Chapter 430: Two Sleeves of Green Snakes vs. Broken

Before Li Chungang fell from his realm, one foot stood in the Heavenly Phenomenon, and one foot stood in the Land Immortal Realm.

When he debated the Dao with Qi Xuanzheng, his sword heart became unstable, and his cultivation plummeted a thousand miles; after descending the mountain and trading an arm with Sui Xiegu, he fell even further into the Finger Profound Realm.

For these twenty years, he has trapped himself in the Tingchao Pavilion, his internal energy never recovering by even half, remaining in the Finger Profound Realm the entire time.

But in reality, the main reason was that Li Chungang accidentally killed Lv Paoer, causing his state of mind to become unstable, which triggered the series of events that followed. Without Lv Paoer, what use is being the best in the world, and what use is this Edo?

A pot of Peach Blossom Brew, and the face of the beauty from last year remains in memory. With his regrets mended, his state of mind gradually became complete, naturally returning him to the Heavenly Phenomenon Realm.

Meanwhile, Yu Liancheng had stayed in the Tingchao Pavilion for several months, and combined with his exchanges with the likes of Deng Taie and Xuanyuan Jingcheng, he had already fathomed the mysteries of the First Grade.

For him, the Finger Profound Realm was merely a step away; under the pressure of Li Chungang's Heavenly Phenomenon sword strike, he entered the Finger Profound Realm as naturally as water flows to form a channel.

Yu Liancheng smiled slightly and said, "Today's brief exchange has allowed this junior to witness the grace of the Old Sword God, and since we have both gained something, why not stop here?"

"Heh, brat, you've stirred up the old man's interest and now you want to leave? No way."

The Old Sword God chuckled, the fur on his sheepskin coat suddenly billowing, and his sword intent climbed continuously, surging toward the firmament and straight into the blue void.

Before he even raised his arm, the previously calm lake surface instantly churned, and dozens of crisscrossing gullies of water appeared, as if a dozen sword strikes had been unleashed invisibly.

——Sword Qi Rolling Dragon Wall!

Li Chungang once fought the Western Shu Sword Saint in the Imperial Palace; wherever his sword qi reached, an entire magnificent dragon wall that had stood for hundreds of years was shattered to pieces.

Before this, Li Chungang had declared that Western Shu had no swordsmen, entered Shu alone, and beheaded sixteen experts who blocked his path, all of whom were minced by the rolling sword qi without exception.

The gullies of water rolled on, a shocking sight to behold.

Once caught within this invisible and intangible rolling sword qi, the only outcome would be to be reduced to a puddle of minced meat.

However, when the rolling sword qi spread to before Yu Liancheng, it seemed to be blocked by an invisible force, stopping abruptly.

Thus, a peculiar scene appeared. The water in front of Yu Liancheng churned endlessly with surging waves, but the water surface beneath his feet remained as quiet as a mirror.

Seeing that the Rolling Dragon Wall could not shake his opponent, the Old Sword God was not the least bit surprised; he lowered his head and looked at the sword in his hand.

"Walking alone, stopping alone, sitting alone, the green snake on my hand sweeps a white line. A lone person, a lone robe, a lone sword, the edge of the blade births three thousand."

As he chanted in a low voice, the long sword in his palm became like a green snake, and his Qi became like a green snake flicking its tongue; a green aura erupted, and his entire lone arm was coiled by the green snake.

"Two Sleeves of Green Snakes! It really is the Old Sword God Li!" Even Wei Shuyang, who had abandoned the sword to cultivate the Dao at an advanced age, could not help but have his hair and beard stand on end, his eyes flashing with excitement.

It is true that Deng Taie is the New Sword God, but he is not as awe-inspiring as Li Chungang; after exchanging blows with the likes of Wang Xianzhi and Cao Guanzi, it took a long time for any fragmented news to emerge.

But Sword God Li carved out his monstrous reputation in the Edo one sword strike at a time, especially his love-hate entanglements with various women, which left countless juniors lost in reverie.

"This is Sword God Li's Two Sleeves of Green Snakes; it is indeed an incredibly domineering technique. No wonder he could leave behind such a great reputation in the Edo."

