Chapter 19 Try the Sword in the Cloud

The east of the empire, on the top of the clouds, thousands of miles without clouds.

A few days ago, I finally understood where I was in the ancient Xinghe River. At any three parts of the mountain, I encountered the prince who was also trapped here. The two met with a smile and hatred, but they finally decided to ask with a sword and use the long sword in their hand to try who is high and who is low.

It's only about victory or defeat, it has nothing to do with honor and disgrace.

On this day, it was sunny and sunny. On the peak of the mountain of clouds, two slender figures fought against each other.

Days of haze, as well as sadness, joy, pain and hatred, were accompanied by this competition and completely disappeared. Since then, they have done their own ways and have no relationship.

Standing on the top of the mountain of clouds, the ancient Xinghe never expected that the most mysterious mountain of the empire was so high that it seemed to go straight to the sky, like countless sharp swords, stabbing the nine heavens, proud of the earth in the world, disdainful.

The prince is still dressed as a scholar, but the vicissitudes sword in his hand added a little Xiao Sa to him out of thin air. He humbly bowed his hand, and then said proudly, "Brother Xinghe, let's start to hold the long sword in our hands. We rely on our magical power to show our heights."

Gu Xinghe nodded gently: "Okay!"

This victory or defeat sword test was not necessary, but when the prince proposed it to him that day, he happily nodded and agreed. There was no reason, perhaps just for the long sword in his hand!

"A sword of water!" The prince suddenly came out with his sword, and at the beginning, it was the strongest move he had ever made.

A sword comes out, and thousands of fantasies follow.

Gu Xinghe suddenly closed his eyes, clenched the long sword in his hand, felt the changes in the air around him, and captured the movement of the prince.

But this has no effect at all. The fantasy seems to be straight through people's hearts. Even if he closes his eyes, he can't avoid the invasion of fantasy.

The loud laugh of Jiang Cheng, the eldest brother in his previous life, and the sad face of the old beggar...

In this world, Dad and Mom's voice and face are taught by Dun Dun...

Also, the bright red clothes move with the wind...

In the dense forest in the south, three people formed a shadow and talked around a fire...

Even in his mind, the jade coffin, the face that suddenly appeared in the void...

His heart was gradually lost, but the sword in his hand became tighter and tighter, and the light on the sword became more and more dazzling.

All the illusions surround him, and he is addicted to the fantasy, like a huge silkworm chrysalis, waiting for the moment when the cocoon comes back.

"Boom!" The prince came with a sword, like thousands of mysterious flowers, which made his eyes lost and could not see everything in the world. He could only sink into his own memories, but he did not expect that the Yishui sword in Gu Xinghe's hand suddenly rose up and the two swords collided with each other.

The sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the rocks flew.

The prince seemed to have never moved. He still stood still, clenched the vicissitudes sword in his hand, and looked at the proud ancient Xinghe on the opposite side with a blank face, but in his eyes, there was a flash of surprise.

I didn't expect that the strength of Gu Xinghe's heart had reached such a level.

However, without a very firm mind, who can struggle out in the pain of Ling Chi?

Gu Xinghe suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were clear, and he could no longer see any emotional color.

A light smile slowly opened from the corners of his mouth, and he only heard him say lightly, "It's really gratifying for his cultivation and excellence!"

The prince fling at the corners of his mouth was a helpless smile: "It's refined, what can it be? Isn't it easy to be cracked by you?"

Gu Xinghe did not say anything, but just raised the long sword in his hand, let it float around him, and closed his eyes again, but on the sword, above his body, a ray of light, as dazzling as the sun and moon, slowly rose.

The prince knew that it was a precursor to the ancient Xinghe's great move.

Sure enough, after a moment, when the dazzling light completely covered the body of the ancient Xinghe and the long sword in his hand, a towering sword light burst, like a rainbow across the two ends of heaven and earth.

"The other side of the sword!" Gu Xinghe held the Yishui long sword in his hand and floated a few feet away, but it was like a long river of time. That sword not only hit the sword spirit, but also the years, and time...

"Boom!" The prince flew with long hair, clenched the vicissitudes sword in his hand, and tried his best to strike forward. The two long swords collided in mid-air, and the sound shocked the sky. Even the clouds gradually converged like the top of the clouds, and dispersed because of this shocking blow.

After the loud noise, the two holding the long sword held each other. At first, there was a paleness on the surface of the ancient Xinghe River, but it turned red in an instant, and a trace of bright red blood slowly flowed down from the corners of his mouth.

The blood followed the corners of his mouth, "Drip!" With a sound, he fell to the ground.

Like a red plum blossom.

