"I have a sword that brings me back to my clan!"
Pei Qing's eyes shone with incomparable brilliance. The long sword in his hand danced, bringing out thousands of sword flowers. In an instant, countless sword auras roared, overwhelming Ye Gucheng's sword aura.
Sword light.
The swords are clashing.
"Bang bang bang..."
The sword energy swept across everything, and the sword light shattered.
Immediately afterwards, the long swords in the hands of everyone on Feixian Island became unruly, trembling violently, and powerful sword intent was flowing.
Immediately, the long swords of many innate warriors came out of their hands and flew into the sky.
There was disbelief in their eyes, they couldn't believe that their precious sword was out of control.
"What...what's going on?"
"Why did my sword suddenly fly away?"
"My sword flew away too."
These warriors shouted one by one, watching helplessly as their precious swords flew high into the sky.
One after another, they circled around Pei Qing, as obedient as a courtier meeting a king.
All around Pei Qing, the sword energy was everywhere, turning into a sword curtain, filled with sword intent and killing fiercely.
Ye Gucheng narrowed his eyes slightly, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He knew that Pei Qing was extraordinary and must have a backup plan, but he didn't expect that he was so powerful and could control all swords. He even almost lost his hand with the Feihong Sword. If he hadn't restrained his aura in time, maybe his Feihong Sword would have been lost. The sword also flew away.
Ye Gucheng's eyes gradually lit up. This was the real swordsman and the real martial arts master.
He stared at Pei Qing, and seemed to see in him the old sword god who once dominated Liyang. He also used similar moves to defeat countless powerful enemies, and finally reached the pinnacle of Liyang.
Pei Qing stood proudly, surrounded by dense swords, like ten thousand swords protecting him. He pressed the seal with his hand, and suddenly one sword after another rose into the sky. The swords roared in unison, deafening, and the sword energy raged in the surrounding area. For several miles, the sword light kept intertwining.
At this moment, Pei Qing was like a sword god coming into the world, and the powerful fluctuations in power made everyone in the West pale and palpitate.
"Mr. Ye, be optimistic about this sword!" Pei Qing said calmly, and the sword energy gathered all over the sky, turning into a torrent of sword energy and blasting towards Ye Gucheng. The sword intent reached the sky and was boundless.
Ye Gucheng's expression did not change, his eyes were filled with awe-inspiring fighting spirit. He also extended his sword. In an instant, the sword shadow was hazy in a radius of hundreds of miles, with a hint of ethereal charm, making it difficult to see clearly.
Two powerful sword energies collided in the void.
This is a pure competition of sword intentions, and it is not yet known who will win and who will lose.
Ye Gucheng's robes were flowing, his black hair was dancing wildly, and his whole body was bathed in the light of the sword. He looked like a peerless swordsman with a superb temperament.
He flipped his palm, and the Feihong Sword immediately flew out. Then he formed a seal with one hand and stabbed out with his sword finger.
A sharp and boundless sword light shot out from the Feihong Sword at an extremely fast speed, just like a bolt of lightning rushing towards Pei Qing, arriving in front of Pei Qing in the blink of an eye.
This sword was as fast as thunder, and the tip of the sword was pointed at the center of Pei Qing's eyebrows.
"Buzz!" Pei Qing waved his hand, and a rain of swords exploded from the sky, annihilating Ye Gucheng's sword energy.
Ye Gucheng laughed loudly: "Come again!"
After saying that, he slashed down with his sword again.
The sword is like a swimming dragon, flying thousands of miles.
A man is like his sword, sharp and sharp.
In an instant, endless sword energy swept across the wasteland, drowning everything. The entire Feixian Island seemed to be enveloped. The dazzling sword energy roared, tearing the void, and strangled Pei Qing.
This sword is so beautiful.
It is difficult to find such a sword in the world, it is so beautiful that it is breathtaking.
At this moment, everyone on Feixian Island was deeply attracted by Ye Gucheng's sword. Their eyes were fixed on the figures of Pei Qing and Ye Gucheng, for fear of missing any wonderful moment.
This is the style of a peerless swordsman.
"Zhengzhengzheng!"
