The Name of Eternity.

Chapter 328: Ninth Stage of Sword Dao, Li Hao's Anger! (Two in One)

Nine stages of painting!

As his painting skills improved, many insights into the art of painting flooded into his mind, overshadowing the joy in Li Hao's heart and immersing him in a state of enlightenment.

The passionate painting just now, peeping into the saint with the heart of the painting and depicting the indescribable charm of the saint, purified Li Hao's mind.

The ninth level means that Li Hao’s paintings have reached the highest level.

See through the superficial appearances of all things, capture their spirit and essence, depict their inner charm and rhyme. Painting is the Tao, and the Tao is painting.

"Is the painting done?"

The sword master noticed that Li Hao stopped writing, and the feeling of being spied on disappeared. He turned his eyes to Li Hao's drawing board.

Li Hao came back to his senses, slowly took down the scroll, and handed it to the sword master with both hands.

The sword master took it and looked at the painting in his hand. The ink had not yet dried, but the charm of the painting was already vivid on the paper.

Moreover, while gazing at the figure in the painting, he felt a buzzing sword intent vibrating in his mind. That was his own sword dao!
Li Hao actually portrayed his swordsmanship by three points!

The sword master's indifferent smile suddenly became solemn, and his eyes were fixed on the painting in his hand.

There seemed to be a kind of Taoist charm that had never been seen before between the brushstrokes.

The Sword Master raised his head and looked at Li Hao. He saw that Li Hao had a serene expression and an ethereal yet real aura.

In just a few moments, the young man beside him seemed a little different.

The Sword Master looked at Li Hao deeply, waited for the ink in his hand to dry, rolled it up and put it away, saying:
"I'll take this painting. Thank you for your painting. I like it very much."

"nice! You love it."

Li Hao smiled.

At this moment, he saw the painting path on the panel change, from level nine to level ten, and from the previous one million experience points to five million experience points!
However, just by drawing the Sword Master once, he actually gained 370,000 experience points, which is simply exaggerated.

But even so, to accumulate enough experience in painting, he would need two or three saints to help him gain enough experience.

The tenth level means becoming a saint!
A masterpiece can be passed down through the ages and last forever, and is a peerless masterpiece.

However, Li Hao knew that in order to break through to the tenth level, in addition to accumulating experience, he also needed to comprehend his state of mind.

As the sun sets, the sunset glow casts a hazy dusk over the holy mountain.

There are wild geese flying south, bamboo shadows swaying in front of Jianya Cliff, and waterfalls rushing, which is a rare and beautiful scene.

Li Hao casually painted the picture of the holy mountain at dusk and unexpectedly gained more than 5,000 experience points.

After saying goodbye to the Sword Master, Li Hao went down the mountain and returned to the Alchemy Court.

The contest in front of the Holy Mountain also came to an end. When Li Hao returned to the Alchemy Institute, Lin Shanhai asked:
"Why didn't you go to watch the battle today? What a pity! You don't know how fierce the battle was today!"

"Oh?"

Li Hao found a teapot. He was a little thirsty after a day of fishing, so he took two sips to moisten his throat. "Have we decided the top four winners?"

"Well, we will compete for two more places tomorrow and advance to the top ten. Then it will be the next top ten battle!"

Lin Shanhai said.

The entire Sword God War will last for a month. After all, it is a grand event that happens once every hundred years, and the competition will not be over in a day or two.

Li Hao nodded and glanced at Lin Qingying who was sitting quietly alone in the yard.

As if noticing his gaze, Lin Qingying opened her eyes and looked towards Li Hao.

Since she didn't see Li Hao today, she knew that Li Hao had gone to fish with the sword master again.

They looked at each other without saying anything, but there seemed to be a tacit understanding between them.

Lin Qingying responded with an indifferent look.

She knew what Li Hao wanted to say and asked her if she was sure. Her response was to deal with it as it came and just do her best.

Lin Shanhai noticed the two people's eyes meeting, and he vaguely sensed a hint of danger. He was worried in his heart, feeling that he was letting a wolf into the house, and that his granddaughter would be kidnapped sooner or later.

He pulled Li Hao's sleeve to divert his attention and talked about the situation of today's battle.