On the summit of Qingliang Mountain, Yuan Zuozong secretly placed himself in Yu Liancheng's position, but could not help but sigh in his heart. Even though he had never met an opponent on the battlefield, he still lacked much when facing such a top-tier martial artist of the Edo.

"Satisfying." The Beiliang King watched the exchange on the lake, poured a bowl of Green Ant Wine, drank it down, and laughed, "If Fengnian were here, he would surely say, 'This is skilled work, no way to reward it.'"

Yuan Zuozong laughed in spite of himself.

He was neither as fawning and close to the Beiliang Heir as the foster father's other foster son, Chu Lushan, nor was he as distant and disgusted as the other foster sons.

The Beiliang King added, "Zuozong, tell me, which of these two Grandmasters is more powerful?"

"A clash of this realm is rare in the world; Zuozong dares not make a rash judgment." Yuan Zuozong pondered for a moment and said, "However, even if the Old Sword God has returned to the Heavenly Phenomenon Realm, he may not necessarily be able to break three thousand armors with one sword."

The implication was naturally that he favored Murong Tonghuang.

But he hesitated for a moment and added, "However, battlefield charges are completely different from one-on-one duels. One emphasizes long-lasting breath, where every advance and retreat must be measured; otherwise, if one cannot recover their Qi in time, they might be trampled by wave after wave of cavalry. But a duel between two people is different; one only needs to defeat one person, even if all one's Qi is exhausted after a single move. The Old Sword God's Two Sleeves of Green Snakes is already this brilliant, not to mention the legendary Sword Opens Heaven's Gate."

"You are certainly cautious; these words are as good as saying nothing." The Beiliang King chuckled, a strange light flashing in his eyes, "But this Heavenly Venerable Murong cannot be calculated by realm alone."

On the lake, the sword Qi in Li Chungang's hand had almost transformed into a two-hundred-foot-long, head-raised green snake, magnificent and incomparable, with sword Qi piercing the heavens; the entire lake surface seemed to be shrouded by the green snake sword Qi.

Under the Old Sword God's urging, the hundred-foot green snake went forth into the air, and with a pounce, it seemed full of spirit, like a spirit snake darting through the sky. It caused the entire lake to boil once more, and layers of water curtains were heaved toward both banks.

The Old Sword God's face also revealed a hint of pride.

As a swordsman, this old man has faced countless enemies in his life; who could be more domineering than the Two Sleeves of Green Snakes?

Moreover, his Two Sleeves of Green Snakes is by no means a technique that relies solely on brute force; not to mention the sword intent and sword Qi, the sword technique itself contains sixty variations.

Facing this two-hundred-foot green snake sword Qi, Yu Liancheng's expression remained as calm as an ancient well; once he entered the battle, there was nothing in the world that could shake his spirit.

The green snake sword Qi rushed toward him, and Yu Liancheng's long black hair whipped in the wind; he did not retreat but advanced instead, his entire body's Qi and Blood dispersing to form a massive furnace capable of swallowing an entire active volcano, emitting a power that could scorch everything.

His five fingers rotated, and he raised his fist; the fist was like the high heavens, and even if he were facing a True Dragon prodigy soaring to the nine heavens, he would suppress it with a single punch.

Boom!!

In the blink of an eye, the force exploded, sounding like claps of thunder bursting out of thin air.

Once again, the lake surged like a waterfall, and layers of water curtains were heaved toward both banks. Fortunately, the surrounding crowds had already dispersed, otherwise, the innocent would have been caught in the crossfire.

No, the innocent had already been caught in the crossfire; countless red carp were slapped up, some still jumping about, while others had already been turned into a puddle of meat paste.

When the wind died down and the waves calmed, the two-hundred-foot green snake sword Qi had completely dissipated, with only faint, shattered green sword Qi drifting about.

Li Chungang's face turned slightly pale, and he said in astonishment, "This punch... the power of this punch..."

"The Finger Profound is a technique; one taps the finger to ask the profound. That punch just now contained my Finger Profound Secret Technique, a force of extreme destruction; I call it 'Broken'."

Yu Liancheng turned and drifted away, "When the Old Sword God enters the Land Immortal Realm, this junior will come again to experience the Sword Opens Heaven's Gate."