C1495 It Is Not a Sword That I Am Using
C1495 It Is Not a Sword That I Am Using
"Brother Autumn Wind, this way!"
Xiao Yangxu suppressed his cultivation to the middle stage of the Li Huo, and imbued genuine essence power into his Flying Yuan Sword. The sword flashed with a faint green light.
The flying sword suddenly left his hand and shot a spiral of ripples toward Yang Chen. The ripples created by the sword created a green shadow of a sword and formed a horizontal tornado. It was as if Yang Chen could be instantly minced into pieces.
When Yang Chen saw this, he retreated and flew into the air to avoid it.
"This must be the Thousand Snow Cloud Swords, what a good move of the Cloud Breaking Art. I never thought that Yang Xu would be familiar with this level of swordsmanship!" Immediately, some of the elders who were familiar with the sword manual exclaimed in admiration.
Sword techniques in the cultivation world would often be evolved into Imperial Sword Technique, displaying even greater power.
Many of the sword techniques were powerful and were top-tier sword techniques, but because of the complicated movements and movements of the genuine essence, it was difficult to learn them, and even more so, difficult to master.
Therefore, cultivators who used the sword would usually choose the right sword technique to practice, rather than pursuing a higher level Imperial Sword Technique.
Of course, Xiao Yangxu was one of the geniuses who used the sword. At such a young age, he was already able to use the Thousand Snow Sword Technique that was passed down in the Xiao family.
Yang Chen managed to evade Xiao Yangxu's Cloud Break move. Xiao Yangxu smiled disdainfully; he was already prepared.
His body soared into the air and his sword followed like a shadow as it pierced upwards!
"Snowroll Style!" Xiao Yangxu shouted.
The flying sword condensed into a snowflake like sword aura that surrounded the surroundings like a blizzard caused by the snow. It moved much faster than Yang Chen and was able to engulf Yang Chen in an instant!
It was obvious that Yang Chen could not dodge this move with his middle stage Li Huo's cultivation. Yang Chen turned upside down and the wood spirit in his hand gathered wood energy to form a net. He flew toward the sky again and again while blocking the sword energy storm.
A series of explosions sounded out. Although Yang Chen looked to be in a sorry state, barely dodging, he was still not defeated.
"If it wasn't for Yang Xu controlling his cultivation to the middle stage of the fire element, the power of this move would have been at least two times stronger. Qiufeng definitely wouldn't have been able to block this move, Yang Xu really deserves to be feared!" Yet another Elder began to discuss amongst themselves.
Hearing their words, Xiao Mohui coldly snorted, his palms perspiring. He wanted Xiao Qiufeng to survive.
But, this was just the second move, and he was already in such a sorry state, how could he withstand the next eight moves?
Xiao Yangxu didn't seem to be satisfied with not being able to deal with Yang Chen with just two moves. His expression turned serious as the Flying Yuan Sword continued to thrust forward in all directions with an irresistible force.
The continuous attacks formed a dense net of sword blades. It was as if there were over a hundred swordsmen attacking Yang Chen at the same time!
Yang Chen cried out in "shock". With the wood spirit sword in his hand, he tried to block the attacks in a panic. However, every sword image was cleverly resolved by Yang Chen …
What a joke! Yang Chen didn't know much about sword arts, but how could his instincts to fight be comparable to these young cultivators who only knew 'fancy fighting'?
Although these swords came quickly, they were still unable to escape Yang Chen's senses. It was only natural for him to use his battle instinct to block the sword.
When Xiao Yangxu made his fifth move, he realized that something was wrong.
Although he had been suppressing his opponent the entire time, he had clearly not been able to gain any substantial advantages. His opponent's sword techniques were completely disorganized, but they had all been blocking his attacks at a critical moment.
Using sword qi or genuine essence s to suppress an opponent of the same cultivation level was very difficult. He could only rely on the ingenuity of his sword techniques to defeat his opponent, but it did not seem to be as easy as he had thought.
Many of the elders below also felt that the situation was extremely strange. Even Xiao Meng Yue and Xiao Mozheng couldn't understand what was going on. They looked at each other, seemingly surprised.
While Xiao Mohui was trembling in fear, he felt a huge sense of hope. On his face, he forced himself to calm down and waited for his son to miraculously survive ten moves!
"Big Brother Qiu Feng sure is fast. I wonder if you'll be able to catch the next move 'Feng Yunfei'!"
Xiao Yangxu saw that he had already used the seventh move and there were still three moves left to use. He immediately used one of the strongest moves in the Thousand Snow Cloud Sword Technique.
"Fly Snow, Consecutive Skies, Clouds, and Seas, watch my sword!"