Li Hao listened to his vivid description, which contained many exaggerations, but Li Hao could feel the battle situation on the scene as if he were there, including the confrontation between the saint sons and saint daughters.

After all, he had watched the first round of fighting. Li Hao had a basic impression of the swordsmanship and methods mastered by these people. He could also guess how the fight would turn out once they engaged in battle.

After chatting, Li Hao went to the kitchen to make some snacks, gave one to Lin Shanhai, and called Lin Qingying to come over and try some.

When Lin Qingying heard Li Hao's invitation, she slowly stood up, walked over in a beautiful green dress, and went to the table in the alchemy room to slowly taste the food.

Lin Shanhai, who was enjoying his meal, suddenly felt that the snack in his mouth had lost its taste when he saw his granddaughter actually invited by Li Hao and the two of them eating and drinking quietly together at the table.

Although Li Hao and Lin Qingying didn't speak to each other, Lin Shanhai could still feel that there was something beyond himself surrounding the two of them.

He smiled bitterly in his heart, feeling that the girl was no longer suitable to be kept.

After finishing the snacks, Lin Qingying stood up, thanked Li Hao, and returned to the courtyard to continue practicing sword.

Li Hao also said goodbye to Lin Shanhai, stood up, dusted off his butt, and returned to his own courtyard.

After returning to the courtyard, Li Hao casually set up the barrier. With the help of his own atlas, it would be difficult to detect his situation unless someone tried very hard to detect it.

After doing all this, Li Hao called up the panel and saw an additional state of mind in the state of mind column below:
Heart of Painting (unused).

Li Hao used his previous energy of cooking on his physical body and imperial power, which caused his swordsmanship to stagnate. Although his realm improved, his swordsmanship attack was poor.

Now that he has reached the ninth level of physical cultivation, if combined with swordsmanship, his combat power will be maximized in a short period of time.

After all, we have the power, all we lack is the means to attack!

Without hesitation, Li Hao chose the sword and inlaid it.

In an instant, a wave of thoughts and insights came in, and he understood the way of swordsmanship through the way of painting!
Countless sword intentions and sword energies seemed to surge in Li Hao's mind. The courtyard in front of him disappeared and he was brought into a world of swords.

Endless sword energy and various types of swords are all before our eyes and in our hearts.

These swords include longsword, shortsword, rapier, heavy sword, etc.

Each sword has its own unique attacking moves and swordsmanship.

At this moment, all of them appeared in Li Hao's mind, like strange visions. When all the swords became one, Li Hao had a feeling of enlightenment.

A sword is a sword, and a sword is only a sword.

Longsword, dagger, heavy sword, etc. are all swords.

Flowers and plants can also be swords.

There is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart, that is the way of kendo.

At this moment, Li Hao's swordsmanship was upgraded to the ninth level, and his swordsmanship was clear!

The self-centered sword intent that was condensed earlier, now gradually merged with the realization of the Nine-Section Sword Art, and became the self-centered sword art!
What is only me?

Once his sword is unleashed, all other swords will be destroyed!
This is my sword art, extremely domineering!

Li Hao opened his eyes again, but he no longer felt sharp all over. Instead, he felt as if he was sitting in the long river of time, feeling deep and peaceful.

But if you look closely, the place where he is sitting seems to be the center of the entire courtyard, or even the center of the entire area of ​​dozens of miles. His back is like a sword standing on the ground, with a restrained edge, but if you can catch a glimpse of it, you will be cut.

At this moment, in terms of swordsmanship alone, Li Hao has already reached the level of a sword saint.

If you reach the tenth level, you can become a saint by using the sword as a sacrifice!

That will be the true sword saint, the supreme master of swordsmanship!
However, although Li Hao's swordsmanship has reached the same level as the Sword Saint at this moment, their combat power is still far apart. Just like his previous six levels of swordsmanship could kill people in the Dao Fa realm.

Among the inner disciples of the Sword Ancestor Holy Land, the Sixth Stage of Sword Dao is at the bottom of the list.

"The way of the sword, the sword follows the heart, the way of the sword follows the will..."

Li Hao muttered to himself.

He looked at his own courtyard. Looking at this simple courtyard now, his feeling was completely different from before.

