Chapter 2679: The Sword Master is defeated, only then can he know the joy of fish

Everything about Sword Master Liu Bai is a sword, whether it is the loose black hair, the belt around his waist, the slightly swaying clothes, the back of his eyes and his voice, it gives people a strong sense of oppression, just by looking at it His presence and the sound of his voice will make your ears feel tingling. With such a level of swordsmanship, it is no wonder that he is known as the best in the world.

A ray of skylight fell from the roof of the cave and fell on the hut, Bitan and Ren. Liu Bai and Zhao Wuhao were more dazzling than the light at this time, making people see their existence at the first sight, and the surrounding people were stunned. Everything was ignored, as if there were only two people in this small world. The breeze blew gently, but the clothes on the body were blown, and the skirts swayed slightly, like the weeping willows in early spring, charming and full of life.

With its long and stable fingers, soft and broad palm, and those thin calluses, this is a hand that is very suitable for holding a sword. Those thin calluses also seem to prove that this hand often holds the hilt of the sword. This hand is stretched out He came out and stretched out towards Bitan in front of him.

Ordinary swordsmen in the practice world all use flying swords, with the exception of one sect. Coincidentally, that famous sect is located in the Southern Jin Dynasty, and right where Zhao Wuhao stands today, is the Sword Saint Liu. The sword pavilion founded by Bai.

Practitioners pay attention to the talent of the root bones. For example, when he first enlightened, what he saw was a lake, a stream, or a pond. Liu Bai saw a surging river, surging and flowing, and Liu Bai slowly held the hilt of the sword. , and his body slowly stood up. His figure was tall and strong, showing endless strength. His eyes were like the sharpest weapons. He looked directly into Zhao Wuhao's eyes, wanting to see those vast eyes. Deep in his eyes, he could see a hint of fear and anxiety.

Just like what Liu Bai saw was a surging river, what Zhao Wuhao saw when he first realized his spiritual enlightenment was the world: heaven and earth, mountains, rivers, trees, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, the galaxy and the universe, all things in the world, and all living beings. The world was vast and boundless. Filled with everything, even Haotian's brilliance cannot completely illuminate the world, like a faint ray of light that can only huddle in a tiny corner.

Sword Master Liu Bai sat cross-legged on the edge of the pool, lowering his head and not looking at the sky, because the opening at the top of the cliff cave was too small. Even if he looked up at the clouds, he could only see a patch of light.

A big sword with an ancient feel slowly rose from the bottom of the pool. Compared with this sword, the sword that Liu Bai often used on the thatched house frame was as dilapidated as straw.

No one knows that the Sword Master Liu Bai has been hiding in the mountains of Jiange Mountain, meditating and enlightening by the pond for many years. Apart from not daring to show up because of the fear in his heart, he has been refining a real sword, which must be the strongest one in the world. A sword.

Zhao Wuhao watched quietly as Liu Bai grasped the long sword that threatened the world. The sword was extremely long and had sharp edges on both sides. It was sharp and chilly. As Liu Bai's mental power surged, the sword's intention As it gushed out, the sword body trembled slightly, emitting a clear sword cry, like a dragon's roar, which penetrated people's hearts.

Liu Bai's palms were broad and his fingers were long and slender, which was perfect for holding a sword. He held the sword hilt tightly, with no gaps visible, and they were perfectly integrated, as if the hand and the sword hilt were originally connected together. When he grasped the hilt of the sword, the sword in the sheath became part of his body, or in other words, his body became an extension of the sword, and the two could no longer be distinguished from each other.

Liu Bai drew his sword, but he couldn't defeat Zhao Wuhao. He could only regain face in his best field. People only knew that he moved the sword, but no one could catch it, because his sword was the fastest, and there was one As a rule that applies to everyone, if Liu Bai draws his sword first, it means victory.

Most people would never let Liu Bai draw his sword first when dealing with him, but Zhao Wuhao did just that, letting Liu Bai draw his sword first, without any hindrance, and just let the sword thrust out.

Liu Bai's sword thrust towards Zhao Wuhao. All the vitality in this small world rioted, and everything around him also rioted. They were all infected by the extremely tyrannical sword intent, and the pond water turned into Liu Bai. The wooden house turned into Liu Bai's sword, the grass turned into Liu Bai's sword, this small world became the world of swords, revealing the sharp and unparalleled edge, gathered into a long river of sword energy, pressing towards Zhao Wuhao down.

