Gu Chenyuan shouted an invitation, flicked his wrist, and saw that the green bamboo stick in his hand was broken, revealing a blood-red sheathed long sword.

Mu Qiuhuang, whose eyes had been fixed on Gu Chenyuan for a long time, saw the long sword exposed from the green bamboo staff and said to himself: "Is this the legendary world of mortals?"

Gu Chenyuan did not say anything to the sword for a long time like the peerless swordsman described by the teahouse storyteller, nor did he stand there calmly waiting for the opponent to attack... To be precise, just when the green bamboo staff cracked and was revealed

Long sword, at the same moment when Mu Qiuhuang said the name of the sword, Gu Chenyuan's hand was already unsheathed.

The strange thing is that although Gu Chenyuan drew the sword as fast as lightning, the speed of the first sword was not that fast. It was not as Mu Qiuhuang imagined. In the next moment, Gu Chenyuan would come to Wu Lingtong with his sword.

In front of him. On the contrary, Gu Chenyuan's first sword shot was extremely slow.

Mu Qiuhuang saw that Gu Chenyuan was holding the sword in front of him and raised it upwards. It seemed like a slight move, but it was not easy. Gu Chenyuan's sword did not seem to be drawn in the air, but like it was in the deep sea.

A sword comes out.

This challenge seemed to stir up a thousand waves.

The next moment, I saw dust flying in the direction where Gu Chenyuan had just raised his sword, rolling towards Wu Lingtong like waves. In the blink of an eye, Wu Lingtong was wrapped in it. At this moment, I heard Wu Lingtong's old voice inside.

The voice said: "Jianyi, roll the bead curtain!"

At this moment, Gu Chenyuan jumped up and danced in his green shirt in the air, as if he was walking on the waves. Then he heard Wu Lingtong say: "Sword Two, shine on the platform!"

Just as the fairy tale of Wu Ling fell, another sound of "stab" was heard. At this time, the dust cleared and Mu Qiuhuang raised his eyes and saw that Wu Lingtong had grabbed Gu Chenyuan's sword with both hands, and Gu Chenyuan was holding it.

The hilt of the sword was still in mid-air. What was even more incredible was that Wu Lingtong's hands were as white as jade and he did not wear any metal protective gear.

In other words, Wu Lingtong grabbed Gu Chenyuan's Hongchen Sword with only a pair of fleshy palms.

"Grabbing the sword with bare hands? You are inhuman!" Mu Qiuhuang was shocked.

The contact between the sword and the hand did not last long. In an instant, another sentence came out: "Sword Three, Huanxisha!"

The next moment, Gu Chenyuan had his feet on the ground and raised his sword to his eyebrows. Wu Lingtong also stood up with his hands raised and retracted his hands into his sleeves.

Mu Qiuhuang stared at the Hongchen Sword carefully. To Mu Qiuhuang's regret, the sword was as bright as frost and snow and there was no trace of blood on it.

"Witch Lingtong is stronger than Master Dao Jiuhuang!" Mu Qiuhuang secretly compared the two and came to the conclusion.

"What a butterfly flying hand!"

This is the first time that Gu Chenyuan has spoken out about Wu Lingtong since the two have fought each other.

moves, his tone full of appreciation.

"Come again!" Wu Lingtong shouted, his black hair flew away, his sleeves danced wildly, and he flew towards Gu Chenyuan, like a bloody butterfly.

The Hongchen Sword in Gu Chenyuan's hand danced as fast as lightning, creating afterimages. The blade of the sword rubbed against the air at high speed, making a hissing sound.

Mu Qiuhuang knew that the confrontation between these two people was a rare and top-notch showdown in the world. If he could understand one and a half moves, he would benefit a lot. Although Mu Qiuhuang had this idea from the beginning

, and had already tried very hard to keep an eye on them, but at this time, he found that he could not see the slightest clue based on his own level.

At first, you could still vaguely see the trajectory of Gu Chenyuan's sword, but now Gu Chenyuan and Wu Lingtong were so fast that they couldn't even see their figures clearly. From a distance, they looked like two groups of lights, or like two rapidly rotating tops.

, they touched apart once, and then touched together again the next moment. Only faint sounds could be heard coming from the battle.

"Sword Four, Zuihua Yin!"

"Sword Five, Ningmei is in vain!"