In Li Hao's eyes, the weeds, stone slabs, old jars, etc. in the yard all contain a certain tenacity, which is also possessed by kendo.

The shadow of the sword can be found in everything.

After absorbing it for a while, the night has deepened and the sky is full of bright stars.

Li Hao withdrew his thoughts. He did not try to swing the sword to test the power of his swordsmanship. Having reached this level, he had an extremely clear feeling of his own strength and knew it without testing.

With a casual move, he picked up the wood in the yard and a carving knife fell into his hand. But at this moment, the carving knife turned into a sword in Li Hao's eyes, and his carving became more handy.

Now I have accumulated five levels of experience in carving.

Li Hao took a look at his current panel attributes.

9 levels of physical body, 7 levels of control, 9 levels of swordsmanship, 6 levels of body skills, and 6 levels of boxing.

In terms of arts and skills, chess has 7 levels, music has 4 levels, poetry and calligraphy has 4 levels, carving has 5 levels, cooking has 9 levels, painting has 9 levels, and fishing has 6 levels.

Remaining art points: 7 points.

Both the body movements and boxing techniques are stuck due to the lack of a spiritual state of mind.

These two items are also quite important. Li Hao currently relies mainly on the Guixu Extreme Realm to make up for it. However, if his body skills reach the ninth level and are combined with Guixu, it is difficult for Li Hao to imagine to what extent he will be able to achieve it. Presumably, the utilization of the Guixu Extreme Realm will be beyond imagination.

In addition to improving boxing skills, the extra arm strength can also increase the power of kendo, which is also indispensable.

"If I can improve my state of mind, fishing and carving to the seventh level, my combat power will be raised to a higher level."

Li Hao felt regretful that the time was still too short. Although he worked very hard every day to practice, fish, and carve, his improvement was still too slow.

Shaking his head, Li Hao put away the panel and continued his carving.

This time, Li Hao carved with the Sword Master as his target. He slowly carved the spirit that he had memorized in his heart into the wood, and soon, a hint of the spirit emerged.

When the carving was completed, Li Hao saw that he had gained more than 5,000 experience points.

This is just a huge amount of experience just by carving out the other person's figure in my mind.

If it were carved in person, it would probably cost hundreds of thousands.

Li Hao did not stop and continued to carve the second one.

Although he had rich experience, Li Hao could clearly feel that carving a saint was more difficult than carving anything else. If he had not already mastered the sword art and used swordsmanship to control the carving knife, he would have nearly injured his hand several times while carving.

As the second carving came out, Li Hao's carving experience actually increased to the fifth level bottleneck and broke through to the sixth level!
It takes 50,000 experience points to accumulate the six levels.

Li Hao continued carving for four or five times in a row, gaining an average of two to three thousand experience points each time.

As his experience points decreased, Li Hao thought of the semi-saint elders such as Yao Zu and the sword saint.

The image of Yao Zu emerged in Li Hao's mind, and he began to carve immediately. The carving knife in his hand moved like a dragon, and wood chips flew everywhere. A beautiful woman who looked like a banished immortal fell into the mortal world appeared in his palm. It was Yao Zu.

While Li Hao was immersed in the carving, in the sword tower, the sword master, who was sitting on the rooftop quietly gazing at the bright moon and drinking, suddenly his expression changed slightly, and he felt a sense of being spied on.

That feeling was drawn by the Holy Way, and his melancholy eyes suddenly became sharp and looked towards somewhere.

His sight seemed to penetrate thousands of miles and landed on a small courtyard somewhere.

When he saw the familiar face, he was stunned for a moment, the sharpness in his eyes disappeared instantly, and then his gaze fell on the young man's hands.

When he saw the other party carving a piece of wood seriously, he was a little stunned and then speechless.

I thought he was obsessed with painting, but now he's also trying to carve?
My goodness, he doesn’t practice when he is alone, but he still has the mind to do these things. How did he cultivate to the 97th level of the Tao realm?
He observed for a while and found that Li Hao's sculptures were quite fascinating. It was obvious that it was not just a hobby of one or two days. It would be impossible to achieve it without careful study.

Shaking his head, the Sword Master withdrew his gaze helplessly.

He knew countless people, but this boy was such an alternative guy, this was the first time he had seen one.