The corners of Zhao Wuhao's mouth opened up, revealing an extremely bright smile, showing joy and joy, far greater than when he saw Liansheng Thirty-Two. He did not make any move and allowed Liu Bai's big sword to approach him. .

Suddenly, ripples appeared in the surrounding void. Zhao Wuhao and Liu Bai were obviously very close to each other. The two stood side by side, but the lightning-fast sword could not be reached in front of Zhao Wuhao, as if they were There is a distance of tens of millions of miles between them, and they are so close to each other. This is a completely different realm from the realm of no distance.

This magical power of turning a close distance into thousands of miles is beyond Liu Bai's imagination, because he knows that this state is far more profound and difficult than the state of no distance that can be crossed thousands of miles in a single thought.

Liu Bai did not follow his heart's desire without distance. The saint's thoughts could reach the realm of thousands of miles away. However, he also had the ability to move the sword thousands of miles away, which was second only to the realm of distance. Since he could not reach Zhao Wuhao with his sword, then Holding the sword, his fingers slowly loosened, and he let go of the hilt. The sword turned into a stream of light, and appeared in front of Zhao Wuhao's eyes across a distance of thousands of miles in the short space.

Zhao Wuhao's eyes brightened instantly. Sword masters in the world generally practice swordsmanship instead of swinging swords. Only Zi Ke Haoran changed. He never wields swords, but only swings them, but with sharp edges. Unparalleled, unstoppable, killing the world with fear, Liu Bai also gained understanding from it, and from then on he started to swing the sword instead of wielding it.

Now, under the pressure of Zhao Wuhao, Liu Bai once again realized that whether he was wielding a sword or wielding a sword, he no longer had to worry about it. He could switch freely between the two sword-wielding techniques without worrying about it, and his swordsmanship was further improved. He is worthy of the name of Sword Master and the most powerful person in the world.

Although Liu Bai at this time still did not dare to take the crucial step because of the fear in his heart and was in the fifth realm of practice, but if anyone underestimated him because of this, even if that person had already stepped out of the fifth realm of practice, Stepping into the wonderful realm, you will still suffer a big loss and die under this sword of the river.

Although Liu Bai is in the fifth realm, it does not mean that his strength can only be in the fifth realm. He is far superior to everyone above the fifth realm. If there is a threshold above the five realms, he can kill them all, even if they are infinite.

In Zhao Wuhao's eyes, Liu Bai is the most powerful person among the people he has fought so far. He is stronger than Liansheng Thirty-Two, more sharp than Li Manchuan in the Infinite Realm, and even more powerful than the one who has already fought against him. He felt extremely gratified that he had stepped out of the five realms of cultivation and the first lecture hall in Xuankong Temple was even more powerful.

Liu Bai's powerful strength made Zhao Wuhao finally make a move. He raised his right hand, a little empty, and the fingertips and the sharp sword tip touched together in front of his eyes.

"Ding!"

The sound of metal and stone was made between the fingers and the big sword, which was clear and sweet. The sword energy exploded and spread everywhere, leaving clear and profound sword marks on the ground, on the cliff, in the wooden house, and in the pool. It is filled with two auras, one is like the water of a big river coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning, majestic and surging, and the other is like the vast and boundless bright star river, magnificent and mysterious, making people look up.

If the Sword of the Great River is the sharpest sword in the world, the Sword of the Galaxy is different. It has transcended the human world, is beyond the nine heavens, and is above the human world. It needs to be looked up to and awed by.

The strongest sword in the world that Liu Baiyun had raised for many years was instantly knocked back with one finger and fell into Liu Bai's hand. He clenched his fingers tightly and the sword was still pointed at Zhao Wuhao. The sword intent on his body became more and more fierce, and the surrounding people The air could not withstand the sharpness of Liu Bai's body. He was pierced by the sword energy and made a hissing sound that could be heard and shook the void.

"Okay, very good, what a sword of the river. With just this sword, you have surpassed countless people in the world, which makes me extremely happy!"

"It's disrespectful to come back without reciprocating. Since you have already swung a sword at me, I will also swipe at you!"

Zhao Wuhao was like drinking nectar, with endless aftertaste and intoxication. He was very satisfied with Liu Bai's strength and performance. This sword master who was still in the realm of knowing his fate had surpassed many practitioners above the fifth realm. His sharpness was unparalleled. Sharp and unstoppable, he is worthy of being called the strongest person in the world.

