Chapter 225: Climbing to the top of the clouds, unrivaled in the world. The Lord of Jiuquan - Yang Qingyuan!"Hahahaha..." Suddenly a loud laugh spread throughout the clouds. The strange beasts from the mountains and seas transformed by Qi Jue Zhan suddenly disappeared at this moment. A ray of sword light rose from the core. The sword light was cruel and carried the intention of destroying everything. Killing oneself is also killing oneself. If you want to kill others, kill yourself first and abandon yourself! Jian Wuxin's expression suddenly changed. This knife was lurking in the Seven Deadly Slashes and did not explode until this moment, and it was already at the core of the "Bi Yao" sword. Dang~~ Layers of ice shattered and spread throughout the venue in an instant. The entire platform turned into a world of broken ice. Song Lin was in the middle of it, as if he had turned into a blade of sword light, and appeared in front of Jian Wuxin in the blink of an eye. The second knife - has been raised.

The ordinary sword moves seemed to be demonstrating the simplicity of the sword. One gives birth to two, two gives birth to three... in an instant, it goes from the simplest to the most complex. Countless blood-red sword lights slashed forward. retreat! Jian Wuxin's expression changed completely, and he flew back without any hesitation. At the same time, Tan Tai Xuan Yin in the audience also opened his mouth in surprise. Holy Spirit Sword Technique...one sword turns into thousands of swords. In a flash, from Sword One to Sword Twenty-One, his comprehension of this sword technique had already surpassed his own by several levels, reaching the pinnacle and reaching some incredible realm. But is that all? If that were the case, Jian Wuxin would not have taken the initiative to avoid it. Deng Deng Deng~~ He walked with heavy steps, crushing the wind and clouds beneath his feet step by step until he retreated to the edge of the platform. He said solemnly: "What is this sword called?" This sword? The people in the audience were all confused when they heard this. What Yang Qingyuan used was clearly a knife! Only Tan Tai Xuan Yin understood half of it. "Crazy Sword, you can also call it-Heart Silkworm." Song Lin smiled faintly. "Sure enough." Jian Wuxin understood. In this 'sword', he saw a knife. Invisible knife. I can block the apparent sword, but even gods cannot predict the invisible knife hidden under the sword. Only those who have experienced this knife in person can understand its horror. Like Xu Haiquan in the past, like Jian Wuxin at this moment...

So he backed off. For the first time in my life, I took the initiative to retreat at Jiuquan Waterfall. Everyone was shocked. Jian Wuxin retreated. Does this mean that... "You are unexpected." He raised the sword in his hand, and his expression suddenly became more serious than ever. A hint of frost emerged from the tip of the sword. "You're not bad either." Song Lin nodded calmly. He thought that his combination of sword and saber would be able to hurt Jian Wuxin, or at least make him flustered for a while. But don't want to. The opponent was so sharp and retreated so decisively. If it had been any of the previous opponents, they would have surely died. Even if it is a Divine Mansion...it would cost a lot to use this move. As expected, it’s Jian Wuxin. He is indeed a swordsman who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Xu Shenglan. "Ask the sword." Jian Wuxin raised his sword to his eyes, level with his eyes, and actually covered his own eyes. then. A little bit of cold light blooms, like plum blossoms in full bloom. The little bits of coldness are scattered all over the place, turning into a winding sword path, waiting for your return. The sword path extended in front of Song Lin. There was not a trace of murderous intent, but it seemed to contain the most dangerous dead end in the world, quietly waiting for Song Lin. Without any hesitation, Song Lin stepped in. Facing his heart-piercing knife, Jian Wuxin chose to retreat. Facing Jian Wuxin's sword, he chose to advance. Past and Present. Song Lin had long been accustomed to all this and never knew...what retreat was. Perhaps reason told him that he should retreat.

