Chapter 120

"I say, Li Xiaozu Li, you are still the best. With this one move of yours, you knocked down all other flying swords. The top thirty-six are all from our Shuzhong Xuanmen. When the time comes to show off in the sword dueling field, they will all be our own people. Wonderful, truly wonderful!"

Among the thirty-six flying swords traveling side by side, there was an orange sword, and the thought attached to the sword transmitted such an idea.

This wasn't easy; it had high requirements for willpower, especially at such a high altitude.

The scorching sunlight, the whistling wind, and the cold clouds would all hurt the thought, so many people couldn't reach this height by controlling their swords.

But this person could still clearly express his thoughts.

Upon hearing this, Li Yingqiong smiled. Although that wasn't her original intention, hearing someone say so, she naturally wouldn't explain, just treat it as her original intention.

She recognized this flying sword; it was Yuan Yongzhen's flying sword from Qingcheng Mountain.

In the Shuzhong Xuanmen, although Qingcheng Mountain was suppressed by Emei, they were never convinced by Emei, always comparing themselves to Emei in everything, always wanting to suppress Emei in return. It was the sect her master found most troublesome.

Today, regarding this matter, she, Li Yingqiong, thought of a good idea and also took a good lead. In the midst of ten thousand swords flying together, knocking down other flying swords and only keeping those of the Shuzhong Xuanmen—how glorious that would sound when spread out. Which sect in the world today could practice flying swords as universally as Shuzhong? Everyone in the sect practiced it. They joined forces to attack other flying swords; it was truly simple.

In fact, that was exactly what they did.

If this matter spread back to Shuzhong, spread back to Emei, who wouldn't be grateful to her, Li Yingqiong?

Her master and mistress would definitely be proud of her!

A thought also transmitted from "Taibai Zhirui", proving Li Yingqiong's equally extraordinary willpower:

"Master often says that the Shuzhong Xuanmen are connected by the same breath and branches. Only by uniting can we let the Xuanmen influence walk out of Western Shu and spread throughout the universe. I did this as part of my duty."

Yuan Yongzhen wanted to laugh. She was getting carried away. But having such a blockhead was also good. If there were any complaints from the owners of the knocked-down flying swords or their sects later, just push it all onto Emei. It was enough that his own sect picked up the bargain.

At this time, he said again,

"Li Xiaozu Li, that first flying sword was indeed not easy to deal with. It's still your good eye that you besieged him with fellow disciples from the beginning. It's just that it implicated your two fellow disciples and broke their flying swords, which gave us two more spots. I wonder what background that person has?"

Yuan Yongzhen said with a smile. This was what satisfied him most. Now, of the thirty-six flying swords flying high, Emei only had three. But fifteen disciples from Qingcheng Mountain came, and thirteen flying swords were still flying high at this moment! The other two were really because their willpower wasn't enough to keep up, not because they were knocked down.

Of the rest, Heming Mountain occupied eight, Qingyang Palace seven, and Jinniu Palace five.

In fact, there were still some in these three sects who could fly high, but they were all persuaded to go down by these people, who moved them with emotion, reasoned with them, and proclaimed the great righteousness.

Every sect had a tacit understanding, and it was thanks to Emei's understanding of the situation this time that there was no situation where the speed was pulled apart just to grab the limelight. Several with high abilities deliberately suppressed their speed to take care of those with poor abilities. The thirty-six flying swords were almost at the same height, advancing side by side.

Saying thirty-six was thirty-six, not one more or less, neat and tidy, which could better reflect their Shuzhong Xuanmen's control over the flying sword field!

This was even more to let the world know that flying swords came from Shuzhong!

However, what Li Yingqiong was most dissatisfied with was the small number of people, so she immediately said:

"There is no background, just relying on a high-grade flying sword. Now that his flying sword is broken, he won't be able to make much of a climate. As for my two fellow disciples, it was truly due to carelessness!"

Yan Renying and Zhou Qingyun were silent, not saying a word, letting Li Yingqiong chat and laugh with other sects.

At this time, he heard Yuan Yongzhen say again,

"Li Xiaozu Li is right. It's truly a great teacher producing great disciples. By the way, speaking of this, we admire Master Miaoyi's big move and big style even more, actually merging Biyun Nunnery into Emei. Emei's momentum is rising again, making us feel shocked!"

