Chapter 45: Sword Intent

  "Xian Wu?" Everyone looked at Xian Wu together.

  Jianwu was still veiled at this moment, and when Zhao Chuan suddenly mentioned himself, a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes. The Second Tian Shan and others also knew that Jianwu's swordsmanship was strong, but they didn't expect to be revered by Zhao Chuan to such an extent.

  Zhao Chuan is indeed a peak martial artist. All peak martial artists sighed in agreement, which shows that the sword dance and swordsmanship are truly extremely high.

  "Is the sword dance real?" Shangguan Linqing asked immediately.

  "I can't beat him." Jian Wu said directly.

  "Huh?" Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they thought about it too. The sword dance had almost no true energy, and that little bit of true energy was not enough for Ximen to release a single sword aura.

  Ximen's face fell as he looked at Zhao Chuan.

  "What I'm talking about is swordsmanship, it's a feeling for the sword, and not her cultivation." Zhao said immediately.

  "Ximen Yijian, sincerely invites you to a duel." Ximen Yijian suddenly said to Sword Dance.

  Ximen's words made Jianwu a bit flustered, and he quickly moved closer to Yaojiao.

  "The sword dance lacks true energy." The demon horned horse said immediately.

  "Isn't that obvious? You're clearly bullying someone! A top martial artist challenging someone with no true energy?" Shangguan Linqing immediately said to Ximen Yijian.

  "Huh?" Ximen's sword was clearly stunned by Shangguan Linqing's words.

  At this time, Xi Men Daqing also looked towards Yao Jiao and others, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, apparently not clear about what was going on either.

  "The sword dance is narrow and unsuitable for practicing true energy, but she likes to practice swords very much. Although her swordsmanship is strong, it lacks the support of true energy." The second Tian Shan spoke up.

  The Second Master Cangshan explained it once, and both Simen Yijian and Simen Dacheng understood the situation.

  "I don't need true energy either." Ximen Yisong said immediately.

  "Since he doesn't use true energy either, sword dance, you can practice with him. Anyway, it's quite boring for you to practice swords alone." The demon horn said.

  "Hmm" Jian Wu nodded slightly and said.

  Zhao retreated quickly and Sword Dance took his place on stage once again.

  The swordsman held a long sword in his hand and looked at Ximen with one sword.

  The third generation of the Ximen family's first person, a sword fanatic with exceptional swordsmanship, even his elder cousin can't compare to him in terms of sword skills, is now facing off against Jian Wu.

  Two people stood still, Ximen's sword did not attack first, but waited for Jianwu to attack first. This woman who was admired by Zhao Chuan to the extreme, and she didn't have any real internal energy, was her swordsmanship really as good as what Zhao Chuan said?

  With a wave of his long sword in hand, he stabbed one sword towards the west gate.

  The sword dance came with a single sword that wasn't very fast, but it seemed to tear through the air like a sharp object, and a piercing sound echoed through the air, which was the sound of the long sword colliding with the air.

  The sword dance's sword was not fast, but at this moment, Ximen's one sword felt that this sword seemed to have no flaws, all directions around were sealed by this sword. To break through this sword, you can only use true energy to quickly increase your speed and use 'fast' to break through the sword dance's one sword.

  At the same time, Ximen Yijian watched as Jianwu's sword danced, and it seemed that an inexplicable emotion arose in his heart. At this moment of battle, he should have been focused and determined, so why did he feel something else? But this emotion grew stronger and stronger as Jianwu's sword drew closer to him. What was this emotion?

  Sorrow

  It was sorrow. Ximen's sword suddenly felt a surge of inexplicable sadness flood his heart, causing his emotions to change along with it.

  "When" Ximen Yijian finally made a move, using some of his true energy as a second-rate martial artist, he quickly swung out a sword to block the dancing swords, and cautiously guarded himself. At this moment, Ximen Yijian no longer dared to underestimate Jianwu.

  "What's with the sword?" Ximen Dajun suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

  "What?" Upper Official Lin Qing said in surprise.

  "Sword intent, I didn't expect Sword Dance to grasp this kind of sword intent? One sword and I have just come into contact with the sword intent, just feeling the existence of the sword intent, but Sword Dance can actually use it like this." Ximen Dajing frowned.

  "Jian Wu is a rare talent in swordsmanship." Zhao Chuan said immediately.

  "Hmm, in that case, under equal conditions, one sword is lost." Ximen Dajie said.

  Not far away, Ximen's swordsmanship was inferior to that of a second-rate martial artist, and he was also at a disadvantage in front of the sword dance.

  Ximen's true energy surged again, and his sword intersected with the dancing sword for a moment before quickly jumping apart.

  "One sword is not enough." Ximen said briefly. Obviously acknowledging that he was no match for Jianwu under the same conditions.

  The sword dance was also a slight bow, which was considered a courtesy, and then walked to the side of the demon horn.

  At this time, Ximen Dage was frowning and staring at Sword Dance.

  Seeing Ximen's expression, Yaojiao also furrowed his brow.

  "Qing Bo!" Officer Lin Qing suddenly shouted.

  Upon hearing Shangguan Linqing's shout, Ximen Dajie also woke up from his frown.

  "Alright, alright, you're quite skilled with a sword. Since you're a maid of the Demon Horn Clan, I suppose that doesn't make you an outsider either. When we return this time, I'll definitely report to the various clan heads and do my best to help you resolve your meridian problem." Ximen Dajing suddenly said with a smile.

  "Huh? Thanks." The demon king was taken aback at first, then immediately began thanking him.

  Now, the demon king's heart is also filled with strangeness and doubt towards Sima Daqing's attitude. It seems that from the beginning of understanding the imperial system of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the four great clans, there has been a sense of unease in his heart. Always feeling that something is not quite right, but unable to put his finger on what it is. Strange, strange indeed.

  "Are you practicing the Beichuang Sword Spectrum of Dabie Temple?" asked Ximen Dajing.

  "Ah, yes, it's the tragic sword manual of Beijianmen." Jianwu said immediately.

  "Same, same, but being able to master the sorrowful sword technique to such an extent is truly a martial arts prodigy. In the future, I might even be able to bask in your glory." Ximen Dajing suddenly said with a smile.

  "Qing Bo, are you saying that Jian Wu might also go up there?" Suddenly asked the Second Cangshan.

  "It's not possible, it's definite, if I can cure her meridians, definitely." Ximen Dajing said very affirmatively.

  "What's above? Where is above?" The demon horned one asked with a frown.

  Everyone looked at each other when they heard Youjiao's question.

  "Hmm, I've said too much, afraid you'll get too far ahead of yourself. You focus on improving your cultivation for now, and you'll understand later." Ximen Dajing said.

  Upon hearing Ximen's words, Yaojiao felt a pang of frustration in her heart, as if she and Jianwu were the only ones who knew the truth. Was it really too far-fetched? Would she herself be too far-fetched?

  Think about it, the demon's horn is also understandable. Who let yourself be young? It's better to grow up early. Besides, even if you know this thing now, it's useless.

  "Don't get angry, this matter can't be said much. In our family, even the third generation descendants don't know a few things. After all, some people have no hope of touching it in their lifetime. Cultivate yourself well, when you reach the realm of a first-class martial artist, we will tell you." The second elder of Cangshan spoke up.

  "Alright," said the demon king with a shrug of his shoulders.

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