A sharp glint appeared in Xiao Yangxu's eyes as he took action. The kite slashed open a blade ripple in front of him. The sword qi was like countless clouds, billowing and surging, but they were all condensed together by the powerful sword qi.
It was like a large light green cloud shrouding Yang Chen. It was an unavoidable ace attack.
Seeing this, everyone was shocked. They never thought that Xiao Yangxu would be forced to use such a move.
Xiao Mohui was burning with anxiety. He was worried about Yang Chen. He pretended to rush forward to save Yang Chen.
However, Xiao Mengyue, who was at the side, stopped Xiao Mohui and solemnly said, "It's not even ten moves yet!"
Xiao Mohui was furious in his heart. This old man clearly wished for his son "accidentally" to die in a battle. He was extremely detestable!
However, he was no match for Xiao Meng Yue, who was in the early stages of the weak water. He could only suppress his anger as he watched the battle unfold in the sky.
All of this happened in a flash. Yang Chen saw a sea of sword Qi engulfing him and sighed in his heart. He had no choice but to use his real ability to fight back. He had intended to play the fool.
For the first time, the wood spirit sword in his hand slipped out of his grasp. In front of him, a ring of sword shadows formed. These sword shadows condensed into sword beams, continuously forming rings after rings.
When the chain of sword shadows circled around Yang Chen like a golden steel ring, the sword energy cloud also swallowed them!
A violent vibration resounded as the clouds and mist mysteriously rotated and spread out. It was as if heavenly beauty had scattered and was dazzling to the eye.
"This is …" The audience let out a few exclamations of disbelief.
"Am I seeing things? Is this supposed to be eighteen consecutive attacks?"
"It looks like, but it doesn't seem like …"
"The Eighteen Cloud Slashes is only a low-grade Imperial Sword Technique. Furthermore, there doesn't seem to be such a move within it, right?"
On the other hand, Xiao Mengyue's expression was grave as he said, "This is the Eighteen Cloud Slashes. It's the thirteenth form of the technique, the Eight Melodies Comedy. However, there seems to be some modifications."
"That's right. The autumn wind has caused this move to be even more succinct and ingenious." Xiao Mozheng forced a smile.
Xiao Mohui laughed out loud, feeling extremely pleased with himself. Although he did not know when his son had learnt this sword technique, he still treated it as a private training, and did not suspect much.
Xiao Yangxu, who was still in the air, saw that his killing move had been broken. He was both shocked and furious. There were only two moves left to use. In his rage, he attacked Yang Chen again and again!
However, Yang Chen used the wood spirit sword to find Xiao Yangxu's weak point and it easily resolved it without leaving a trace.
After all, Xiao Yangxu lacked battle experience. Although his swordsmanship was good, the person who performed it did not understand the principle of 'no move wins, no move'.
The path of the sword was the same as the path of martial arts. "The sword is the sword, and the person is the human." He was still in the entry level, and then there was "Sword is not a sword, man is not a human." When man and sword became one, he would be considered an expert in the way of the sword.
The more profound 'sword or sword, human or human' was the so-called 'no sword in my hand, no sword in my heart'. The sword had already become a type of tool that could be ignored, and was no longer a sword technique but a 'Dao'.
Yang Chen had comprehended countless battles on the border of death. He had long since removed the shackles and comprehended his own unique fighting view. Any martial arts or swordsmanship, he would have his own insights, adaptability and endless number of brilliant moves.
This was also the reason why Yang Chen could gather the advantages of having hundreds of families and write cultivation techniques for the women. He could also easily modify the sword art to improve it by several levels and make it for his own use.
If his cultivation was on the same level as his opponent, Yang Chen didn't think he would be afraid of any opponent. Even if he didn't win, he wouldn't lose, unless the opponent had a stronger magical equipment and other chips.
Unknowingly, ten moves had already passed.
When Xiao Yangxu was about to make his move again, like a mad demon, Xiao Meng Yue took the initiative. A powerful Green Wood genuine essence rose from the ground and cut off the connection between Xiao Yangxu and the Flying Yuan!
"Yang Xu, why aren't you stopping?" Xiao Mengyue shouted angrily, extremely dissatisfied with his grandson.
However, there was nothing he could do. With so many people watching, he couldn't go back on his word. He could only blame "Xiao Qiufeng" for being too strange!
He couldn't tell how skilled Yang Chen's swordsmanship was either. He could only think that it might be because of some potential that came out of his explosion during the crisis.
Xiao Yangxu's eyes flashed with hatred, but he suppressed it with great effort and cupped his hands towards Yang Chen, "Sorry for the offense, I admire Big Brother Qiu Feng's brilliant swordsmanship!"