Chapter 413 The Fourth Day of Battle - Song Lin vs. Song XiangyuThree days passed in a flash. During these three days, Tan Tai Xuan Yin was in seclusion to digest the gains from the first battle. Yan Ze, Tan Shuang and Ding Zhen fought in succession, from day to night. They were all covered with wounds and had to retreat to recuperate. the next day. Yan Ze, a calm and composed man, kept his talents hidden and completely defeated a group of Lishan Sword Sect disciples who had achieved the Golden Body state for about thirty years. Day three. Lishan Jianzhai became anxious and sent out a swordsman who had been hidden for a long time. The intelligent Tan Shuang almost suffered a crushing defeat in the first round, but managed to make it to the third round before admitting defeat. Fourth day. The honest Ding Zhen took action and fought for thirteen rounds in a row until late at night, when he could no longer stand up.

Originally, this match was considered the victory of Lishan Sword Sect. Chu Jiangzi was straightforward and directly announced a peace agreement between the two sides. For a while. The atmosphere between the two sides seemed much more harmonious. This is the end. Jianya Xuanfeng achieved a record of two wins, one loss and one draw. Fourth day. Under the spotlight. Song Lin finally decided to take action. During these three days, he had basically digested the insights of [Red Dust Nine Transformations Exquisite Sword Heart] and was confident that with his golden body and myriad skills, he would definitely not find an opponent. Just when he was winning battle after battle and defeating his third opponent, an unexpected person appeared. Lishan Sword Sect - Song Xiangyu. As the thirteenth generation disciple of Lishan Sword Studio, he stood in front of Song Lin for the first time. "The one who is supposed to come finally comes." Chu Jiangzi sighed softly in her heart. "It's you?" A hint of surprise flashed across Song Lin's face as he looked at the woman in front of him who was wearing a pear blossom long skirt and had a dignified and elegant temperament. "it's me." Song Xiangyu nodded slightly.

There were bursts of surprised voices all around. "who is she?" "She is only at the Divine Palace level, yet she is challenging the crazy swordsman Song Lin! This woman is so courageous!" "She is Song Xiangyu!" Suddenly there was an exclamation. The crowd was in an uproar. "Song Xiangyu? Is she the daughter of the ninth branch of the Song family, the darling of heaven who was once engaged to Song Lin?" "It is said that she joined the Lishan Sword Sect and was highly regarded by the sect. Since Song Lin broke off the engagement and the Song family collapsed, she has not appeared in public again. It turns out that she has returned to the Lishan Sword Sect!" "She is..." On the platform of Wanjian Tianchi. Song Lin and Song Xiangyu stood opposite each other, seeming oblivious to the discussions of the people around them. "Why did you come?" Song Lin's face returned to calm, as if the beautiful woman in front of him could no longer cause any ripples in his heart. "Better than you." Song Xiangyu was neither happy nor sad, and there was no trace of resentment in her tone. "We are no longer related." Song Lindao. "Today, I represent the Lishan Sword Sect." Song Xiangyu's expression remained the same, and there seemed to be a stubbornness in her bones. at the same time. The aura of the Divine Mansion Realm on his body has reached its peak. Song Xiangyu, who possessed a delicate sword heart, had perfect control over her own strength. No one present could see through her disguise except Hou Yuanxi, who also possessed a clear sword heart. today. She wants to defeat Song Lin with her cultivation level at the Divine Mansion Realm. prove yourself! "Then let's fight." Song Lin stopped talking nonsense after hearing this. The Red Blood Demon Sword was held horizontally, and the sleeves moved without wind.

Already prepared for battle. Song Xiangyu's qualifications are actually very good, but facing the more outstanding Song Lin, she has absolutely no chance of winning. But for her. Song Lin still gave due respect. hum~~ Song Xiangyu's expression suddenly became solemn. In his hand, there was a pale silver immortal sword obtained from the Lishan Sword Sect, which made a series of buzzing sounds. suddenly. Two sword lights streaked across the sky, crossing each other in an instant. The sword shadows continued one after another, with wonderful trajectories and bursts of metallic collision sounds. For a while. The entire white jade platform was filled with sword energy and was shrouded in countless sword lights. ding~~ The sword light suddenly paused. Two figures leaped into the air and then retreated. Song Lin's face was calm, and he looked nonchalant. Let’s look at Song Xiangyu. At this moment, his expression was solemn, with sweat visible on his white forehead. The joints of his hands, which were tightly gripping the hilt of the sword, were slightly white because he was using too much force. She felt tremendous pressure! The feeling of standing from a bystander's perspective is absolutely different from that of actually facing Song Lin. The nearly perfect swordsmanship and impeccable sword moves fully reflect the combat experience of a man of the world. of course. Song Xiangyu was born in Jianzhai, and she had a lot of experience in fighting in the martial arts world. But compared with Song Lin, she felt a huge gap between them. The confidence I had three days ago vanished into thin air at this moment. "Your Lishan Immortal Sword Technique is not bad." Song Lin said lightly. Suddenly, an invisible sharp light flashed across his body. Instantly. A ray of golden light pierced through the void and turned into a small sword that shot towards Song Xiangyu's throat. The crowd watching suddenly burst into exclamations. This sword. Song Lin had never used it in the previous three rounds of battles.

