Chapter 173 The Peak of the Sword

Sometimes it is also a blessing to see it. Seeing the peak confrontation between masters with your own eyes is undoubtedly of great help to think about the realm. Now Lin He is enjoying this blessing. To be precise, he provides his own body for others to operate. As one of the participants, he is also a bystander. Lin He was shocked to witness the deadly sword spirit passing by.

Luo Changfeng and Ning Xiaofeng, men with the word Feng in both names, are destined to live an extraordinary life from the moment they were born. Thinking that Luo Changfeng fought against the demon saint with the power of a sword and launched the supreme taboo sword skill. At that moment, everything in heaven and earth seemed to have been trampled under his feet. No one dared to look directly at the powerful momentum except the equally brilliant demon sage. Later, it was rumored that Luo Changfeng was devoured by the taboo sword skills. In addition, he consciously did something wrong. Soon after returning to Shushan, he died. No one expected that he was not dead and stayed on the ninth floor of the demon tower for a thousand years.

Ning Xiaofeng may not be so famous under Luo Changfeng's dazzling aura, but who doesn't know this man called Shadow, a real first-class master in the world of cultivation in that era? The person who dares to challenge Ning Xiaofeng's majesty is defeated without exception. If Ning Xiaofeng was not born in Shushan, if Ning Xiaofeng's character is more calm, perhaps the title of the first master of that era belongs to him, but there is no if in the world, even if Ning Xiaofeng will not change again, because he changes his way of life is not Ning Xiaofeng, he is not qualified to stand here to challenge Luo Changfeng today.

The sword between the two peerless masters did not use the sword. Maybe Ning Xiaofeng needed the two swords to control Lin He's body, so he held the long sword with milky white light from beginning to end, but he did not use this world sword from beginning to end. Both of them have reached the realm of no sword in their hands and have swords in their hearts. Even if their hands are empty, they can condense into a powerful heart sword with a thousand times.

The heart sword is made from the heart. The person who uses the sword exercises the sword and the heart. When it comes to the master of Luo Changfeng, he will do the opposite, first practice the heart, and then practice the sword. The heart sword condensed by the rock-stable heart, and each collision can also burst brilliantly. Two indistinguishable shadows are fighting in the air. The position may have shifted a hundred steps in an instant, but the power has not diminished at all. This is the confrontation between two peerless masters. They will not allow each other to release thousands of sword lights at all. Every second is just right, and even a breath of distraction will come.

The white light flashed, which attracted your attention at this moment, and you didn't know where it was going the next moment. This is the master of the combination of human and swords. The seemingly calm two people's minds have fought thousands of miles away. A demon tower that suppresses countless demons and ghosts may block the connection between the world and the outside world. However, it absolutely can't stop the two people's jumping minds. Perhaps at this moment, the location of the two's decisive battle has shifted from the far north to the top of the East China Sea, or the next moment their minds have returned to the demon tower and fought with all their strength in this not-wide boundary.

The wind is invisible, but it has been cut into thousands of threads. The earth is rich, but it has been cut out of deep and invisible ravines. People's hearts are the most unpredictable, but it is still unpredictable in front of the sword. For thousands of years, the monks in the world of cultivation have been fighting with demons, demons, heaven, people and themselves. Turning back in time, it is difficult to see three or two people can be single, or one day when human beings do not fight with themselves, those demons, natural disasters and earth disasters will also stop by themselves.

On the one hand, there is a stubborn stone-like impenetrable simple sword skills, and on the other hand, there are gorgeous sword skills that are amazing. The two have their own strengths and hit each other with their own strengths. The huge gap between simplicity and gorgeous swords is infinitely close in the hands of the two, as similar as a mother compatriots. The leap between the sword and the fall of the sword, and the charm of the sword flashes and the sword tells the same picture under their respective appearances.

The wind does not stop, the sword does not stop, and every hard impact is like the fighting power between two buffaloes. Any skill has no meaning. The two are alive as if they are alone, and the thoughts in their hearts appear in each other's minds at the same time. Those sword skills that are enough to destroy the world and kill the enemy thousands of miles away appear at this moment. Incomparable pale, at least 90% of the power has dissipated in the wind.

The ancient charm of thousands of years, the amorous feelings between the mountains and rivers, a pair of rough hands constantly chisel the corner of the huge stone in front of them, the lonely mountain wall where birds fly, and the rare desolate place, only these hands are constantly chiseling, as if they are tirelessly repeating the same action. If you take your eyes back, you can see the whole picture of this scene, a small and almost invisible black spot, and the unfinished mountain Buddha.

Luo Changfeng is the owner of the rough hands. He interprets the picture that belongs to him with a natural heart sword. Maybe this scene is the previous life, the story of the previous life, or maybe this scene is simply the illusion that he imagines that does not exist. These are no longer important, because this picture volume interprets Luo very well. The long wind interprets his rock-solid characteristics.