As soon as these words came out, the "Xuan Sha" sword, which had been flying steadily, suddenly shook, disrupting the formation.

"What did you say?"

Yan Renying's thought transmitted from the "Xuan Sha" sword. A thought could not only convey words but also fully express emotions. Now, this sentence fully conveyed Yan Renying's shock, and a trace of anger.

"Eh, Fellow Daoist Yan, don't you know?"

Yuan Yongzhen's thought also fully conveyed his surprise, but it was unknown whether this emotion was his true emotion or pretended.

"It was just before the sword dueling meeting started, when we were in the lower realm. Now, there is no Dujun Mountain Biyun Nunnery, only Dujun Mountain Emei Branch Office!"

No Dujun Mountain Biyun Nunnery... No Dujun Mountain Biyun Nunnery...

This sentence echoed repeatedly in Yan Renying's mind, and the "Xuan Sha" sword was tottering.

"Senior Brother Yan! Senior Brother Yan!"

Li Yingqiong's thought echoed in the high sky, trying to wake Yan Renying up.

But now Yan Renying only repeated that sentence in his heart, hearing nothing and daring to think of nothing.

And so "Xuan Sha" fell.

Yuan Yongzhen was a bit surprised. He didn't expect Yan Renying to react so strongly. He was naturally happy that Emei had one less sword, but the thirty-six swords were no longer complete.

Everyone was looking at "Xuan Sha", but didn't notice that "Yuepo's" reaction was also not calm.

Zhou Qingyun couldn't help but think, would Mount Huangshan also become an Emei branch one day?

It was also at this moment that two fiery red flying swords suddenly broke into their formation and appeared in the Yingyue Mirror.

And those thirty sword masters hadn't figured out what was going on, only seeing the two suddenly appearing crimson flying swords spinning horizontally, their wide sword bodies slapping "Taibai Zhirui" from left and right.

Not slashing, but slapping.

The huge force, the harsh sound, and the scorching solar fire magic intent almost dissipated the thought Li Yingqiong attached to "Taibai Zhirui".

She immediately turned "Taibai Zhirui" into a mass of gold Qi, wrapping her weak thought, wanting to escape this place.

But at this time, as if it had been expected, a section of "Taodu" erupted with a mass of solar fire with a "Bang".

The fire mass immediately completely wrapped the white gold Qi that wanted to escape.

The Taibai Geng metal Qi was struggling violently.

At the same time, a phantom of a red-clothed Daoist appeared and disappeared in the fire. The golden sunlight high in the third heaven was immediately attracted by the fire mass, and the light near the fire mass began to distort, as if it had been sucked into the fire mass, and the fire mass then further expanded.

The solar fire spread, always shrouding the Taibai gold Qi.

Only when "Taodu" fell just now did he suddenly figure out one thing: in a sword duel, sometimes it's not necessary to slash the sword; destroying the thought is the same. Even if he couldn't refine "Taibai Zhirui", the thought attached to the sword shouldn't have such ability.

Watching the surging solar fire, the remaining flying swords fled like crazy. No one wanted their thoughts to be contaminated by solar fire, and they couldn't figure out why this person's thought could control and ingest such terrifying solar fire.

"Senior Sister Zhou! Save me!"

Li Yingqiong's thought transmitted from the fire.

It was just that before she could speak, another section of the "Taodu" sword blade had already attacked "Yuepo".

In this sword blade, there was only Cheng Xinzhan's Shuangling, no Youjing, and no sword spirit.

Therefore, this sword blade's attack came exceptionally fast, as if without any hesitation.

This half sword blade didn't stab straight over this time, nor did it flicker or leap. The flying sword's trajectory wasn't the Lihuo hexagram pattern Zhou Qingyun was familiar with, but a beautiful arc, like an antelope hanging its horns, like freehand ink splashing, like the Yin-Yang boundary in Taiji, sweeping across the air in such a way that she couldn't see the flying sword's next path.

This was the Dao of Hunyuan, this was the change of Flying Qi.

Her "Iron Crutch Li's Discourse on the Kan Water Soft Sword Scripture" naturally couldn't be used.

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The half sword blade slashed diagonally from top to bottom onto "Yuepo". Although it was only a short section, it had a feeling of great momentum, causing "Yuepo", which was originally flying high with its sword tip upward, to roll and fall downward.

Just after Zhou Qingyun tried her best to stabilize "Yuepo's" rolling downward posture, the half "Taodu" followed up and slashed again.

