Chapter 60

Just a moment ago, the lake water was bright, but it suddenly fell into the loneliness of the night.

Even though the lake was as calm as a mirror, it could not emit light or heat on its own.

Although the world appeared pitch black to ordinary people, it could not completely block the two people's vision. In the dimness, Shen Lian saw that Ye Liuyun had a sword in his hand.

Less than two feet long, it emitted a dark green sword glow, a cold and piercing aura that was overwhelming.

Shen Lian slightly closed his eyes, seemingly unable to bear the sharpness of the aura.

Almost at the same time Shen Lian slightly closed his eyes, the dark night and the dark green sword glow flew over and stabbed.

Kuhui and Xiaozhu arrived not far away, one after the other, just in time to see this flying sword.

Kuhui was amazed. He had always heard of the legends of sword immortals, who could kill a man in ten steps and leave no trace for a thousand miles. He never thought Ye Liuyun could achieve such a feat before even joining a sect.

Xiaozhu understood even more clearly the gap between her and Ye Liuyun. She also wondered why he had always let her win in the past.

Shen Lian took a slight step back, and the sword passed by him, but then made a sharp turn and came at him from the other side.

Shen Lian's steps were constantly moving, and the flying sword attacked from all angles, extremely cunning.

The moon, which had been obscured, gradually emerged from the clouds. Shen Lian's figure seemed like a shadow in the calm lake, as if a stone had been thrown into it.

It kept trembling and changing.

Shen Lian truly felt the benefits of mastering the 'Yin-Yang Sword Qi.' Not only did he gain insight into this supreme skill, but more importantly, he became increasingly focused.

Sometimes, people are very mysterious. Even with limited strength, they can continuously tap into their potential through greater focus, and this potential is boundless.

Shen Lian's heart seemed to sink to the bottom of the lake. This extreme focus allowed him to sense every trajectory, speed, and change of the flying sword.

His movements were not particularly large, but he always managed to avoid the sharp edge of the sword perfectly.

Even in the midst of a mountain of blades and a sea of fire, he moved as if on flat ground.

In the eyes of Xiaozhu and Kuhui, Ye Liuyun was using a technique similar to 'Dragon Seizing Crane' to control the flying sword with his true qi.

Chop, slash, intercept, flick, thrust, hook, pierce, penetrate, wipe, sweep, point, collapse, hang, and cloud.

Fourteen sword techniques, forming countless variations, like a standard sword technique manual.

The difference was that this was performed with a flying sword, almost impossible to defend against.

Although Shen Lian, with his sharp spirit and highly concentrated attention, could avoid the flying sword, it did not mean he was completely safe.

In such a rapidly changing confrontation, a single mistake could cost him his life.

His heart was too calm, forgetting that this was a life-and-death struggle.

He accurately grasped the changes in Ye Liuyun's true qi.

At this moment, Ye Liuyun still had reserves, and his aura remained steady.

The flying sword emitted countless cold glows, like a thousand boats racing, with overlapping sword shadows. Shen Lian's room for movement became smaller and smaller, and his movements became increasingly precise.

Kuhui sighed softly, "If they had been born twenty years earlier, who knows what achievements they would have made. They might truly be divine immortals."

Even in the immortal sects, there were few who could match their cultivation at their age, but the sense of measure in battle was something no talent could make up for.

The path to immortality is also the path of the asura. Without thunderous means, how could one achieve the fruit of the bodhisattva?

The moon, which had been obscured, gradually emerged from the clouds. Due to the calm lake, the world here began to brighten.

Xiaozhu, however, unconsciously focused on Ye Liuyun, noticing the fine sweat on his forehead and his stern expression.

She had known Ye Liuyun for many years, and this was the first time she had seen him so serious.

This time, she did not interfere but watched quietly.

She was even unaware of her intense curiosity about Shen Lian, not knowing the reason.

She did not yet know the saying, "The deeper the hate, the deeper the love," which is often used to describe relationships between men and women.

At the moment the moon completely emerged from the clouds, Ye Liuyun and Shen Lian simultaneously grasped the opportunity for victory.

Shen Lian finally drew his sandalwood sword, a broken and battered wooden sword with a jagged edge that couldn't even cut a piece of tofu straight.

His action of drawing the sword was incredibly smooth. Though as fast as lightning, it allowed people to see every movement clearly.

It was like seeing the rushing water from a high mountain waterfall, pouring down straight, extremely shocking, yet leaving one in awe.

When Shen Lian drew the sword, the entire sword seemed to come to life.

The wooden sword moved in an extremely mysterious trajectory, breaking through the layers of sword shadows. At the same time, with the silver moonlight, a cluster of fine silver needles, as thin as cow hair, rained down mercilessly towards Shen Lian.

But the wooden sword deftly swirled, deflecting all the silver needles.

It was as easy as a strong wind sweeping away leaves.

At the same time, a hissing sound was heard, and a visible white sword qi appeared, as fast as lightning.

The target was Ye Liuyun, not far away.

Shen Lian sighed slightly. In the face of life and death, how could he still calculate everything? He could not afford to hold back even a bit.

The cluster of silver needles was a supreme hidden weapon technique, yet it had a very俗气 (vulgar) name—Rain of Silver Needles. Each needle contained powerful true qi, and it was not as easy for Shen Lian to deflect them as it seemed.

If it weren't for the starting move of the 'Yin-Yang Sword Qi,' which encompassed some principle of the universe, Shen Lian would have found it difficult to avoid being injured by the hidden weapon.

The 'Yin-Yang Sword Qi' was powerful because its initial thrust was so mysterious that it surpassed human martial arts and even some divine techniques.

Of course, Shen Lian also had to use his full strength, pouring all his true qi into the 'Yin-Yang Sword Qi.'

This was the first time he used the 'Yin-Yang Sword Qi' in actual combat, and he could not guarantee that the sword qi would leave Ye Liuyun alive.

Ye Liuyun's flying sword moved to intercept the sword qi, aiming to cut it in half.

He had sensed that after this move, Shen Lian's spirit and energy had declined, and he also smelled the danger. Therefore, he decisively used the flying sword to block the mysterious sword qi and then calmly defeat Shen Lian.

However, things did not go as planned. As the flying sword approached, the sword qi disappeared into thin air. When it reappeared, it was right in front of him.

More terrifyingly, the sword qi had an absolute killing intent, making it almost impossible for him to move.

The ice jade he wore emitted a cool aura, penetrating his spirit, allowing him to react quickly and raise his hand.

In the end, he had no choice but to face the powerful sword qi, which could cut through steel, with his flesh and blood.

Thank you to Jian Ming Jiu Xiao for the support, and to Da Da Da Mantou and Wo Wei Shu Kuang Shen 001 for the support. It's Monday, so I'm asking for recommendations. Thank you all.

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