Chapter 102 Departure

Chapter 102 Departure

Chapter 102 Departure (Second update, additional update for monthly tickets, thank you book friends for your support!)
"I say, Master Li, you are really amazing. With just this one move of yours, you can knock down all the other flying swords. The top thirty-six are all from my Shuzhong Xuanmen. The ones who will stand out in the sword fighting field will all be our own people. This is brilliant, really brilliant!"

Among the thirty-six flying swords that were almost flying side by side, there was an orange sword, and the thought attached to the sword conveyed such a thought.

This is not easy, as it requires a high level of mental strength, especially at such a high altitude.

The scorching sun, the howling wind, and the cold clouds can all hurt the mind, so many people cannot fly their swords to such heights.

But this person can still express his thoughts clearly.

Hearing this, Li Yingqiong smiled. Although this was not her original intention, when she heard someone say this, she naturally would not explain and just assumed that this was her original intention.

She recognized this flying sword. It was Yuan Yongzhen's flying sword from Qingcheng Mountain.

Among the Shuzhong Xuanmen, although Qingcheng Mountain is suppressed by Emei, the Qingcheng Sect has never submitted to Emei. It always compares itself with Emei in everything and always wants to suppress Emei. It is the sect that gives the master the most headaches.

Today, in this matter, Li Yingqiong had a good idea and set a good example. Among the thousands of swords flying together, she shot down the other flying swords and only kept the Xuanmen of Shuzhong. How glorious it would be if it were spread out. Which sect in the world could practice flying swords as widely as Shuzhong? All the people in the sect practiced flying swords. It was really easy for them to join forces to use the remaining flying swords.

In fact, they did just that.

When this matter spread back to Shu and Emei, who would not miss Li Yingqiong's kindness?

My Master and his wife would certainly be proud of me!

A thought also came from Taibai Zhirui, proving that Li Yingqiong also had an extraordinary telekinetic power:

"Master often said that the Xuanmen in Shu are of the same blood. Only by uniting together can the Xuanmen power go beyond Western Shu and spread throughout the universe. It is my duty to do this."

Yuan Yongzhen wanted to laugh. He called her fat, and she was out of breath. However, it was good to have such a young man. If the owners of those downed flying swords or even their sects had any complaints in the future, they could just put the blame on Emei. It would be good for them to get the advantage.

At this time he said,
"Li Xiaozu, that flying sword is indeed difficult to deal with. You had a good vision and besieged him with your fellow disciples from the beginning. Although it implicated two of your fellow disciples and broke the flying sword, it gave us two more places. I wonder who that person is?"

Yuan Yongzhen smiled and said that this was what satisfied him the most. Of the thirty-six flying swords flying high now, only three were from Emei. But fifteen disciples from Qingcheng Mountain came, and at this moment, thirteen flying swords were still flying high! The other two were not knocked down because their mental power was not enough.

As for the remaining ones, Heming Mountain took up eight, Qingyang Palace took up seven, and Jinniu Palace took up five.

In fact, there were some in these three factions who could still soar, but they were all persuaded to stop by these people who appealed to their emotions, explained their ideas, and preached the righteousness.

All the schools and factions were in sync with each other, and thanks to Emei's great understanding of reason, there was no competition to gain the spotlight. The few with higher abilities deliberately slowed down and took care of the less capable ones. The thirty-six flying swords were almost at the same height and moved forward in unison.

It is said that there are thirty-six swords, and there are exactly thirty-six of them, no more, no less, and they are neatly arranged, which better reflects the control of the Shuzhong Xuanmen over the flying sword field!

This is to let the people of the world know that the flying sword came from Shu!
However, what Li Yingqiong was most dissatisfied with was the lack of people, and immediately said:
"He has no background, he just relied on a high-quality flying sword. Now that his flying sword is broken, he can't do anything. As for my two fellow disciples, they were really careless!"

Yan Renying and Zhou Qingyun remained silent, not saying a word, allowing Li Yingqiong to chat and laugh with other sects.

At this time, Yuan Yongzhen said,

"What Master Li said is true. A good teacher produces good students. By the way, speaking of this, we admire Master Miaoyi's generosity and magnanimity. He actually merged Biyun Temple into Emei. Emei's reputation is rising again. I am shocked!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the "Xuansha" sword, which had been flying steadily and high in the sky, suddenly shook, disrupting the formation.

