Chapter 276: Autumn dew, winter snow, small thunder! (Part 1)

Winter snow?

"The sword of "Dongxue" that Gong Ye Wufeng practiced in the past was indeed able to compete with my autumn dew... But now that the autumn dew has come out, there may not be another "Dongxue" in the world." The star-chasing man's tone was a bit cold and arrogant.

Master Yue slowly pulled out the long sword he was holding. His movements were very slow, and every minute of movement was clear, even with a trace of indescribable tenderness!

His originally cold eyes were faintly filled with a hint of fanaticism! It was a kind of fanaticism with full devotion!

The sword is unsheathed!

Everyone sighed, and there seemed to be a little disdain in their sighs. It was just because this sword was too ordinary.

If the flying sword of Yu Jizi, the head of Kunlun, cannot be said to be a magic weapon, it is at least considered a top-grade flying sword.

Then Master Yue’s sword is far worse than that.

The sword was dim and had no glory at all, as if it was just made of ordinary iron. There were faint scratches at the sword's mouth, as if it was traces that had been rubbed over the years. The hilt of the sword was not carved with heavy immortal patterns like the flying swords of other practitioners. Instead, it was a copper hilt, but it had been polished very smoothly.

The only thing that makes people puzzled is that the sword has a very thin sword edge, as thin as a piece of paper!

Master Yue held the long sword and suddenly a faint repulsive aura emanated from his body. The people who stood a little closer to him seemed to have naturally taken a step back.

Master Yue did not look at the star-chasing man, but just looked at the long sword in his hand and said lightly: "I entered the sect at the age of seven. I was originally a boy under my teacher Ling Xiaozi. I received the kindness of my teacher and taught me sword skills... I am 319 years old this year. In short, I have been practicing sword skills for 312 years... In the past 312 years, I have not practiced immortal arts, magic weapons, and I am not good at controlling the wind. I eat and sleep, and I hold this sword." His tone was calm, as if I was telling an extremely simple thing: "This sword is three feet and three inches long, and it was originally weighing thirteen pounds and four pounds... Unfortunately, it is only twelve pounds and one pounds now." When he said this, a little proud look appeared in his eyes.

Others were a little confused when they heard this, but Xiao Lei's eyes immediately lit up!

Over the past three hundred years, Master Yue has only used such a sword!

Most practitioners in the world practice swordsmanship. They just start by looking for a flying sword to start learning. When the swordsmanship has a certain foundation, they will find a good sword with a higher grade to replace it. When the swordsmanship has a certain attainment, they will also change to a better sword with a higher grade to use.

Most of them are like this.

This Yue Master actually used a sword for the rest of his life?!

As for the weight change...

That means: He worked hard to cultivate the sword, used the sword from the sharp tip, but then he was reluctant to change the sword, and he re-grabbed the blunt sword... I don't know how many times this happened... the sword has been getting lighter and lighter!

So, this sword edge is so thin, right?

Thinking of this, Xiao Lei suddenly felt a sense of admiration for Teacher Yue and Students.

Anyone, if he does something with this fanatical mentality... and has persisted for more than 300 years...

So, think about what kind of state he can reach?

Master Yue had stretched out his palm and gently wiped his sword edge. At this moment, something strange happened!

All those present were masters of cultivation. Everyone clearly felt that Master Yue had no magic power fluctuations on his body, but as his palm slowly wiped the sword edge, the originally dull sword edge suddenly burst out with dazzling sword energy inch by inch!

The sword energy seemed to be hot, and it seemed to be cold, and it surged inch by inch, and the sword suddenly became completely different!

A trace of silver light flashed, as if...

as if……

Winter snow!

At this time, Master Yue slowly raised his head, his face as if he was Wubo of the ancient well. He looked at the star chaser and said lightly: "Master Yue in Shu, I will train myself to practice winter snow and ask for the battle against autumn dew!"

The star-chasing man was finally moved. He stared at the sword in the hands of Master Yue and slowly exhaled: "Please draw the sword!"

After these three words were said, everyone scattered again.

Xiao Lei seemed to hesitate for a moment, glanced at Master Yue, but finally didn't say anything.

Star Chaser and Yue Master stood up. Star Chaser was filled with gorgeous ice-blue light, and the Qiulu sword in his hand was even more dazzling like a blue sun falling to the ground. His long hair was floating, like a god!

In comparison, Master Yue stood about ten steps opposite him, wearing a gray robe, with a calm expression on his face, his head down, his eyes blocked by his hair, but it made people unable to see him.

The only thing that showed a bit of extraordinary brilliance on his body was the long sword in his hand. However, although the light was extraordinary, it was still too dimmed in front of the magnificent Qiulu sword like the scorching sun, like a small firefly...

