Chapter 63 The Battle of Madness
Duan Ming recognized Ye Qingzhou at a glance and knew that he was the champion of this sword fighting competition: "Boy, you can't imagine a peerless magic weapon like Emperor Sword Long Yuan."
"You misunderstood. What I ask for is the sword in my heart, not the sword in my hand."
Ye Qingzhou didn't squint his eyes, although he could vaguely feel that it was the imperial sword Long Yuan in Duan Ming's hand that had been calling him in the past few days.
But to him, magic weapons are just foreign objects after all. Humans can use tools, but they should not rely too much on tools. Only by continuous improvement can one be truly powerful.
From Ye Qingzhou's persistent eyes, Duan Ming also saw that his "sword-seeking" heart was as solid as a rock, just like his past self.
"It's been a long time since I've seen a young man as crazy as you. You actually want to use me as a sharpening stone."
Duan Ming carried Long Yuan on his back, raised the famous sword Xue Tu in his hand, and evil energy suddenly surged out: "You have time to regret now, otherwise this arrogance will only kill you."
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“It’s exciting because it’s life-threatening.”
Ye Qingzhou held Feishuang tightly, unable to hold back the boiling sword intent in his heart.
In the sword fighting competition, the battle with Zhu Jinfeng really could not satisfy him. Only the opponent in front of him could make him feel unprecedented pressure and squeeze out the potential in his body.
"You asked for this!"
Duan Ming's Blood Tea Sword was unsheathed, and the blood suddenly shot into the sky, and the sword energy was fierce. In the spiritual world, a gloomy hell of corpses rose from the sea of blood to the rolling red dust, bringing unparalleled benefits to the human world. of pain and terror.
Carrying a heavy responsibility and seeking a quick decision, Duan Ming showed no mercy and used his killing move.
As soon as he raised his hand, the light of the Blood Tea Sword flashed instantly, and the Taotao Blood River instantly turned into a mighty torrent of sword energy, sweeping towards Ye Qingzhou.
This move is a high-level martial skill recorded in the "Blood River Manual", Blood River Taotao!
Executed with sword skills, it became Duan Ming's famous stunt. With this Blood River Sword Qi, he defeated countless professional martial arts masters on the other side, which can be said to be very prestigious.
Once the Blood River Sword Qi comes out, it can be said that everyone is shocked and ghosts are worried!
This sword not only struck sharply, but also had a mental impact like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. If it had not been for practicing the Secret of the Heart Sword, Ye Qingzhou would have been suppressed by Gui Jianchou's sword at this moment and would be unable to move.
"Well done!"
Ye Qingzhou drank in a deep voice, and his body suddenly entered the first gear mode.
The heart beats and beats the drum, and the inner breath thunders
The qi sea in Dantian suddenly turned into a roaring high-power engine. The surging power made Ye Qingzhou directly activate the violent mode.
High-level martial arts, Tianluo Sword Net!
Thirty-six sword energies, each one as bright as a star, divine light, extremely pure.
The extreme moves faced each other, with a loud bang, and the aftermath of the energy tore through the earth.
"You are very good if you can take my Blood River Sword Qi move."
Duan Ming expressed his approval, but the blood tea in his hand showed no mercy.
With just one arrow step, he appeared on the left side of Ye Qingzhou as if teleporting, and then he swept across with a powerful sword, fast and hard.
Dang~
Take a stand!
Pan Shou!
Swing willows with the wind!
Ye Qingzhou used all three moves to be able to block Duan Ming's fierce slash. The surging power was transmitted to the ground through his muscles.
Boom boom boom~
The earth could not bear the force and suddenly cracked and shattered.
"Hahaha, you are quite capable. No wonder you can kill Zhan Lie and Zhan Hong!"
Duan Ming struck one sword after another, each move was powerful and heavy, revealing his murderous intent.
Ye Qingzhou could only rely on cicada sense to dodge in the violent waves of sword energy set off by Xue Tu. The power of martial arts true energy was far superior to the inner energy!
Every sword energy shot is like a rocket!
You'll die if you rub it! If you touch it, you will die!