The sky was full of sword rain, but Pei Qing remained undaunted. He held the Ming Suzaku in his hand, his body straight and straight, his steps moving lightly, the sword light whistling, and the sword shadow heavy.
"Uh-huh!"
Suddenly, Pei Qing's figure disappeared.
His speed reached the limit, leaving almost only an afterimage.
The swords surrounding Pei Qing seemed to come alive at this moment, dancing gracefully like butterflies in the sword light in the sky, the sword energy surging and clanging continuously.
The breeze came slowly, blowing a strand of black hair in front of Pei Qing's forehead. The hair was fluttering. He raised his hand slightly and waved a sword casually.
This sword is very simple and plain.
The sword seemed to be still in mid-air and did not fall.
But just such a sword actually broke Ye Gucheng's sword power, making his sword light dim.
"Tsk..."
Ye Gucheng's sword light was cut into two pieces.
Everyone witnessed this scene, and they didn't understand why, why such a simple sword could break Ye Gucheng's almost perfect sword.
It is incredible that a three-year-old child could swing such a seemingly simple sword, but it was able to defeat Ye Gucheng's full blow.
The sword intent is getting stronger and more surging.
Pei Qing walked, and with every step he took, he left a footprint on the sea. With every step he took, the sword energy became more violent. In the end, the sword energy turned into a huge wave, rolling out and sweeping over.
The sword stopped.
The sword retreated.
Pei Qing stood in mid-air like a swordsman, looking down at Ye Gucheng: "Mr. Ye, you have failed."
Ye Gucheng was silent, just staring at Pei Qing, with no expression on his face and his eyes as deep as the ocean.
After a long time, Ye Gucheng slowly said: "It's really powerful. Your sword has benefited me a lot. I lost, and I am convinced that I lost."
Ye Gucheng admitted that Pei Qing's swordsmanship far surpassed his.
The sword strike just now gave him a very strange feeling. After he came back from Emperor Wu City, his understanding of kendo had reached a bottleneck. No matter how hard he tried, he could never find a breakthrough and could not comprehend his own new kendo.
Now Pei Qing's sword gave him a feeling of enlightenment, and he vaguely felt that he had touched a new realm.
"Thank you for your advice, little friend." At this time, Ye Gucheng cupped his hands and clasped his fists, sincerely convinced. He didn't care about the reputation of a kendo master and only pursued the supreme kendo.
After his words fell, everyone on Feixian Island took a deep breath, with deep shock in their eyes, and looked at Pei Qing completely differently.
Ye Gucheng was defeated.
Ye Gucheng, ranked ninth among the top ten kendo masters in the world, was defeated.
Then the young man in front of him will replace Ye Gucheng's position and become one of the new top ten swordsman masters in the world.
Everyone witnessed the birth of a new legend with their own eyes, and couldn't help but stir up a storm in their hearts.
This ridiculously young boy actually did it.
"I would also like to thank Mr. Ye for teaching me to improve my swordsmanship to a higher level." Pei Qing cupped his hands and said. Although he won, he was not proud at all. Instead, he was very humble. Ye Gucheng is indeed a great master. A master of swordsmanship deserves respect.
"My little friend, can you please have a few drinks?" Ye Gucheng asked suddenly. He admired Pei Qing's strength. It would be a blessing to meet such a master of swordsmanship.
Pei Qing smiled lightly and said, "As far as I know, Mr. Ye is a teetotaler."
Ye Gucheng said: "You drink wine and I drink tea. There is no difference."
Pei Qing smiled brightly and said, "Since Mr. Ye warmly invites me, I would rather obey my orders respectfully."
The word "Junior Pei Qing" made Ye Gucheng's eyes change slightly. This young man was more calm than he thought. He liked opponents with this kind of character.
"Let's go and have a chat with my friends today!" Ye Gucheng laughed loudly, and then said to the people watching: "Go down and hold a banquet to entertain the distinguished guests!"
"Yes, Island Master!"
After hearing this, some disciples immediately left and ran to prepare.
Ye Gucheng smiled and said: "Please!"
"please!"
Pei Qing also said with a smile, and the two of them declined and walked side by side towards the village.
Many people watched the two people leave. They looked at the two disappeared people with extremely complicated expressions. For a long time, someone sighed. With the rise of such a young hero, the world may change.