"Sword Six, the drunken soul and sorrowful dream night accompany you!"

…

As the sound of "Seven of Swords, beauty is like jade and sword like rainbow!" came out, the two mixed groups of lights quickly separated, and the next moment Gu Chenyuan and Wu Lingtong were standing back to their original places.

"You lost."

Gu Chenyuan's face was a little flushed. It was obvious that Gu Chenyuan's victory in the battle just now was not easy.

"Seven swords? Still only seven swords came out!" Wu Lingtong said angrily: "Why?"

You must know that thirteen years ago, Wu Lingtong fought with Gu Chenyuan. Gu Chenyuan used seven swords and Wu Lingtong was defeated. But in the past thirteen years, Wu Lingtong hid in the Tantric Sect and practiced hard for thirteen years, while Gu Chenyuan spent nearly ten years

He has been spending his true energy to keep his wife alive. It stands to reason that the outcome will be different, but Gu Chenyuan still only used seven swords.

As soon as the fairy tale of the Witch Spirit finished speaking, his face instantly became aged. The skin that was just as red and white as a baby became skinny and wrinkled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After hearing Wu Lingtong's words, Mu Qiuhuang realized that in the seemingly exciting battle just now, Gu Chenyuan only used seven swords.

Gu Chenyuan looked at Wu Lingtong, but did not speak.

"I have one more move." Wu Lingtong looked at Gu Chenyuan and said angrily: "This move can determine the outcome, as well as life and death!"

After saying this, Wu Lingtong shuttled through the four lamas like a ghost. The next moment, the four lamas suddenly fell to the ground. Each of the four lamas looked dead and skinny. Although they had just died, they were like mummies that had been dead for many years.

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At this scene, Gu Chenyuan frowned slightly, obviously disdainful of Wu Lingtong's behavior.

"What an evil technique." Mu Qiuhuang saw that Wu Lingtong, who was still very old just now, now had red lips and white teeth after absorbing the energy, blood and essence of four lamas.

Wu Lingtong's hands were as white as jade, and they quickly condensed into various seals in front of him. Countless seals overlapped and criss-crossed, and finally weaved a dense net in the air. At this moment, Wu Lingtong was like a fisherman, preparing to cast his net to catch fish.

At first, Gu Chenyuan drew his sword first, but now Gu Chenyuan stood motionless, quietly waiting for Wu Lingtong to fully display his last move.

It is said that once your cultivation level reaches the heavenly realm, you can form your own barrier.

All in all, Gu Chenyuan did not interrupt Wu Lingtong's last move. Maybe it was his absolute confidence as a swordsman, or maybe it was his pride that wanted his opponent to leave no regrets.

After Wu Lingtong absorbed the blood and essence of the four lamas, he finally used his most powerful move in history to form his own barrier.

Wu Lingtong built a net to fish, and there was no doubt that Gu Chenyuan became the fish in the net willingly.

Wu Lingtong's net is not an ordinary net, it is a dragnet.

Generally speaking, once fish are caught in the net, most of them will become prey of the fishermen, while a few larger fish will die and the net will break.

But no matter what the situation, the fish cannot survive.

Seeing Gu Chenyuan being brought into the barrier by him, Wu Lingtong murmured: "You are willing to be a fish and meat, and I will be your swordsman."

As soon as the fairy tale of Wu Ling finished, Gu Chenyuan's voice came out: "If I were a piece of fish, who would dare to kill me?"

At the same time as Gu Chenyuan spoke, Gu Chenyuan also broke through the net and came out.

Yes, if caught in the net, small fish will become prey, and big fish will die and the net will break. But what if it is not a small fish or a big fish, but a whale? Then naturally the net will break and the whale will survive.

The next moment, a drop of blood gushed out from Wu Lingtong's eyebrows, and then beads of blood gushed out from all over his body. Finally, Wu Lingtong turned into a bloody man and fell motionless in a pool of blood. Only his eyeballs turned white and stared at him.

Sky.

Gu Chenyuan didn't know when he had sheathed his sword and said to Wu Lingtong: "This is the Kenpachi you have always wanted to see, staining the rivers and mountains with blood and raining ghosts!"

After hearing this, Wu Lingtong slowly closed his eyes.

Wu Lingtong finally fulfilled his wish and decided the outcome, as well as life and death.
Chapter completed!