Snow: The Crown Prince of Chu, forced into marriage by the Minister of the Southern Palace with his

Jiang Xuan narrowed his eyes at this moment, and then suddenly said, "Qingfeng, you should leave first."

Xuan Yuan Qingfeng opened his mouth, but Xuan Yuan Jingcheng stopped him from speaking.

Although Xuanyuan Jingcheng had never met this Yang Taisui before, he could tell from the other party's clothes and appearance that this black-robed old monk was Yang Taisui.

Yang Taisui, with a calm gaze, walked up step by step.

The two looked at each other and Yang Taisui looked at Jiang Xuan and spoke first: "You must be Jiang Xuan. I've seen your portrait, and you are indeed very handsome."

"Yes, I think so too." Jiang Xuan nodded slightly, then tapped the Crimson Dragon Sword on the ground, supporting himself with both hands as he looked at Yang Taisui. "I wonder what brings you here today, Yang Taisui?"

Yang Taisui raised an eyebrow and couldn't help but chuckle, thinking that even at this point, Jiang Xuan was still pretending with him?

Yang Taisui didn't ask any further questions, neither about the poems nor the essays.

After all, in his view, Jiang Xuan was not an ordinary person, and it was impossible for him to make the other party listen to him with just a few words.

Therefore, certain methods are still needed; only after strong pressure is applied can we continue to say anything.

Thinking of this, Yang Taisui's figure blurred, and his rough palm reached out to grab Jiang Xuan's face.

At this moment, Jiang Xuan narrowed his eyes. He didn't want to know or witness Yang Taisui's tricks.

I only want to know how to solve it.

Although Yang Taisui's condition had declined at this time, his foundation was still intact.

The overwhelming pressure from the Grandmaster of Celestial Phenomena pressed down without hesitation.

Even Jiang Xuan, with his Great Finger Profound power, would feel somewhat uncomfortable facing such pressure.

However, he didn't pay much attention to it; in fact, he stood there like a drawn blade.

He also wanted to test the strength of this Yang Taisui.

Is it King Kong?

Faced with such overwhelming pressure, Jiang Xuan wanted to see just how strong the so-called Great Vajra really was.

Looking at Jiang Xuan's appearance, even Yang Taisui, as an enemy, couldn't help but praise him.

Jiang Xuan narrowed his eyes at this moment, and his aura was released without hesitation. Then, the Crimson Dragon Sword was instantly drawn.

boom!

The two auras collided violently, but Jiang Xuan could tell that he had lost in their first contest.

Although Yang Taisui's cultivation level has declined, his fundamental abilities remain.

The other party's understanding of martial arts is definitely much stronger than Jiang Xuan's.

Jiang Xuan narrowed his eyes at this moment, and the expression on his face looked somewhat subtle.

A slight smile played on his lips as he secretly thought to himself, "He's got the skills!"

That's right, Jiang Xuan didn't immediately think that he was doomed to lose to Yang Taisui.

He briefly interacted with him and found that even without the tic-tac-toe symbol, Yang Taisui was not an unattainable mountain for him.

After all, he has now obtained the Great River Sword Intent, and his strength is only one step away from becoming a Grandmaster of Celestial Phenomena.

At this moment, Jiang Xuan had a feeling that if he killed Yang Taisui, he might be able to break through the shackles of the Finger Profound Realm and become a Grandmaster of the Celestial Phenomenon Realm.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xuan's eyes sparkled with a bright light.

At the same time, his sword intent surged, and his true energy surged and burst forth.

Faced with Jiang Xuan's sudden attack, Yang Taisui snorted coldly, his expression becoming even more ferocious.

After all, Jiang Xuan was merely a Finger Profound Realm cultivator. Faced with my oppressive aura, he showed no fear whatsoever; instead, he became even more excited.

It seems you don't take me seriously. Have I been gone for too long?

With that thought in mind, Yang Taisui lightly stepped forward, and then he could see that the sword energy around Jiang Xuan split in two.

It was as if they were making way for Yang Taisui, filled with an eerie atmosphere.

Jiang Xuan's expression hardened slightly upon seeing this, but he did not show any fear or back down. Instead, he took a step forward as well.

Chapter Sixty: Who exactly is he? Northern Mang? Northern Liang? Or...?

