Xuanxia

Chapter 841: Supreme Sword
The surface of the lake is like a mirror.

Fu Qingzhou is very familiar with this place, this is his own state of mind.

Not far away, Jiang Baichuan stood proudly.

Here, he is no longer the withered and half-dead old man, but still the vigorous, tall and mighty man he once was, with his hair and beard spotless and meticulous. He stands with his hands behind his back, his white clothes as white as snow.

And Fu Qingzhou is not alone.

When he realized that he had entered the state of mind, Qi Ran and Yi Ran were standing beside him.

Qi Ran looked like a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, but he was dressed in a red robe and had red hair. His face was cold and compassionate, as if he had compassion for all the living things in the world. The temperament between his eyebrows was like that of an old man.

Yiran is just the opposite. He is an old man with a sage-like demeanor, with a long white beard and a blue shirt fluttering in the wind. However, his eyes are filled with an incomparably carefree and cheerful expression, like a carefree child.

Just as Fu Qingzhou had seen his true appearance before.

"I see."

Jiang Baichuan glanced at Qi Ran and Yi Ran: "This is why you need the Way of Only Me."

"Jiang Baichuan."

It was Yiran who spoke first. He grinned, stroked his long beard and said, "What a strong aura, stronger than Xuanxing's."

"But it's not selflessness." Qi Ran took over and said, "It's a... very strange way."

He also laughed, but his laugh was a little evil. His expression was still cold and sad, like an old monk, but his laugh contained a sinister feeling.

"It seems that these two are also knowledgeable people."

Jiang Baichuan smiled slightly: "In this case, this battle should be very exciting."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his right hand towards Fu Qingzhou, with his two fingers pointing like a sword.

There is no earth-shattering power, no sky-shattering roar.

Just at this moment, Fu Qingzhou "heard" his sword intent in his heart.

Disconnect.

Pure, clean, sharp cut.

There is no more frills, no more millions of sword lights, and even the so-called "sword" cannot be seen, only the most extreme cutting!
Silently, the figures of Fu Qingzhou, Qi Ran and Yi Ran were cut in half at the same time!

But the next moment, they gathered again not far away.

"What was that just now?"

Fu Qingzhou looked down at his newly condensed consciousness and asked in astonishment, "What happened?"

"Sure enough... it's a very powerful thing." Old man Yiran's eyes sparkled: "But... you don't seem to want to kill us?"

Jiang Baichuan smiled slightly, said nothing, and raised his right hand again.

"Just hit him."

The young man Qi Ran spoke softly, and his figure floated towards Jiang Baichuan!
His body was surrounded by a surging red color like a flood, and he roared and charged forward!
Old man Yiran smiled, rolled up his body, and turned into a breeze, sweeping over as well.

Fu Qingzhou did not move.

He stood there and watched it all.

Facing the attacks from Qi Ran and Yi Ran, Jiang Baichuan stretched out his hand again and made a light stroke.

Swah——

Whether it was the red flood or the invisible breeze, they were cut off again!
The figures of Qi Ran and Yi Ran appeared in the air and then were cut apart.

They gathered together again, and were cut off again, and so on.

"Dongtian Realm, a very powerful Dongtian Realm, but... that's all?"

Jiang Baichuan said calmly: "I will be very disappointed if this happens."

He waved his hand again, cutting off Qi Ran and Yi Ran, and shook his head... but soon, his eyes were attracted by Fu Qingzhou.

Fu Qingzhou stood there, looking at him motionlessly, with some kind of inspiration flashing in his eyes.

Jiang Baichuan smiled slightly.

He stopped talking and just waved his hands again and again, cutting off the two forces rushing towards him.

Gradually, the two forces of Qi Ran and Yi Ran became somewhat different.

Although they still pounced on Jiang Baichuan again and again and were cut off, it seemed that... the position where they were killed each time was closer than before.

Fu Qingzhou looked at Jiang Baichuan seriously, at the "sword" in his hand. This was his own state of mind. Jiang Baichuan was displaying the supreme swordsmanship here, and his methods were so gentle that he could feel his sword intent little by little, and even trace it back to the so-called "supreme swordsmanship".

Would Jiang Baichuan not know this?

No, he knows.

In fact, he didn't even look like he was here to kill anyone.

On the contrary... like you're here to teach?
But why should he teach himself?
Fu Qingzhou decided not to think about it for the time being and just watch quietly.

Qi Ran and Yi Ran certainly have their own consciousness... but at the moment, they are still the martial arts in their own bodies. Whether they are powerful or not depends on their own abilities.

He began to gradually understand the secrets of Jiang Baichuan's supreme swordsmanship.

The trick is... there is no trick.

It may sound like nonsense, but it is actually true.

What Jiang Baichuan did was the simplest cutting, like a woodcutter using an axe to cut firewood, a butcher using a knife to cut flesh, a weaver using a scissors to cut silk... just like this.

Of course, there are many hard, strong and complex things in this world that are not so easy to cut.

Then, make yourself sharper.

The complicated sword techniques, the mysterious sword art, the fancy sword moves, everything is for the final moment... to cut off.

With the sword of a bastard, he committed crimes and swaggered through the streets... it was for cutting flesh and slicing bones.

The hero has a sword, clear wind, bright moon, blood splattered every five steps...all for the purpose of slaying demons and eliminating monsters.

There are swords of princes, with scholars as the tip, honest people as the edge, wise people as the spine, saints as the tongue, and heroes as the clamp... They are used to kill the enemy and eliminate the evil.

There is the Emperor's Sword, surrounding the mountains and the sea, regulated by the Five Elements, discussed in terms of punishment and virtue, opened by yin and yang, maintained by spring and summer, and implemented by autumn and winter. It is unrivaled in the world, and the whole world submits to it… This is the creation of the world.

Going back to its origin, the essence of a sword is to cut off.

He splits mountains and cuts through seas like chopping onions on a chopping board, with the blade falling as soon as his hand rises.

Find the target, raise my sword, and cut it off.

Jiang Baichuan's swordsmanship...is based on the principle of egoism!
His belief and respect for himself reached the extreme. Apart from himself, there was nothing else in his mind. He even forgot the "sword" itself!

Before reaching this realm, he had read all the sword techniques worthy of respect in the world, and integrated the simplest, the most fancy, the most extreme, the simplest... all the sword manuals.

Then, when his way of self-centeredness reaches the final end, his way of swordsmanship will finally reach the supreme realm!
This sword technique is unbreakable.

unless……

Fu Qingzhou's eyes lit up slightly.

He raised both hands.

The next moment, the breeze that Yiran transformed into gathered into a big bow in his hand.

The red that Qi Ran transformed into condensed into a feather arrow in his hand.

He drew his bow and drew his arrow, with the tip of the arrow pointing directly at Jiang Baichuan.

What is purer than cutting is piercing!

There are no horizontal, vertical, left, and right strokes, no process from left to right and from top to bottom, there is only one point... a point that breaks everything!
Seeing the arrow pointed at him, Jiang Baichuan smiled even more.

"Your way of selflessness begins now!"

His eyes sparkled, and he waved his sword: "Understand it... or die!"

Fu Qingzhou's eyes also sparkled.

The sword has been swung, and the simplest and most terrifying cut is about to come.

And he...

His time stopped at this moment.

Qi Ran and Yi Ran said that they would tell him the truth after he entered the cave.

The situation is critical now, maybe it is not the right time.

Or maybe...

Just in time.

(End of this chapter)