"You're courting death!"
Xiao Meng's eyes were cold as she took the initiative to attack.
She waved her hands.
Streams of air currents transformed into the sharpest sword intent.
It slashed towards Ye Luoyang.
Thousand Rivers Autumn Water!
This move.
He was definitely not weaker than Beiming Zi.
However, it was only at this level.
In the Hundred Schools of Philosophy, he was considered an expert.
But in front of Ye Luoyang…
In the end, he was still a little lacking.
In an instant.
Ye Luoyang's eyes flickered.
It was as bright as the stars.
He slowly extended his finger and gently tapped the world.
Ripples spread out to the world.
"Finger Sword."
"What a profound sword intent."
In a tavern in Great Peace City, an ordinary-looking middle-aged man looked at the summit of Great Peace City with a slightly surprised expression. He couldn't help but praise,"The number one cultivator of the three religions has already reached the peak of swordsmanship. It's not an exaggeration to call him a land sword immortal.”
Teng, teng, teng!
Xiaomeng was instantly pushed back. Then, the coldness in her eyes turned into shock and fear."No wonder you wanted to snatch Xueji. So your sword cultivation is also so terrifying. I'm afraid it's not inferior to Li Chungang in the past!”
"Haha."
"Grandmaster Dreamlore must be joking."
"The swords of Luoyang are not considered terrifying.”
"I can't compare to Sword God Li."
"But I did train for a few days."
Ye Luoyang's face was still as humble as ever, but he still looked like he deserved a beating.
All the experts hidden in Great Peace City.
The corners of their mouths twitched slightly.
The sword in his hand instantly lost its fragrance.
They had practiced the sword for decades.
Only then did he have some achievements in the sword path.
As for the ripple that Ye Luoyang had caused earlier…
He had the cultivation of a land sword immortal.
But thinking about it carefully, it was so terrifying.
Their eyes were filled with horror.
In just a few days.
Scholars in the world never liked to exaggerate.
Not to mention Ye Luoyang, he was the first person in the three religions.
Every word and action represented Confucianism.
They all represented the righteous spirit of the world and the spirit of a scholar.
If Ye Luoyang lied…
The cultivation of the three religions would drop to the freezing point.
"The world respects the number one person of the three religions.”
"He actually exaggerates like this.”
"Aren't you afraid that your cultivation will be destroyed?”
Xiaoyao Zi took a step forward, his eyes indifferent.
After practicing the sword for a few days, he became a sword immortal of the world.
How could Xiaoyao Zi, who was immersed in the Dao of the Sword, believe this?
"Everything Luoyang said is true."
"Luoyang is twenty-six years old this year."
"I started practicing martial arts three years ago in the Prince of Beiliang's Mansion.”
"Ten years of training the heart."
"I will follow my adoptive father to the battlefield."
"High-spirited, guiding the country."
" But I've never neglected my martial arts cultivation."
"Ten years of martial arts."
"But in the end, I'm still depressed."
"But it also laid a solid foundation.”
Ye Luoyang's eyes were filled with emotion.
Although the Prince of Beiliang still treated him with respect, he was not afraid.
He, Ye Luoyang, had not been looked down upon.
However, the pride in his heart…
Who could understand?
Probably only Xu Xiao and the others understood.
"Luoyang changed from martial arts to Confucianism."
"Listen to the Tidal Pavilion and read for three years.”
"Finally, I have attained the cultivation base of the three religions."
"And this Sword Dao has indeed only been cultivated for a few days.”
"It's just that one technique is enough to master all techniques."
"It's not difficult to enlighten one's heart."
"Remember."
"Grandmaster Xiaomeng is not as good as Luoyang.”
The corners of Ye Luoyang's mouth were indifferent, but it caused Xiaomeng's body to tremble slightly. Even Xiaoyao Zi didn't say anything else.
Because…
They all understood.
Xiaomeng was naturally suited to cultivate the Heavenly Dao.
That was why he was taken in as a disciple by Beiming Zi.
He was also Beiming Zi's last disciple.
It was all because of Xiaomeng's Heaven-Born Dao.
That had nothing to do with cultivation or cultivation.
That was one word.
Comprehension!
If one could comprehend a few Daos as they walked through the world…
Then their cultivation would increase greatly.
His own realm would also rise.
However, Ye Luoyang was so terrifying today.
He was worthy of being the best in the world.
"The sword named Qiuli."
"Myriad Rivers Autumn Water."
Xiaomeng unsheathed her sword, Autumn Dragon, and then used Myriad Rivers Autumn Water to attack Ye Luoyang.
But Xiaomeng cultivated the Heavenly Dao of the world.
She understood that this battle was hopeless.
They couldn't defeat Ye Luoyang.
Other than putting everything on the line, the only thing left was death.
Ye Luoyang merely shook his head slightly.
If the three of them attacked together…
There was still a chance to escape.
It was a pity.
