Chapter 84: Exchange

It was hard to say whether the old man knew the youth was watching from below, so he deliberately put on a brave front and didn't retreat a single step.

Or perhaps he was also a leader among the newly promoted Heavenly Tower experts.

In any case, he was in high spirits now.

When he once possessed power, he didn't feel any different from ordinary people. Now, after being paralyzed for eighteen years and returning to the peak, even stepping into an unprecedented realm, leaping from the abyss to the mountain top, he perfectly realized this refreshing feeling.

Seeing Pei Ye drew his sword and threw it toward the sky with all his might. The old man hooked his finger, and the sword drifted into his hand.

The black cat stepped on his shoulder and shouted: "Don't fight Him; run toward the prefecture city, and meet up with the reinforcements from the Divine Capital!"

Yue Muzhou looked at it: "If I slaughter Him, isn't it the same?"

The old man extended two withered fingers, gently stroked the sword body from beginning to end, then flicked his finger, listening to the long sword hum, and let out a satisfied sigh.

"Come to the city tower to watch the sword!"

The old man left behind a sentence, and in the blink of an eye, he was gone. Focusing his eyes again, he was already a small black dot on the city tower, having engaged the Immortal Lord in the second round.

Seeing Pei Ye turned his head to look at the black cat on his shoulder and couldn't help but laugh.

The black cat glanced at him coldly: "What are you laughing at? You really are one of a kind."

Seeing Pei Ye knew it was referring to the time he forcibly helped Jing Ziwang. He was in the wrong on this, so he simply shut his mouth.

The black cat looked at the city tower with emerald eyes and said coldly: "Let's go, then, let's slaughter Him."

Fenghuai city tower.

The Immortal Lord looked at the flying old man with indifferent golden pupils, His entire body's power mobilizing section by section.

In fact, the previous exchange had already exceeded His expectations.

It wasn't just that it exceeded His estimation of the person's strength before the exchange; it even exceeded the future He had seen before His descent.

In that future, this thing should have had no power to fight back.

The obstacles He faced should have come from elsewhere, such as that sword, which had already erased nearly half of His consciousness to date.

And this thing should not have reached the time of "awakening." It was only a possible threat and hidden danger. The descent time He planned should have been enough to strangle it in the cradle.

But why did it suddenly rise?

The Immortal Lord knew that something must have gone wrong in some link, but now was not the time to solve the problem.

Now was the time to solve this thing.

The Immortal Lord breathed slowly, purple electricity generated between the friction of the scales, wandering over the entire dragon body, and frost fire clung to His arms, like a legendary divine general.

He took a step forward. In front, the old man came with his sword.

This time, both sides were truly using their full strength.

Frost fire obscured the sky in an instant, like a huge curtain, wrapping toward the tiny black-clothed figure within.

Yue Muzhou pulled his sword horizontally.

The sharp, condensed sword Qi rushed directly toward the Immortal Lord, ignoring those frost fires that were eyeing him covetously.

This sword was simple, plain, and the killing intent was blinding.

If Ming Qitian saw it, she would likely be unable to resist gripping her sword hilt, but if Seeing Pei Ye saw it, he likely wouldn't feel the amazement he felt when watching Ming Qitian's sword that day.

While it was true that watching a sword also required a threshold, the bigger reason was that Ming Qitian and Yue Muzhou's swords walked on two different paths.

Ming Qitian had practiced in the holy land of the world's sword path since she was young, growing up under the guidance of a generation of sword lords. From the beginning, she practiced the most peerless sword techniques and learned the most profound sword principles.

She was naturally the most top-tier peerless sword talent, and she was nourished by the most magnificent achievements in the history of the sword path, thus becoming truly peerless in the world.

And precisely because of this, that sword of hers that flew like an immortal from beyond the heavens that night left a deep mark in Seeing Pei Ye's heart, because that was the most beautiful form of the "sword."

Yue Muzhou was not so.

Yue Muzhou entered the bloody world of the Jianghu at the age of fourteen. His sword was fought out between life and death, using a crude sword forged by a village blacksmith, learning inferior sword techniques picked up from anywhere. During that time, he wouldn't think about what a "sword" was.

The sword was a tool for killing, and sword moves were techniques for killing.

Until countless sword strikes accumulated, and after the weapon of the sword was as easy to use as his own arm, he naturally entered the layer of "intent" and "reason."

It was not taught by others, but came entirely from his own experience of walking between life and death with the sword in the first half of his life.

So even after climbing to a higher level, his sword still carried an indelible blood color. What Ming Qitian said that night, "cold and deep," "asking the heart with blood," was precisely the insight of a top-tier eye.

So Yue Muzhou's sword had no mysterious and high-spirited temperament, let alone divine arts like the Seven Luminaries Sword Realm that generations of people had painstakingly studied. His sword was neither heavy nor high-class; it only poured in the ice and fire of his personality, and was created entirely by his own talent.

Making one look and know it was Yue Muzhou's sword!

The scales that had remained motionless before Ming Qitian's sword Qi were destroyed like dry wood before this sword, and the Immortal Lord's body was almost cut in half.

The surrounding purple electricity and frost fire wrapped around the old man in an instant, clashing violently with the Qi around him, like two armies that had heard the order to attack.

The Immortal Lord's cut body was as soft as mud. He didn't even condense back into a complete body. His upper body was still fighting with Yue Muzhou, while the flesh and blood on his waist and abdomen cut by the sword Qi directly condensed into sharp spear-like points in their broken form, stabbing directly at the old man.

Yue Muzhou's sword didn't retract at all. He stared at these majestic golden pupils, letting a sharp point pierce into his waist and abdomen, while he simultaneously lifted his long sword and cut directly into His throat from his chest and abdomen.

Then the sword Qi exploded, and he pressed this dragon body down like a shooting star to the foot of the mountain. The bursting sword Qi shattered the wood and stone within a radius of dozens of feet.

Dust flew like a giant wave, and in an instant, it was higher than the city wall. With such momentum, it seemed as if it wasn't two bodies that fell, but truly a shooting star.

Explosions were still occurring constantly in the dust, and the intensity of the fight between the two bodies inside could be seen from the soaring air waves.

Such a desperate fight lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour, and then several rapid thin lines were pulled out from the expanding dust cloud. Some fragments rushed out, and they gathered together, kneading back into the Immortal Lord's body in the air.

But it seemed a circle smaller.

The old man then slowly rose from the smoke and dust. His injuries were significantly more obvious, and blood flowed down from his chest and back, dyeing his black clothes a wet, sticky color.

But his body remained upright.

The Immortal Lord possessed perfect combat instincts, and in the fight, He should have been invincible.

But the two humans encountered today had brought Him injuries that could not be ignored.

Ming Qitian had injured Him in the game with the most profound achievements created by human cultivation civilization—"Sword Strategy," the Seven Luminaries Sword Realm, and Zhanxin Liuli.

Yue Muzhou leaned infinitely toward the animalistic end, using only the sword and Qi as claws and teeth, and engaged in the purest, simplest fight with Him.

And actually did not fall into a disadvantage. ===== CHAPTER 85 =====