Chapter 1355

"I don't want to die. It's not fair." Ye haoxuan shook his head and said, "you've lived for hundreds of years. You've already been a man in the coffin. But I'm only in my twenties. I haven't lived enough. This kind of play is unfair, so I won't fight you, because you're already a loser under my command."

"Oh, no?" The sword Saint smiled. He said faintly, "I'm afraid I can't help you today. Take the sword..."

As soon as his voice fell, his body suddenly turned into a remnant. The shadowless sword in his hand gave out a faint sound. The sword Qi aroused the falling snow on the ground and attacked ye haoxuan like a long dragon.

Yehaoxuan is helpless. He really wants to scold the sword saint for being shameless. At such an old age, he still doesn't mean what he says. He has clearly lost. How can he attack himself with a sword? He knew he would not pretend to be forced. If he picked up the sword and lost, he has already lost.

But there is no regret medicine in the world. If yehaoxuan decides to encounter an old monster of this grade in the future, he will not pretend to be forced.

The sword is as powerful as a rainbow. It almost reaches ye haoxuan in an instant. Ye haoxuan lifts his spirits. His right hand vibrates. The tip of the Quchi sword in his hand vibrates three times. He pulls out a sword flower to meet the shadowless sword of the sword saint.

Ding

The sound of gold and iron mixed, and the transparent Qi scattered around the two people, just like the wave after the explosion.

Hiss, hiss, hiss... The snow on the ground was constantly stirred up and floated upward around the two people. Their true Qi was like a blower blowing the snow on the ground high.

Thousands of years of ice particles and snow fell from the sky, and the snow danced on the snow shadow peak.

Ding...... the two swords separated and struck each other at the second time. At this moment, the rising snow around the two people suddenly stopped. The swords in the two hands intersected like this. Time seemed to stop at that moment.

The sword saint's hair and eyebrows were quickly covered with thick frost. His dark ice Qi reached the extreme at this moment. A touch of extremely cold Qi poured into Quchi sword along the sword tip, and the body of Quchi sword immediately covered with a thin layer of ice.

Yehaoxuan's right hand is cold. The true Qi of the sword saint has broken through the Quchi lake and poured into yehaoxuan's body. Ye haoxuan fought a cold war without freedom. The true Qi of xuanbing almost froze his blood.

Yehaoxuan wants to yell at him. What the hell did he say about Bijian? Why are you so angry now?

In fact, ye haoxuan was not the opponent of the swordsman, whether he was competing with the sword or fighting with his Qi. He took a deep breath, and the Hao Ran Qi in his body quickly began to work. One Yin and one Yang, and the Qi fought against each other, and there was a stalemate on the spot.

The coldness on the sword saint is getting stronger and stronger. Yehaoxuan is struggling to support him. He doesn't know how long his Haoran Qi can last. Unfortunately, he can't move now. Otherwise, he will take out a Tianxin jade dew pill and knock it down. He will certainly survive the sword saint.

But now, it's hard to say, because the other party is a master of heaven realm after all, and he is only a land realm at most, which is not a level at all.

The two did not know how long the standoff had lasted. Yehaoxuan stared at the frozen ice grain in front of him. The ice grain floated in the middle of the two men and remained motionless.

The coldness on the sword saint's body became stronger and stronger, making the ice grain bigger and bigger. Yehaoxuan's eyes closed slowly. For the first time, he entered a meditative world without sorrow or joy.

A dreamy and beautiful fairyland appeared in front of him. There was no ice, snow or cold. Flowers bloomed all the year round and green water flowed long.

The sun is warm, the river is clear, and the flowers are beautiful

The picture flashed away, but the shadow was very warm. When yehaoxuan suddenly opened his eyes, he found that the ice particles in front of him moved slightly, and then melted at a very fast speed.

A moment later, the ice melted into a crystal clear drop of water, which dripped down on the snow.

The frost on the sword saint is melting at a very fast speed, and the dark ice gas is broken.

The sword master drank for a long time, and the swords in his hands shook slightly. The two men's bodies fell apart. The shadowless swords in his hands immediately turned round, hissing and counting the sounds. More than ten Ice Spikes suddenly formed and galloped towards ye haoxuan.

Ye haoxuan shook his hand and cut it out with a sword. The unique characteristics of Haoran Qi made most of the ice spikes in front of him melt into water. He picked out several ice spikes with a sword and melted them into water. But there are so many ice spikes that ye haoxuan can't cope with them.

Hiss... Two ice spikes broke through ye haoxuan's shoulder. His shoulder was bleeding. He shouted loudly, and his Haoran Qi suddenly burst out. The remaining dozens of Ice Spikes instantly melted into water. He took a long sword in his hand, and the ice water instantly condensed. Then he pointed at the curved pool.

A thick water column at the mouth of the bowl blasted away at the sword saint. The water arrow was like a wind, and it was like a long dragon to the sword saint's chest. Vaguely, the water column even had a trace of heaven and earth power. In the eyes of the sword saint, the water column turned into a transparent dragon and roared at him.

