Chapter 34: A Battle That Will Go Down in History

Yu Liancheng did not seem to approve of the claim that Ye Gucheng was a pure swordsman; only Ximen Chuixue was worthy of that.

At the same time, he did not forget to cast a glance at the Nanwang Shizi.

His eyes revealed an extremely profound radiance; the Nanwang Shizi felt as if he had been seen through, with nothing able to hide, including that greatest secret of all.

In this instant, his back was already soaked through with cold sweat.

It was only because that matter was truly too grave; if it were leaked, even having his entire clan executed would be considered an act of mercy by the Emperor.

Ye Gucheng's gaze sharpened: "You seem to know many things."

Yu Liancheng said indifferently: "I know many things by nature, and furthermore, I have already taken over the Green Clothes Tower. Its intelligence network covers every corner of the world, even the royal city and the Imperial Palace."

Originally, Ye Gucheng had only been suspicious, but when the four words "royal city and Imperial Palace" were spoken, he was convinced beyond doubt.

This fellow knew of their plot.

Perhaps not the whole of it, but even a single point was enough to be fatal.

Ye Gucheng stared at him: "Sometimes, knowing too much is not a good thing."

Yu Liancheng drank a cup of wine and said indifferently: "Not long ago, a bald man said similar words to me, and then I gave him a beating, and he became perfectly obedient."

Hua Manlou and Jin Jiuling vaguely sensed that they were discussing something extremely significant and extremely secretive.

But both sides were speaking in riddles, and coupled with the fact that the matter Ye Gucheng and the Nanwang Shizi were plotting was truly too bizarre, they listened in total confusion, unable to grasp the meaning.

Ye Gucheng suddenly said: "Lu Xiaofeng's Lingxi Finger could not catch your sword?"

Yu Liancheng said: "At the very least, it clamped onto the blade."

Ye Gucheng said: "Huo Xiu's Virgin Skill was pure and profound, yet he was defeated at your hands."

Yu Liancheng said: "That was also due to his own cowardice and calculations."

Ye Gucheng said: "But the one who won was you."

Yu Liancheng said: "The one who won was me."

Ye Gucheng said: "Even Ximen Chuixue was no match for you, and was even nearly killed by you."

Yu Liancheng said: "I did not want to kill him; it was he himself who sought death."

Ye Gucheng said coldly: "But regardless, they were all defeated at your hands."

Yu Liancheng nodded: "That much is true."

On Yu Liancheng's pale and calm face, a strange color suddenly blossomed, and his eyes, like cold stars, revealed a scorching fighting spirit: "Very well, to be able to cross swords with a top-tier expert like you is truly exciting."

Yu Liancheng had already stood up, and that seemingly unremarkable Duoqing Sword was already in his hand.

At this moment, his entire person seemed to radiate a sharp intent that shot straight into the clouds: "Very well, I have also always wanted to witness the legendary Flying Immortal from Beyond the Heavens, to see if it is truly, as the legends say, a move without peer in the past or future."

There had originally been the sounds of birds and beasts in this forest, but in an instant, it became quiet.

It was as if they were held captive by two invisible Sword Intents, not daring to make a sound.

Silence, absolute silence.

The Nanwang Shizi, Hua Manlou, and the others could already feel the sharp, murderous aura of these two peerless swordsmen, and they could not help but hold their breath, their expressions grave.

Although these two had not yet made a move and their Swords were still in their scabbards, a stifling atmosphere had already spread, making everyone tense.

The two stared fixedly at each other, not blinking for an instant.

The murderous aura seemed to have turned into substance, and leaves fell with a rustle.

Clang.

Suddenly, two sword hums erupted, sounding like the roar of dragons.

The soaring sword light was like a divine dragon emerging from the sea, slicing through the sky.

This world was illuminated by the sword light, and in this instant, it became incomparably brilliant.

Ye Gucheng drew his sword and flew, his Sword Qi like a raging wave, his sword light like a wild goose in flight, or like snow piled high on a mountain. For a moment, his white robes and the gleaming sword light merged, as if fusing into an inseparable whole.

Yu Liancheng thrust his wrist forward, and the long sword in his hand transformed into a dazzling, wondrously natural, and brilliant cold light, while the air groaned as if unable to bear the power of this sword.

Ding!

The two long swords collided in the void, the impact of the blades causing ripples of vibration, and the Broken Sword Qi vented in all directions, shredding the fallen leaves and grass around them into dust.

Ye Gucheng tapped his toes on the ground, leaving a three-inch-deep pit beneath his feet.

At the same time, a sentence surfaced in his mind.

"When the sword is drawn, the momentum is heavy and deep. It is like the collapse of the firmament or the shattering of a Divine Mountain; one can only use clever force to maneuver around it."

After learning of Ximen Chuixue's defeat by Yu Liancheng, Ye Gucheng had sent people to inquire about news regarding Yu Liancheng. And the sentence above was spoken by a master of swordsmanship who had once crossed swords with Yu Liancheng.

Ye Gucheng's first sword strike was merely a probe, but it had undoubtedly proven that this statement was true.

And when fighting such an expert, one must finish the battle quickly; otherwise, if it drags on too long, one's strength will surely be exhausted.

Moreover, one should try not to compete in raw strength, otherwise, defeat is the only path.

With a shift in his mind, Ye Gucheng's sword struck out like thunder and lightning.

What a fast sword.

What a fast strike.

The sword light flashed, as if it had transcended the distance of time and space, suddenly piercing to within a foot of Yu Liancheng's chest.

Although it was only one sword, it was truly more terrifying than the ten or hundred swords of an ordinary swordsman. Wherever the sword light reached, Yu Liancheng was covered by a wave of cold!

Yu Liancheng's figure was like a mountain, radiating a powerful momentum. As his sword stance unfolded, the sword light flashed, carrying a heavy aura that intercepted this strike. He extended his arm, turning defense into offense, and thrust toward Ye Gucheng.

In an instant, the two streaks of sword light intertwined, crisscrossing wantonly, shifting and changing, constantly sparking.

The changes and speed of these two swords seemed to have reached the human limit, impossible to describe in words. The level of swordsmanship they displayed had reached the pinnacle, truly breathtaking.

At this moment.

In the minds of these two.

Everything in the world had ceased to exist.

Between heaven and earth, the only things that seemed to exist were the swords in their hands.

The dense jungle was nothing more than a flat, open road in their eyes.

Wherever their swords wished to go, they went.

There was absolutely no one in the world who could stop these two people, nor could anyone stop these two swords.

Solid trees, once brushed by the edges of their swords, immediately snapped into two pieces; leaves enveloped in Sword Qi were shredded to dust in an instant, fluttering down in a rustle. Hard bluestone blocking their path was likewise torn apart by the sword light.

The two long swords pushed change to the limit, intertwining with one another; every strike was soul-stirring.

It was as if these were no longer sword lights, but two bolts of lightning tearing through the sky, cutting across the dark aurora. Their brilliance was dazzling, no longer of the mortal world; even the bright sun seemed to dim, its luster stolen by these two long swords.

As for the crowd watching the battle, their breathing had almost ceased, and their palms were slick with cold sweat.

They knew that although this battle had few spectators, if word of it were to spread, it would not only shake the martial arts world, but even be remembered for generations to come.