There was no way Xiaomeng would retreat.
It was the will to die.
Ye Luoyang's finger tapped lightly again.
And at this moment, there was no more Sword Dao in the world.
In the void.
One by one, dazzling words appeared.
It was as if countless sages were narrating their own Dao.
This was an instant.
Xiaomeng's Thousand Rivers and Autumn Waters disintegrated.
Clang! Clang!
Two sword cries sounded almost at the same time.
Chi Songzi and Xiaoyao Zi both attacked.
Sword Qi tore through the air.
It was as if two galaxies were falling from the nine heavens.
However…
Facing the Sage characters around Ye Luoyang.
However, it was as if a sword had slashed into a swamp.
The further they advanced.
The more difficult it was.
In the end.
It was actually difficult for him to move an inch forward.
It stopped completely.
At the place where they stopped.
It was just 30 feet away from Ye Luoyang.
"Senior Qing Yi."
"Luoyang's cultivation can be ranked among the top few in the world.”
Xu Zhihu looked at the scene in front of him. The Taoists of the Great Qin Dynasty were no match for Ye Luoyang at all, so he looked curiously at Cao Changqing beside him.
"If I were to fight him…"
"Although I am not confident that I will win,"
"But if Luoyang wants to defeat me…"
"I have to pay a price."
"As for the Daoists in front of us, other than that Xiaomeng.”
"They're all just mud and tiles. They're not worth mentioning.”
Cao Changqing already had his own pride. Moreover, he had already touched the threshold of the Confucian Saint, so he was naturally not weaker than Ye Luoyang.
As for the true top experts in the world.
Xiaoyao Zi and Chi Songzi were just fleeting clouds.
As for Xiaomeng, who cultivated the Heavenly Dao.
Cao Changqing's pupils constricted.
Just like Lv Dongxuan 600 years ago.
Although he had never seen her face.
But Cao Changqing had already been to Wudang Mountain.
He had seen Hong Xixiang.
The two of them played a game of chess.
Cao Changqing won half of his sons.
Then, he descended the mountain.
At that time, Hong Xixiang was at his peak.
In the Great Peace Imperial Palace, the young eunuch holding a scroll raised his eyes slightly, but they dimmed again.
Ye Luoyang's cultivation was indeed formidable.
The three paths that he cultivated.
The young eunuch was even more afraid of him.
But at this time, whether to go out or not.
It seemed meaningless.
Just as Cao Changqing said.
Great Qin's Daoist Heaven Sect and Human Sect
Except for Xiaomeng.
they are nothing more than mud and tiles.
It was impossible for him to defeat Ye Luoyang.
As for the experts hidden in Great Peace City.
They scoffed even more.
And the weather in Luoyang has already been formed.
The young eunuch made his move.
He might not be able to keep Ye Luoyang.
It was very likely that he would offend Ye Luoyang.
It was better not to help either.
"Han Diao Temple."
"You're known to be skilled in pointing at the Mysterious Killing Heavenly Phenomenon.”
"Three thousand red silk rods."
"If you fight Ye Sheng, do you have a chance of winning?”
Qi Yanglong, the Grand Chancellor of Shangyin Academy, looked at Han Diao Temple with a gentle gaze.
"It's too uncertain."
"Even if it's the three great Daoist experts.”
"Han Diao Temple might not even be able to keep them.”
"But there's no hurry."
"Han Diao Temple still has the ability to improve."
"And they are already in their twilight years, without any spirit.”
Han Diao Temple did not exaggerate in the slightest. Instead, it was as calm as ever.
He had to admit his insignificance.
Sometimes, it was also a form of cultivation.
However, if he was given time.
Even if he wasn't as good as Ye Luoyang.
His Han Diao Temple could also be ranked among the top in the world.
"Ye Sheng."
" A disciple of Shangyin Academy."
"The Yang Dragons are all here.”
"I won't let you die today.”
Qi Yanglong lightly nodded his head and then looked at the Great Peace Summit.
Why was he, Qi Yang Long, in Great Peace City?
It wasn't to report back.
It was to use all the power of Shangyin Academy.
To protect the new Confucian Saint of the Confucian Sect.
As for the white-robed man, he held a Buddhist staff and had a solemn expression.
He was already standing at the peak of Great Peace.
two Zen temples, Li Beware.
Gu Jiantang raised his head slightly, disbelief flashing in his eyes.
He hadn't expected the white-robed monk to come to Great Peace.
It seemed like the rumors in the martial world.
At Shangyin Academy.
Li Xiaoxin met up with Ye Luoyang, and the two of them drank and chatted happily.
No wonder.
Today we will meet again in Tai 'an.
"There are more and more experts."
In the tavern, there was still that extremely ordinary middle-aged man. He could feel the aura surging from all directions. Even that existence had come to Great Peace.
Because of one person, the wind and cloud are moving.
The peak of the world gathered here.
Life was like this.
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