This sword is integrated into Lin Ye's sword intent and also represents Lin Ye's sword art.

One fast and the other slow, they attacked one after another, but their weapons met in the middle of the distance between the two.

No one could tell how the two of them took action, and when the weapons in their hands met.

Accompanied by a cold light like lightning and a loud sound of gold and iron, the moment the sword tip and the pen tip intersected, the weight of Lin Ye and Jie Hui seemed to have completely disappeared. Their bodies flowed, shuttled back and forth like ghosts, as if they had become like the wind and could flow freely in the air.

At this moment, the eyes of the two of them were only firmness, excitement, only strong fighting spirit, as well as the weapons in each other's hands, and the other's way.

The two of them have entered a state of selflessness. At this moment, they represent their own Tao, martial arts or swordsmanship.

This is no longer just a showdown of moves, it is a showdown of will and artistic conception. Their spirit has surpassed everything and controlled everything.

The sword light was swept freely, and the pen tip was flashing with cold light. Wei Zhenzhen and Fan Caiqi were already retreating aside with horror. In their eyes, they could no longer see anything except the sword light and the vague afterimage figure.

The branches and leaves of the green tree were shattered by the aftermath of the sword energy, and the green grass was shaken by the energy of the two fighting, falling from the air like green raindrops.

But Lin Ye and Jie Hui were no longer able to see it at this moment. In their minds, everything in the world no longer exists, and even they no longer exists. The only way in the world exists is their own way and the way of their opponents.

The fallen leaves are colorful. The endless sword light circulating in Linye's hands suddenly changed, like the waves and tides of rivers and seas, fierce and unpredictable.

The sword was swung out from Lin Ye's hand, and the falling leaves in the sky suddenly stopped. The same thing stopped was the scattered sword light.

With a "ding" sound, the light splashed everywhere, and the sword suddenly disappeared. The sword suddenly stopped. Lin Ye's eyes were looking straight at the sword in his hand. It seemed that there was flames burning in his eyes. It seemed that ice was condensing. Although his sword style stopped, both Lin Ye and Jie Hui could feel the rising sword intent.

"One sword swept the clouds, one sword swept the rain. Is this the rain sword?" A trace of enlightenment flashed in my heart, and the afterimage of the waves and clouds in my mind suddenly appeared. The sword in Lin Ye's hand suddenly began a new change with the sudden appearance of the waves and clouds.

If the sword in Lin Ye’s book before was a snake, with extraordinary changes, but it was always less, then the sword in Lin Ye’s hand had transformed into a dragon that could fly around the nine heavens.

The fallen leaves flying all over the sky suddenly dispersed.

A strong wind blew, and the clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed.

The sword and the pen are still colliding, making continuous sounds of metal and iron.

But Jie Hui was shocked to find that he could no longer see the sword in Lin Ye's hand, or that he could not see through it.

The sword in Lin Ye's hand seemed to suddenly become. Although it could still be seen, it could not be seen through.

This gave Jie Hui the feeling that he was as if he was in a sea of ​​clouds in the mountains, and Lin Ye’s sword was the white clouds.

Jie Hui never thought that someone could cultivate his sword to such a state.

Suddenly, an incredible feeling appeared in Jie Hui's heart. Lin Ye's sword in front of him seemed to be like the sword in the hand of his elder brother Lingnan's mythical Tiandao Song Que.

"Your divine part." Accompanied by a cold words, the sword light flashed, and Lin Ye's sword suddenly retreated. He stood there and looked at Jie Hui.

After hearing Lin Ye's words, Jie Hui was shocked. Then he saw the sword light flashing, and Lin Ye was standing slowly not far away. Jie Hui couldn't help but take a deep breath, his face was gloomy and gloomy. Then he lowered his head and put the judge's pen in his hand into his sleeve and sighed: "Good martial arts, I'm defeated."

"At least you shouldn't have defeated so quickly." Lin Ye said, looking at Jie Hui.

"It's only a matter of time before and after. I can't see through your sword just now. It's really the most exquisite sword I've seen in my life." Jie Hui looked at Lin Ye and sighed.

After hearing Jie Hui's words, Lin Ye didn't say anything, but a trace of sperm flashed in his eyes and his lips were pursed tightly.

However, there was no joy or slight pride in my heart that was admired by Jie Hui.

It’s just because that sword was not my own sword intent, but I realized it from the Langfanyun Sword Path.

A sword turns the clouds, a sword turns the rain, a sword turns the rain, a sword that combines the nature of heaven and earth.

At this time, Fan Caiqi and Wei Zhenzhen rushed over in the distance. Fan Caiqi looked at Lin Ye with surprise. Obviously, she did not expect that even Jie Hui, who was the number one master of Bashu, would be defeated by Lin Ye.

"Sir, are you okay?" Wei Zhenzhen looked at Lin Ye and said with concern.

Hearing Wei Zhenzhen's words, Lin Ye shook his head gently.

"Young Master Lin might as well live in my Du Zun Castle for a few days. I think I will definitely gain something when I fight for Young Master Lin just now. Not to mention the rest, at least this is a place to practice..." Jie Hui said with a smile at Lin Ye.

However, after halfway through, I looked at the venue where the two of them had just fought fiercely, but I was embarrassed and couldn't speak.

Originally, this was a quiet and quiet place with a beautiful and quiet environment, but the fallen leaves and grass were scattered all over the ground, giving people a chaotic scene.

After hearing Jie Hui's words, Lin Ye thought for a moment and nodded. However, he had some insights into the battle with Jie Hui, and he really needed a more pure place to practice.

However, just as Lin Ye was about to agree, Fan Caiqi, who was standing beside him, suddenly said, "The place for a pure cultivation is OK for Fan's mansion. Whatever you do, you must stay in the Duzun Castle."

"Niece Fan said it well, but in about half a month, everyone in Shi will come to the castle to play a song." Jie Hui said to Lin Ye and Fan Caiqi with a look of excitement on his face.

"Master Shi? Are you talking about Shi Qingxuan?" Fan Caiqi was shocked and asked hurriedly when she heard Jie Hui's words.

"Can you find a second stone in Bashu, this world?" Jie Hui couldn't help but smile when he heard Fan Caiqi's words.

"But everyone in seclusion has not been living in the mountains and forests all the time, why did he agree to come to Duzun Castle to play a song?" Fan Caiqi said to Xie Hui.

"I don't know this, but I have always invited everyone in Duzun Castle to play a song. I think it should be moved by our sincerity." Jie Hui said when he heard Fan Caiqi's words.

"This time you are so lucky that you can actually have the chance to hear Xiao Yi from Shi." Fan Caiqi turned around and said to Lin Ye.

"Oh?" Lin Ye nodded disregardlessly when he heard Fan Caiqi's words, but he had no idea about it.

"Young hero, don't underestimate Master Shi. If the young hero hears the sound of Master Shi's flute, he will definitely have some insights." Jie Hui smiled and said, looking at Lin Ye's disrespectful expression.

Although Lin Ye has contacted Fang Fang, the just-contest also made Jie Hui understand what kind of person Lin Ye is. (To be continued)

ps: Without sleeping pills, I can’t fall asleep at night, and I feel like I’m about to become an immortal. I’m going to go to the hospital for a full examination tomorrow. If this continues, I’m really worried that one night I’ll die suddenly.
Chapter completed!