"What did you say?"

Yan Renying's thoughts were transmitted from the "Xuansha" sword. Thoughts can not only convey the meaning of words, but also fully express emotions. Now, this sentence fully conveys Yan Renying's shock and a hint of anger.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Yan, don't you know?"

Yuan Yongzhen's thoughts also fully conveyed his surprise, but it was unclear whether this emotion was his true emotion or just a pretense.

"That's what we heard in the lower world before the sword fighting competition started. Now, there is no Dujun Mountain Biyun Temple, only the Dujun Mountain Emei Branch Mansion!"

There is no more Dujunshan Biyun Temple... There is no more Dujunshan Biyun Temple...

These words kept echoing in Yan Renying's mind, and the "Xuansha" sword was on the verge of falling.

"Senior Brother Yan! Senior Brother Yan!"

Li Yingqiong's thoughts echoed in the sky, trying to wake up Yan Renying.

But now Yan Renying was just repeating that sentence in his mind. He could not hear anything and dared not think about anything.

Then "Xuan Sha" fell.

Yuan Yongzhen was a little surprised. He didn't expect Yan Renying to react so strongly. He was naturally happy that Emei lost a sword, but the thirty-six swords were no longer complete.

Everyone was looking at "Xuan Sha", but no one noticed that "Yuepao" was also not calm in his reaction.

Zhou Qingyun couldn't help but wonder, will Huangshan become a branch of Emei Mountain one day?
Just at this moment, two flaming flying swords suddenly broke into their formation and appeared in the Moon-Reflecting Mirror.

Before the thirty sword masters could figure out what was going on, they saw two scarlet flying swords suddenly appear and spin horizontally. The broad sword bodies hit Taibai Zhirui from the left and right.

It's not about chopping, it's about patting.

The tremendous force, the harsh sound, and the blazing Yang Fire magic power almost dissipated Li Yingqiong's thoughts on "Taibai Zhirui".

She immediately transformed "Taibai Zhirui" into a ball of golden energy, wrapping up her weak thoughts, and wanted to escape from here.

But at this moment, as if it had been expected, a section of Taodu erupted with a "bang" and a ball of yang fire,
The fireball immediately completely enveloped the escaping white golden energy.

The Taibai Gengjin energy is struggling violently.

At the same time, the shadow of a Taoist in red clothes appeared and disappeared in the fire. The golden sunlight in the sky of the third heaven was immediately attracted by the fire. The light near the fire began to distort, as if it was sucked into the fire, and the fire then expanded further.

The Yang Fire spread, always covering the Taibai Gold Energy.

Just when Taodu fell, he suddenly realized something. In a sword fight, sometimes you don't have to cut the sword, and the same goes for destroying thoughts. Even if he couldn't refine Taibai Zhirui, the thought attached to the sword shouldn't have such ability.

Looking at the surging Yang Fire, the other flying swords fled like crazy. No one wanted their thoughts to be contaminated by the Yang Fire. They also couldn't understand why this person's thoughts could control and absorb such a terrifying Yang Fire.

"Senior Sister Zhou! Save me!"

Li Yingqiong's thoughts came from the fire.

But before she could say anything, the other half of the "Tao Du" sword had already attacked "Yueping".

There is only Cheng Xinzhan's soul in this sword blade, no ghost spirit, no sword spirit.

Therefore, the sword's attack came extremely quickly, and there seemed to be no hesitation at all.

This time, the half sword blade did not pierce straight at her, nor did it flash and jump. The trajectory of the flying sword was not the familiar Lihuo hexagram of Zhou Qingyun, but a very beautiful arc, like an antelope hanging its horns, like freehand ink splashing, like the yin and yang dividing line in Tai Chi. It passed through the air so quickly that she could not see the next path of the flying sword.

This is the way of Hunyuan, this is the change of Feiqi.

Naturally, her "Tieguai Li's Kanshui Mianrou Sword Sutra" was of no use.

Half of the sword blade chopped down diagonally on the "Moon Soul". Although it was only a short piece, it had a sense of great force and heaviness, causing the "Moon Soul" which was originally flying high with the tip of the sword pointing upwards to roll down.

