In that ink-and-wash landscape, the two sword masters were as agile as thunder and as quiet as mist and rain. It was a very vivid picture. Such a sword duel was beyond everyone's imagination.
Is this still the last years of Chaofan? Many people, whether hostile or not, could not help but admire him. Even in the glorious times of previous dynasties, the appearance of such a person would cause a sensation.
Qingmu, Wu Yin, Ma Chaofan, and the little fox fairy were just outside the landscape world and witnessed the battle with their own eyes. They were not filled with emotions for the time being, but they felt it more deeply.
At this moment, the man with extraordinary temperament slashed out with a sword. The sword energy was like a rainbow, and it turned into a rain curtain. His attack power was even more terrifying.
There was heavy rain between heaven and earth. Those were not real raindrops, but glowing sword rain. As Wang Zexian swung his sword, the rain was all over the sky.
At first, people were unaware and really thought that the rain of light was falling and was extremely sacred. It was not until later that they realized that his hair, his sleeves, his skin, and his eyes were all flowing with this light. It was an unparalleled rain of swords, pouring down and covering the battlefield!
If it is a group battle, he is enough alone and can kill everyone on the battlefield by himself. His swords are like raindrops flying down, and ordinary people cannot resist it at all.
Wang Xuan took a step forward. His black hair was dyed with an extremely bright color by his own sword light. At first it was silver-white, and then it turned into gold. There were countless sword lights, like thunder falling from the sky, exploding in front of him and spreading across the battlefield.
His sword light was overbearing and fierce. It exploded in the "heavy rain". Countless rain swords evaporated and dissipated. The thunder-like sword light touched the soft rain swords, merged into each other and dissipated.
During this process, the minds of both of them were emitting terrifying beams of light. That was the strongest sword light slashed out from their original spirits, like ascending to heaven or transcending a calamity. That sacred trajectory and that terrifying attack power were intertwined in the endless sword light emitted from their physical bodies and were everywhere.
This was the strongest battle in the human world, a collision at the end of the mythology of this field, which shocked all the extraordinary people.
"Hurry up, don't miss a single detail, record it all, and handle every detail perfectly. Don't allow any blur or haziness, and restore it to me as it is. This is a priceless video, and it is the strongest battle between creatures with extraordinary talents recorded in ancient books!"
Someone whispered, ordering that every subtle detail must be captured.
In fact, all parties were recording, and some spaceships even broadcast the audio and video directly through the border of the star field to their own base camp.
"This... seems to be a great war in the younger generation. Throughout the ages, it has been described in words, so it is rare to have such an opportunity to capture the scene."
"In the entire Immortal Land, it seems that only the Gou Chen Imperial Palace has real-life audio and video of this decisive battle. It seems to have been sent back from the Great Barrier and is rarely seen in the mortal world."
There was a heated discussion in the void of the universe. People from the land of mythology, the land of immortality, the land of gods, and the land of technological life, and on each spaceship, their hearts were beating fast.
On the battlefield, the duel between the two men changed. Wang Xuan's thunderous sword light became softer, as continuous as drizzle, and as elusive as a fairy mountain in the rain and fog. He became tranquil in the misty rain, and his every move had a kind of quiet beauty. He stood in a landscape painting, but he was not a person in the painting.
On the contrary, the empty and bright man was no longer so ethereal. With every move he made, the brilliant sword light seemed to split the sky, opening and closing it in a terrifying scene!
At their level, it is impossible to be limited to one style. Their fighting temperament can change at any time. They can even instantly absorb the brilliance of the enemy and use it for their own benefit, then reappear after integration.
Chi!
The sword light drawn by the Kongming man was a flash, but what was pressed down was a gray mountain, shaking the void and roaring continuously, which was more terrifying than magic.
Amid the continuous rain of swords, Wang Xuan outlined a brilliant divine image, which was his own appearance, and blasted towards the gray "Dao Mountain".
Between the two of them, all kinds of strange scenes appeared. It was clearly sword light, but what was reflected was the wonders of the human world and the scenery of the fairyland. When they collided with each other, it was more terrifying than the so-called forbidden secret technique.
In such a great confrontation, in such an ultimate battle, the figures of the two became blurred and invisible. Even the advanced equipment of the spacecraft could hardly capture their images.
From the beginning to the end, sword lights were flashing in their hearts. This was the most difficult battle Wang Xuan had ever encountered since his debut. There were many times when he was almost killed!
The two men seemed otherworldly and aloof, but in fact, they had both been injured a long time ago, and each of them didn't know how many times they had been hit by the sword. At their level, no one was weaker than the other, and some of their killer moves were hard to guard against.
In that book, there was an echoing voice, a sigh, and it seemed to be very touched. Even the number one man in the past who was willing to decay in the world of mortals could not defeat this young man in this life. The killing was so difficult that it was really frightening.
In the end, Wang Xuan used his hand as a sword and swung forward. In front of the man was a vast world of red dust, his era, which bombarded Wang Xuan as a whole.
Everything came to an end, returning to nature. The sword light, the scenery of the human world, and the scenery of the fairyland all disappeared, leaving only two people in the scene.
Streams of blood gushed out of Wang Xuan's body. Those were the sword wounds. The wounds on his body were densely packed, and many places were transparent from front to back, indicating that he had suffered severe injuries!
In the most fair battle with others, in the great duel of the same level, this was unprecedented. He was almost completely killed, and both his body and soul were pierced.
This was the most difficult and brutal battle Wang Xuan had ever experienced.
The man in front of him, who was untainted by the worldly airs, was otherworldly and peerless. His body slowly disintegrated and broke apart inch by inch.
"Senior Brother!" A clear light burst out from Zhao Qinghan's body. She trembled and cried, and turned into a woman's figure. She staggered towards him with tears on her face.
"Don't cry... I'm still here."
The disintegrated man left behind a hazy shadow, still so clear and extraordinary. He nodded to Wang Xuan first, then he turned around, held the woman's hand, and said, "If I had to choose again, I would still stay."
"Brother, I don't want to see you decay in this world. I want to change all this. I want you to transcend..." The woman's blurred face was filled with tears.
"I am willing to stay in this world. Let's go." The man said gently, pulling her shoulder to shoulder and walking away, sinking into the end of the world of ink-and-wash landscape, and finally dissipating and disappearing.
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