The other person's tranquil and profound temperament is by no means a disguise, but a natural development.

"I don't know which old fellow was reincarnated and showed up at the Sword Ancestor Holy Land. It seems to be a mysterious attraction. Could it be those old fellows of mine? I haven't seen them for a long time. Could it be that one of them has already achieved Nirvana?"

The sword master muttered.

When I haven't seen old friends for a long time, we usually just connect spiritually. But when we really meet, we have nothing to say, after all, we have said everything we needed to say in the early years.

He planned to wait until he had time to go and see those old guys, to make sure that no one of them had been reincarnated quietly without him even knowing it.

On the top of the holy mountain, in another Qingfeng Temple.

Inside the palace, a sword master dressed in snow-gold clothes sat under a huge locust tree in the courtyard, watching the woman practicing sword under the bright moonlight in the courtyard.

The opponent used his ice and snow sword intent, and his attack was fierce, turning the thirty-meter range into an ice and snow field.

"Your ice and snow swordsmanship has reached a bottleneck."

The Sword Master could see the problem at a glance. When he was watching the battle during the day, he could tell that the opponent's sword was going astray.

Hearing Master's words, Bian Ruxue put away her sword and lowered her eyebrows and said, "Please give me some advice, Master."

The Sword Master smiled and said, "You don't have to be discouraged. If you can understand to this extent at your age, it's because of my teaching, but your own understanding is not bad either. You laid a solid foundation when you were a child."

Although Bian Ruxue won the battle during the day, it was quite difficult and made her feel frustrated.

Hearing the Sword Saint's words and the three words "when I was a child", her thoughts were drawn back to that courtyard.

The child who was lying on the chessboard playing chess corrected her flaws in sword practice in the martial arts field with just a casual remark.

Master Jian Wudao also said that her swordsmanship foundation is solid.

But little did she know that she had met a kendo prodigy.

It’s a pity that the child prodigy later went astray.

Bian Ruxue withdrew her thoughts and heard her master continue to say:

"The meaning of the ice and snow sword is not about sharpness, but about condensation!"

The Sword Saint said, "You fought with Lin Qingying before. His opponent used the Softest Sword Intention. The Softest Sword Intention is about dispersion, while the Ice and Snow Sword Intention is about concentration!"

"When it is condensed to the extreme, its power is definitely greater than when it is dispersed to the extreme."

"The two sword intents have different biases, just like some sword techniques are more defensive and some are offensive. The attack of the Softest Sword Intent is weak, but the defense is unbreakable. However, this is also relative. The reason why you lost to her before was also because of this. Your sword intent lags behind her."

Bian Ruxue nodded slightly. She knew what her master meant. If her sword intent was equally powerful, it would be even more fierce and powerful and could suppress the opponent.

"It's Ning..."

Bian Ruxue whispered to herself, and something seemed to flash in her mind.

The Sword Master wanted to say something, but suddenly his expression changed and he let out a light exclamation.

How dare someone spy on him?

A sharp light flashed in his eyes. He turned his head and looked. His gaze seemed to penetrate thousands of miles and soon he saw a small courtyard.

When he saw the young man in the courtyard, carving out his upper body with the carving knife in his hand, he was slightly stunned.

"Master?"

Bian Ruxue couldn't help but feel puzzled when she saw the abnormality of the Sword Saint.

The Sword Master stared at it for a moment, then looked away.

He could see that the other party lived behind Lin Shanhai's Alchemy Courtyard, and they must have a close relationship. It was not an offense for the other party to carve him, but more likely out of respect.

This situation was not unfamiliar to him, but it was quite surprising that the other party's thoughts while carving could actually see through his spirit.

Only someone who worships him extremely would observe him so carefully, but he could tell that the other party was not worshipping him, but was extremely accomplished in carving, which enabled him to capture his charm.

If he worships, he will receive the incense of faith from the other party.

The saint can see through his believers at a glance, but Li Hao is not his believer.

"Nothing, just a little fellow with good carving skills."

The Sword Master had a calm expression, he didn't care nor did he get angry about it.

"Sculpture?"

Bian Ruxue was puzzled, but didn't think much about it. It was just that this little skill made her think of the child who liked to play chess.

