Zongwu: Yue Lao System, grab Huang Rong

"No, this is a Saint-level martial art!"

"Saint-level martial arts... I haven't heard Ximen Chuxue give his sword moves any names, they're just fast. Could it be Ye Gucheng's 'Flying Fairy from the Sky'?"

Before everyone could continue guessing, the answer was soon revealed.

Countless dazzling sword qi and snow rainbows were wandering in the dim sky, and the sky seemed to be torn into thirty-three layers by the sword qi, and each layer was filled with light and shadow.

It was as if an immortal had parted the clouds, looking down at the world and watching this battle.

Then, the "fairy shadow" finally walked down from the sky, turned into a flickering rainbow of light, and fell lightly to the earth.

At the same time, the battlefield, which was blurred by snowflakes, suddenly erupted with an unprecedented strong sword intent, as if it was a Jedi counterattack after sensing danger!

Finally, the fairy shadow and rainbow fell, and the light and shadow intertwined, disappearing in the "snow area".

The dust has settled.

Everyone held their breath, staring at the quiet battlefield without blinking.

One breath...two breaths...

When the vision became clear, two men in white stood facing each other.

Ye Gucheng's eyes were a little complicated: "I only understood clouds before, but now I also understand snow. I should thank you."

Ximen Chuixuejiu's white clothes gradually turned red, and his voice became a little hoarse: "This is the 'Flying Fairy from the Sky'?"

"It's now. After all, it's different from before."

"Stronger?"

"Yes. 5.2"

"No wonder I lost."

After Ximen Chuxue finished speaking, he fell straight down, and the snow beneath him was quickly stained red with blood.

His white clothes also became tattered, with countless tears on them.

Lost.

Ximen Chuxue lost.

There was dead silence.

Lu Xiaofeng quickly used his Qinggong skills to move forward, took a look at Ximen Chuxue's injuries, frowned, but breathed a sigh of relief, and then quickly pressed acupoints to stop the bleeding.

Hua Manlou handed over two bottles of medicine. Lu Xiaofeng gave Ximen Chuxue one bottle and was about to apply the other bottle to Ximen Chuxue, but he became worried again.

The body was covered with wounds, and there were too many of them. Fortunately, the flesh was not cut off, otherwise it would have been like being tortured to death.

At this moment, Lu Xiaofeng was also deeply frightened.

For this brand new "Fairy from the Sky"!

There was no other way, Lu Xiaofeng could only pick up Ximen Chuxue and find a deserted place to heal him.

Watching the two men's departing figures, Ye Gucheng murmured softly, "As a warrior, you lost; as a swordsman, I lost."

Sheathing his sword, Ye Gucheng slowly walked away.

He did not regret what he did, because he had never been a pure swordsman.

The sword is not a belief to him, nor is it his only hope.

There is something else hidden in his sword heart, and that is his greater pursuit!

This wish requires him to possess even greater strength.

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"I see. He relied on the pressure from Ximen Chuixue to comprehend a new sword style. No wonder he chose the Snow Mountain as his choice."

Li Yu suddenly realized and sighed.

Not only was he defeated, but he was also used as a stepping stone to further his strength and fame.

I guess Ximen Chuixue must be feeling bad even though he didn't say it.

Sure enough, the older you get, the wiser you become. Compared to Ximen Chuxue's "sincerity in swordsmanship", Ye Gucheng, a thirty-year-old man, is more pursuing practical interests.

As long as he can increase his strength, it doesn't matter to him whether he is a pure swordsman or not.

But then again, even if Ye Gucheng didn't make a breakthrough on the battlefield, Li Yu was not optimistic about Ximen Chuxue.

Because although the two are at the same level, unlike Ximen Chuxue who had just broken through, Ye Gucheng had obviously been immersed in it for many years. When the two were evenly matched, he had never used his unique skills.

Even if Ximen Chuxue performed exceptionally well in the end and unleashed an astonishing sword power, he probably couldn't withstand the original "Fairy from the Sky".

But this does not mean that Ximen Chuxue is inferior to Ye Gucheng. After all, there is a big age gap between them.

In five or six years, when Ximen Chuxue reaches Ye Gucheng's age, it will probably be easy for him to beat himself now.

Of course, the prerequisite is that his "ruthless swordsmanship" has improved, otherwise it is not uncommon for him to stagnate.

"Brother Yu, this move, 'Flying Fairy from the Sky', actually triggered celestial phenomena. Could it be that Ye Gucheng has created a Saint-level sword technique?"

Huang Rong was filled with curiosity. Although she had seen Saint-level martial arts before, none of them could be as beautiful as the "Fairy from the Sky".

