Chapter 174: What is a Sword

Xu Xinhui being able to agree to fight Wei Yuan again tomorrow was not entirely due to pedantry.

Wang Ziyan was chased and hacked by that girl, completely at a disadvantage, and for a while, he couldn't even see a chance of winning. Although Xu Xinhui suppressed Wei Yuan, his sword cultivator intuition was exceptionally sharp, and he instinctively felt that Wei Yuan hadn't used his full strength, and wanting to win by fighting was probably not a matter of a moment.

But the two sides of the cavalry fought fiercely for only a moment, and seventy elites of the Xu family's clan army had already been killed, and nearly a hundred were injured. Wei Yuan's fifty knights had exceptionally high quality, most of them only slightly injured, and if they continued to fight, even if they could win, I'm afraid this thousand elites would suffer more than half casualties.

These clan soldiers were all brought out by Xu Xinhui over many years, and countless efforts had been spent on them; even if a few died, he would feel pain, let alone half of them, so Xu Xinhui took the opportunity to agree to Wei Yuan's appointment to fight.

At this time, Wei Yuan left, and Wang Ziyan and Xu Xinhui thought more and more that something was wrong. This team of fifty knights had truly strong combat power, and there were no shortcomings in equipment, magic artifacts, Dao arts, or cultivation, and they could be considered quite good disciples in the younger generation of the immortal sect. How could such people come to be horse bandits, and there were fifty of them?

Wang Ziyan was thoughtful and said: "Big Brother, it seems we had a confrontation with the Primordial Palace in advance."

Xu Xinhui nodded.

"Big Brother, do you have confidence in tomorrow's battle?"

Xu Xinhui smiled faintly and said: "My cultivation is two realms higher than his, so I'm not afraid even if there is a conspiracy. If I can't win this, my brother's immortal sword can also be sealed."

At this moment, the Maofei Zhan Tian Fifty Big Bandits were galloping towards the edge of the realm.

Most of them were slightly injured, but under the blessing of destiny, their injuries were naturally healing, so Wei Yuan did not immediately take back the destiny, but ran out two hundred li in one go before stopping to rest and treat.

This was Wei Yuan's fear that the other side would suddenly regret and chase them again. He had this worry, but it was not groundless; if it were Wei Yuan on the opposite side, he would intend to do so.

History books all write that there is no deceit in war, and Wei Yuan deeply agreed.

At this moment, a group of Heaven-Battling Gang knights were hiding in a small grove to rest and heal. One young lady said: "Before coming to the Western Regions, who could have imagined that horse bandits could be so powerful! My uncle, who serves as a Provincial Military Commander, has six battalions and thirty thousand troops under his command, and I don't think a single one could beat that group of horse bandits from just now. But it's very strange; since they've already cultivated to the Immortal Foundation, why would they still want to be horse bandits?"

Another young master asked: "Since your uncle is already a Provincial Military Commander, why did you come to be a horse bandit?"

The young lady finally reacted and said: "You mean those people are not horse bandits?"

"If horse bandits were all at this level, the Great Tang would have perished long ago. At that time, these horse bandits were government troops, and the current government troops are horse bandits."

The young lady's face flushed, looking not very smart, which immediately made several young masters quite moved.

Wei Yuan was holding half a spear shaft, studying the sword intent remaining at the cut. Xu Yi leaned over and asked: "Boss, do you have confidence in tomorrow's battle?"

Wei Yuan was looking for a handy weapon in his Dao Foundation at this time, and said casually: "Hard to say, his cultivation realm is much higher than mine, I'll know after fighting."

The sword intent of the immortal sword Shaohao was fierce and sharp, and also contained three points of metal sharpness, which was quite similar to the immortal sword Sun, but the sharpness was even better. However, the immortal sword Sun mainly cultivated a mouthful of solar true fire, and once completed, it was infinitely powerful, and its realm and intent were actually half a point higher than Shaohao.

But at this moment, Xu Xinhui was at the late stage of the Dao Foundation, holding a top-grade magic artifact, and his Dao Foundation was an immortal sword, so Wei Yuan's original two mid-grade magic artifact long spears were not enough, and he couldn't block a few swords at all. Xu Xinhui's killing move hadn't been unleashed yet, and Wei Yuan's spear was broken.

At this moment, the Dao Foundations piled up in the vast rivers and mountains were all sparse in quality, and none could block a sword. Wei Yuan looked and looked, and his eyes fell on the branch standing in the white-gold water pool.

Mount Jade was too heavy, and the Wonderful Treasure Tree on the mountain had just sprouted, and it didn't look like it could block a sword at all. Only this laurel immortal branch had pierced through a Great Shaman's head that day, so the immortal sword shouldn't be able to cut it, right?

Wei Yuan's hands were a bit itchy, he used to feel that something was missing if he didn't pull the branch a few times every day to see if it had sprouted.

Just as Wei Yuan was staring at the branch and pondering, Feng Tingyu walked over, knelt down beside Wei Yuan, handed the long sword over, and said: "Use my sword tomorrow?"

Xu Yi was startled and said: "Isn't the boss using a spear?"

Feng Tingyu said: "He can use anything."

Wei Yuan took the long sword and toyed with it carefully. The girl's sword had an eight-foot blade and a two-foot hilt, the blade was long and straight, with only a slight arc, and it was barely okay to use as a spear, but it lacked the killing move of the spearhead flying out.

This sword had followed the girl for a long time and had already carried a wisp of the aura of the wild and ancient times. Wei Yuan's perception was sharp, and he captured this wisp of aura on the spot, so he pondered it carefully and constantly compared it with Shaohao's sword intent.