The other party should have become a chess master as he wished by now... Bian Ruxue showed a bitter smile.

……

Li Hao didn't know that his carving of the saint would be detected, so he continued to concentrate on carving. As his experience gradually approached the sixth level of fullness, time passed quickly until the next day.

Lin Qingying and Lin Shanhai went to watch the competition as usual, but Li Hao was not interested and stayed in the courtyard to continue his sculpture research.

When I feel really tired, I go fishing with the Sword Master.

On the Holy Mountain, the battle was fierce. After the fierce fighting, the two finally stood out and made it back to the top ten from the loser group.

The two people are Qiu Wuhen and Bian Ruxue.

After another three days of rest, the top ten battle began.

Lin Qingying will also play this time, and Li Hao will also accompany Lin Shanhai to watch the game.

During the three days of rest, Li Hao successfully improved his carving skills to the sixth level of perfection, and he was only one step away from entering the spiritual realm.

His courtyard was now filled with all kinds of sculptures, many of which were familiar faces from other worlds, and half of them were semi-saints like Yao Zu and the two saints, Sword Saint and Sword Master.

On the floating seat, Li Hao sat with alchemists such as Lin Shanhai and watched the battle quietly.

It was still a two-on-two duel, and the atmosphere of the top ten match was obviously more heated. The previous fight in the loser group made many disciples of the holy land excited, and they were even more looking forward to the top ten match.

Lin Qingying's opponent turned out to be Bian Ruxue again. When this result came out, many people exclaimed and observed a moment of silence for Bian Ruxue.

After finally fighting their way out of the loser group, they ended up meeting the person who defeated them. They all felt desperate for Bian Ruxue.

Bian Ruxue didn't expect that she would hit the other person again, and her face changed slightly.

This fateful confrontation made her feel uncomfortable.

Although her master had given her guidance, she did not immediately realize the ice and snow sword intent to perfection. She was still on the road to understanding, and had made some progress compared to before.

Lin Qingying was also surprised, but her expression did not change.

Others envied Lin Qingying, as this was equivalent to direct promotion.

When the Sword Master saw the result, he sighed. He could have made some secret moves and manipulated the rules, but he didn't because there was no need.

The more saintly one is, the more he believes in fate.

Because they could just barely peek.

Fate cannot be reversed!
Among the four realms, although the realm of defying fate is said to defy fate, it is impossible to defy fate when encountering the realm of hearing the Tao which obscures the secrets of heaven.

The so-called defying fate is nothing more than an opportunity for the ants to gain favor from God after their hard work.

A chance to ask God for another life.

That is not a reversal, but a change.

True destiny is irreversible!
As the battle began, the Holy Son of Haoyue still won in an overwhelming manner. His Sun and Moon Divine Eyes spied on Guixu's whereabouts, and combined with his own Guixu teleportation and Dao domain, he felt invincible in the same realm, and his shortcomings were basically invisible.

The battle between Lin Qingying and Bian Ruxue also began. This time, Bian Ruxue burst out with a stronger sword energy and more powerful force, but in front of Lin Qingying's soft sword intent, he was still easily defeated.

After two defeats, Bian Ruxue felt bitter, but her Taoism was not affected too much. She was still too young, and had been practicing in the human world before. Although she received excellent resources and cultivation in the God General's Mansion, and became the disciple of Master Jian Wudao and received his teachings, compared with these monsters, her starting point was still too low.

The other saints were basically born in the land of saints, and some were even reincarnations of saints, so it was normal that they could not compare with them.

Bian Ruxue retracted her sword and returned to the holy platform. She would have to compete with other geniuses from the Canglan Realm later. During this time, she could comprehend the sword intent and cultivate it to perfection.

"Qingying has already made it into the top five. He's amazing!"

"But tomorrow's competition will be difficult. The others have also reached perfect sword intent. Who is stronger or weaker will depend on other things."

Zhao Yingzhen and others were happy for Lin Shanhai. Being in the top five was already a great honor, and if he could be among the top three, it would be even more amazing.

Lin Shanhai's face was also full of smiles, but there was some worry in his eyes.

The next day.

Top five competition.

The rule this time is not to match two by two, but five people choose by themselves!
Those who are not selected will automatically advance to the top three.

