. When he looked at Ye Wushuang again, there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
Two months ago, he had single-handedly suppressed this young man in white. He did not expect him to grow to such an extent in just two months.
If he was allowed to continue growing, his future could be imagined. Thinking to this point, a trace of killing intent truly arose in his heart.
"Violet Sun Sword!"
A long roar shook the world, and a sword gleam suddenly bloomed from between Su Qilin's brows.
In the end, the sword gleam landed in Su Qilin's hand and turned into a long sword. The long sword swallowed and spat out purple energy. It was only three feet long, but it was like a purple dragon spiraling in his hand.
The moment he saw the sword, the Daoist from Dao Sect stood up in shock, "What sword is this? There's actually so much purple energy on it? "
"I've never seen this sword before!"
"This sword must be a legendary spirit treasure!"
At this moment, countless powerhouses stood up one after another. The Devil Sect's powerhouse's expression also changed. He stared fixedly at the long sword with a trace of bewilderment in his eyes.
Almost at that instant, the Sword Sect's Ninth Peak.
The figure sitting on the cold spring suddenly opened his eyes. His gaze was like lightning as he shot straight at the First Peak, "Looks like I'm right. This kid is the one from 500 years ago …"
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