The God of the Human Realm!

Chapter 143 Clash of Hearts and Swords!

Feng Nanyan stood there with her hands behind her back, like a gentle breeze in the mountains or a floating cloud, warm and peaceful, giving people a sense of flawless tranquility.

But in that instant, his entire demeanor changed, becoming incredibly sharp, fierce, and captivating, truly showcasing the style of a top swordsman of the era.

Before he even drew his sword, a terrifying lightning bolt flashed in his eyes, turning the world before him a ghastly white.

A dazzling arc of light exploded, rising from Feng Nanyan's center, like a divine sword piercing the sky, heading straight for the heart of heaven.

Boom!

A deafening roar suddenly resounded throughout the heavens and earth, as if a divine being who had created the world had wielded a heavy hammer and struck a thunderous drum.

The once clear and bright sky suddenly darkened, the clouds became thick and piled up, and in an instant they were stained with dark ink, with strands of light blooming out.

That was neither lightning nor the light of the sky, but the light of a sword.

A deluge of sword light!
In an instant, before Hong Yuan's eyes, the entire world seemed to transform into a sea of ​​light composed of sword beams.

Feng Nanyan remained standing still, but the bluestone where he stood, the bamboo grove courtyard, and even the entire Huaxi Mountain gate all disappeared, merging into countless swords.

Hong Yuan looked up and saw beams of sword light shooting towards him, as if he were seeing hundreds of top swordsmen unleashing their sword techniques at the same time, some sharp and intimidating, some light and graceful, some simple and profound, and some complex and unpredictable...

"This is the 'Heart Sword'!"

Feng Nanyan's voice remained as gentle as ever, like a babbling brook, seeping into Hong Yuan's mind.

"All the sword techniques I've learned in my life, more than a hundred in total, have been fused together over many years and transformed into this one sword..."

"Brother Wan Jie, please take a look!"

Hong Yuan exclaimed in admiration, "Indeed, it is an extremely brilliant sword technique!"

As the name suggests, this "Heart Sword" is a sword technique that goes straight into the mind. In reality, it is impossible for there to be a corresponding celestial phenomenon, with all things in heaven and earth transforming into swords to attack simultaneously.

If one could achieve this, they would not be human, but a saint or immortal, capable of sweeping away a million soldiers with a single sword strike and becoming the supreme ruler of the universe.

But the subtlety and mystery of this sword strike was enough to catch Hong Yuan's eye. Feng Nanyan used her sword intent to lock the soul, cleaving through the barrier between matter and spirit with a single strike, and 'splitting' the sword into Hong Yuan's heart.

This kind of mental confrontation is no easier than a physical clash, and is even more dangerous.

However, Feng Nanyan's mental attacks also gave Hong Yuan a lot of inspiration, and various wonderful uses of mental techniques emerged in his mind.

Before me lay a sea of ​​sword light, rumbling and rolling in, overwhelming everything in its path.

Hong Yuan's eyes instantly turned deep and dark, like bottomless black holes. The sword lights poured down, only to be quickly swallowed up by the black holes in his eyes.

Ripples emerged from the black hole, and mirrors suddenly appeared, reflecting longswords, which then clashed with the sword lights.

Ding Ding Ding!
As the sounds of metal clashing resounded throughout the sky, Hong Yuan let out a long roar, and a dark shadow seemed to fly out from within his body, suddenly transforming into a sharp arrow!
next moment!
The arrow pierced the air, and under the surging energy, the sea of ​​swords before him was as if it had encountered a scorching furnace, and was directly pierced by the arrow. With a 'whoosh', it had already pierced towards Feng Nanyan's brow.

With a stomp of his foot, Feng Nanyan caused the endless sword light to surge back, merging entirely into his body almost without the slightest pause in time.

Immediately afterward, Feng Nanyan seemed to transform into a divine sword, its sharpness blazing as it collided with the arrow that shot through the air. Crack! Crack!
Inside the bamboo grove courtyard, Nan Guyun seemed dazed, her face still showing confusion and fear.

He didn't know why he felt inexplicably afraid just now; his body was cold, cold to the bone marrow, and even his soul seemed to be trembling.

Immediately, he hurriedly raised his eyes and looked at where Feng Nanyan was standing. The large blue stone under his feet made a cracking sound, and then spider web-like cracks spread out.

Nan Guyun's pupils trembled violently as he stared intently at his master's brow, where he saw a crimson dot appear between Feng Nanyan's eyebrows.

"Teacher!" Nan Guyun exclaimed worriedly.

With his exceptional insight, he had already guessed that just a moment ago, his master had engaged in a mental battle with Wan Jie Dao Ren.

The reason I felt fear was due to the unconscious psychological fluctuations that occurred during our confrontation.

Feng Nanyan extended a slender finger and drew it between his eyebrows. A drop of blood rolled down his cheek. He stared blankly at the glistening blood on his fingertip.

Hong Yuan's pupils were deep and dark, and the ripples in the air seemed to converge into his eyes like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea.

From his perspective, every ripple glowed, reflecting a variety of exquisite sword techniques.

Once all the ripples disappeared from his eyes and his gaze returned to calm, he looked at Feng Nanyan opposite him and felt that the trip had been worthwhile.

If it were a real battle, even if one were to use the Six Void Forces to break through Feng Nanyan's martial arts, it would still take a lot of effort.

However, the clash of minds, though more dangerous and unpredictable, is also a direct collision of spirits and gods, revealing all sorts of wonderful methods without reservation.

With Hong Yuan's talent, he has already absorbed the essence of Feng Nanyan's swordsmanship. After a few days of digestion, his swordsmanship will also leap to the top of the world.

"Excellent swordsmanship! Brother Feng's 'Heart Sword' technique is truly extraordinary and astonishing." Hong Yuan praised without reservation.

Feng Nanyan shook his head, and with a flick of his fingertip, the blood droplet instantly evaporated. His face showed no joy or sorrow. "Brother Dao's divine skill has truly broadened my horizons. Since I mastered the 'Heart Sword,' even though I constantly examine my mind and focus my spirit, I can't help but feel a bit arrogant. I thought that in all the world, there were very few who could withstand my sword strike. Today, after fighting with you, I realize that I was just sitting on the sidelines and looking at the sky."

"It was just one sword strike. Brother Feng has not lost. Why be so modest?"

Hong Yuan laughed.

Feng Nanyan said, "My sword strike was the culmination of half a lifetime's effort, while your casual strike was far superior to mine in terms of spirit."

He raised his gaze and fixed it on Hong Yuan, as if he were re-examining him.

"I have encountered many masters in my life, but I have never seen anyone like you, Daoist, whose martial arts are so supernatural. Perhaps in this southern land, only the leader of the Void God Sect can fight you."

"The Master of the Void God Sect? Number one on the Heavenly Ranking?"

Feng Nanyan nodded: "It is said that the leaders of the Void God Cult, and the 'Void Gods' of all generations, are manifestations of evil gods in the human world. They possess great supernatural powers and boundless might. Unfortunately, the 'Void Gods' are too mysterious, and I have never seen them in person..."

Feng Nanyan sighed softly, seemingly unwilling to discuss the 'illusory spirit' further. Her eyes fell on Hong Yuan's sleeve, and she suddenly said, "Just now, when I fought with you, my sword heart reflected something. It seems you have something special in your hand?"

(End of this chapter)