This method may seem casual, but it also tests your ability to judge people.

After so many fierce battles, if you still overestimate your own abilities and choose the wrong opponent, you will obviously lose.

The five strongest people who have advanced to the next level are Holy Son Haoyue, Lin Qingying, Qiu Wuhen, Holy Son Linghuan, and Holy Maiden Honghe.

On the holy platform, Lin Qingying and Qiu Wuhen looked at each other. Because of Li Hao, the two had met in front of the sword tower before. At this moment, they both understood each other's intentions and did not choose each other.

Their eyes fell on other people, but they all avoided the Holy Son of Haoyue.

The Holy Son of Haoyue had a calm expression, as if he had expected this, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Soon, the results of the five-person mutual selection came out.

Qiu Wuhen chose the Holy Son of Linghuan, while Lin Qingying chose the Holy Maiden of Honghe.

However, the Holy Son of Haoyue chose Lin Qingying.

But because the Holy Son Linghuan and Qiu Wuhen chose each other, and the Holy Maiden Honghe and Lin Qingying also chose each other, the Holy Son Haoyue was left with a bye.

Since no one chose him, his choice was invalidated and he was automatically promoted.

The disciples watching the game were all surprised by the result, but it was also within their expectations.

The name of the Holy Son of the Bright Moon has been extremely famous since the beginning of the war. Unfortunately, although some of the other Holy Sons and Holy Maidens who usually don't show up have emerged like dark horses this time, they are still not strong enough to compete with the Holy Son of the Bright Moon.

As the war began, a fierce battle broke out between Qiu Wuhen and the Holy Son of Linghuan. Both of them were at the fifth level, and they fought to the end, with the laws of heaven and earth confronting each other, and sword intent like a tide, colliding violently on the battlefield.

If the battlefield formation had not been set up by a semi-saint, this force would have been enough to spread hundreds of miles away.

The sword intent of the Holy Son of Spiritual Illusion is illusory, and the sword seems real and illusory, making it difficult to guard against. After a fierce fight, Qiu Wuhen's Thousand Threads Sword was ultimately defeated.

The second duel between Lin Qingying and the Red River Saint was equally fierce. In the end it was a battle between the Dharma images of heaven and earth. The Red River Saint's sword intent was equally perfect. With one hand, she wielded the red flame sword intent, turning the entire battlefield into a sea of ​​fire purgatory.

But under this fierce sword intent, Lin Qingying still did not lose the upper hand. They fought with all their strength, and finally Lin Qingying won narrowly.

Then came the losers' contest, with Qiu Wuhen facing off against the Red River Saint to decide the fourth and fifth places.

Lin Qingying, Holy Son Haoyue, Holy Son Linghuan and others will be ranked in the top three in tomorrow's decider.

night.

The bright moon is in the sky.

Li Hao looked at the woman sitting alone in the yard. Today, she did not practice sword skills anymore, but stared at the bright moon in a daze.

Li Hao walked over with some snacks, sat next to the other person, and said with a smile: "Don't be too stressed, eat something."

Lin Qingying withdrew her gaze from the bright moon and turned to look at Li Hao, staring at his smiling face. She didn't understand why he was always so relaxed and happy.

But this feeling made her feel a little envious.

"I will lose to the Holy Son of Haoyue tomorrow, but I still want to fight with all my strength!"

Lin Qingying suddenly said.

Li Hao was slightly startled and looked at her.

Obviously, she had already seen the gap between herself and the Holy Son of Haoyue, which could not be made up by the perfection of sword intent.

After all, the opponent's sword intent has also reached perfection.

"If I don't explode at my limit, I will perish at my limit. I don't want to let my sword down. I don't want to admit defeat before I have tried my best."

Lin Qingying said.

These words seemed to be spoken to Li Hao, but also seemed to be spoken to herself.

Li Hao nodded and said, "It's just a sparring match. Just do your best."

Lin Qingying glanced at him and nodded slightly. Then her eyes fell on the cake in his hand. She took it up with her slender hands and started eating. Her tone suddenly became a little relaxed:

"It tastes great. Where did you learn this skill?"

"I figured it out myself."

Li Hao smiled and started eating as well.

The bright moon shines, and the shadows become a pair.

