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

On the shore of the East China Sea.

The Martial Emperor City, which has stood out for sixty years and gathered the martial fortune of the world.

Ye Yun stood at the gate of Wudi City with Nangong Pushe, Song Tinglu, and Man'er.

Only then did Ye Yun feel the weight of this city. He wondered if Wang Xianzhi, who had left the world's number one talent vacant for sixty years, could bring him more expectations.

The further east you go, the more you'll hear the legend of Wang Xianzhi.

What do you mean by defeating the Sword King with a single finger? Answer: There are even challengers who couldn't even climb the Martial Emperor's city wall before being defeated by the Martial Slave.

Second in the world, it has suppressed countless heroes and valiant men.

No one knows who can actually get this second-best in the world to actually make a move.

The group of people who stopped their carriage did not enter the city.

Are you sure you can do it?

Nangong Pushe placed one hand on the hilt of his sword and asked softly.

Wang Xianzhi is too famous; who can say they are confident of beating him?

"Hahaha, what, are you afraid I'll die?"

Ye Yun made one of his rare jokes.

Song Tinglu, who was standing next to him, didn't know who this white-clad "man" was, but he wondered why he was so handsome.

Several times he wanted to ask his master whether the other party was male or female, because although his master Ye Yun was not a handsome young man who was unparalleled in the world, his temperament combined with his good looks made him a rare handsome man in the world.

However, when it comes to beauty, she would be far inferior to this man in white.

"If you die, I'll avenge you later."

"Nangong Pu She said domineeringly."

Because she believed that Ye Yun would not lose to Wang Xianzhi. Although Wang Xianzhi was strong, Ye Yun gave her an even stronger feeling.

"A year ago, I was probably still a bit short of the skill level to defeat Wang Xianzhi."

Wang Xianzhi used Wudi City as his foundation, sustaining himself through war and suppressing the city with martial prowess. He had long since become one with the city, tempering his physical body and will to the limit.

Even if all the world's top experts gathered, it would be very difficult to kill Wang Xianzhi in Martial Emperor City.

Ye Yun had already used his aura-gazing technique to see through the martial fortune of the entire Martial Emperor City.

Wang Xianzhi entered the Dao through martial arts, pursuing breakthroughs in the limits of the human body and the Dao, and also in order to protect the balance of this world.

"Master, even you aren't confident you can defeat Wang Xianzhi?"

In Song Tinglu's eyes, even if Wang Xianzhi was strong, a person like Ye Yun was still not as good as his master.

"What's the point of defeating him?"

"Wouldn't it be more interesting to kill him?"

After Ye Yun finished speaking, he used his finger as a sword, and a sword light flashed, carrying an unstoppable momentum, and rushed towards the top of the Martial Emperor City.

The two people next to them exchanged a glance.

Does this mean we don't need to uphold martial ethics?

This momentum came too quickly.

Four figures flew out from within the Martial Emperor City. Gong Que unleashed the full power of the Finger Profound Technique, followed by a fist shadow tilting down.

Two sword beams from the sky collided with Ye Yun's sword strike.

boom!

On the towering walls of Wudi City, the various weapons that had been planted there were shattered into pieces by the explosion.

Even with the four of them working together, they still couldn't stop the sword energy.

"What a fine sword!"

A sound rang out, and then the sword energy stopped abruptly.

A tall, white-haired old man approached, wearing slightly oversized plain cloth clothes.

He was none other than the lord of Wudi City.

Wang Xianzhi.

"Greetings, Master."

The four grooms bowed to Wang Xianzhi together.

"Get down! This battle is not for you to participate in."

Only then did Wang Xianzhi take a serious look at the man in the red robe in front of her.

A peerless sword immortal.

Four words perfectly describe it.

Unlike the swords of Deng Tai'a, Li Chungang, and Sui Xiegu.

"You must be Ye Yun!"

Wang Xianzhi's eyes were filled with joy. This man had single-handedly stormed the Northern Liang King's Palace, defeated the Sword God Li Chungang who had returned to the Land Immortal realm, and even personally killed the newly promoted Sword God Deng Tai'a.

Each of their achievements is enough to prove the opponent's strength.

"Yes, aren't you also waiting for someone you can give your all to?"

"Wang Xianzhi, do you dare to fight?"

Ye Yun took a step forward and stood facing Wang Xianzhi.

As soon as they locked eyes, the two began to "fight".

As Wang Xianzhi's home turf, he had long since become one with this Martial Emperor City. Whether it was the city beneath his feet, the sea outside, or even every single stone, everything was under Wang Xianzhi's control.

The body's vital energy and blood are as vast as the sea, and have long since reached a limit, the limit of this world.

What excited Wang Xianzhi even more was that he couldn't sense Ye Yun's aura; it was as if Ye Yun, like him, had merged into this world.

If I didn't "see" him in front of me, I wouldn't feel it at all.

This is the real opponent he needs.

"I never imagined that a sword cultivator could possess such a powerful physique. If you were to cultivate through martial arts, you might very well surpass me."

Wang Xianzhi stood with his hands behind his back, his expression full of praise, but his eyes gleamed with even more fighting spirit.

After waiting for sixty years, someone finally came who could make him feel a sense of crisis.

"Who says that those who practice swordsmanship cannot cultivate martial arts?"

As soon as they finished speaking, their breaths clashed again.

Wang Xianzhi glanced at Wudi City, which contained all sorts of martial artists, but mostly ordinary people: "How about we have a battle at sea?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Wang Xianzhi ignored Ye Yun's agreement or not, put her hands behind her back, and walked on the waves, heading towards the depths of the East China Sea.

Ye Yun smiled slightly and transformed into a streak of rainbow light to follow.

Ye Yun's sword strike had already attracted many more martial artists to the viewing platform.

"Who is it!"

"He's challenging Wang Xianzhi again; is he just coming to his death again?"

"No, that sword strike just now seemed to have repelled the four disciples of Lord Wang. Lord Wang himself had to intervene to block that sword strike."

"Really? Is it that strong?"

"His name seems to be Ye Yun."

"What? Ye Yun, who single-handedly stormed the Northern Liang Prince's Mansion, defeated Li Chungang, and killed Deng Tai'a."

"…………!"

The crowd in the stands behind them grew larger and larger, afraid of missing the strongest showdown in decades.

Most people still believe that Wang Xianzhi can win.

Because this has been proven over a period of sixty years.

But there are always dissenting voices.

This newly emerged swordsman will completely change the landscape of the martial arts world.

Ye Yun seemed to be just like Wang Xianzhi back then, constantly challenging various masters.

Above the East China Sea.

A true clash of the pinnacles of martial arts.

Deep in the East China Sea, a sword aura beneath Ye Yun's feet allowed him to stand upright, breaking through the air.

Wang Xianzhi was even more domineering, waves rising beneath her feet as she stood on the waves, her hands behind her back, gazing at Ye Yun with an aura of unparalleled power.

"Ye Yun, you are stronger than I imagined."

Wang Xianzhi could already sense that the other party had truly touched upon the level of "Tao".

Having witnessed the vicissitudes of the world for sixty years, and having debated martial arts and fought countless battles, he can naturally sense the differences between his opponents.

Ye Yun's body had already merged into the world, seemingly without any cultivation. However, only true masters could understand that this was the first step he had taken into the "Dao".

A streak of rainbow light flashed, and the crimson sword circled around Ye Yun:

"Wang Xianzhi, have you ever lost?"