The golden sword light was as fast as lightning, with an endless edge, as if it could kill immortals and gods, revealing the meaning of piercing through all things. Ninety percent of the people present felt that if this sword fell on them, they would definitely die. Even the body couldn't react at all. Between the lightning and flint. Song Xiangyu only had time to turn her head slightly, and a few drops of bright red blood splashed on her snow-white neck. Pfft~~ A few miles away, there was a thumb-sized hole in the mountain wall. The hole was smooth and bottomless. "Good sword." Song Xiangyu slowly lowered her head, looked at the blood-red plum blossoms splashing on her neck and onto her full chest, and whispered softly. "The invisible sword energy that breaks through the void." Song Lin said leisurely. "Isn't it the Ten Absolute Golden Lights?" Song Xiangyu's eyes flashed. "If it was that sword, you would have been dead." Song Lindao. "..." Although Song Xiangyu knew this was the truth, a hint of anger still appeared on her face. This condescending attitude is really infuriating! call-- The sword light flickered, and the entire Wanjian Lake was suddenly filled with the sound of swords. Everyone looked down at the swords in their hands and couldn't help but show surprise. "Bright Sword Heart!" Song Lin felt that familiar throbbing again. Song Xiangyu possesses the same talent in swordsmanship as Tan Tai Xuanyin and Hou Yuanxi, so his aptitude is naturally not bad. This sword. It is bound to be extraordinary! really. Invisible sword energy gathered from all directions and condensed on the tip of Song Xiangyu's sword. She leaned forward and suddenly moved towards Song Linping. at the same time. The long sword in his hand flashed a brilliant light.

The sword light was like surging wind and clouds, with a myriad of auras, and seemed to contain countless changes. "Ten thousand swords return to the sect?" Song Lin's eyes flashed and he suddenly laughed. This sword. He had already used the sword more than ten times in the past four days, and had thought of countless ways to break it. But compared to ordinary Lishan Sword Sect disciples, Song Xiangyu's sword was more agile than ordinary people. Driven by the clear sword heart, there is really a sense of the world's swordsmanship returning to one sword. If you still use the invisible sword energy that breaks through the void to respond, you will most likely return in vain. but. Three solutions to the problem still popped up automatically in Song Lin's mind. Ten unique golden lights. Five Elements Sword Wheel. Sword Nineteen: Bitter Snail. Sword Twenty: Destiny. suddenly. An idea suddenly occurred to Song Lin. He closed his eyes and shouted, "Sword of the Heart - No Thought!" call-- An illusory sword mist rose from the Red Blood Demon Sword, passing through the boundless sword energy and clouds as if it were nothing, and reached Song Xiangyu's cold brows. Instantly. The wind and clouds dissipated, and the sword lights in the sky turned into nothingness. Song Xiangyu stood there blankly, holding the magic sword. There seemed to be a little warm liquid between the eyebrows, slowly flowing down from the bridge of the nose to the corner of the lips. She stuck out her tongue and licked it gently. is blood! Song Lin's sword of the heart, Wuxiang, could actually cross the boundary between reality and illusion and directly hurt her body. Is this still the sword of the heart? And...when did he learn it? "you lose." Song Lin put away his sword and stood. Tianjian Tianchi, with a gentle breeze. His sleeves fluttered in the wind, making him look like a natural swordsman, peerless and extraordinary.

"I lost?" Song Xiangyu's heart was shocked. His dazed eyes suddenly became empty as Song Lin spoke, as if his entire soul had suffered an incomparable blow. She lost. Lost to the sword technique which he was best at! For the past three days. She practiced hard in seclusion, thinking and deducing about the duel with Song Lin day and night. She felt that she had made a lot of progress, and her sword skills were getting better day by day. result. He actually lost to the sword of heart that he was most proud of! It's ridiculous! This is really ridiculous! The sword that he had painstakingly studied for many years and had condensed countless efforts in past and present lives, was learned by him at a glance, and he even surpassed him and swung out a sword that was between reality and illusion. Is the gap between him and me really so huge? "I lost." Song Xiangyu slowly lowered her head, her pair of red eyes seemed to be filled with crystal. Song Lin's sword of heart in this life, Wuxiang, did not cause any harm to her mind, but it dealt an enormous blow to her soul. Song Xiangyu understood. Even if he used the sword of heart, he still had Ten Absolute Golden Lights, Nineteen Swords, and Twenty Swords. In the realm of Divine Mansion, he has already embarked on an invincible path! "In the fourth round, Song Lin from Jianya Xuanfeng wins!" Chu Jiangzi descended from the sky and glared at Song Lin fiercely. Then he took Song Xiangyu into his arms, held her head, and flew away, disappearing into the sky. tick~ A drop of crystal clear water fell with the wind, hitting the white jade platform and gradually broke into pieces. It seems like Song Xiangyu’s feeling at this moment. Song Lin silently put away his sword, stepped into the air, and returned to the Jianya Xuanfeng team. But don't want to. Hou Yuanxi actually glared at him with a depressed expression, then turned and left. "Uh……" Song Lin scratched his head in confusion. It would be fine if Chu Jiangzi glared at me, but why did Senior Sister do the same? half an hour. Jianya Xuanfeng and his group had already left, and the disciples of Lishan Sword Sect also began to leave. Only the crowd watching around were left, still immersed in the showdown of pinnacle kendo skills that had just taken place. "These two have definitely reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the world. From mortal to immortal, they are above the heavens!"

