Gao Wu: You have science, and I have magic!

Chapter 63 The Battle of Madness
Duan Ming recognized Ye Qingzhou at a glance and knew that he was the champion of this sword fighting competition: "Boy, a peerless divine weapon like the Emperor Sword Longyuan is not something you can dream of."

"You misunderstood. What I seek is the sword in my heart, not the sword in my hand."

Ye Qingzhou did not look away, although he could vaguely feel that the one calling him in the past few days was the Emperor Sword Long Yuan in Duan Ming's hand.

But to him, magic weapons are just external objects after all. Humans can use tools, but they should not rely too much on them. Only by constantly improving themselves can they become truly powerful.

From Ye Qingzhou's persistent eyes, Duan Ming also saw that his determination to "seek the sword" was as solid as a rock, just like his past self.

"I haven't seen a young man as crazy as you for a long time. You actually want to use me as a whetstone for your sword."

Duan Ming carried Long Yuan on his back and raised the famous sword Xue Tu in his hand. His murderous aura suddenly surged out: "It's not too late for you to regret now, otherwise this arrogance will only cost you your life."

"It's exciting because it's life-threatening."

Ye Qingzhou tightly grasped Feishuang, no longer able to suppress the boiling sword intent in his heart.

In the sword fighting competition, the battle with Zhu Jinfeng really could not satisfy him. Only the opponent in front of him could make him feel unprecedented pressure and squeeze out the potential in him.

"You asked for this!"

Duan Ming's Blood-Tu Sword was unsheathed with a clang. Suddenly, blood shot up into the sky, and the sword energy was eerie. In the spiritual world, a gloomy hell of corpses rose from the surging sea of ​​blood to the rolling mortal world, bringing unparalleled pain and terror to the human world.

Carrying an important task, in order to achieve a quick resolution, Duan Ming showed no mercy and used a killing move every time he attacked.

With a wave of his hand, the Blood Tu Sword shone instantly, and the surging river of blood instantly turned into a mighty torrent of sword energy, sweeping towards Ye Qingzhou.

This move is a high-level martial art recorded in the "Blood River Sutra", the blood river surges!
When performed with sword techniques, it became Duan Ming's famous skill. With this blood river sword energy, he defeated countless professional martial artists, and his reputation was truly illustrious.

When the Blood River Sword Qi appears, everyone is frightened and ghosts are worried!
This sword not only had a sharp strike, but also carried a spiritual impact like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. If Ye Qingzhou had not practiced the secret teachings of the Heart Sword, he would have been suppressed by Gui Jianchou's sword and would have been unable to move.

"Well done!"

Ye Qingzhou shouted in a deep voice, and his body immediately entered the first gear mode.

The heartbeat beats like a drum, the inner breath makes a thunderous sound

The Qi sea in Dantian suddenly turned into a roaring high-power engine, and the surging power made Ye Qingzhou directly enter the violent mode.

High-level martial arts, Tianluo Sword Net!
There were thirty-six sword energies, each one as bright as a star, shining with divine light, and pure to the extreme.

The ultimate moves collided with each other, there was a loud bang, and the aftermath of the energy tore the earth apart.

"You are quite good to be able to take my Blood River Sword Qi."

Duan Ming praised him, but the blood in his hand was merciless.

He took a step forward and appeared on Ye Qingzhou's left side as if he had teleported. Then he swung his sword across with great force, fast and fierce.

Dang~
Stand on the spot!

Pan Shou!

Willows sway in the wind!

Ye Qingzhou used three moves at the same time to barely block Duan Ming's fierce attack. The surging power was transmitted to the ground through his muscles.

Boom boom boom~
The earth could not bear the force and immediately cracked and shattered.

“Hahaha, he does have some abilities. No wonder he was able to kill Zhan Lie and Zhan Hong!”

Duan Ming struck with one sword after another, and each move was powerful and full of murderous intent.

Ye Qingzhou could only rely on Chan Jue to dodge the torrent of sword energy raised by Xue Tu. The power of martial arts true qi was far greater than internal breath!

Every sword energy is like a rocket!

If you touch it, you will die! If you touch it, you will die!

