Chapter 4781: Ye Guchen Battles Sword Madman, Mad Sword Way

Ye Guchen is cold and aloof, silent and sparing of words, but that does not mean he can be bullied.

The Sword Madman was also stunned.

His eyebrows suddenly rose.

He did not expect that this cold-looking black-clad sword cultivator before him would be so overbearing.

"Do you know who I am?"

"Sword Madman, one of the Seven Swords."

"I have not seen many people crazier than me."

"Kid, you are one of them!"

Sword Madman laughed furiously.

Ye Guchen's gaze remained cold, his voice without any fluctuation.

"The sword is in my hand."

"If you want it, come and take it yourself."

The smile on Sword Madman's face gradually faded.

He is naturally arrogant.

As one of the Seven Swords of the Sword Clan, his status within the clan is extremely high.

Even the direct descendants of the Sword Clan's back mountain, upon seeing him, must yield three points.

Moreover, having been buried for many years, his emergence this time is intended to sweep the present age and reestablish sword prestige.

Now, a Sword Clan monster of the present age dares to confront him face to face.

Where can he put his face?

Moreover, this person holds the Dao-Proving Sword of the Human Sword Ancestor.

For any sword cultivator, this is an absolutely irresistible temptation.

Not to mention Ye Guchen is merely a contemporary heaven's pride of the Sword Clan.

Even if they are fellow disciples and sworn brothers, Sword Madman would seize it by force.

After all, Ye Guchen possesses the Dao-Proving Sword, which means he has at least obtained some inheritance from the Human Sword Ancestor.

Sword Madman asked himself, if he could obtain the Human Sword Ancestor's Dao-Proving Sword and some inheritance.

Then becoming the leader of the Seven Swords would not be impossible.

Therefore, no matter what, Sword Madman will not let Ye Guchen go.

"Interesting."

Sword Madman nodded slightly, but there was no smile left in his eyes.

"It seems the juniors the Sword Clan has taken in these years are becoming increasingly ignorant of the rules."

"They do not even understand seniority and respect."

Ye Guchen said lightly: "In the world of sword cultivators, the sword is the rule."

Sword Madman's gaze suddenly turned cold.

"I want to see if your sword is as hard as your mouth!"

Boom!

Before the words fell, Sword Madman's long sword was already drawn.

Without any omen.

A streak of crimson sword light suddenly pierced through hundreds of zhang of void, straight for Ye Guchen's brow!

This sword is astonishingly fast.

Before the sword tip arrives, the terrifying sword pressure has already shaken the surrounding stars into dust.

Within the sword light, crimson patterns appear, as if countless sword qi have condensed into a blood-red world.

Sword Madman's sword way emphasizes the word "mad."

His sword way is the Mad Sword Way!

When the sword comes out, it advances; when it advances, there is no retreat.

As long as the sword tip points, one must crush the opponent with absolute force!

Facing this overbearing sword, Ye Guchen holds the Human Sword Ancestor's Dao-Proving Sword.

Clang!

The sword's cry rang out.

Ye Guchen raised his hand and swung a sword, meeting the crimson sword light.

The two sword tips crossed in the void.

Boom!

A visible sword qi storm suddenly spread, shaking the myriad li of starry sky.

Sword Madman's body swayed slightly, a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Although he did not use his full power in this sword, it is far from something an ordinary heaven's pride can withstand head-on.

Yet Ye Guchen steadfastly blocked it.

Even, the recoil force transmitted from the sword tip made his wrist go slightly numb.

"Not bad, you have some skill."

Sword Madman let out a low shout, his body suddenly lunging forward.

Second sword, third sword, fourth sword...

In an instant, the sky was filled with crimson sword light, covering heaven and earth, as if a blood-colored rainstorm poured down.

Every sword light was extremely sharp, and though they seemed independent, they were subtly connected, ultimately forming a vast sword domain.

Within the sword domain, myriad swords sang in unison.

No matter which direction Ye Guchen dodged, he would be met with countless sword lights blocking his path.

This is one of the Sword Maniac's renowned techniques.

Mad Sword Domain!

Once activated, all sword qi within the sword domain moves according to his will.

The opponent must not only face attacks from all directions but also endure the ever-increasing pressure of sword intent.

The Sword Maniac believes that even if Ye Guchen can block a few of his swords, he absolutely cannot endure long within this sword domain.

However, Ye Guchen did not dodge at all.

He stood at the center of the sky-filling sword lights, his black robes fluttering, his eyes cold and sharp.

Faced with the sky-covering crimson sword rain, he slowly closed his eyes.

Seeing this, the Sword Maniac frowned slightly.

"Playing tricks!"

In the next instant, countless sword lights descended simultaneously.

And just as the sword lights were about to submerge Ye Guchen,

Ye Guchen opened his eyes.

His gaze was like an ancient well without ripples.

But one could see.

In his dark brown eyes.

There seemed to be numerous fine and complex trajectories.

As if all swords in the world could not escape his eyes.

"Breaking Sword Style!"

This is precisely one of the Nine Swords of Dugu, the Breaking Sword Style.

This time, he struck with his sword in succession.

Though the sword strikes appeared simple, each one precisely struck the vital points of the Mad Sword Domain.

As the sword lights intersected, that impenetrable crimson sword domain gradually began to disintegrate.

The Sword Maniac's pupils contracted slightly.

He did not expect Ye Guchen to so easily see through his sword techniques.

How could this be possible?

His Mad Sword Domain is formed by taking his own sword intent as the core, weaving myriad sword qi into a single entity.

Ordinary sword cultivators facing such an assault would only be exhausted from coping, with no leisure to discern its changes.

Yet the Sword Maniac does not know.

Ye Guchen cultivated in the Human Sword Tomb and also inherited some teachings from the Human Sword Ancestor.

And the phenomenon in his eyes is precisely one of these secret techniques.

It can see through the trajectory of an opponent's sword moves.

To some extent, this is remarkably similar to the Sword Dao talent and true understanding of Sword Dao that Jun Xiaoyao obtained through check-in.

Both are capable of deciphering and analyzing an opponent's sword techniques.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Clear sword chimes rang out in succession.

With each sword Ye Guchen struck, vast expanses of crimson sword light shattered.

In just a few breaths, the Mad Sword Domain that once enveloped the starry sky directly collapsed.

Ye Guchen took a step forward, directly approaching the Sword Maniac.

"What?!"

The Sword Maniac finally showed emotion.

He fiercely swung his sword to block.

Clang!

The two swords collided, erupting in a piercing metallic ring.

The Sword Maniac felt an extremely sharp sword qi invade along the blade into his arm, causing his entire body to shudder.

Even his sidearm sword trembled and hummed.

After all, this Dao-Proving Sword, though not the Human Sword Ancestor's core sidearm or Human Sword Embryo,

is still a Dao-Proving artifact of the Human Sword Ancestor, inscribed with his law and Dao.

Naturally, it cannot be compared to ordinary divine swords.

Even the Sword Maniac's sidearm sword is a peerless sword artifact, one in ten thousand.

But compared to the Dao-Proving Sword, it still pales in comparison.

Before the Sword Maniac could stabilize his stance, Ye Guchen's second sword had already arrived.

This sword's momentum suddenly shifted.

Sword qi surged forth, transforming into nine.

Nine sword lights rose together, as if each strand of sword qi had become its own world.

This is the Profound Sword Nine Slashes, Nine Swords Form Nine Realms, all things born and perish with the sword.

Endless sword qi swept outward in all directions, as if nine worlds pressed forward.

Sword Maniac's expression changed, and he again felt an immense pressure.

"What sword technique is this?"