A Man in the Snow: Starting with a Sword Challenge to the Northern Liang Prince's Palace

Upon hearing this, Deng Tai'a seemed not to have heard it at all, his entire aura locked onto Ye Yun.

That domineering sword intent forcibly isolated his vital energy.

Although Deng Tai'a has not yet become a terrestrial immortal, his understanding of swordsmanship is unparalleled among mortals.

Even Lu Zu and Li Chungang are still inferior.

Looking at the twelve miniature swords, Ye Yun actually showed a look of joy, since swordsmanship and the way of the sword are inseparable.

One can also attain enlightenment through swordsmanship.

He raised the crimson sword in his hand again, and with each swing, the crimson sword intent barrier formed by the sword intent seemed to grow even thicker.

Deng Tai'a pointed his sword at Ye Yun and said:

"Ye Yun, how about we make a bet? If I break through this sword intent barrier, I will not pursue Xu Fengnian for a year."

"I'll give you one chance to draw your sword. If you can't break through, you'll die with him."

Ye Yun's eyes were full of provocation.

With a wave of his hand, Deng Tai'a sent twelve miniature flying swords, appearing as dozens of illusory, peach-colored phantoms, continuously striking the sword intent barrier.

Each sword strike seemed to collide with Ye Yun's sword.

The most powerful killing force in the world could not break through Ye Yun's barrier.

"go!"

Deng Tai'a called out softly.

The two swords, "Green Plum" and "Bamboo Horse," crossed and danced, suddenly landing on the sword intent barrier, creating ripples as if the barrier was about to shatter.

But in the next instant...

The "Crimson Sword" hovering beside Ye Yun rotated once, making the barrier even thicker.

"What? It's gotten stronger again."

Deng Tai'a looked incredulous.

Ye Yun's red robe fluttered with the sword energy. Every time a flying sword formed a sword intent barrier with him and came into contact, he would feel the operating route and trajectory within it.

With his innate sword physique and profound understanding of sword heart, he can find the rhythm of any sword technique or sword path after repeated exposure.

"Deng Tai'a, admit defeat!"

Ye Yun said expressionlessly.

This is an attempt to completely crush Deng Tai'a's Daoist resolve.

Deng Tai'a had never doubted his sword. He recognized it and ran his finger across his brow at the twelve flying swords that had been circulating.

In an instant.

Twelve streams of light shot into the sky, each displaying a unique phenomenon.

They are Xuanjia, Qingmei, Zhuma, Chaolu, Chunshui, Taohua, Emei, Zhuque, Huangtong, Pifu, Jinlu, and Tai'a.

The twelve flying swords did not attack simultaneously. Instead, they intertwined according to the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches to form a sword formation. The sword formation completely enveloped Ye Yun, and the sword light formed a cage that constantly rammed into the sword intent barrier formed by Ye Yun.

The crimson sword beside Ye Yun kept spinning, and each rotation could make up for the sword intent that had been scattered by the flying sword.

Ye Yun's eyes flashed with gold, and the twelve flying swords seemed to suddenly slow down in his eyes.

It seems I understand some of the reasons behind it.

Deng Tai'a is the eye of the sword formation; to break his sword formation, Deng Tai'a must be killed.

The essence of the sword formation lies in "change," with the twelve flying swords mutually generating and restraining each other, just like the changing seasons.

"I see."

Ye Yun said softly.

The only boy watching from afar gripped the donkey's reins tightly with both hands:

"Master, you can't lose!"

The boy knew that Deng Tai'a had really lost.

Then you'll face death.

Seeing that he could not break through after a long attack, Deng Tai'a's pupils contracted, and his true essence and qi burst forth. The sword formation suddenly contracted, and its speed and killing power increased by 30% in an instant.

Centered on Ye Yun, a storm of sword energy formed ten zhang away, leaving only the storm of sword energy in the world.

And he was right in the middle of that storm.

Even the Vajra Body of a Buddhist monk couldn't withstand such a storm of sword energy for long.