Jiang Xuan's domineering sword energy surged and swelled, sweeping towards Yang Taisui like a tidal wave.

Yang Taisui stretched out his hand, flicked his long sleeves, and rolled up the excess fabric.

At the same time, he spread his palms to the sides, actually trying to split Jiang Xuan's domineering sword intent in two, causing it to repeat the same mistake.

As Jiang Xuan watched Yang Taisui approach step by step, he suddenly used the Crimson Dragon Sword to lightly slash at a distance of one foot in front of him.

Yang Taisui, who was walking in front of Jiang Xuan, was suddenly startled at this moment, and his face showed a look of shock and disbelief.

Yang Taisui subconsciously took a step back, but looked down at his chest where his clothes had been torn open.

At the same time, a stream of blood flowed out from it, but fortunately the wound was not deep.

What kind of sword intent is this...?

Yang Taisui had been traveling the martial arts world for many years, and he had also read countless books.

He can easily discern ordinary martial arts techniques and the true meaning of martial arts, and he can resolve them in various ways.

However, he couldn't discern the style of the sword intent emanating from the person before him.

In that instant, he felt the sword intent, which had been calm and still, suddenly surge and attack him.

In that situation, it was quite fast for him to react at that moment.

If he truly only possessed the strength of the Finger Profound Realm, he would probably have died just now.

How is Jiang Xuan so strong?

Who exactly is his master?

Where did it come from?

At this moment, Yang Taisui's mind was filled with doubt. After all, what kind of master in the martial arts world could remain silent for decades and then suddenly appear like this?

Unless the other party is from a prestigious family and has been studying within their own family for the past ten or twenty years.

However, there aren't many people with the surname Jiang from such a prestigious family.

Even though he knew those families, he didn't recognize the other party's identity.

Not to mention the swordsmanship Jiang Xuan used; he could only recognize the domineering swordsmanship.

However, this sword technique emphasizes wide, sweeping movements and free-flowing actions.

It's less about swordsmanship and more about nurturing the sword and cultivating the mind.

He genuinely hadn't noticed that sword strike just now.

Very strong.

At this moment, Yang Taisui thought to himself that he would definitely investigate this person thoroughly after he returned.

Who is behind him?

Northern Liang?

Northern Mang?

Or perhaps, people from the Southern Dynasties?

Or are they the orphans of dynasties that were destroyed?

As he thought of this, a person came to mind.

Cao Changqing.

Moreover, the royal family of Western Chu was surnamed Jiang.

Ok?

Suddenly, Yang Taisui thought of something, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

If he is from Western Chu, then Jiang Xuan cannot be allowed to stay no matter what.

No one believes it.

"Jiang Xuan, who exactly are you?"

"You can guess, but there's no reward if you guess right."

"Western Chu?!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xuan raised an eyebrow.

I never expected this Yang Taisui to be so clever. No wonder he was able to control a dynasty; he really has a sharp mind.

However, Jiang Xuan did not agree directly, which can be considered as tacit consent.

At this point, Yang Taisui had figured it out. He looked at the other party coldly and said, "Jiang Xuan, if that's the case, then I can't let you live."

"Well, I didn't plan to stay either." Jiang Xuan shrugged, looked at Yang Taisui, took two steps forward, and continued, "Then I'll see Yang Taisui off first?"

Yang Taisui was taken aback at first, but then he understood what the other party was talking about.

Ah!

Good grief, they really aren't afraid of death.

Upon hearing this, Yang Taisui and Yang Taisui's eyes met again.

This time, however, the two did not engage in any simple probing; all that remained was boundless killing intent.

Jiang Xuan's Crimson Dragon Sword trembled violently, its tip splitting into dozens of swords, each carrying countless powerful sword energies, and hurtling towards Yang Taisui.

Suddenly, Yang Taisui clasped his hands together, and then the black robe he was wearing suddenly billowed out.

Without hesitation, he lunged at the other person.

The two auras suddenly intertwined at this moment, and at the same time, the long sword in Jiang Xuan's hand transformed into a red dragon, striking straight at Yang Taisui.

boom!

Jiang Xuan snorted coldly, and before Yang Taisui could react, a series of clear and melodious sounds, like the roar of a dragon, exploded in his ears, resounding through the sky like a beast awakening.