Everyone held their breath and stared at the two people in the field, but Xiao Lei suddenly sat cross-legged and supported his chin with one hand.

Danxiazi next to him had already lying on the ground, and the blood on Yujizi's face had been wiped off. However, Danxiazi's expression became more and more serious.

"How is it?" Xiaoyaozi sighed.

"Oh..." Danxiazi hesitated for a moment and said, "The life of the leader of Kunlun is unhindered. His golden body is just formed. Originally, ordinary magic tricks are difficult to damage his magic body. However, the sword energy of the star-chasing man is too powerful... If a simple arm is gone, I still have some good spiritual herbs here. At most, please help Master Xiaoyao help him spend some magic power and help him reshape an arm. After practicing for a few years, it will be enough. But now..." He looked a little embarrassed: "You saw it just now. Yu Jizi's mouth, nose, eyes, eyes, ears, holes, and seven orifices are bleeding. This is not something that can be recovered with magic power... At this moment, the injury is gone. The external injuries on his body will take ten days and half a month to recover... But if this eye is injured, I can't do anything... and ears... The leader of Kunlun's eyes have been blinded by the sword energy, and his eardrums are almost completely broken. Even after healing, he can't see or hear..."

Xiaoyaozi was sad.

The dignified Kunlun leader actually turned into a blind man and a deaf man?!

When Star Chaser attended the conference three hundred years ago, his magic power was not as good as Yu Jizi. Why was he so powerful in these three hundred years?

Thinking of the fact that he had just turned his fingers and shot his sword, he almost made his arm useless!

You know, Xiaoyaozi had just used the "God-defying Art" of Xiaoyao Sect!

At that time, he defeated the four veterans of Xuan Pavilion, including Xianyin and Junjian, with the skills of the defiance of the heavens! Now he was almost destroyed by the opponent's sword energy! Xiaoyaozi took a heavy look at the field...

At this time, the two people in the field still did not move!

Xiao Lei suddenly said, "Miaoyan..."

"Hmm?" Miao Yan held Xiao Lei's hand: "What's your matter, husband?"

"Do you see, Master Yue can win?" Xiao Lei suddenly smiled, but he smiled a little strangely.

Miao Yan turned her head and thought for a while, and said, "I don't know..."

The two of them spoke not lightly, and everyone around them heard it, but they all showed disapproving expressions.

It seems that no one thinks that Master Yue is capable of fighting with the star-chasing boy!

The strength shown by the star-chasing guy just now is too powerful!

He almost did not take any tricks and broke Kunlun's unique skill "Thunder Character Art" in the sect. The power of the last sword almost killed the head of Kunlun, one of the five masters in the world, on the spot!

Almost everyone was shocked with the outrageous strength of the star-chasing man!

However, it seems vaguely that some people think that the star-chasing person should have this kind of strength.

After all...he is now the master of Qiu Lu Sword!

Xiao Lei ignored the thoughts of others and said slowly: "Well, Miaoyan... Do you think anyone in the world can win him?"

Miao Yan smiled and said, "I don't know this... But I think if Qing Lingzi was there, she would naturally win him... Also, husband, you are different from the past and I don't think you are afraid of him. Well, there are your other senior brothers..."

Xiao Lei suddenly sighed, looked at Miao Yan, shook his head and said, "You are wrong..." Xiao Lei looked solemn and said, "This star-chasing guy... is probably not simple..." There was a little weird between his eyebrows: "Just just now, he fired a sword, and I seemed to feel a fluctuation of power in his body... Do you think my senior brothers can beat him? Hehe, it may not be..."

Miao Yan frowned and said, "Not necessarily? Although this star-chasing man is powerful...but..."

Xiao Lei shook his head: "If I simply talk about my magic power cultivation, my three senior brothers and one senior sister are all stronger than him. If I have a life-threatening killer, it is not difficult to kill the star-chasing boy... But if I simply talk about this sword, I'm afraid... Hehe, no one except Qing Lingzi can compare with him! After all, it's a sword competition now, and only sword skills can be used, and other abilities cannot be used."

Miao Yan suddenly said, "What if it's your husband?"

"Me?" Xiao Lei smiled and said, "If I meet him somewhere else, if I want to kill him, I will be at least 70% sure... If I use a little more means, I will have at least seven or eight ways to kill this guy... But if I have to compare with Jiandao today... Then I will ask myself, it will be only a 50% or 50%."

"What about Master Yue?"

"Master Yue..." Xiao Lei said slowly, word by word: "Master Yue may win, maybe lose... But I hope he doesn't win... because if he wants to win, then the price and ending will be his own death!"
Chapter completed!