In a vast and endless mountain range, two sword-shaped peaks, each a thousand feet high, stand a hundred meters apart under the vast sea of clouds.
These two sword-shaped peaks are very steep, looking as if they are two enlarged versions of divine swords inserted between heaven and earth. There is no place to climb.
At the top of the two sword-shaped peaks, it is less than a hundred meters away from the vast sea of clouds in the sky. At the top of the peaks, there is a faint mist. The mist obscures the view, making the scene at the top of the peaks blurry and hazy. However, one can still vaguely see two people standing quietly at the top of the two sword-shaped peaks, as if they were a stone sculpture, motionless. Only the strong wind in the sky blows their clothes and hair into the wind.
Among these two people, one of them looks like a young man in his twenties. He is very handsome, with flawless facial features. He is unparalleled in the world and is simply a killer of all young girls in the world. His ordinary eyes have a unique attraction, which is very charming and seems to be able to capture people's hearts.
The young man had long black hair that reached his waist. The hair was not bound in any way and was casually draped behind him, flying wildly in the howling wind. On the young man's back, he carried a long sword. The sword's blade was wrapped in a thick layer of white cloth, and only an exquisite hilt was visible outside. The word "Light Breeze" was clearly engraved on the hilt. However, what was strange was that the entire sword had no rope on it, as if it was sucked to the young man's back and did not fall off. This scene seemed obviously difficult to understand.
The young man's name is Jian Chen. He is now the most famous master in the martial arts world and is even known as the Sword God. He is a master of swordsmanship of his generation. His fast swordsmanship has long reached the pinnacle of perfection, but he is only in his twenties.
People in the martial arts world know very little about Jian Chen. Apart from knowing that he is an orphan and has no sect or school, they know nothing else. His origins seem to be a mystery, and no one knows where he learned his powerful martial arts and exquisite swordsmanship.
On the sword-shaped mountain a hundred meters opposite him, a tall man in a black robe stood there, facing Jian Chen from a distance. This man was an old man, who looked to be in his fifties or sixties, with white hair and a youthful face. His old eyes were bright and sharp, and his eyes were gleaming with brilliance. His sharp gaze was like a sharp sword, making people dare not look at him. In his hand, he held a broad black giant sword, but what was strange was that his giant sword was not bladed.
This old man is a legendary figure who has disappeared from the martial arts world for hundreds of years - Dugu Qiubai. Dugu Qiubai is just a title of his. No one knows his real name and identity, because as early as a hundred years ago, he was a super strong man who was invincible in the world. Nowadays, there are very few people who know some information about Dugu Qiubai. Despite this, his incomparable brilliant light in the past is still passed down from generation to generation, and a hundred years later, his strength is even greater than before. Now, no one knows how strong Dugu Qiubai is.
Dugu Qiubai stared quietly at Jian Chen, who looked no more than twenty years old and was standing a hundred meters away. His gaze was extremely sharp, as if as sharp as a sword, and a cold light flashed in his eyes from time to time.
"Jian Chen, at such a young age you possess a strength that is not inferior to mine, and your attainments in the way of the sword have reached a height that even I cannot reach. It's a pity that you killed my only beloved disciple. This hatred must be avenged. Today, I will seek justice for my only disciple no matter what." Dugu Qiubai said in a deep voice, and his seemingly calm tone was filled with a murderous intent that made people shudder.
Jian Chen's face was extremely calm, and his eyes were looking at Dugu Qiubai indifferently. The white robe he was wearing fluttered in the wind, and his waist-length hair was blown wildly by the strong wind, making him look very handsome.
"You can't blame me for this. It was your disciple who took the initiative to offend me. As for his death under my sword, it's only because he didn't learn the skills well enough." Jian Chen's lips opened and closed gently, and a faint voice came out of his mouth.
Dugu Qiubai laughed in anger, "Alright, alright, alright, you're such a poor learner! I'll have to meet you today to see how capable you are. Can you kill me too with that Light Wind Sword in your hand?"
As he spoke, Dugu Qiubai swung the heavy black iron sword in his hand. Suddenly, an extremely powerful sword energy flew out of the sword, carrying the sharp sword energy at a speed as fast as lightning and shooting towards Jian Chen, who was a hundred meters away.
Jian Chen's face was calm. With the sound of a sword being unsheathed, the long sword on his back instantly appeared in Jian Chen's hand. The slender sword, which was four feet long and two fingers wide, emitted a layer of silver-white sword light on the entire sword body. Then Jian Chen stabbed out the long sword in his hand quickly, and an extremely strong sword energy flew out of the sword, hitting the sword energy shot towards Dugu Qiubai at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye.
"boom!"
The two sword energies collided, causing a deafening roar. The powerful aftermath of the true energy quickly spread out in all directions with the explosion point as the center, dispersing the faint swirling clouds around.
Then, Jian Chen and Dugu Qiubai flew up at the same time, broke away from the mountain they were standing on, flew between the two mountains, and engaged in a fierce battle in mid-air.
The two men attacked with incredible speed. The sounds of weapons colliding and rubbing echoed in the air. Strong sword energy shot out randomly from the place where the two men were fighting, creating large holes in the surrounding mountains. Countless pieces of debris fell to the ground thousands of feet below.