But when the time comes, a person's choice will always be based on his heart. He loves adventure! Love this feeling! Tan Tai Xuan Yin's eyes flashed with surprise. Wasn't he always cautious? Why... Could it be that she had never really understood him! Boom~~ A violent heartbeat. Song Lin transformed into a violent sword light, sweeping across the sword path. The plum blossoms turned into sword lights and countless frost swords that attacked him, but they were all chopped into pieces by him. overbearing. Definitely. This is Song Lin’s swordsmanship. From the very beginning, he established his creed of moving forward firmly and having no regrets in life. Nearly. The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer. Deep in the sword path, a cold plum blossom gradually blooms. There was a strange light flashing in Jian Wuxin's eyes, and his whole emotion seemed to be completely aroused. He is looking forward to it too. Like the winter plum blossom that seems to be blooming for the first time in the world. This move, "Asking the Sword", has never been performed in front of the world, because the opponents in the past... were not qualified. And now. He finally waited for someone, a swordsman who dared to enter his sword path. This sword is about his life path and what he expects in his life. The cold plum blossoms have nowhere to bloom, so I ask you when you will come. Today. Finally, there is someone who can accompany him to watch the blooming sword plum together! "bring it on!" In a soft whisper. The sword light started up and the knife light raged. The two young men standing at the end of the Divine Mansion realm finally met in battle. A winter plum blossom blooms silently. Countless sharp edges turned into a gale of ice and snow that wreaked havoc on the world. for a long time.

For a long time, it couldn't calm down. The countless people watching the battle at the Jiuquan Waterfall, men, women, young and old, and all the powerful spirits, were all plunged into an unspeakable silence. This sword. This knife. Do not! At that moment, it was clear that there was a collision of countless swords and countless knives, and the two men had clearly used their unique skills over and over again. No one can describe the charm of this sword and knife. Just like at this moment, no one could describe the shock in their hearts. Are they...really human? A doubt arose in everyone's mind. at last. The cold stars in the sky gradually dissipated. A breeze blew by, revealing the figures of Song Lin and Jian Wuxin. The two of them stood back to back. The figures have switched places. Who's winning? Many people stood up involuntarily and looked at the two figures above the clouds. "Whoosh..." They were panting, and the heavy breathing was very obvious. It was obvious that they had used all their strength in the sword and knife strikes just now, without any reservation. "I lost." Jian Wuxin said calmly. “But I didn’t win.” Song Lin shook his head slightly. "Since you have passed my sword path, it means you have already won." Jian Wuxin turned to face Song Lin and smiled freely. Although he had clearly lost, his face was filled with unprecedented joy. The whole place was silent. They don't understand the meaning of this sentence. Only Song Lin understood what he was talking about. The plum blossoms endure the bitter cold, and admire their beauty alone.

If a second person sees it, it means failure. Jian Wuxin's sword skills have not yet been perfected. So he admitted that he lost. He didn't lose, his cultivation didn't lose, and he didn't lose the battle. But he had already lost this sword duel. When he faced Yang Qingyuan's knife, he chose to retreat. When Yang Qingyuan faced his sword, he chose to advance. He has already lost. and so. If you lose, you lose. Jian Wuxin had nothing to let go of. Instead, he felt unprecedentedly happy to have met such an opponent. Because of this battle, he found that there was still room for improvement in his sword skills. "..." Song Lin was silent for a moment, then he bowed and said, "See you again if we are lucky." "We'll meet at the top someday." Jian Wuxin is free and easy, as if he doesn't care about winning or losing. After saying that, he turned around and turned into a sword light, disappearing directly into the clouds. Quiet. Jiuquan Waterfall suddenly fell into an unprecedented silence. No one reacted until Jian Wuxin left. Yang Qingyuan...won? How did he win? It wasn't as life-and-death battle as imagined. It was just like two seekers who sympathized with each other and parted ways after a discussion. So...is this battle really over? Yang Qingyuan won... He became the new generation Lord of Jiuquan and created a miracle! "Yang Qingyuan!" A sudden roar sounded. Hao Qinlong stood up from the viewing platform and shouted, "The Lord of Jiuquan—Yang Qingyuan!" He is so happy! Facing Jian Wuxin, Yang Qingyuan still hadn't used the Ice Halberd that had shocked the world and made the gods weep. What does this mean? This means Jian Wuxin...is not as threatening as Old Hao! Thinking of this, Hao Qinlong was so happy that he almost went crazy.

