403: C403 What is a sword

C403 What is a sword

The battle raged on, the only victorious people left were Swordsman, Nangong Xiao and Ye Xiao. Even the extremely tyrannical Ji Tianxie was begged to do so by the Swordsman's sword attack. The evil smile on Ji Tianxie's face disappeared, and was replaced with a gloomy and cold expression.

Nangong Xiao had not lost, because he had not yet met the Swordsman. Ye Xiao had not lost, because he had not fought with the three strongest people. Ye Xiao's fighting spirit was high, without any expression on his face, but facing the three people at the top, he had no confidence. Even though Ji Tianxie had lost to the Swordsman, it was not because he was too weak. Rather, it was because the Swordsman was just too strong, so strong that it was almost to the point of making one despair.

Boom!

Following the sound of a berserk alarm, Zhongli Jun stood on top of the Ring with his black iron rod out of breath. At the edge of the Ring, a Youth with a gloomy and cold face fell onto the ground. This Youth was number ten, You Tian. Her cultivation had also reached the second level of the Yuan Sect and her green wood attribute energy had reached perfection, but under Zhongli Jun's forceful attacks, she was still defeated.

"Zhongli Jun wins! "# 5/# 9, go on stage." The middle-aged man in the air was expressionless.

"Thump!" Ye Xiao's heart dropped a little. In every battle, Ye Xiao had already distinguished all of his trump cards. And number nine, was precisely one of the three great expert s: Nangong Xiao.

"Is it finally coming?" They had long since prepared themselves for these people, but when they faced each other, they were more or less nervous.

Taking a deep breath, he lightly stepped on the ground and stepped onto the Ring. A streak of white light flashed out at almost the same time as he stood opposite Ye Xiao.

Nangong Xiao was still smiling faintly, he did not seem to want to fight Ye Xiao anymore.

Ye Xiao cupped his hands towards Nangong Xiao. Although this battle was inevitable, Ye Xiao was extremely grateful to for helping him.

The vitality in his body surged, and gradually gathered in the center of Ye Xiao's palm. Regardless of fear or gratitude, they had to fight with everything they had.

Nangong Xiao carried his back, and looked at the sword in Ye Xiao's hand, in deep thought. Then he suddenly opened his mouth and said, "You also use a sword?"

Ye Xiao, who was preparing for battle with all his might, was stunned. However, he was somewhat puzzled by Nangong Xiao's question, "Yes!" Ye Xiao nodded. Although Ye Xiao's Weapons was a sword, his true methods were not actually a sword. A few types of sword techniques, compared to the glacial handprint and the Five Elements Seal Arts, were also slightly lacking. However, perhaps it was because of the Qian Yuan sword, thus Ye Xiao had a special feeling towards swords.

"Then do you know what a sword is?" Nangong Xiao suddenly asked.

"What is a sword?" Ye Xiao's expression became even more doubtful: The sword is only a sword, why do I have to ask? Ye Xiao did not suspect what tricks Nangong Xiao was playing, because with Nangong Xiao's strength, there was no need for him to do this. Since Nangong Xiao had asked, there must be a reason.

Seeing Ye Xiao deep in thought, Nangong Xiao did not take the opportunity to attack, but instead looked at Ye Xiao with extreme patience.

Everyone below was surprised by this strange battle. In Tian Ding Grand meeting, there were thousands of battles, and this was the strangest one. Not only did the two sides not attack each other, but one side raised a strange question while the other side was completely caught off guard and lost in thought.

After a full fifteen minutes, Ye Xiao shook his head in confusion. In his heart, the sword was just a sword, nothing more. But he believed that this was not the answer that Nangong Xiao needed.

Seeing Ye Xiao shaking his head, Nangong Xiao's face did not reveal any expression of disappointment, but instead revealed an interesting expression.

Suddenly, Nangong Xiao turned his wrist, and the Long Sword behind him swung out, releasing a vast Sword Qi that swept towards Ye Xiao like a Lightning. Ye Xiao's expression froze, not only did he not resist, he placed his entire body and mind on the incoming Sword light, as though he had been possessed.

This majestic sword qi was as if it was real, wrapped in Essence like a crescent moon, making Ye Xiao feel that this sword qi was very different from the one he had released.

The sword qi he had stimulated relied on the support of his Essence. Even its power depended on the strength of the Essence Qi. However, the Sword Qi gave Ye Xiao a feeling that: the Essence Qi was the simplest possession, its true power was actually the unremarkable white light.

That white light was produced from the swing of the sword. It was an extremely pure sword aura, and compared to the sword aura that Ye Xiao had ignited, Ye Xiao's sword aura was more like an insignificant origin energy model. In addition, killing techniques only focused on the strong and the weak. There was no distinction between good and evil. However, this small white colored sword qi gave off a sense of righteousness.

The Swordsman at the side, upon seeing Nangong Xiao's sword, had a strange expression on his face as he muttered to himself, "The sword was born from the heart and returns to the origin. He's actually a good sapling, perhaps he can be nurtured a little."

The Sword Qi extended out in Ye Xiao's direction, and suddenly the sense of righteousness disappeared, and an extremely powerful Qi pervaded out from the Sword Qi. Even though it was not at his body yet, the sudden sharp killing intent made Ye Xiao's skin feel a bit of stinging pain and heat.

Involuntarily taking a step back, Ye Xiao lowered his head to look at the sword in his hand. Could it be, this was a sword?

"Eighth Junior Brother, be careful!" Above the Ring in the center, Zhongli Jun's expression was anxious: I don't know what method Nangong Xiao used, to actually cause Ye Xiao to be restless for a long time. Although Zhongli Jun did not think that Ye Xiao would win, but if he lost like this, it was obvious that he would be aggrieved.

However, Ye Xiao turned a deaf ear to Zhongli Jun's reminder, his mind still placed on the broken sword in his hands. Ye Xiao only felt the broken sword in his hands slightly tremble, as if a consciousness was about to break out of the sword. The meaning that the consciousness expressed was very clear to Ye Xiao, it was a kind of desire ? ? Even though Ye Xiao wasn't clear as to what it thirsted for.

Ye Xiao's stiff figure suddenly moved, the broken sword gently waved the sword in his hand, after a moment, a sword appeared in front of Ye Xiao, the sword felt like it was nothing, but Ye Xiao felt a sense of familiarity, the broken sword pierced out quickly, the void sword followed Ye Xiao's movements and rushed forward, straight towards the vast and powerful Sword Qi.

Seeing this, the calm smile on Nangong Xiao's face became bigger: "Ha! Ha! Ha! "Ha!" Following the loud laughter, the sharp sword aura suddenly disappeared. The Long Sword danced in his hands, and a sword of nothingness appeared as well.

The two formless swords clashed, but none of them broke. Instead, they spiraled around each other as if they were getting along with each other.1

After a while, Nangong Xiao's footsteps flashed, the Long Sword stabbed out, and the two illusory swords disappeared. Nangong Xiao's figure stopped, and Ye Xiao suddenly woke up.

Looking towards Nangong Xiao, he saw that Nangong Xiao suddenly laughed softly: "You win." Then, he returned to the top of the Ring.

Ye Xiao was still in a daze, and a single sentence suddenly appeared in his mind: "Ye Xiao, after Tian Ding Grand meeting, let us talk!"

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