Moonlight, mountain villa, lone clouds, mist.
A white-robed figure sat alone in the courtyard of the manor.
Beside him, plum blossoms slowly floated down.
The man's eyes were calm. He was sitting on a stone table with a long sword.
Then, he seemed to sense something.
The young man with a dark expression raised his head slightly.
He saw a white-robed figure standing on the carved pillar of the pavilion.
The young man took a sip of water.
"You're here?"
"I'm here."
"Why are you here?"
"Do you know why I have come…"
"The Heavenly Dao is taking stock of the rankings."
"The path of the sword."
The two of them said one sentence each, and everything was in silence.
Then, the two of them fell silent again.
At this moment.
The moonlight shone on the courtyard. There was a breeze, and the plum blossoms in the courtyard emitted waves of clear sounds, as well as the rustling of leaves.
The two sword geniuses seemed to be engaged in a battle.
Only they knew how to communicate.
"Sob-"
The sword placed on the stone table suddenly let out a sword hum.
“！”
Ximen Chuixue opened his eyes and looked at Ye Gucheng.
He saw shock in Ye Gucheng's deep eyes.
"Sword Intent activation…"
The two grandmasters stood up and looked out the door.
At the door, a robust man in a black cloak was already standing.
"This black sword intent carries a hint of death…"
Ximen Chuixue looked at the figure in front of him and narrowed his eyes.
"You are Yan Thirteen, the Sword of Death that has been wandering in the Sword of Life and Death all year round?”
Ye Gucheng said calmly, his tone carrying a noble air.
"Haha."
The man did not say anything, but his actions had already acknowledged his identity.
"I had just come down from the Divine Sword Mountain Villa when I saw a list appear in the sky…"
"After thinking about it, this is the only place…Let's talk about the Dao of the Sword."
Yan Shisan spoke slowly. There was a hint of anger in his voice that he did not have in the past.
"I wouldn't dare. Yan Shisan is our senior in the path of the sword.”
Ximen Chuixue said humbly.
Decades ago, Yan Nantian had created the first Great World of Sword Principle in the martial arts world of the Ming Dynasty.
He was the first Sword God.
After that, Xie Xiaofeng, the third young master of the Divine Sword Villa, opened the second sword world.
It was for the second Sword God.
Now, Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng had inherited the title of Sword Dao.
Sword God Ximen Chuixue was the third generation Sword God.
Compared to the two of them, Deadly Yan Shisan was naturally a senior in sword arts.
It was the same in terms of realm.
Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng were only grandmasters of the sword, only a step away from becoming martial grandmasters.
Deadly Yan Shisan was already a famous martial grandmaster.
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"May I know why Senior Yan Thirteen is here?”
Although Yan Shisan was extremely powerful, Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng were neither servile nor overbearing when facing him.
Swordsmen would rather break than yield, and their sword bones were proud.
Yan Shisan glanced around and said,"
"Originally, I wanted to find a place for myself to rest. However, now that I have seen the path of the sword…"
"I wonder if the two of you…Do you have any thoughts of sparring?"
Yan Shisan's illness was due to excessive fatigue, suffering, and injuries since he was a child. As a result, his Qi and blood were corrupted. Today, his meridians were in disorder and there was no cure for it.
Originally, he had planned to die quietly like this, but he saw the colorful rainbow of the heavenly secrets.
The Heavenly Dao Rankings allowed him to see the true martial path.
The ultimate level of martial arts wasn't some peerless expert or land god.
Instead, it shattered the void!
With unwillingness, he went to Xie Xiaofeng's grave to pour his heart out and then came to Wanmei Villa.
He was dying.
If he really wanted to see a stronger Sword Dao, this was the only place…
Because Ximen Chuixue was here, and so was Ye Gucheng.
"It's my honor."
"Please advise me…"
Originally, Gucheng had come here to discuss with Ximen Chuixue about the peerless realm of the sword.
The night was silent…
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In order to gather information and information about the world, Ying Zheng had gathered all the talents of the Great Qin Empire.
The net was controlled by Zhao Gao, who was directly responsible for Ying Zheng.
Ying Huan had the right to transfer some of the troops.
Great Qin, Network Headquarters.
Zhao Gao paced back and forth in the hall.
" I'm going to the martial world for fun. The candidates I send to Young Master Huan can't have too much killing intent. They can't be too rude and spoil Young Master's fun…"
"He knows how to observe people's expressions, is willing to listen to commands, and is quite familiar with the affairs of the martial arts world.”
He pondered for a long time.
In the end, Zhao Gao finally decided on a candidate.
"Men, send this secret letter to the Lie Mountain Hall.”
With Ying Huan in Great Qin, the Hundred Schools of Philosophy had never been a thorny problem.
...
In two days, the entire Yunzhou was almost turned upside down.
However, even though they had the advantage in numbers, they still did not dare to offend the World Association.
However, in the end, his search was fruitless.
"If Sakra was so easy to find, how could he hide for a thousand years?”
The sun slowly set.
Ying Huan lay on Yan Lingji's lap, waiting for the next round of counting.
As the new moon appeared on the horizon.
In the sky, a painting scroll slowly rolled away…
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It felt like there were very few people watching. Flowers, support your little brother.
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