In the middle of a vast mountain range, two sword-shaped peaks stood a hundred meters apart from each other under the sea of clouds.
These two sword-shaped peaks were very steep and looked like two magnified swords inserted into the ground. There was no place to climb.
The top of these two sword-shaped peaks was less than a hundred meters away from the sea of clouds. At the top of the peaks, there was a faint mist lingering around. Under the cover of the mist, the scenery at the top of the peaks was blurry and hazy. However, one could still vaguely see that at the top of the two sword-shaped peaks, there were two people standing there quietly like stone statues. They were motionless and only the wind in the sky blew their clothes and hair.
Among the two, one of them looked like a young man in his twenties. The young man was very handsome. His handsome facial features were flawless and could be said to be unparalleled in the world. He was simply the killer of all the young girls in the world. His pair of ordinary eyes had a unique attraction. It was very charming, as if it could capture one's soul.
The young man had long black hair that reached his waist. His long hair was not tied and was casually draped behind his back. It fluttered with the whistling wind. On the young man's back, there was a long sword wrapped in a thick layer of white cloth. Only the exquisite sword hilt could be seen. On the sword hilt, the two words "Qingfeng" were clearly engraved. But what was strange was that the sword was not tied to the young man's back. It was as if the sword was attached to the young man's back and did not fall off. This scene was very difficult to understand.
The young man's name was Jian Chen, and he was the most famous expert in the jianghu. He was also known as the Sword God, a grandmaster of the sword. His swift sword had already reached perfection, and he had reached the peak of perfection. However, he was only in his twenties.
The people of Jianghu knew very little about Jianchen. Other than knowing that he was an orphan and did not belong to any sect, they knew nothing about him. His origin was like a ball of mystery. No one knew where he learned his powerful martial arts and exquisite swordsmanship.
On the sword-shaped peak a hundred meters away from Jianchen, a tall man in a black robe stood facing him. He was an old man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties. He had white hair and a youthful complexion. His pair of old eyes were bright and piercing. His gaze was as sharp as a sword and no one dared to look him in the eye. In his hand was a thick black greatsword. Strangely, the greatsword did not have an edge.
This old man was a legendary figure who had disappeared from Jianghu for more than a hundred years — Dugu Qiubai. Dugu Qiubai was only his title. No one knew his real name and identity. This was because he was already an invincible super expert a hundred years ago. There were very few people who still knew some information about Dugu Qiubai in the world. Even so, his incomparable glory was still passed down from generation to generation. A hundred years later, his strength was even greater than before. No one knew how strong Dugu Qiubai was now.
Dugu Qiubai silently stared at Jianchen, who seemed to be in his twenties, a hundred meters away. His gaze was extremely sharp, as sharp as a blade. A cold glint flashed through his eyes from time to time.
"Jianchen, you're no weaker than the Old Man at such a young age. Your attainments in the Way of the Sword have reached a height that even the Old Man cannot compare to. It's a pity that you killed my only beloved disciple. I have to avenge him today no matter what," Dugu Qiubai said solemnly. Dugu Qiubai said in a deep voice. His seemingly calm tone was filled with a chilling killing intent.
Jianchen's expression was extremely calm as he stared at Dugu Qiubai. His white robes fluttered in the wind, and his waist-length hair danced wildly in the wind. He looked very dashing.
"You can't blame me for this. It was your disciple who offended me first. As for dying to my sword, he can only blame himself for not being skilled enough," Jian Chen's lips parted slightly as he nonchalantly said.
Dugu Qiubai was so angry that he laughed, "Good, good, good. What a 'not skilled enough'. Let's see how strong you are today. Let's see if you can kill the Old Man with that Breeze Sword of yours."
As he said that, Dugu Qiubai waved the Black Iron Heavy Sword in his hand. Suddenly, a powerful Sword Qi shot out from the sword and shot towards Jianchen, who was a hundred meters away.
Jianchen's expression was calm. Following the sound of a sword being unsheathed, the longsword on his back appeared in Jianchen's hand. The sword was four feet long and two fingers wide, and it emitted a silver-white glow. Following that, Jianchen stabbed out with the longsword in his hand. A powerful Sword Qi shot out from the sword at a speed that could not be seen with the naked eye.
"Boom!"
When the two Sword Qis collided, a deafening boom rang out. The powerful True Energy shockwaves spread out in all directions from the point of explosion, dispersing the faint mist that lingered in the surroundings.
Following that, Jianchen and Dugu Qiubai flew up at the same time, leaving the mountain they were standing on. They flew between two mountains and engaged in an intense battle in midair.
The two of them attacked at an incredibly fast speed, and the clashing and scraping sounds of weapons rang out ceaselessly in the air. Strong sword beams shot out from the two of them in a disorderly manner, creating large holes on the surrounding mountains and sending countless rocks down to the ground, thousands of zhang below.