Under Duan Ming's indiscriminate bombardment, Ye Qingzhou was like a candle in the wind, narrowly surviving countless times.
However, walking between life and death, Ye Qingzhou's blood boiled all over his body, and the sword intent in his heart became more and more exciting. Once again, he felt the joy from the heart.
"That's right!"
"That's what it feels like!"
"This is what I long for, a battle that makes people risk their lives!"
The laziness and idleness in his daily life are just the indifference to see through the warmth and coldness of the world. Only martial arts and swordsmanship can make him truly feel that he is still alive.
war! war! war!
Ye Qingzhou squeezed his potential, his mind was racing with thoughts, and then he instinctively performed various strange moves. Intermediate martial arts were combined with each other, and he actually fought back and forth with Gui Jianchou.
Dang~dang~dang~
The power of the first gear made Ye Qingzhou's physical strength almost endless.
Duan Ming became more and more frightened as he fought: "Damn it, first it was Xu Yunxi, then Liu Yiming, and now there is a younger Ye Qingzhou. Did all the young people today grow up with Jin Gaola? Are you going to let me do this? The old timer is alive!”
Duan Ming, who was already over thirty years old, secretly resented how difficult it was for him to learn martial arts back then.
In the end, because he was dissatisfied with the suppression from the martial arts family, he resolutely chose to join the Shinsha Ryu, and only then did he develop this skill, but because of this, he became a pawn of others.
“What an enviable life!”
The more he thought about it, the angrier Duan Ming became.
The blood-colored sword energy seemed to sense the unwillingness and resentment in the master's heart. It surged up and turned into an overwhelming blood-colored wave, trying to engulf Ye Qingzhou in one fell swoop.
This move is exactly the high-level martial skill recorded in the "Blood River Manual", and the blood waves surge into the sky!
Under the monstrous waves of blood, Ye Qingzhou was like a Monkey King who had fallen into Wuzhishan. Even if he had cicada consciousness, he could not hide and escape at this moment, and he was about to be completely suppressed.
But how can he be someone who just sits there and waits for death?
At this moment, Ye Qingzhou's mind is infinitely higher. He has been a man for two generations and is determined to climb to the top of martial arts. How can he fall before his dream comes true?
Climb the dragon!
With the ambition to reach the sky, climb the heavens and climb the dragon!
The waves are one foot high and the dragon is one foot high!
Climbing the dragon's sword, tearing through the monstrous waves of blood, Ye Qingzhou holds Feishuang, rides the wind and waves, stands in the sky, looks up to the sky and laughs: "Hahaha, come again, come again!"
"Boy, you use secret methods to overdraw your inner breath and qi and blood in exchange for a temporary burst. However, it won't last long. When your inner breath and qi and blood are exhausted, you will die."
Although Duan Ming didn't know the principle of Level 1, there was also a high-level martial skill called Blood War in the "Blood River Manual", which could burn cultivation in exchange for powerful explosive power through a method similar to the disintegration of demons.
But after the outbreak, life spans may be shortened and disabled, or people may die suddenly on the spot.
It will never be used lightly unless necessary.
How could anyone be like Ye Qingzhou, who would immediately use his big moves to risk his life?
Seeing that Ye Qingzhou was still fighting to the death, Duan Ming also showed his true fire: "Boy, how many benefits has the Wushu Association given you to make you so desperate? If you continue to fight, you will die!"
"Seek the sword without regret."
Ye Qingzhou was unmoved at all. In the battle with Duan Ming, he gained more insights than in all previous battles combined. How could he back down now?
"Damn, madman!"
Duan Ming has always thought of himself as a lunatic, but now that he met someone who was even more lunatic than him, he immediately went crazy: "If you want to die, I will make it happen for you!"
The martial arts energy exploded with all its strength again. Duan Ming, a ghost sword, ignored his injuries and forced the "Blood River Manual".
High-level martial arts, Blood Wings Volley!
The moment he took off, two pairs of blood wings formed by sword energy grew from behind Duan Ming. The sharp sword feathers were layered on top of each other, and his figure was like an eagle striking the sky, killing Ye Qingzhou.
I saw thousands of sword feathers coming to cover the sky and the sun!
(End of chapter)