"Be careful, Liansheng Thirty-Two was killed by my sword. If you can't stop it, you will fall and you will never see the magnificent scenery and taboo secrets above the Five Realms!"

Liu Bai was shocked when he heard this. He had naturally heard of the reputation of Liansheng Thirty-two, but he did not expect that Master Liansheng would fall into the hands of the young man in front of him.

Liu Bai was a guest of Xiling Temple, so he naturally knew about Liansheng Thirty-Two, the Judgment God Seat, and also knew about his strength and reputation. He was looking forward to the secret of such a powerful existence and the irresistible sword.

After Zhao Wuhao reminded him, he pointed his right index finger in the sky, his sword intent soared into the sky, his sword energy spread all over the world, it was unparalleled in sharpness, its edge was unparalleled, it could cut everything and destroy everything.

There was a chill in the world, and there was no life left. The fish swimming in the blue pool floated on the water, unable to withstand the fierce sword intent, exposing their white bellies. The grass on the ground could not withstand the sword intent like the wind. , The strong wind knows the strong grass, and can break the grass, the grass clippings are flying, and they are floating in the void. Even the vitality of this world has lost its agility and vitality, and is motionless, falling into silence.

At this moment, Liu Bai seemed to see the shadow of death shrouding him in the incomparable darkness. He seemed to be separated from the world and fell into the bottomless abyss. Everything around him would take away his life and make him immortal forever. Transcendence.

Fear arose in Liu Bai's heart, making his sword heart dusty. The palm holding the sword trembled slightly, losing its previous calmness. The sword body trembled and was teetering. It seemed that in the face of Zhao Wuhao's sword, he couldn't even hold the big sword in his hand tightly. The sword's courage was gone, and despair, darkness, fear, panic, and countless negative emotions poured into Liu Bai's heart.

A true swordsman should not have so many emotions in his heart. He only needs an indomitable edge and the courage to live and die. No other emotions should exist. Liu Bai was like this in the past, with only edge and courage in his heart. , with only the long sword in his hand, he is confident that he can face anything and anyone, and he can swing the sword in his hand and cut off all obstacles that hinder his progress.

However, Zhao Wuhao's sword was different from anything Liu Bai had ever seen in the past. The sharpness of the sword not only cut the body, but also the heart. Only the sword's heart was flawless and perfect, so that it could calmly face the sword that cut the body.

The sword in Liu Bai's hand trembled continuously, and suddenly a low sword sound was emitted. This was the spirit of the great sword. It seemed that he did not want to see his master who had raised him for many years fall into despair, so he let out his own cry.

This sword sound was weak and low, but in Liu Bai's ears it was like morning bells and evening drums, Hong Zhong Da Lu, shocking his mind, turned into a magic sword, fell into his sword heart, cut through the darkness, and destroyed all Distracted thoughts, a ray of bright and bright light emerged from the deepest part of the soul, like a bright sun hanging high in the sky, extremely bright, and the sword's heart was instantly perfect and flawless.

Liu Bai's eyes flashed with light, and it shot into the void, two feet long, piercing the air. The trembling palm clenched again, with terrifying stability. The most powerful sword in the world that had been cultivated for many years in his hand slowly thrust out, slashing Passing through the void, he collided with the indestructible fingertips.

"boom!"

The air waves collapsed, the vitality tumbled, the pond exploded, the grass was in a mess, and the wooden house collapsed. This small world seemed to have suffered a natural disaster, and everything was destroyed.

Although Liu Bai's figure blocked the sword, he could not withstand the vast power contained in the sword. He stepped back with his feet, leaving a series of three footprints on the ground. The flesh and blood in his body tore apart. The bones broke, making a crackling sound. He opened his mouth, and a blood arrow spurted out. His face was extremely pale, and his breath was extremely weak. His limbs were limp and he sat on the messy ground.

Liu Bai is an extremely proud person. Sword masters are all proud. As a sword master, he is far more proud than ordinary sword masters. His clothes are clean on weekdays, his long hair is not messy, and he attaches great importance to his image. Now he was in disgrace, his long hair was messy, and his face was unkempt. He never thought that he would be in such a mess, and his image was completely gone.

"Not bad, very good!"

Zhao Wuhao was still standing at his original position. He had not moved a step since the fight, and he had an absolute advantage from the beginning to the end.

A bitter smile appeared on Liu Bai's proud face. He looked up at Zhao Wuhao who was standing beside the Tan. He seemed to see the highest mountain in the world, lying in front of him, making it difficult for people to cross. He said dejectedly.