One sword after another.

"Yuepo's" falling speed was even faster than "Xuan Sha's" self-falling.

Cheng Xinzhan's Shuangling didn't know why "Xuan Sha" fell, but didn't care, just slashing one sword after another, without any emotional fluctuation.

On the other side, in the solar fire, Li Yingqiong's thought slowly had no sound.

The Taibai Geng metal Qi also turned back into the true form of the flying sword.

It was also at this time that a huge thought overflowed from "Taibai Zhirui", instantly dissipating the solar fire and revealing "Taodu's" true form. The Youjing soul in "Taodu" was also shaken and injured.

"Who dares to seize my flying sword?"

A majestic female voice echoed in the high sky of the third heaven.

That thought turned into a woman.

The woman looked at the half "Taodu" and changed her expression.

"Madam Miaoyi!"

The Master of Huanzhu Tower took a step forward, came from Huanzhu Tower to before "Taodu", and faced the woman directly.

"Madam Miaoyi, this is this old man's sword dueling field, not Emei's sword discussion. You've come to the wrong place."

The Master of Huanzhu Tower looked at the woman, his expression very cold.

Mountain Master Wu and Elder Jiao also ascended, but they didn't get close. This was Sword Immortal Li's territory, and they couldn't overstep their authority.

Li Yuanhua also ascended after seeing the woman and bowed.

Xun Yinlan took in the situation here, then suddenly smiled again,

"In front of the senior, my husband and I are both juniors, so how can we be called Madam Miaoyi? It was just a misunderstanding that a demonic disciple injured my disciple and seized my flying sword, so I appeared to investigate. I didn't expect it to be the senior holding a sword dueling meeting. Since it's a misunderstanding, the junior will leave now, so as not to disturb the senior's interest."

After speaking, Xun Yinlan's thought turned into a streak of spiritual light and fled directly toward the southwest. Leaving together were "Taibai Zhirui" and "Yuepo", which was about to smash to the ground.

The Master of Huanzhu Tower snorted coldly, looking unhappy.

At this time, a mass of human-shaped spiritual light floated out from the broken "Taodu" sword beside the Master of Huanzhu Tower, turning into the appearance of Cheng Xinzhan.

He bowed to the Master of Huanzhu Tower and said,

"Senior, my flying sword is damaged, almost on the verge of collapse. I cannot participate in the subsequent flying sword duels, so I am here to bid you farewell."

The Sword Immortal nodded, a look of shame appearing on his face,

"It is because I didn't set the rules well, otherwise, you had the hope of winning three in a row."

Cheng Xinzhan shook his head, "In this sword dueling meeting, the junior has gained a lot, and I know even more that there are people beyond people, and heavens beyond heavens. How can I covet being undefeated?"

The Sword Immortal's admiration was evident, then he took out a compass and handed it to him,

"This is an array map, a Void Shifting Array Map. Huanzhu Tower is unlike Kong Que City, drifting around, and it's common to be in the blue sea in the morning and the Cangwu in the evening. With this array map, you can shift to Huanzhu Tower at any time and come find me at any time."

Cheng Xinzhan knew the weight of this array map, controlled his spiritual energy to take it, and bowed to thank him.

Afterward, the Sword Immortal opened his palm and handed out another object.

He looked and saw it was the sword tip fragment of "Taodu" that had been bitten off by that snake shadow earlier.

"You didn't win three in a row, but instead your flying sword broke into three sections. Do you really have no regrets in your heart?"

Cheng Xinzhan took the sword tip, smiled, bowed to bid farewell to the Sword Immortal, and his soul didn't look back at the flying swords that were hiding far away because of fear of the solar fire, merging into the broken sword again.

The broken sword fell, carrying the sword tip and compass with spiritual energy, and flew toward Kong Que City. People vaguely heard poetry singing coming from where the broken sword passed in the air:

Escaping the dust and toil is no ordinary matter, hold the rope tightly and make a scene.

Without experiencing the cold that pierces the bones, how can the plum blossoms have such a fragrant scent!

The sword dueling meeting concluded!

Completed the small section of the sword dueling meeting while on a business trip. It was very difficult to write, but also very enjoyable. The results have been very good these past few days, and there is hope for the new book to be first in monthly tickets. Thank you all for your support!

Charge, charge, charge!

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