Poof poof

A few dull sounds sounded. The water arrows passed through the chest of the sword saint, and their hearts stirred out from behind him. A hole appeared behind his white robe.

Ye haoxuan pointed to the heaven in his hand and stared at the sword Saint coldly. Blood flowed on his shoulder. Because the temperature in this place was too low, his blood almost fell on the ground and condensed into ice.

The sword saint's face was unbelievable. He then staggered back a few steps, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

"Is this... Sword meaning?" The sword Saint looked at yehaoxuan inconceivably.

"It's the sword." Yehaoxuan said.

"It's impossible. The realm of sword meaning can't be so deep." Said the swordsman.

"True Kendo is not restricted to the realm of moves." Yehaoxuan said that "meaning is generated from the heart, which is the king's way."

"The idea comes from the heart, is the king?" The sword Saint murmured these words. He seemed to understand, but he still didn't understand. He shook his head and said, "I still don't understand. What was your move just now?"

"I sent it as I read it. I don't have a name. If you want to ask me..." yehaoxuan thought for a while and said, "it's called weak water 3000."

"Threethousand weak water..." Jiansheng closed his eyes slightly, and his hair suddenly turned gray at this moment, and then from gray to snow-white.

He was really old. He could maintain his appearance of forty or fifty years old by relying on the state of his heart sword. But now his heart sword was broken, and his image immediately became a white haired old man. He thought hard that ye haoxuan was far behind him in terms of the state of Kendo and internal power cultivation, but he was defeated. He could not understand why he was defeated, and why he was defeated so thoroughly?

"Yes, it's threethousand weak water." Yehaoxuan nodded. He suddenly liked the name. The artistic conception was very deep.

"I lost..." the swordsman uttered these three words. Losing is different from losing. He lost first in the heart of Tao, and then in the realm. He lost miserably and thoroughly.

"You did lose." Yehaoxuan said.

"Then kill me." Said the swordsman.

"Will you die if you lose?" Yehaoxuan said.

"What's the point of living if you lose?" Said the swordsman.

He pursued the extreme of Kendo all his life, but he never thought he would lose so badly one day.

"If you lose, you have to die. This is the rule that has not changed for thousands of years." Said the swordsman.

A swordsman should have the dignity of a swordsman. He challenged yehaoxuan, but he was defeated by yehaoxuan. Although he was defeated, he didn't regret it, because people can't be invincible forever. It's only because he met a monster.

This is the dignity of a swordsman and the pride of a swordsman. He would rather die than live. Moreover, for a person who has been pursuing the extreme of Kendo all his life, he has been defeated and there is no need to live.

There are not many opportunities in life. If you fall down when you are young, you can still get up. But the swordsman is not young. He has lost, and there is no chance to come back.

"Will you die if you lose? Who made this bullshit rule?" Yehaoxuan smiled. He said in a deep voice, "what is the purpose of your life's pursuit of Kendo? Is it to keep fighting, win your fame, and die if you lose?"

"What is the martial spirit of China? What is the purpose of your sword training? I don't believe your master taught you to fight with his sword when he taught you your sword skills."

"Chinese Kendo is a kind of spirit, a kind of inheritance, and a means to resist the enemy in ancient times. If you are still in the age of cold weapons and face foreign enemies, you can pull out your sword and shout, 'Whoever invades China will be killed even if it is far away.'"

"That's the meaning of kendo. A real swordsman is not a madman who challenges everywhere in an attempt to become the best in the world, but an unknown Xiake who wanders the Jianghu and pays silently with his own ability. The reason why I don't want to accept your challenge is that I'm not the same as you."

"Chinese Kendo is a kind of spirit that frightens the enemy. It is also a sword technique that takes the enemy's head from thousands of miles away. The reason why you lost is that you have already forgotten the root of the warrior and the spirit of the swordsman. Please reflect on yourself."

Yehaoxuan's words made the swordsman silent. Yes, he forgot the essence of kendo. When Shifu taught him Kendo, he told him that the sword is a kind of spirit. It is used to protect and kill the enemy, not to strive for the first place in the world. If he has a utilitarian heart, the sword heart will be inferior. Compared with yehaoxuan, he is really eager for quick success and instant benefit, so he won't be wronged.

"I won't kill you because you are a swordsman. You have been young, passionate, a villain, but also a Xiake. This is something a person must experience from young to old. It's a pity that you still can't let down your utilitarian heart when you are old, so you will lose this battle. I'm willing to give you a chance to be a man again." Yehaoxuan said.

"Hehe, can I come back again?" The swordsman smiled and burst into tears. "I'm not you. I'm not a young man in my early twenties. I'm defeated. My heart has broken. Is a swordsman with a broken heart still a swordsman? I've lived so long. I'm tired and tired. Yehaoxuan, if you are really good for me, give me a good time." Said the swordsman.