"Your Excellency has a high level of cultivation. I am convinced by the defeat. I wonder if you can tell me your name so that the defeat can be understood!"

"Zhao Wuhao!"

The faint voice echoed in this small world for a long time, but the figure had disappeared. Even Liu Bai couldn't determine what method he used to leave.

Liu Bai gave a bitter smile, lowered his proud head, and his eyes dimmed. He was defeated. He was defeated by Zhao Wuhao, who was known as Ke Haoran's second best. He was convinced and felt inferior.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a sound came from the calm Bitan. The fish that had turned belly up started to move again, swimming happily in the Bitan. The ripples spread layer by layer, and came into Liu Bai's eyes one after another. .

"Yu'er is actually not dead. It seems that he still left a glimmer of hope in this sword strike, otherwise I wouldn't be able to resist him!"

Liu Bai became even more frustrated. He used all his abilities to resist the sword. He didn't expect that it was the opponent who released the water. He really didn't know how terrifying this sword would be if it left no chance of life.

After being speechless for a long time, Liu Bai slowly stood up. Even though his flesh and blood were torn and his bones were broken in hundreds of places, he still did not show a trace of pain. His back was straight. This is the last pride of this human sword master. The spine cannot be bent, he said with emotion as he looked at the fish swimming in the pond.

“The minnows travel leisurely, which is the joy of fish.”

"I couldn't argue with words, but I lost even when I drew my sword. I lost so thoroughly that it's admirable!"

The Yue Kingdom is located to the south of the Southern Jin Dynasty, east of the river, and faces the relatively quiet South China Sea, so the fishing port is much more prosperous and lively than that of the Song Kingdom.

A young man wearing a loose Confucian shirt came here. He had an extremely handsome face and bright and clear eyes. He looked at everything around him curiously. The local customs, customs, and worldly affairs were all captured in his eyes, integrated into his heart, and turned into dots. Bits and pieces of insights.

The young man strolled through the noisy fish market and arrived at the South China Sea without stopping. The cloth shoes on his feet fell on the calm sea, and he walked on the sea as if walking on flat ground.

The soft water surface actually held up Zhao Wuhao's body steadily. Under the exclamations and gazes of everyone at the coastal fish market, he stepped forward and walked step by step towards the depths of the sea. Countless ignorant people knelt down and prayed devoutly. , regard it as the god Haotian who descended into the world.

Zhao Wuhao walked in the depths of the South China Sea for an unknown length of time. Every time he took a step, ripples appeared and spread out, like a spider web, exploring everything around him.

Suddenly the ripples dispersed, and Zhao Wuhao seemed to sense something. He turned his steps, changed the direction of travel, and approached the target he found.

I saw a small boat rising and falling in the waves in the distance on the sea full of morning light. There was a Taoist in Tsing Yi standing on the boat. The Taoist in Tsing Yi described himself as ordinary, without anything special, but it made people unable to take their eyes away.

Zhao Wuhao looked calmly at the small boat and the Taoist in Qingyi on the boat from a distance of several hundred feet. His eyes followed the ups and downs of the waves in the distance. He had found the person he was looking for.

The Taoist in green on the boat in the distance stood on the bow of the boat with his hands behind his hands. He slightly raised his head and looked at the rising sun in the east. His whole body seemed to be melting into the reddish morning light. He did not have any powerful momentum on his body, but it made people feel I feel in awe, this is a powerful practitioner who cannot see the depth at all.

If Liu Bai is the most powerful person in the world, then this Taoist in Qingyi is the most powerful person in the world. Although he is not as good as heaven, he can still overlook the world and transcend the world.

At this moment, Zhao Wuhao spoke, his voice clear and sweet, reverberating on the sea surface, calming the rough waves, and letting the small boat sit there calmly.

"I found you!"

There was a trace of surprise on Taoist Master Qingyi's face, his eyes were deep, and he looked at Zhao Wuhao quietly. His mouth opened and closed slightly, and a calm and coercive voice sounded.

"Who are you and why are you looking for me?"

The voice of the Taoist in Qingyi reached Zhao Wuhao's ears across a distance of hundreds of feet. It was still very clear, as clear as if he was speaking in his ear.

"It doesn't matter who I am, nor does it matter why I'm looking for you!"

The expression of the Taoist in Qingyi moved slightly, a bright light rose in his eyes, but his gaze became deeper, making it difficult to see clearly, and he asked lightly.

"If these are not important, what else is important?"