A life of clearness

Chapter 382: Making Friends with Swords
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Every time the long whip pierced the air, a whip shadow remained in the air. This whip shadow was a long mark of blooming blood-red flames, which lingered for a long time in various places.

The female cultivator in white seemed to be afraid of these whip shadows, and kept a distance from these blood-red marks while twisting and turning.

At first, there were only a few bloody marks, but as time went by, they became denser. The onlookers could see the special features of each bloody mark from this bird's-eye view.

"Sure enough, they have started to form a formation." Rong Qing thought.

The relevant information about Can Yan was included in the jade slip given to her by Lian Chengxian, so she knew Can Yan's usual tactics.

This long whip is his natal magic weapon. With the help of this natal magic weapon, he uses the fire he controls and then casts the formation.

This formation can kill or trap...it all depends on Can Yan's control of the battle situation.

Because before it is completed, there are too many possibilities for the direction of this formation. Even if the formation is formed, because this mark is actually his natal spiritual flame, the remaining flame can be removed at any time.

If the opponent wants to erase these marks, it depends on whether the long whip in Canyan's hand agrees. The long whip whistles and whips, leaving marks and implicitly protecting these marks from being destroyed.

Since the fighting methods of each Tianjiao tend to be fixed, they must be constantly improving and unlikely to have obvious weaknesses. In addition, with the guidance of the elders of the sect, it is destined... Even if Rong Qing knew the relevant information in advance, it would only be more mentally prepared. It would be a tough battle to defeat them.

"It's mainly about restraint..." Lian Chengxian sent a voice transmission to Xi Huang, mocking him, "He was so eager to attack before, how come he has no energy at all now? Can he afford to waste time?"

"The child has his own ideas. You don't need to worry about how he fights." Xi Huang was not angry, but rather very calm.

This calm answer alone showed that he was confident.

The cultivators watching on the sidelines all thought in unison: "Did Can Yan choose this formation in order to exhaust Yu Rong's mind?"

They could see that Rong Qing was a little short of magic weapons. The sword intent had appeared once in the previous battle, but it was quickly taken back. It seemed that Rong Qing still had doubts about how to add the sword intent to her battle, and she still used her Tao rhyme more.

It is true that Dao Yun is created by the cultivators' perception and can be used at will. But isn't it the same with Sword Intent? They couldn't help but feel confused and regretful. It was a pity that such a powerful Sword Intent was only a flash in the pan in the battle.

“Even if she was just feeling Canyan’s fighting methods before, now she should be ready to break through.” Li Changguo said: “If she doesn’t break through, it will be extremely disadvantageous for the next battle with you.”

The implication is that Rong Qing will definitely win this battle.

"Break the impasse? It's not that easy." Meng Shi hesitated.

The formation set up by Can Yan was very powerful and difficult to control. But Can Yan was able to control it skillfully, which showed that he had practiced it countless times in private, and now he had such a watertight formation on the ring.

"It's easy to break it with force." The handsome swordsman in gray smiled faintly.

"Break it with force..." Meng Shi murmured again.

Can Yan wanted to fight Rong Qing to exhaust her energy in this round and drag her condition to the lowest point. Even if she won in the end, she would find it difficult to survive the next battle.

If Rong Qing took his time and tried to crack the formation bit by bit, he would also fall into Can Yan's trap.

"She has two main attacking Dao rhymes. But the power of these two is not overwhelming." Meng Shi saw it clearly.

Can Yan was not able to dodge successfully every time, but he still had many magic weapons to protect himself, plus the formation that was gradually taking shape to help him resist, so although he was slightly injured, it was far from affecting the battle. Li Changguo's eyes were filled with smiles: "Then borrow some - power that does not belong to her."

As soon as the cold sword intent appeared, endless coldness spread. The blood-colored flame closest to the sword intent was affected the most, and was "frozen" in an instant, its color dimmed to dark brown, and with a "bang" it turned into nothingness.

Wisps of sword energy emanated from around the snow-white sword body, "blowing" towards the countless blood-colored marks covering Rong Qing like a torrent.

It is said that wind helps the fire, but this turbulent wind is not only extremely cold, it also has the power to strangle the fire!

The blood-red flame flower withered when the wind blew over it, and no matter how profound the formation was, it would collapse without the cornerstone that supported it. And Canyan was waving his long whip and had no time to replenish it, because the cold sword intent was extremely ruthless and he had to deal with it with all his strength.

When the sword and the whip were still three feet apart, the forces they carried had already collided. The sound of thunder and bangs continued.

"No! No! No!" Madness burned in Can Yan's eyes, but his body was forced to retreat step by step.

Can't escape!

Once the sword was released, the arena became its home ground, and any other forces would either be killed by it or submit to it. This was a matter of course, as if the heavens had lowered their eyes and were watching all the same things in the world.

"The peak of the virtual realm!" Lian Chengxian, Dong Yan, Li Changguo, Chan Yu, the four of them looked solemn. Lian Chengxian felt it the most, because he controlled the arena formation, the power of the sword intent continued to rise, constantly approaching the peak of the virtual realm, and finally... stopped steadily before the decline.

Once you cross this line, you will reach the level of decline!

"Such stability shows that the power of this sword intent can be further improved. It is not a problem to reach the decline. I just wonder how many declines it can reach?" Lian Chengxian was deeply shocked for the first time: "No matter how many declines it can reach, with this sword intent, Yu Rong has the confidence to fight us."

They are only at the peak of the Void Realm.

Of course... If she really wanted to fight against the peak of the Void Realm, Rong Qing was still far behind. Lian Chengxian and the others could reach the peak of the Void Realm with just one strike, not to mention that they had many other means, but Rong Qing could only reach this level with her sword intent, which was far from enough.

But it was enough to deal with Can Yan.

The sword chopped down fiercely, and Can Yan was forced to the edge of the ring, his eyes full of struggle.

"I still have a trump card that can fight against the peak of the Void Realm!" The snow-white sword shadow in Can Yan's eyes whistled down, "But it will be gone once I use it, and this sword intent..."

At the last moment, Can Yan decisively made one last dodge, but the direction was the abyss outside the arena.

The figure disappeared instantly.

The arena was in a mess after being destroyed. Even though the sword energy did not attack the arena, it still scraped off a thin layer of the arena's surface. Some of the flying stone chips fell to the ground, and some were blown into the abyss and disappeared.

Rong Qing held the sword tightly in his right hand, with the tip of the sword pointing diagonally at the ground.

She raised her head and watched a sword falling from the air with the force of thunder.

Making friends with swords, all sword practitioners are no exception.

(End of this chapter)