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Chapter 56: Sword-Asking Qimen Palace (Part )
There were only two people left in the huge Qimen Palace, so Meng Fan had to take a serious look at his opponent, the thorn in his side named Yun Yi.

The sword in Meng Fan's hand is called "Golden Crow", which is one of his natal magic weapons. Once it is used, it is like the scorching sun in the sky, and the sword energy is as bright as the sunlight, which cannot be looked directly at.

He had seen Song Xinci in action with his own eyes. When the magic weapon called Xisheng Sword was wielded, the sound of dragons and phoenixes singing together was very beautiful, so he once thought that he was Song Xinci's destined lover.

A talented man and a beautiful woman ascend to paradise together, isn't that beautiful?

However, later on, Song Xinci entered the Hedao realm, which was a world of difference from him. Whenever Meng Fan thought of this, he felt extremely distressed. He only regretted why he did not go to the nameless town in person to interrupt Song Xinci's path to immortality and crush her dream of cultivating immortality.

Fortunately, the Fuyao Dao Fruit gave Meng Fan a glimmer of hope, allowing him to advance to the Hedao realm in a short time!

Piaomiaozi once said that Meng Fan's rapid progress in the early stages of his cultivation would inevitably lead to a period of weakness on the road to integration. The gap between the Return to Void Realm and the Integration Realm was far greater than the gap between the Transformation Realm and the Return to Void Realm.

How many geniuses are trapped in the Return to Void Realm and cannot find their own way in their entire lives.

Once he obtains the Fuyao Dao Fruit, Meng Fan will be able to find a chance to achieve the Dao. Maybe he can even succeed in achieving the Dao within a few decades, and from then on he will have the opportunity to be on equal footing with Song Xinci again.

Therefore, he was determined to obtain the Fuyao Dao Fruit!

I thought that this Chenghuang trial was just a formality for me and would not cause any waves, but I didn't expect that a Cheng Yaojin would appear when I was just about to succeed.

Meng Fan still despised Yun Yi, believing that even with his superior swordsmanship, he was no match for him. But this didn't mean he would underestimate his opponent. He always looked down on his opponent in terms of strength, but took him seriously in terms of tactics. This was his motto in life.

In fact, even though Yun Yi demonstrated extremely superb and mysterious swordsmanship, no one still believed that he could defeat Meng Fan.

After all, he was a real Return to Void Realm. Even without cultivation, he still had experience and skills, mind and courage.

What's more, he has a sharp weapon like the Golden Crow Sword in his hand, and he can generate sword energy with just a casual wave, which is far beyond Yun Yi's ability to contend with.

Even if Daocheng set up a soul-locking formation, it would still be an unfair competition.

But no one would blame the master, because cultivation has never been fair, and everyone thinks that Yun Yi can only absorb this gap by himself.

Facing Meng Fan, who feels extremely oppressed, Yun Yi does not feel unwilling because of the injustice of the world, nor does he feel afraid because of the gap in strength. He remains calm and indifferent because he feels that he will not lose.

He never cared about fairness. If this world really wanted to seek fairness, then being able to be reborn would be the greatest injustice to others.

All he had to do now was to hold the sword tightly in his hand, not to waste every moment and his passion.

The war between the two was not just a verbal battle, it was about to break out!
Meng Fan was too lazy to say anything to Yun Yi. He still looked down on this disciple of Fuyao Sect who was only at the Qi Refining Stage. So what if he had extraordinary talent in swordsmanship? Hadn't he defeated enough geniuses over the years?
Su Qing from Dan Pavilion never dared to compete with me, and Bo Yue from Jiange has become a coward. So who do you think you are, Yun Yi?
Meng Fan drew out the Golden Crow Sword, and suddenly the entire Qimen Palace was shrouded in golden light. What was even more terrifying was that it was not only golden light, but also sword energy.

As long as Yun Yi opened his eyes, he would be stung by the sword energy, so he could only close his eyes and thrust the Qingfeng sword in his hand purely by feeling.

No one expected that in the golden light, this sword just happened to hit the sword that Meng Fan was stabbing at. The two swords touched each other with their tips, making a crisp "ding" sound.

Then, both men thrust their swords forward with swift swiftness, the sound of large and small pearls falling on a jade plate. These two men, completely devoid of any cultivation, now wielded their swords with such swiftness that they vanished without a trace. Their sheer physical prowess enabled them to achieve a level of power unattainable for ordinary cultivators in their lifetimes. The disciples of the Fuyao Sect's Sword Pavilion were most astonished. Even the Great Elder watched intently, for the swordsmanship displayed by the two was at the Return to Void Realm level. Even if he had taken action, he would likely have suffered no harm.

This is the true strength of the Fengyun disciples of the Fuyao Sect. Cultivation is just an embellishment for them, and their indomitable spirit is the most precious thing!

Qing Wei was equally stunned, so much so that he momentarily forgot to control his expression. In his opinion, Yun Yi was even slightly superior, because Meng Fan had the advantage with the Golden Crow Sword, while Yun Yi could fight him on equal terms without having to use his vision.

Those disciples who had mocked Yun Yi also felt a little ashamed. They used to think that Yun Yi was not serious and his method of passing the test seemed a little despicable. Now it seems that they are not worthy of him to draw his sword.

Has anyone ever seen a swordsman draw his sword against an ant? Given the huge disparity, crushing it to death is the most convenient approach.

However, everyone's surprise was perhaps not as great as the turmoil in Meng Fan's heart. He thought he could crush the ant in front of him with one kick, but he didn't expect that even with his sword, he couldn't defeat the opponent.

Meng Fan even had a premonition that if Yun Yi had opened his eyes and competed with him without the Golden Crow Sword, he might have lost by now.

The thought of this made him even more unable to accept it. The sword in his hand became faster, and he even faintly drew an image of a golden crow flapping its wings in the air!

Yun Yi was not flustered. He stabbed out with his sword again and again, and each time he managed to hit the tip of the Golden Crow Sword and destroy its attack.

He seemed to be on the defensive, but each of his sword strikes was full of vigor and vitality, and a hint of fanaticism unconsciously appeared on his face.

That is the joy of finally being released after being suppressed for a long time!
With a "click" sound, Meng Fan found that he was a little too slow after all, and a wound was cut on the back of his hand. He could only draw out the Golden Crow Sword and step back half a step.

Yun Yi still pointed his sword at his opponent, but the three-foot-long blade in his hand could no longer withstand such a terrifying collision. Under the gaze of everyone, a crack first appeared on the tip of the sword, and then quickly spread to the upper and lower parts of the sword.

The sword eventually shattered into countless pieces, scattering all over the ground, completing its final mission.

Meng Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this, but Yun Yi's face didn't show the expected disappointment or regret. He continued to smile, his fighting spirit undiminished.

Because Yun Yi finally broke the barrier between light sword and heavy sword in the almost life-and-death collision just now.

In his previous life, he had learned a variety of techniques, and his master was from the Buried Sword Valley, so he was best at light swords. But in this life, he first went to the Feitian Secret Realm, where he was taught by Monkey Boss, and learned the heavy sword.

The two are not related, so he has always had a difficult time learning.

But now he has finally summarized and absorbed all the sword skills of his previous life, and his understanding of "square and circle" has also reached a higher level.

It turned out that I had always been obsessed with the rough appearance of the Fangyuan Sword, but ignored its true sword meaning.

Square and round, like square and round, neither square nor round. Once its sword intent is fully unfolded, the sword domain is everywhere it looks!
A sword is a sword, it is never restricted to square or round, long or short, light or heavy.

As the saying goes, great sounds are silent, and great elephants are invisible!
(End of this chapter)