In just a few breaths' time, Jianchen and Dugu Qiubai had exchanged hundreds of blows. When they landed on the two mountains again, both of them were in a sorry state. Their previously intact clothes were torn and tattered.
Dugu Qiubai looked at Jianchen with a serious expression. He said in a deep voice, "What a fast sword. No wonder no one in the jianghu can break your fast sword technique, but you still can't do anything to Old Man." Dugu Qiubai paused for a moment before continuing, "It'll be hard to determine the winner if we continue fighting like this. Why don't we use our strongest attacks at the same time? We'll decide the winner in one move." With that, Dugu Qiubai's Qi suddenly soared. It was like a huge sword piercing through the clouds.
Jianchen's expression became serious. Following that, he also released an extremely powerful Qi that was no weaker than Dugu Qiubai's.
Their auras continued to rise, blotting out the sky and filling up the entire sky. When their auras combined, they enveloped the entire mountain for thousands of li. Even the clouds in the sky were pierced by their auras and quickly dissipated. Fierce winds howled in the sky, producing ear-piercing cries of ghosts and howls of wolves. Within the mountain forest, countless birds and beasts cried out in fear. They quickly fled into the distance. Meanwhile, the auras of the two men on the mountain peak continued to grow stronger. They were preparing for their strongest attack.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
In the forest not far away, many small trees could not withstand the powerful Qi of the two people and snapped at the waist. They were then sent flying into the sky by the powerful Qi of the two people.
As Jianchen and Dugu Qiubai's Qi continued to soar, a powerful Qi appeared around their bodies. It spun rapidly around the two of them. The flowers and trees were bent under the pressure of the Qi of the two people. Countless trees swayed unsteadily.
At the same time, Jianchen's Light Wind Sword and Dugu Qiubai's Dark Iron Heavy Sword were both emitting a dazzling white light and a dark black light.
The Qi of the two people became stronger and stronger. In the end, Jianchen's entire body was covered in a thick layer of white light while Dugu Qiubai was covered in a layer of black light. The two people's figures were completely lost. Only two balls of dazzling light of opposite colors could be seen in the sky.
"Ying!"
The longsword in Jianchen's hand trembled lightly. At this moment, the longsword was shining with a dazzling sword light. The powerful Sword Qi was enough to make one's heart tremble. His long black hair danced wildly in the wind. His white robe also fluttered in the wind. His entire body was suspended in the air. He looked like a god of war, mighty and undefeatable.
When their imposing auras rose to the peak, both of them suddenly let out a furious roar that shook the heavens at the same time. Their voices shook the heavens, and it was like a deafening clap of thunder. After that, a gorgeous white light and an extremely dark black light collided with each other at the speed of lightning, and they passed each other in an instant ….
There was no sound of collision as expected. When everything calmed down, Jianchen and Dugu Qiubai had already switched places. They were now standing a hundred meters apart on top of two mountains. Both of their faces were extremely pale. Fresh blood quickly flowed out of Jianchen's chest, dying his white robe red. When the two of them passed each other at lightning speed, Dugu Qiubai's sword had already pierced through his heart.
As for Jianchen, he had already lost his entire right arm. Without his right arm, he no longer had the strength to hold his sword. The Dark Iron Heavy Sword in his right hand had already fallen down the cliff. When he pierced through Jianchen's heart, he also lost an arm.
Jianchen quietly stood on top of the mountain. A trace of blood slowly flowed out of his mouth. His complexion became paler and paler. In just a short moment, he was as pale as a sheet of paper. His heart was pierced through by Dugu Qiubai's sword. He was in a hopeless situation where death was certain.
"Hahaha …" Suddenly, Dugu Qiubai burst into laughter on the opposite mountain: "Jianchen, with your talent, given a few more years, Old Man would definitely be no match for you. What a pity, even though you aren't much weaker than the Old Man right now, you still lost to him in the end." Having said that, Dugu Qiubai sighed: "Sigh … It's indeed a pity that a genius of a generation will die in the hands of the Old Man. However, the Old Man had no choice but to do this in order to avenge his disciple."
Jianchen slowly closed his eyes as he sensed his life slipping away. He seemed very calm at this moment. Perhaps life and death didn't matter much to him. After all, Jianchen had killed many people during his years of wandering the world. His only regret was that he wouldn't have the chance to explore the pinnacle of the dao of the sword in the future.
While Jianchen was immersed in this emotionless state, a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his mind. At this crucial moment, Jianchen's soul seemed to have fused with the sword in his hand. He was the sword and the sword was him. There was no distinction between him and the sword. It was as if the sword in his hand had become a part of his soul.
At the same time, strands of pure and powerful worldly energy descended from the heaven and earth. They flowed into Jianchen's head and perfectly fused with his soul. Jianchen could clearly feel his' soul 'growing at an unbelievable speed. At the same time, his soul seemed to have left his body and flown into the endless wilderness. At this moment, Jianchen could see everything within ten miles clearly in his mind. He could even sense the movements of the mosquitoes on the ground.
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