Wei Yuan looked at the time and said: "Ten minutes left, come, teach me how to use a sword." At this time, everyone in the realm had become accustomed to using the timing method of the world Xu Wenwu was in, after all, it was more precise.

The two stood up, Wei Yuan held the sword with both hands and struck a pose, and Feng Tingyu kept correcting his movements, starting from the simplest forward slash.

A group of young masters and ladies all gathered around, learning together. Having the genius Senior Martial Sister of the Bright King Hall demonstrate sword moves was an extremely rare opportunity.

Wei Yuan held the sword in his hand and slashed dozens of times, each slash having this or that subtle problem. The girl kept correcting him, and finally lost patience, first letting Wei Yuan extend the sword forward, pointing diagonally upward, and holding it still. Then the girl's hands seemed to flash, and the long sword fixed in the air suddenly fell, instantly completing a crisp and neat slash!

This slash was full of Dao rhyme, like lightning tearing through the sky! After the slash, Wei Yuan held the sword still for a long time, giving the young masters and ladies a lot of time to ponder the Dao rhyme.

In fact, it wasn't that Wei Yuan didn't want to retract the sword, but he couldn't move.

At that moment, the girl pinched and flicked him dozens of times, manipulating nearly a hundred tiny muscles on his body in an instant, which allowed Wei Yuan to slash out that sword, and also allowed Wei Yuan to remember all the correct ways to exert force, and even more so, to comprehend the Dao rhyme in the sword.

But the drawback of this method was huge, and Wei Yuan had over a hundred hidden injuries all over his body at this moment, and for a while, it felt like countless fine needles were pricking him, and he couldn't move at all.

Wei Yuan held this posture for a full half-stick of incense before slowly retracting the sword. The young masters and ladies were all satisfied with what they saw, and all had gained something.

When there was no one around, Wei Yuan pulled Feng Tingyu over, lowered his voice and asked: "Is this how your Bright King Hall teaches people? Will there really be no problem?"

The girl said: "Generally, after teaching once, you have to take medicine and soak your body, and rest for seven days before you can recover."

Wei Yuan thought this was reasonable. With his physical body, he couldn't move for half a day just now, and the guys in the Bright King Hall were not made of iron either; if this teaching method was used too much, I'm afraid they would be disabled if they didn't die.

After comprehending the Dao rhyme in the sword, Wei Yuan had one more means. In the future, walking in the rivers and lakes, he didn't necessarily have to use the name of Li Zhi, and it wouldn't be impossible to change to a high-level cultivator who used a sword.

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After a short rest, the Maofei Zhan Tian Fifty Big Bandits set off again, and then disappeared at the edge of the Azure Void Realm.

In the blink of an eye, it was noon the next day.

Xu Xinhui climbed step by step, as if taking a leisurely stroll, and stepped onto the peak of the steep peak.

This mountain peak was actually not particularly high, but it rose from the ground and was exceptionally steep, like a sharp sword inserted into the earth, making Xu Xinhui look exceptionally satisfied, secretly praising Wei Yuan for really knowing how to pick a place, and when they started fighting in a while, he had to make him lose with dignity.

At the peak of the steep peak, Wei Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, with four immortal swords inserted around his body, and a silver ghost mask shining in the sun.

Xu Xinhui was startled, could it be that this person also cultivated immortal swords? His spiritual sense swept over, and he had already seen that the Dao rhyme of each of the four immortal swords was different. One carried fierce flames, one had a hint of the extinction of all things, one had the sorrow of heaven and earth, and the last one was wild and ancient, also mixed with some sharpness.

Although these four immortal swords were not of high grade, what was rare was that the sword intent of each sword was different, and the intent was extremely high. Except for the last one which was not pure enough, the sword intent of each sword was enough to open up a path to the sky alone.

For a moment, Xu Xinhui actually had a love for talent, saying: "These few swords of yours are very interesting, and several of them have already obtained the true intent of the sword. It's a pity that you only dabbled in each kind, if you could specialize in one sword, your future achievements might not be below mine."

Wei Yuan was thoughtful, with a look of being touched.

Xu Xinhui sighed: "Three of these four swords of yours are excellent, it's a pity that you have cultivated them all into human-rank. Actually, this can't be blamed on you, it's all because your teacher's sword path is too poor, that's why he taught you like this."

As soon as these words came out, Xu Xinhui suddenly felt that the world before his eyes seemed to instantly turn black and white, as if stepping into the underworld, and he was about to be separated by yin and yang forever.

However, this feeling only lasted for an instant, so short that he couldn't tell if it was his own illusion.

Xu Xinhui pushed the strange feeling to the back of his head, the more he looked at Wei Yuan, the more he liked him, and suddenly asked: "Are you twenty this year?"

Wei Yuan was startled, asking age before fighting? However, this question was nothing that couldn't be answered, so he said: "Not yet."

Xu Xinhui nodded secretly, at this age, it was still in time to enter the Jiangong to re-cultivate now. The Jiangong had secret methods that could disperse human-rank Dao Foundations and re-cultivate. It's just that wanting to snatch people from the Primordial Palace naturally required real ability, and completely subduing the other side was the only way.

Xu Xinhui drew his sword and said: "Today I will let you see what a real immortal sword is!"

He wiped his two fingers across the sword edge, the immortal sword Shaohao was blessed, and the long sword instantly ignited with golden-red flames! It's just that this flame was extremely dim, as if it would be blown out if the mountain wind was a little stronger.

Xu Xinhui couldn't believe his spiritual sense, and wiped the sword edge three times in a row, but the flame became dimmer each time.

At this time, Wei Yuan took an eight-foot long sword from behind the mountain stone, his eyes burning.

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