Ye Yun revealed a slight smile. At this moment, he completely understood Deng Tai'a's sword formation. This sword formation was truly the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

If Ye Yun's cultivation level hadn't far surpassed Deng Tai'a's, he probably wouldn't have been able to defend against this peak sword technique that could kill a celestial being's acupoints with just his own sword intent barrier.

"Deng Tai'a, is there any other trick up your sleeve?"

Ye Yun wanted to know if the Peach Blossom Sword God had any other secret techniques.

If this is all there is, then it's probably time to end things.

Deng Tai'a turned his head and looked at the boy leading the donkey in the distance. The boy smiled at him, then bit his tongue and spat a mouthful of blood onto the flying sword.

The twelve flying swords suddenly transformed into a long sword.

Ye Yun's heart skipped a beat; this was an attack that wanted to burn his life essence.

Deng Tai'a, he's going to risk his life.

This longsword moves extremely slowly, yet it distorts the space it passes through.

Ding!

He struck Ye Yun's sword intent barrier with his sword.

Click!

The originally thick barrier of sword intent shattered and spread like a spider web, as Deng Tai'a actually used his entire body's energy to forcibly break through his barrier.

Ye Yun used his finger as a sword and lightly touched the nodal point of the longsword. The twelve flying swords wailed and turned back into ordinary iron, falling around Ye Yun.

Deng Tai'a staggered a few steps, and finally knelt on the ground with an expression of disbelief on his face.

His all-out sword strike could only break through the opponent's sword intent barrier.

Little did he know that Ye Yun had cheated; he had been fighting with the Crimson Sword the whole time.

He, Deng Tai'a, used the flying sword technique.

Ye Yun, however, used the sword control technique.

It's just presented in a different way.

This is another way of using the "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One" technique.

It was also something Ye Yun comprehended from Li Chungang's ultimate move, "Sword Qi Rolling Dragon Wall".

Is it worth it?

Ye Yun slowly walked towards Deng Tai'a, who was kneeling on the ground.

The boy leading the donkey blocked Ye Yun's path with a wooden sword.

"Nostalgia, step down."

"Sir, I will not back down. I am not afraid of him."

Li Huainian's hand, gripping the wooden sword, was trembling uncontrollably, betraying his inner turmoil.

"Foolish child!"

"Ye Yun, if you intend to take my life, I have one request: spare my disciple. He has never practiced martial arts." Deng Tai'a was no longer able to fight. Ye Yun had forcefully broken his flying sword technique, knowing full well that if the other party wanted to kill him, it would be as easy as turning his hand. He then continued:

"Ye Yun, I have won our bet."

Deng Tai'a seemed completely unconcerned about life and death, and instead brought up the bet.

Xu Fengnian really has a good uncle.

Ye Yun said coldly, "Deng Tai'a, is it worth it to trade your life for a year of good living for Xu Fengnian?"

Upon hearing this, the Peach Blossom Sword God smiled:

"Alright!"

"By repaying kindness, one will not be subject to the cycle of reincarnation."

Ye Yun seemed to understand.

Before his death, Deng Tai'a looked towards Beiliang and revealed his final smile, which ultimately transformed into a sky full of sword intent, scattering across the world.

A legendary swordsman met his end at the foot of Wudang Mountain.

"Master...don't leave me!"

Li Huainian tried to grasp the sword intent that Deng Tai'a had transformed into, but in the end, he left nothing behind.

He then turned around, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at the red-robed man before him, his hatred so intense it seemed he wanted to devour Ye Yun.

Ye Yun shook his head and said:

"They don't hide their talents; they truly have the heart of a child!"

"The world is a dark place, and I probably won't live long. I'll play the villain."

The crimson sword, suspended in mid-air, transformed into a streak of red light, slicing through the boy's neck and ending his life.

The world has lost someone who lived with hatred.

Ye Yun looked up at Wudang Mountain and shouted:

"Chen Yao!"

"Please do me a favor and find a good place for this young man."