Chapter 66 No Matter How Many Swords You Have, I Can Defeat You with Just One Sword!

Jianghai Martial Arts Academy, under the martial arts stage.

The audience seats were filled with colorful flags, and the temporary buildings were like high walls. The seats were full and full of eager spectators.

They shouted in unison, the voices of discussion surged like thunder, and the waves of cheers followed one after another!

Clang!

On the martial arts stage, two black and white figures intertwined, the cold sword light flashed like thunder, and the powerful airflow burst out, rolling up the air waves, accompanied by the harsh sound of metal friction!

Li Zixuan and Hu Yanjian held swords against each other, fighting each other's sword intent.

The swords collided.

It was like the music of chimes.

In an instant, they moved their feet several times, and after more than a dozen rounds, the two fought evenly.

The next moment.

The figures of the two staggered at the same time, confronting each other on the martial arts stage.

Hu Yanjian looked at Li Zixuan's calm and calm appearance with fanatical eyes.

"Okay, okay! I have to say, you really surprised me!" Hu Yanjian laughed, stretching his knotted muscles, and the blue veins on his neck twisted like angry snakes. "I didn't expect to have such a harvest this time in Jianghai!" The stronger Li Zixuan was at this moment, the more excited he felt. After all. The pleasure of conquering the strong is addictive! "Madman." Li Zixuan looked at Hu Yanjian's ferocious expression, frowned, and remembered something that Li Lao had told her before. Hu Yanjian was born with a love of swordsmanship. He was crazy and could not live. He showed extraordinary swordsmanship since he was a child. He fought with a stick in the wilderness and killed wolves. He also wiped out the exiled bandit dens on the grassland alone. Later, when he met his master, the Grassland Sword Saint, he simply gave up his real name, cut off his past, and took the word "sword" to prove his swordsmanship. "You have to be extremely careful to deal with a madman."

Thinking of this, Li Zixuan slowly took a step back, holding her sword in front of her, and carefully observing Hu Yanjian's movements.

Although she was confident that she could win.

But it didn't mean that she was so arrogant that she didn't take Hu Yanjian seriously.

Hu Yanjian traveled on the prairie all year round, wild and fierce, and was best at killing swordsmanship.

The fight just now was even more thrilling.

In just a few breaths, Hu Yanjian drew his sword 53 times, and his killing moves were frequent, all of which were aimed at Li Zixuan's vital parts.

If she hadn't been more skilled, she would have been stabbed to death by him!

With this thought in mind.

Li Zixuan moved a few steps to the left, confronting Hu Yanjian, drawing a smooth arc.

Sometimes victory or defeat is only a matter of seconds, and the timing must be grasped firmly.

The situation was in a stalemate at this moment...

The audience held their breath and focused, with countless eyes fixed on the martial arts stage.

Boom!

Hu Yanjian tapped the ground with his toes, instantly shattering a deep pit, and rushed forward again with his sword, like a tiger pouncing on a lamb.

Li Zixuan was also not afraid, and seized the opportunity to meet him again.

Clang clang clang!

Several consecutive sword-fighting sounds rang out!

The dense sound waves surged, and the two people's long swords collided several times, forming a noisy buzzing sound, which directly hurt the eardrums of many spectators!

But even so, the two still fought hard and fell into an unsolvable stalemate!

Li Zixuan looked calm, constantly using his sword to defend against the enemy, while Hu Yanjian's expression became more and more ferocious, until it was twisted into an excitement that was difficult to suppress.

"Yes! That's it! The more you struggle, the happier I am!"

Hu Yanjian laughed wildly, his eyes red, like a madman.

Boom!

The next moment, the sword energy around him surged instantly, splitting into two and then three, and in an instant, hundreds of thousands of sword energies were generated, densely packed and extremely terrifying!

"Not good!"

Li Zixuan saw that things were not going well, and a strong sense of crisis suddenly hit her.

This must be some kind of trump card that led to his current abnormal state.

Thinking of this, Li Zixuan's body stagnated, and she immediately withdrew from the fierce battle, moving several meters away from Hu Yanjian.

But after she avoided it, the sword energy on Hu Yanjian's body still did not dissipate, and it was still madly surging.

The sword energy split, as if it was endless, and directly formed a column of flow that penetrated the heaven and earth, breaking the clouds in the sky!

Countless different sword energies returned to it, changing in a thousand ways, and returned to the same.

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect?!"

When Mr. Li in the audience saw this scene, he was instantly speechless.

"The Sword Saint actually taught him this?!"

He turned his head to look at Yuwen Xuan beside him, and his mood immediately sank to the bottom.

This was the famous skill of the Grassland Sword Saint back then, Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin!

Those who have cultivated to the Great Master level can condense tens of thousands of sword qi to destroy the world!

Even though Hu Yanjian's strength is still weak now, and he has not cultivated to the level of the Sword Saint back then, he has at least condensed thousands of sword qi.

It is easy to kill a Xiantian realm by crossing the level!

How can Li Zixuan block this attack when she is only in the Acquired Realm?

The crowd looked up at the huge pillar of sword energy that reached the sky. Countless sword intentions swirled in it, and there was no room for penetration.

Even if they were off the stage, they could feel a strong sense of oppression, and they couldn't help trembling all over.

"It's over, it's over, Senior Sister Li is doomed to fail."

"Cheating! How can we fight like this!"

"Too perverted, is this a battle between geniuses?"

Li Zixuan's ears were noisy, and her expressionless face showed a solemn look for the first time, and her thoughts were flying.

The sword intentions on the martial arts stage were rampant.

If I made a wrong move, I would lose the whole game!

What should I do?

What should I do next?

At this moment, all kinds of disturbing thoughts surged, and she was actually a little confused.

However, just when Li Zixuan was confused.

Suddenly!

A familiar voice came into her mind.

"A swordsman should move forward fearlessly. Disciple, you must believe that the sword in your hand can sweep away everything."

The calm and steady voice echoed, revealing the truth of the sword in the world.

It was like a magic needle that instantly suppressed all the messy thoughts.

"Master?!"

Li Zixuan was delighted when she heard the voice, and her body and mind suddenly calmed down, no longer as flustered as before.

It turned out that the master was also at the scene and had been paying attention to her.

In this case...

What else is there to worry about?

He is her beacon, with great strength, and all she needs to do is to move forward!

"I will never let you down, Master!"

The wind was raging, and Li Zixuan walked towards Hu Yanjian with a sword in hand, her hair fluttering in the wind, and a more powerful sword intent burst out.

The sword energy that opened the sky gate swept across.

Li Zixuan looked indifferent, but she just raised the sword calmly, and faced the thousands of sword energies on Hu Yanjian's side with a cold brow.

One sword against a thousand swords.

Even if there are tens of thousands of people, I will go.

"What if you have a thousand swords? I will break them with one sword!"

The next moment.

She swung her sword, like slashing the gate of heaven, breaking through all the sword energy that blocked the way, as if entering an unmanned area, and went straight to Hu Yanjian's head.

In an instant!

Hu Yanjian, who was at the center of the sword energy storm, suddenly changed his face!

Li Zixuan's sword blade was clear and reflected.

It reflected the shocked faces of everyone, as if all the human emotions were suppressed!