Under Duan Ming's fierce bombardment, Ye Qingzhou was like a candle in the wind, escaping death countless times.

However, wandering between life and death, Ye Qingzhou's blood boiled, the sword intent in his heart became more and more intense, and once again, he felt the joy from the bottom of his heart.

"That's right!"

"That's what it feels like!"

"This is what I long for, a battle that makes people risk their lives!"

His daily laziness and idleness are nothing but his indifference after seeing through the fickleness of the world. Only martial arts and swordsmanship can make him truly feel that he is still alive.

war! war! war!
Ye Qingzhou squeezed out his potential, his brain racing with thoughts, and then he instinctively displayed all kinds of unique moves and tricks, combining his intermediate martial arts with each other, and actually fought back and forth with Gui Jianchou.

clang~ clang~ clang~
The power of the first gear makes Ye Qingzhou's physical strength almost endless.

Duan Ming became more and more frightened as the battle went on: "Damn it, first it was Xu Yunxi, then it was Liu Yiming, and now here comes the younger Ye Qingzhou. Did all the young people nowadays grow up eating Jin Ke La? Are they going to let an old senior like me live?"

Duan Ming, who is already over 30 years old, secretly hated how difficult it was for him to learn martial arts back then.

In the end, because he was dissatisfied with the suppression from the martial arts family, he resolutely chose to join the Xinsha School, and only then did he develop all these skills, but because of this he became a pawn of others.

“What an enviable life!”

The more he thought about it, the angrier Duan Ming became.

The blood-colored sword energy seemed to sense the unwillingness and resentment in its master's heart. It surged up and turned into a huge blood-colored wave that covered the sky and wanted to swallow Ye Qingzhou in one fell swoop.

This move is exactly the high-level martial art recorded in the "Blood River Scripture", and the blood waves are surging!
Under the surging blood waves, Ye Qingzhou was like Monkey King who fell into the Five Finger Mountain. Even with the perception of a cicada, he had nowhere to hide at this moment. He was about to be completely suppressed.

But is he the kind of person who would just sit there and wait for death?
At this moment, Ye Qingzhou's mind was infinitely elevated. Having lived two lives as a human being, he was determined to climb to the pinnacle of martial arts. How could he fall down before his dream came true!

Ascend the dragon!

Ambition to climb to the sky, to ascend to the throne!

The higher the wave, the taller the dragon!
The sword of Denglong tore through the raging blood waves. Ye Qingzhou, holding Feishuang in his hand, rode the wind and waves, standing in the air, looking up to the sky and laughing: "Hahaha, come again, come again!"

"Boy, you use a secret method to overdraw your internal energy and blood in exchange for a temporary burst of power, but it won't last long. Once your internal energy and blood are exhausted, it will be your death."

Although Duan Ming did not know the principle of the first gear, there was also a high-level martial art in the "Blood River Sutra" called Blood Battle World, which could burn cultivation in a similar way to the Disintegration of the Heavenly Demon in exchange for powerful explosive power.

But after the outbreak, the worst case scenario is shortened life and disability, while the worst case scenario is sudden death on the spot.

It will never be used unless necessary.

Who would be like Ye Qingzhou, who would use his ultimate move right away and risk his life?

Seeing that Ye Qingzhou was still fighting to the death, Duan Ming was really angry: "Boy, how much benefit did the Wushu Association give you to make you fight like this? If you continue to fight, you will die!"

"No regrets in seeking the sword."

Ye Qingzhou was not moved at all. The battle with Duan Ming gave him more insights than all the previous battles combined. How could he retreat at this time?
"Fuck, madman!"

Duan Ming has always called himself a lunatic, but now he has met someone even crazier than him, and he immediately goes crazy: "You want to die? I'll grant your wish!"

The martial arts energy burst out with all his strength again, and Ghost Sword Duan Ming ignored his injuries and forced himself to recite the "Blood River Sutra".

High-level martial arts, blood wings in the air!
The moment he took off, two pairs of blood wings formed by sword energy grew out from behind Duan Ming, with sharp sword feathers stacked up one after another, and his figure was like an eagle soaring into the sky, killing towards Ye Qingzhou.

I saw thousands of sword feathers coming, covering the sky and the sun!

(End of this chapter)