The scene just now, which seemed like a group of immortals descending to earth, really amazed her and she couldn't take her eyes off it.

If this happens in a fight, it would be a big taboo!

Li Yu shook his head: "It has already begun to have the power of the Saint level, but it is still a little short."

"Generally speaking, only those who have achieved Martial Sainthood and experienced the profound mysteries of those 15 realms can create true Saint-level martial arts."

"So the current 'Flying Fairy from the Sky' is considered a top-grade Heavenly Rank. It will only undergo a complete transformation once Ye Gucheng steps into the Martial Saint stage and undergoes final refinement."

"I see." Huang Rong understood and then praised: "However, Ye Gucheng is still a mid-stage Grandmaster, and he can create a style of wine|—四８②∫♂⒋∶＾三㈢0⑤刺'噬麒∏◎4折∈代○購］∩: heavenly-grade top-grade sword technique, which is truly amazing."

"It's really amazing." Li Yu nodded in agreement.

The original "Fairy from the Sky" was only a mid-grade heavenly grade, still one step away from the upper grade. Now, Ye Gucheng had an epiphany and actually made it jump two small grades.

Not only does it have a wider killing range, but it also lasts longer, is more difficult to dodge, and is several times more powerful.

Let me give you an example to make it easier to understand:

Facing the original "Fairy from the Sky" is like facing a high-caliber sniper bullet. Whether you can dodge it, whether you can catch it, whether you live or die, all depends on that one shot.

Facing the current version of "Flying Fairy" is like facing dozens of submachine guns surrounding you, and then firing at once, emptying the entire magazine as quickly as possible.

I have to say that Ye Gucheng is truly a genius.

Of course, this method is not perfect yet and still has two flaws.

First, although the attack density has increased, the single-target attack power is not as strong as before.

Second, the build-up time is too long, and it may even be interrupted if encountering a strong opponent.

Ye Gucheng can only solve these problems when he becomes a Martial Saint.

Once perfected, "Flying Fairy from the Sky" can be transformed into a Saint-level sword skill!

"It's a very beautiful sword move. I'll find a chance to learn it. It's a magical skill for showing off." Li Yu made up his mind.

The scene just now reminded him of the scene in the movie version of "Battle of the Forbidden City" where Ye Gucheng performed the "Flying Fairy" when he first appeared on the stage. It was magnificent and beautiful.

This kind of martial arts is extremely rare, as it combines both power and quality.

However, before looking for Ye Gucheng, there are still some things that must be dealt with first.

Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng both left, but few of the audience members left.

All eyes fell on Li Yu.

This posture...

Some warriors who were originally unaware of the situation saw this scene and knew that something big was happening.

They stopped immediately, some were ready to watch the show, some were eager to make a move, and some recognized Li Yu and directly became one of them.

Li Yu sent a message to stop Li Xunhuan who wanted to come over to help, and quietly watched the warrior who was approaching.

There are no less than three thousand people!

Originally, there definitely weren't so many people, but the phrase "strength in numbers" gave them the courage to think they could use the momentum to oppress Li Yu.

What about the Grand Master?

Even if you are in the late stage of Grandmaster and have reached the pinnacle below Martial Saint, can you defeat more than 3,000 people?

You should know that among these more than 3,000 people, there are also many good players.

Even if the enemy's cultivation is weak, you can still poison them or launch a sneak attack with hidden weapons.

Faced with such a lineup, even if Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng joined forces, they would be torn into pieces!

The warriors who did not participate in it either had serious expressions, playful eyes, or no expression on their faces.

But without exception, they were all looking at Li Yu's reaction.

I want to see if he will compromise.

Unexpectedly, Li Yu remained calm and did not try to escape by using his martial arts skills.

He looked at the crowd forming an encirclement and sneered, "Four Grandmasters, fifty-six Grandmasters, and over three thousand cannon fodder. No wonder you're so bold."

Everyone looked at Li Yu's calm appearance, and some of them were worried, wondering why he was so confident.

Some of them looked fierce and smiled coldly, deciding to teach Li Yu a bloody lesson later.

The crowd was led by four grand masters.

One of them, who was only in his forties or fifties, had already gray hair and a sloppy yet flamboyant hairstyle. He crossed his arms and said, "Sir, you can't keep the Heavenly Sword and the Mirror of Pity for Flowers. Hand them over!"

"The bald eagle is right. I advise you to cooperate a little to avoid suffering."

"I saw the Heavenly Sword. It's the one in the hand of the woman behind you, right?"

"It is indeed a good sword."

"How do you know it's a good sword when the sword isn't even unsheathed?"

“It looks extraordinary.”

"Where is the Mirror of Pity for Flowers? Tell me! Tell me!"