The young man was not much better. His face was also extremely pale. His right hand holding the sword, the tiger's mouth was cracked, and the blood fell on the ground drop by drop along the vicissitudes sword in his hand.

"Look at my move, the sword of truth!!!" The prince suddenly carried his strength and said proudly. He clenched the water sword in his hand. The sword was as dazzling as the sun and the moon. He held the sword in his hand, and his face was extremely noble. He seemed to be a god who mastered the supreme truth, holding the power of life and death of mortals in his hand.

The sword of truth is naturally the truth of the sword. All swords lose their glory under this move. This sword is the sword of heaven and earth!

Although Yishui Long Sword is also a magic soldier, it is only a mortal sword after all. How can it resist this proud magic power?

Fortunately, Gu Xinghe's cultivation is almost the same as that of the prince. Although it is difficult for him to resist, he can't break through the long sword in his hand for the time being.

However, this is not a long-term way after all. If it continues like this, as long as the prince has enough strength, sooner or later, the ancient Xinghe will be defeated by the prince's sword!

You can't do this!

How could he be defeated by his sword!

Gu Xinghe clenched the sword in his hand and looked up to the sky and roared, "What is truth? I am the truth. Everything in the heavens respects me!"

"Boom!" An unparalleled momentum emanated from him.

The prince suddenly felt that the sword of the truth contained in the long sword in his hand suddenly disappeared without a trace. He had to immediately withdraw the long sword in his hand and drifted back sharply, allowing the sword in his hand to float freely around him.

The prince looked helplessly at the ancient Xinghe not far away. He couldn't imagine how such a huge change suddenly occurred on the ancient Xinghe's body?

Isn't he really going to be defeated by his sword?

The prince shook his head gloomyly, and suddenly, his eyes burst out with a strong sense of war. Buddha blocked the killing Buddha, and the god blocked the god!

He will never lose. In his heart, there is no idea of winning or losing at this time, only the desire to fight!!!

Battle!!!

This is the only purpose at this time.

Gu Xinghe clenched the Yishui sword in his hand, slowly walked forward two steps, and then said loudly, "Let you and I fight high and low with magical cultivation!"

The prince stretched out his right hand, held the vicissitudes sword in the middle of the sky, took a proud step forward, nodded and said, "Just as I wish!"

Both held long swords, looked up to the sky and laughed, shaking the clouds on the top of the mountain.

"Boom!!!" When the laughter stopped, the two people holding the long sword suddenly fought in one place with their magical power, no matter what magical swordsmanship it was. At this time, they all abandoned it, only relying on their cultivation, one point high and low.

Between heaven and earth, it seems that a strong wind suddenly blows. When it enters the top of the clouds, the wind rises and clouds, and the sand and stones fly. At this time, the two strong men who fought together only have a faint shadow, but they can no longer see clearly!

Who is higher and who is lower? This is a question that no one can know the answer to.

On the nine heavens, the scorching sun is in the sky, entering the top of the clouds, towering into the clouds. The peak is covered with continuous snow for many years. There is no end at a glance. On the top of the mountain, there are many invisible clouds floating.

This scene is like a fairyland.

"Boom!!!" The two people who fought together crazily finally dispersed.

Gu Xinghe's whole body was rag, and there were scars on his body. Countless blood burst out, and his face was full of pale looks, but in his eyes, there was an endless war. The slender sword was suspended around his body at this time.

But the young man is not much better. The elegant gentleman has long disappeared, his clothes are ragged, and the golden hairpin on his head does not know where it has gone. His head is full of green silk floating in the wind, not like a rich man, but like a beggar begging along the street. However, the indifferent look in his eyes is by no means what a beggar can have.

Gu Xinghe said lightly, "I didn't expect that your cultivation is so deeply hidden that I'm afraid it's almost the same as your old man!"

"Puff!" The young man opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood and jokingly said, "You are not bad. With your cultivation at this time, you are at least integrating the five grades. Although there are countless talented people in the empire, I'm afraid there are few as shocking people like you."

Gu Xinghe arched his hand and said, "I'm flattered! I'm flattered!" In his words, there is no modest look at all.

But the prince continued to say, "What should you and I plan now?"

Gu Xinghe looked up at the endless void. After a moment, Fang said softly, "I'm going to enter the plain of the human tribe. There seems to be something I'm looking for."

He suddenly thought that the great existence would trap him here for ten years as a reflection. There is nothing to see here in the mountain of clouds. It's better to take this opportunity to go to the tribal plain to have a look.

Once as a human race, he really wanted to see what the tribal plain looked like.

The prince nodded and said, "It's so good that it can temporarily avoid the wind and rain outside. It's also a good idea to return to the empire after a period of time."

He didn't know that the ancient Xinghe could not get out of the mountain of clouds at all.