"But Song Xiangyu's swordsmanship seems to be slightly weaker than Song Lin's." "What kind of extraordinary talent does he possess? He has been in the martial arts world for many years, but no one has ever seen any obvious features." "Heh~ Talent? Brother, didn't you read the [Record of Donglin Immortals]? Song Lin was born in a humble family and had low aptitude. He could hardly embark on the path of cultivation. He even nearly became the son-in-law of the Song family. He had a low status and was bullied by others." "Yes! If that giant whale hadn't helped the Xu family do too much and expelled him from the family, there probably wouldn't be the Crazy Sword Immortal of today, the Donglin Sword of the future..." The man hesitated for a moment, and ultimately did not utter the last word in his mind. Sword Lord. The most outstanding sword at the pinnacle of swordsmanship in tens of thousands of years. Song Lin now does have some qualities of a sword immortal. But compared with an existence like the Sword Master, no one dares to speak nonsense. "What do you think will happen to these two people in the future?" “I think they’re quite a good match!” "Indeed, the two sword masters standing together are like a perfect match, a couple made in heaven. Why did it come to this?" "What a bad fate!" "Hehe~~ I think Song Lin's attitude towards Song Xiangyu is a little different from that of ordinary people. His sword strikes seem ruthless, but in fact he is merciful everywhere. If it were someone else, how could he feed her moves like this?" “Hey, now that you put it that way it’s true! Those who were defeated by Song Lin’s sword never seem to be able to withstand a second blow…” Amid rumors, the crowd gradually dispersed. Then came the sixth and seventh days. Gao Pei and Qiu Yu were defeated one after another, which finally made the disciples of Mount Li Sword Sect feel proud and regain a bit of face. The high-ranking members of Mount Li Sword Sect who were secretly observing also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. They only have a chance of winning these two games. In the end, only Shui Qianrou and Hou Yuanxi are left. There is almost no hope. therefore. In these two battles, the Lishan Sword Sect sent out all its elite troops and finally managed to save some face. The eighth day. Shui Qianrou finally came on stage. Her hands were empty and she still didn't use any sword techniques, which didn't look like a true disciple of Jianya Xuanfeng at all. However, the disciples of Mount Li Sword Sect who took to the field were timid and almost gave up without exerting any strength. The title of "Breaking the reincarnation of a person and becoming an earthly immortal" is so scary! The ninth day. Hou Yuanxi finally made his final appearance. One man and one sword, he killed his way through the Lishan Sword House. In 31 battles in a row, he defeated the enemy with one sword. At last.

Chu Jiangzi, the future leader of Mount Li, personally fought and finally defeated Hou Yuanxi with three moves. Then he was quickly defeated and announced the end of the sword test between the two sects with an unpleasant look. This is reality. Chu Jiangzi and others can be considered geniuses, but in front of a true chosen one, any effort, dedication, or self-importance will ultimately become a powerless struggle. Because the effort they put in is no less than anyone else's. It has even been accumulated over several lifetimes, and their foundation is infinitely profound. This is the end. After nine consecutive days, the war ended. Jianya Xuanfeng achieved a record of five wins, three losses and one draw. Everyone was very happy. After all, this was a round-robin battle, and whoever could hold out until the fifth opponent was considered a winner. In this battle, each of them performed beyond the ordinary, not to mention the amazing performance of Tan Tai Xuan Yin and Yan Ze. then. At Qiu Yu's suggestion, everyone decided to celebrate tonight. Night falls. "Come on! Don't leave until you're drunk tonight!" "Hahahaha, this time we really stole the show! The Lishan Sword Sect dares to compete with our Jianya Xuanfeng Sect. I wonder who will dare to say this from today on?" "Yes, yes, yes." "But in this duel, they were unreserved, and we all gained a lot. In the future, don't be so presumptuous in front of fellow Daoists from the Lishan Sword Sect." "Yes, Brother Yan Ze~~" "Ha ha ha ha" Bursts of laughter floated into the night sky, making the disciples of Mount Li Sword Sect who were around feel very uncomfortable. "Oh, right. Where is Junior-Martial-Nephew Tan Tai?" "I haven't seen her for several days. She should still be recovering from her injuries." Everyone looked at Hou Yuanxi. But she said coldly: "Don't ask too much about women's affairs." "Oh, yes." Everyone laughed awkwardly and lowered their heads to drink. "Tan Tai Xuan Yin...Song Xiang Yu..." Song Lin sat on the windowsill, looking at the moon in the sky, as if thinking about something. the first time.

He finally felt something was wrong. (End of this chapter)