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In just a few breaths, Jian Chen and Dugu Qiubai fought for hundreds of rounds. When they landed on the two mountains again, they both looked a little disheveled. Their clothes, which were originally intact, had many cracks and became a little tattered.
Dugu Qiubai looked at Jian Chen seriously, his expression became extremely solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "What a fast sword! No wonder no one in the world can break your fast sword skills, but you still can't do anything to me." Dugu Qiubai paused and continued: "It will be difficult to determine the winner if we continue fighting like this. Why don't we use our strongest attacks at the same time and decide the outcome with one move." As he spoke, Dugu Qiubai's momentum suddenly soared, like a giant sword soaring into the sky, piercing the clouds.
Jian Chen's expression became solemn, and then, an immense aura emanated from his body, no weaker than Dugu Qiubai's.
The momentum of the two men continued to rise, covering the sky and filling the entire sky. The combined momentum of the two men directly enveloped the entire mountain for tens of thousands of miles. Even the clouds in the sky were punched out a big hole by the momentum of the two men, and quickly dissipated. The wind was howling in the sky, making a shrill sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling. In the mountains and forests, countless birds and beasts let out terrified cries, spread their limbs and fled quickly to the distance, while the momentum of the two men on the top of the mountain was constantly increasing, and they were brewing the strongest attack.
"Crack!" "Crack!"
In the mountains and forests not far away, many small trees could not withstand the powerful momentum of the two men and were broken in half. Then, they were blown into the sky by the huge momentum of the two men and flew far away.
As the momentum of Jian Chen and Gu Du Qiu Bai continued to rise, a powerful flow of true energy appeared around their bodies, spinning rapidly around them. The flowers, plants and trees were all bent by the powerful momentum of the two, and countless large trees shook their bodies and swayed unsteadily.
At the same time, the Qingfeng Sword in Jian Chen's hand and the Xuantie Heavy Sword in Dugu Qiubai's hand both emitted a dazzling white light and a jet-black light.
The flow of true energy around the two became stronger and stronger. Finally, Jian Chen's entire body was wrapped in a layer of thick white light, and Dugu Qiubai was also wrapped in a layer of black light. The figures of the two had completely disappeared, and only two dazzling lights of completely opposite colors could be seen in the air.
"Yin!"
The longsword in Jian Chen's hand trembled lightly, and now it was emitting a dazzling sword light. The powerful sword energy made people feel terrified. His long black hair fluttered wildly in the wind, and his white robe fluttered in the wind. His whole body stood in the air, looking like a god of war, mighty and invincible.
When their momentum reached its peak, they suddenly let out a thunderous roar at the same time. The sound shook the heavens, like a sudden thunderclap, deafening. Then, a brilliant white light and an extremely dark black light collided at lightning speed, crossing each other in an instant...
There was no collision sound as expected. When everything calmed down, Jian Chen and Dugu Qiubai had switched positions and were standing on the top of two mountains a hundred meters apart. Both of them looked extremely pale, and bright red blood was flowing rapidly from Jian Chen's chest, quickly staining his white robe red. Just when they crossed each other like lightning, Dugu Qiubai had pierced his heart with a sword.
Dugu Qiubai had lost his entire right arm. Without his right arm, he was no longer able to hold a sword. The heavy black iron sword in his right hand had fallen towards the thousand-foot cliff below the mountain. After he pierced Jian Chen's heart with a sword, he also lost an arm.
Jian Chen stood quietly on the top of the mountain, a trickle of blood slowly flowing from his mouth, and his face became paler and paler. In just a short moment, he was as pale as paper. His heart was pierced by Dugu Qiubai's sword, and he was in a desperate situation where he was doomed to die.
"Hahaha..." Suddenly, Dugu Qiubai, atop the opposite mountain, burst into laughter. "Jian Chen, with your talent, if I had given you a few more years, I would certainly not be your match. What a shame! Although your strength is not much inferior to mine now, you still fell at my hands in the end." At this point, Dugu Qiubai sighed and said, "Alas... A generation of genius was destroyed by my hands. It is indeed a pity, but to avenge the murder of my disciple, I have no choice but to do so."
Feeling his vitality constantly slipping away, Jian Chen slowly closed his eyes. At this moment, he seemed very calm. Life and death might not be that important to him. After all, Jian Chen had killed many people in the martial arts world over the years and had long since become indifferent to life and death. The only regret in his heart was that he would never have the chance to explore the ultimate sword path from now on.
Just when Jian Chen fell into a state of neither sadness nor joy, suddenly, a strange feeling appeared in Jian Chen's mind. At this critical moment, Jian Chen's soul seemed to merge with the sword in his hand. He was the sword and the sword was him. There was no distinction between him and the sword, as if the sword in his hand had become a part of his soul.
At the same time, wisps of pure and powerful energy from heaven and earth descended from between heaven and earth, flowing into Jian Chen's mind bit by bit, and perfectly combined with his soul. With the infusion of this energy from heaven and earth, Jian Chen clearly felt that his "god" was growing rapidly at an incredible speed. At the same time, his soul seemed to have left his body and flew towards the endless mountains and fields around him. At this moment, the scenes within a radius of ten miles appeared in Jian Chen's mind with incredible clarity, and he could even clearly feel the activities of mosquitoes on the ground.