"He won, he won! He really won!" "Give me some time, I still can't accept it!" "Jian Wuxin took the initiative to admit defeat... He really won!" "The Lord of Jiuquan——Yang Qingyuan!" "The Lord of Jiuquan——Yang Qingyuan!" "The Lord of Jiuquan——Yang Qingyuan!" The chaotic exclamations gradually merged into a coordinated shout. The fanatical roar reached the sky. The Lord of Jiuquan——Yang Qingyuan! Following Xu Shenglan and Jian Wuxin, the third Lord of Jiuquan was finally born! “That’s how I won.” Song Lin stood with a knife in his hand, looking at the cheering voices coming from under the clouds. I couldn't help but smile happily. Although he felt a little disappointed, he did win. He did not use any tricks, but won fairly and honestly. The title of the Lord of Jiuquan is well deserved. Boom~~ A melodious bell sounded, marking the end of the Jiuquan Sword Contest. Yang Qingyuan, the successor of Yu Dao, created a miracle and left his own legend on Jiuquan Waterfall. Next. The Jiuquan Sword Discussion may be renamed the Jiuquan Knife Discussion or the Jiuquan Martial Arts Discussion. "Invincible!" "Invincible!" "Invincible!" "Both swords and sabers are unmatched in the world!" The ringing of the bell completely ignited the atmosphere of the entire venue. When Song Lin descended from the top of the clouds, countless people rushed to the viewing stand where they were, with fiery eyes, as if they were admiring the gods above the clouds. He has become a real celebrity in the world! The master of swordsmanship, the supreme young man! "Let's go." Song Lin smiled casually, and his voice woke up Ye Liuyun and others who were stunned.

Everyone walked downstairs. The crowd automatically made way for the group to leave. This is a kind of respect. A respect that comes from the heart. How dare they pounce on Jian Wuxin, the most outstanding swordsman in the contemporary martial arts world who had just defeated him? Everyone smiled knowingly and moved forward. Just then. A young girl appeared in front of him. Her white clothes were whiter than snow and her temperament was as elegant as orchid. She looked like a fairy walking from the clouds. "Can I go with you? I have something to tell you." Tan Tai Xuan Yin took the initiative to ask. "How dare I refuse Jianzhai's invitation?" Song Lin smiled faintly. Upon hearing this, a smile appeared on Tan Tai Xuan Yin's cold face. It was like a hundred flowers blooming at once, stunning many people. She smiled. This was the first time that the Sword Saint Lady showed such a bright smile in front of the world. Just because his name is Yang Qingyuan. With glory upon you and beauty by your side. It seems that what many people in this world pursue throughout their lives is within his reach. however. At this moment. Some people in the dark have gone mad with jealousy. Especially after hearing the voices saying, "The true teachings of Jianzhai are by my side, which is equivalent to the support of Jianzhai. Yang Qingyuan is likely to soar to the sky, and it will not be difficult for him to become a leader in the martial arts world in the future." 'Hahaha, those who have offended him before are probably regretting it now.' "Brother Nangong of Wushuang Sect deserved his death." "The Baihua Palace was wise enough to see this hidden dragon early on and took the initiative to apologize." "Wushuang Sect has become the only loser in this year's ranking! That old bastard Nangong Jie..." Suddenly. A powerful aura rose into the sky.

"Yang Qingyuan, you will die today!" An old and hoarse voice resounded through the sky. next moment. Nangong Jie appeared in front of him, and he rushed towards Song Lin with a sword. The pressure from the Divine Realm frightened everyone. "Divine Palace!" "Oh no, Nangong Jie has gone crazy!" "The power of the Divine Palace cannot be touched! Young Master Yang, run away quickly—" (End of this chapter)