Just as Zhou Qingyun tried hard to stabilize the tumbling and falling posture of "Yueping", half of "Taodu" followed and chopped it with another sword.

One sword after another.

The falling speed of "Yue Po" was even faster than that of "Xuan Sha" which fell on its own.

Cheng Xinzhan's Shuangling didn't know why "Xuansha" fell, but he didn't care. He just chopped with sword after sword without any emotional fluctuations.

On the other side, in the yang fire, Li Yingqiong's thoughts gradually became silent.

The Taibai Gengjin Qi also transformed back into its true form as a flying sword.

It was at this moment that a huge thought overflowed from "Taibai Zhirui", instantly dispersing the Yang Fire and revealing the true form of "Taodu". The ghost spirits in "Taodu" were also injured.

"Who dares to take my flying sword?"

A majestic female voice echoed high in the sky of the third heaven.

That thought took the form of a woman.

The woman looked at the half-finished "Taodu" and her expression changed.

"Mrs. Miaoyi!"

The owner of Huanzhu Tower took a step forward, walked from Huanzhu Tower to the front of "Taodu", and faced the woman directly.

"Madam Miaoyi, this is my sword fighting arena, not the Emei sword fighting arena. You have come to the wrong place."

Huanzhu Louzhu looked at the woman with a cold expression.

Master Wu Shan and Elder Jiao also rose into the air, but they did not get close. This was Li Jianxian's territory, and they could not interfere.

After seeing the woman, Li Yuanhua also rose into the air and bowed to salute.

Xun Yinlan took in the situation here and suddenly smiled.
"In front of you, my husband and I are both juniors, so how can we be called Madam Miaoyi? I just thought that some evildoers had hurt my disciples and taken my flying sword, so I showed up to investigate. I didn't expect that you were holding a sword fighting meeting. Since it was a misunderstanding, I will leave now to avoid disturbing you."

After saying that, Xun Yinlan's thoughts turned into a ray of light and fled directly to the southwest. Also leaving with her were "Taibai Zhirui" and "Yueping" who was about to fall to the ground.

Huanzhu Louzhu snorted coldly, looking unhappy.

At this time, a human-shaped aura floated out from the broken sword "Taodu" beside Huanzhu Louzhu and turned into the appearance of Cheng Xinzhan.

He bowed to the owner of Huanzhu Tower and said,

"Senior, my flying sword is damaged and on the verge of collapse. I cannot participate in the following flying sword duels. I am bidding you farewell here."

The swordsman nodded, a look of shame on his face.

"It's my fault that I didn't set the rules well. Otherwise, you would have had a chance to win three prizes in a row."

Cheng Xinzhan shook his head. "I have gained a lot from this sword fight, and I know that there are always people who are better than you. How can I expect to win forever?"

The swordsman's admiration was evident in his expression, and he took out a compass and handed it to him.

"This is a formation diagram, a void teleportation formation diagram. Huanzhu Tower is not like Peacock City, which drifts around everywhere. It is common to be in the blue sea in the morning and Cangwu in the evening. With this formation diagram, you can teleport to Huanzhu Tower at any time and come to find me at any time."

Cheng Xinzhan knew the importance of this formation diagram, so he controlled his spiritual energy to take it, then leaned over to express his gratitude.

Then, the sword immortal turned over his palm and handed out another object.

When he looked, he found that it was the fragment of the sword tip of "Taodu" that was bitten off by the snake shadow earlier.

"You didn't get the Three Elements, but your flying sword broke into three pieces. Don't you really have any regrets?"

Cheng Xinzhan took the sword tip, smiled, and bowed to the sword fairy to say goodbye. The soul did not even glance at the flying swords that had avoided him because they were afraid of the yang fire, and once again immersed itself in the broken sword.
The broken sword fell, and with its spiritual energy, it carried the sword tip and the compass and flew towards Peacock City. People could vaguely hear the sound of poetry singing in the air wherever the broken sword passed:
It's hard to get rid of things in this world, so I have to hold on to the rope tightly.

Without the bitter cold, how can the fragrance of plum blossoms be so strong?
　The sword fight is over!

　　I finished the short section about the sword fighting meeting while on a business trip. It was difficult to write, but it was very enjoyable. My performance has been very good in the past few days, and I have a good chance of getting first place in the monthly votes for my new book. Thank you all for your support!
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