Lin Qingying asked: "I noticed that you haven't practiced swordsmanship these days. Have you given up?"

She knew that training was difficult, but Li Hao had a talent for swordsmanship, and she felt it was a pity to give up.

"I'm practicing secretly." Li Hao said with a smile.

Lin Qingying was speechless and didn't say anything more. He just gently stroked the sword in his hand and said:
"Since my parents passed away, this sword has been with me."

Li Hao also glanced at the sword in her hand and said softly, "Then it is really a caring and good partner."

When Lin Qingying heard this, a smile appeared on her face. She turned her head to look at Li Hao. The boy's face was half bright and half dark in the moonlight, with deep contours.

She glanced at it and then looked away.

There was a second half to the sentence that she didn't say.

That is "then" and "now".

Now, there is more than just the sword accompanying me.

After finishing the pastries, Li Hao said goodbye to Lin Qingying under the quiet moonlight and went to rest.

The next day.

The final battle of the Sword God War has arrived. This battle will determine the title of Sword God!

Even before reaching the holy mountain, you can feel the fiery atmosphere there.

Li Hao followed Lin Shanhai to arrive. The disciples below were all talking excitedly, wondering if anyone could shake the position of the Holy Son of Haoyue today, and who would take the second and third places.

Although the previous battle was fierce, no one knew whether someone was hiding something powerful.

Today's confrontation is still a mutual selection.

But what was surprising this time was that both the Holy Son Linghuan and the Holy Son Haoyue chose Lin Qingying.

According to the rules, this actually means that Lin Qingying will be the first to have a bye, and the Holy Son of Haoyue and the Holy Son of Linghuan will fight first. The winner will continue to challenge Lin Qingying, and the loser will fight again to decide the second and third place.

As the battle between the Holy Son Linghuan and the Holy Son Haoyue began, it was thought to be a fierce battle, but in the end the battle ended very quickly. The sword intent of the Holy Son Linghuan was perfectly restrained by the Holy Son Haoyue. The Sun and Moon Divine Eyes saw through his extremely magical sword intent and quickly won.

In this battle, the Holy Son of Spiritual Phantom is destined to only compete for the second or third place, and has no chance of getting the first place.

The expected dark horse did not appear. The power displayed by the Holy Son of Haoyue was too strong and seemed to have strangled the miracle.

What followed was the battle between Lin Qingying and the Holy Son of Haoyue.

"Do you know why I choose you again and again?"

The Holy Son of Haoyue looked at Lin Qingying with a smile on his face, but his eyes gradually became cold.

Lin Qingying frowned slightly, sensing the change in the other party. He had pursued her many times before, but she had rejected him every time. He still behaved gracefully, but now, it seemed a little different.

"Being united with me, allowing me to sever my sentimental love and condense my ruthless sword heart, is a win-win situation. After I become a saint, I will also find a holy path for you, but you are too foolish."

The Holy Son of Haoyue said that these words were transmitted in a voice and could not be heard outside the venue.

"If you really have the ability to become a saint, why do you need my help? You can become a saint on your own."

Lin Qingying frowned.

The Holy Son of the Bright Moon sneered and said, "Don't say such big words. Cultivation is plundering. Taking pills and eating are all ways to strengthen oneself through external objects. How can this be considered borrowing?"

Lin Qingying remained silent and did not respond.

"It doesn't matter. Even if you don't agree, I still have my own way."

A smile appeared on the lips of the Holy Son of Haoyue.

Seeing the other person's smile, Lin Qingying felt a chill and had a bad premonition in her heart.

But she did not choose to admit defeat immediately. She took a deep breath. Since she was on the stage and walked on this lonely sword path, she was destined to fight all the way. Even if she failed, she would still gain something. If she admitted defeat, she would really be defeated.

As the magic circle solidified, the battle broke out.

Bang!
The Holy Son of Haoyue suddenly made a move, divine light bursting out from his whole body, and he stepped back to Lin Qingying’s front. The forty-nine levels of Dao Realm condensed and directly crushed Lin Qingying’s Dao Realm.

Afterwards, his sword intent burst out, his Sun and Moon Divine Eyes focused, and he slashed directly at Lin Qingying.