Xiaoxiao and evening rain, the west wind, the smoke and dust under the whip, disturbing how many passers-by on the roadside. A pair of white hands, a pair of unruly eyes, and countless dark shadows behind him surrounded him in an instant. Every time the sword comes out, it will be accompanied by a dark shadow. Under the heavy rain, blood and rain are mixed together, and countless shadows fall beside him. When the rain stopped and he went on the road, no matter how many difficulties he obstructed, his hands were still white and flawless, his eyes were always deranged, and he whipped westward, and no one could ever leave him.

He is Ning Xiaofeng, the owner of his retracted eyes and the owner of his white jade-like hands. His deliberately low profile can't hide his shocking talent. He writes lingering stories with his sword like a pen, and paints bloody winds one by one. His amazing talent seems to be from his bones, and he is destined to have the most gorgeous bloom after the night hides its thousand-year light.

The two of them have gone beyond the swordsmanship competition, and it is not the purpose to hurt each other. This is the ultimate goal to persist in silent efforts for the sake of their hearts. The flashing sword light is just a decoration for this beautiful picture scroll. The real competition is in the hearts of the two people, the calm hearts.

Lin He was crazy to see it. From the final surprise to today's dullness, he can't do it at all. Is it just two people are just a sword fight? Lin He has also imagined the battle between two peerless masters, such as Ye Gucheng and Ximen Fuxue, such as Wu Song vs. Ximen Qing, such as James Bond vs. Iron-blooded Rambo, but in front of this competition with a sense of practical picture substitution, Lin He knew that he was wrong. The real masters have not only stopped at strength and skills. In the embodiment, there is also the most important spiritual aspect that is invisible and untouchable.

So Lin He's heart recorded this impressive scene, and at the same time, his heart was also developing the same sword skills. One person whitewashed the two corners and tried to experience the mood of Luo Changfeng and Ning Xiaofeng at this moment. Whether from the swordsmanship or spiritual level, Lin He is far from reaching the height of the two, so the power of the derived sword skills is naturally much lower, but these are not enough to affect Lin He. If he wants to improve his strength, he is not only just watching copying, but also integrating well. Maybe Lin He can't do it for a while, but he is constantly trying. He believes that one day he can grow to such a height as two people, which is the ambition and pride that every man has.

The demon tower has been heavily banned, and neither the big demon nor the big demon can get out of it, but this does not mean that the demon tower has impeccable defense. If the attack reaches a certain level, the demon tower can be broken from the inside or from the outside. It's just that this degree must be quite harsh, and no one has been able to do it for thousands of years. Nowadays, there are two tall people in the fight, and they are about to reach that level unintentionally.

The shaking tower made a loud noise, which made the ethnic groups on every floor of the demon tower feel panicked. Such a dramatic change has never happened in the history of the demon tower. Do you really want to prove that legend? There is a saying in the town demon tower that when a young man carrying the hopes of all sentient beings grows up at the peak of the town demon tower, two meteors are destined to add luster to it. At that moment, the town demon tower will lose its effectiveness, the tower will be broken, the demons will come out, and the world disaster will come.

Luo Changfeng and Ning Xiaofeng did not notice the huge upheaval at all, but even if they noticed it, they would not stop. With Ning Xiaofeng's thousand-year wait for the result, he will never consider other factors and give up. As for Luo Changfeng, after seeing through many things, his obsession with people has faded a lot. Many things cannot be changed by manpower, and naturally he can be less fettered.

"Puff!"

When Ning Xiaofeng's heart sword was inserted into Luo Changfeng's left arm, Luo Changfeng's clothes were instantly stained with blood and turned dark red, but there was still no change on his face. Under this decline, he still maintained his strong spirit from beginning to end. This kind of spirit cannot be possessed by non-peak masters, and the heart of non-rock cannot be felt.

"I lost."

It was not Luo Changfeng who spoke, but Ning Xiaofeng, who spoke with Linhe's body. Luo Changfeng's heart sword stopped in front of Linhe's throat. Even Ning Xiaofeng had to sigh with such accurate control. Luo Changfeng had already won when he came out of the sword, but he did not want to hurt Lin He's body or Ning Xiaofeng's soul, so he did not stab it. When Ning Xiaofeng sensed the strong chill in front of his throat, his mind lost for a moment, so his heart pierced the motionless Luo Changfeng. He thought that at the moment he failed, he would stop, and hurting Luo Changfeng was indeed unintentional.

"Brother, the first master is still you. It seems that I am arrogant. From beginning to end, I am your shadow." Ning Xiaofeng laughed at himself. He thought he would win. Even if he won only one move, he thought he could beat Luo Changfeng, but there was always a big difference between reality and ideas. At least this time he lost and lost for the first time in his life.

"People are shadows, and shadows are also people. Is there any difference between us?"

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First update, is there really a difference between shadows and people? Perhaps one day in the future, the two will really be confused and blurred.