Lin Qingying's pupils shrank. The opponent burst out with all his strength right away. This kind of posture had never been seen in previous battles.

Her Dao Domain quickly expanded and her body transformed into the softest sword intent. At the same time, her Dao Fetus rotated and merged with the softest sword intent, quickly elevating her state to the peak.

But the explosive attack of the Holy Son of Haoyue was too strong, and the Sun and Moon Divine Sword slashed down, seeming to contain the ultimate destructive power of yin and yang. This was the true sword intent of the Holy Son of Haoyue!

Bang!
The soft sword intent transformed by Lin Qingying was shattered in an instant. In front of the might of heaven and earth condensed by the Sun and Moon Sword Intentions, even if it was dispersed to the extreme, it had nowhere to hide and was directly suppressed.

With one sword, Lin Qingying was knocked onto the magic circle, and blood spurted out.

"I originally wanted to combine with you and then break up. Since you don't want to, I can only use more drastic means to completely destroy you. The more deeply you are hurt, the more completely you can break up!"

The Holy Son of Haoyue had cold eyes as he spoke to Lin Qingying.

Lin Qingying's pupils shrank and she tried to escape quickly, but her Dao Domain was covered and the opponent's Dao Domain was far superior to hers.

"you!"

Lin Qingying was shocked and angry. She didn't expect that the other party had such a vicious mind and wanted to kill her to forge his own swordsmanship.

"I think……"

As she spoke, she suddenly found that she was isolated by the other party's Dao domain.

The Holy Son of the Bright Moon looked at me coldly, and said, "You have no chance. I had planned to do this when I chose you. To kill my beloved in public is too painful for me. This is what I need!"

Hearing her words, Lin Qingying felt a chill all over her body and felt nauseous at the same time.

The Holy Son of the Moon strode towards her. Seeing the resentment in Lin Qingying's eyes, he showed a hint of satisfaction:
"Yes, it's this kind of hateful look. The more you are hurt, the more my heart aches, and the more thoroughly I will kill you!"

He suddenly attacked and stabbed Lin Qingying's abdomen with a sword, trying to destroy her Taoist fetus.

Lin Qingying was frightened and tried to defend herself, but a vast aura emanated from the Holy Son of Haoyue, and the Dao Realm suppressed it. The Sun and Moon Sword Intent merged into the Dao Realm, allowing it to display a power far exceeding that of other Holy Sons.

At this moment, Lin Qingying deeply felt the gap between him and the other party.

If it was a normal competition, she would have already chosen to admit defeat at this point, and she would have lost without regrets.

But now, she was completely restricted and couldn't even admit defeat.

"Ok?"

At the same time, Yao Zu and others in the audience noticed something and were a little surprised. The power displayed by the Holy Son of Haoyue was too strong and completely suppressed Lin Qingying.

Unless Lin Qingying has other means, he will definitely fail.

But Lin Qingying did not admit defeat and continued to resist.

In fact, it looked like it was completely suppressed.

"What's going on? Haoyue wouldn't..."

An elder's eyes changed slightly when he saw the Holy Son of Haoyue stabbing at Lin Qingying's Dao Fetus and sensed something unusual.

The Sword Master also noticed it. He frowned slightly, but his eyes flashed and he didn't say anything.

Meanwhile, on the floating seat, Li Hao also realized that something was wrong. The means displayed by Holy Son Haoyue at this moment were close to a full-strength burst, and Lin Qingying could not win.

Li Hao had a relatively good understanding of her abilities. She knew she would lose, and she had said that she would try her best to fight, just to see the gap between them. But now, she had obviously seen the situation, so she should admit defeat and it was impossible for her to continue to hold on.

Whoosh!
Li Hao's figure flashed and appeared at the magic circle, coming to another place in front of Lin Qingying.

Lin Qingying noticed the figure that suddenly flew in from outside the magic circle, and sadness appeared in her eyes.

She knew she couldn't stop it.

Bang!
The sword of the Holy Son of Haoyue pierced out violently, piercing through Lin Qingying's abdomen and destroying her Taoist fetus.

"stop!!"

When Li Hao saw Lin Qingying's eyes, he understood instantly. His pupils contracted. He couldn't believe that the competition between disciples could be so vicious!
(End of this chapter)