This is How the Heavens and the Worlds Come

"Ximen Chuixue cultivates only the sword intent, and sacrifices everything for the swordsmanship."

"Ye Gucheng cultivates free and easy swordsmanship, and sees everything for the sake of swordsmanship."

"And I... will cultivate only my sword intent!"

Li Xuanyuan set a direction for himself.

As the world says, if there were no Li Xuanyuan in the world, kendo would be like a long night!

His sword will definitely be the strongest in this world, only me, and invincible in the world!

At this moment, his Qingshang sword sensed his qi and trembled wildly.

It seems to be responding to his kendo.

"Do you think so too?"

He chuckled lightly, stroking the blade of the Qingshang Sword, and then began to practice the sword.

As he practiced swordsmanship, the prototype of the master-level sword intent gradually derived.

Solitary Sword Intent is like a seed, taking root and sprouting, and begins to grow vigorously.

It's just that it will take a long time to reach the level of Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng.

Kendo is not something that can be learned by practice.

You must also have enough experience to polish your own avenue.

Therefore, after getting married, Ximen Chuixue abandoned his wife and children, and traveled the world, looking for opponents.

After Ye Gucheng was eighteen years old, he walked the world and challenged all kendo masters.

And he, after the sword intent was stabilized, also chose to walk down the mountain.

Working behind closed doors will never work.

When he got off the mountain, he wanted to continue looking for Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng to prove his swordsmanship, but he met another person "by chance".

A man named Xie Xiaofeng.

A swordsman with broken thumbs.

He no longer had a sword, he was like an ordinary person, but Li Xuanyuan's intuition as a sword cultivator told him that the person in front of him was terrifying and scary.

Without a thumb, he naturally couldn't hold a sword, but because of this, he felt that it was even more unusual.

"Senior?"

Because there have been perverts like Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng, Li Xuanyuan took a half-awe and stepped forward to test it softly.

It's a pity that this man passed him by, as if the person he was calling was not him.

"Where's your sword?"

Turning around, Li Xuanyuan looked at the man's back and couldn't help but blurt out.

Whether it is Ximen Chuixue or Ye Gucheng, the sword never leaves the body.

But the person in front of him has no sword.

For Jian Xiu, this is almost impossible.

Even in the four directions, the sword is still inseparable now.

The man in front of him trembled, and his pace finally stopped, but he didn't look back.

"I don't have a sword."

His hoarse voice sounded, and he uttered these few words softly.

full of sadness.

He used to be known as the closest swordsman between heaven and earth, but he has been reduced to this.

Among the swordsmen, he was the only one who was tired of fighting in the arena and willing to retire.

But because of the challenges of one swordsman after another, they had to pick up their swords, crushing their ambitions.

They all want to step on him to ascend to the throne and claim the throne of the number one swordsman in the world.

but……

But they forgot how much they weighed.

Until he couldn't remember how many innocent people's blood was on his hands, he suddenly woke up and decided to give up the swordsmanship and return to the mountains and forests.

But here comes the man.

With his thirteen deadly swords.

This is a fateful confrontation.

The person who should have died should be him.

That man clearly understood the fifteenth sword, the ever-changing and exquisite magical swordsmanship, but he was unwilling to perform it, and was willing to die under his hands.

Since then, he was disheartened, cut off two thumbs, and left the sword that had accompanied him for half his life by the side of the road.

I didn't even look at it again.

But deep down in his heart, why didn't he want to pick it up again?

"What happened to you?"

Li Xuanyuan couldn't bear to see such a kendo wizard in depression, and couldn't help asking about his past.

In this person's eyes, Li Xuanyuan clearly saw a fire burning.

But beyond the flames, there is endless darkness and sadness.

In the flames, a dim sword could vaguely be seen stubbornly glowing.

"Have you forgotten your sword?"

Seeing that he still didn't return to himself, Li Xuanyuan couldn't help shouting.

At the same time, he displayed his sword intent.

This made the man's eyes light up.

But it was only bright, and then dimmed again.

"You go, don't provoke me, you are not my opponent."

The hoarse voice sounded again, with a trace of weariness.

Sure enough, even if he kept his name incognito and escaped to a strange world, he still could not escape his fate.

Throughout his life, he has been challenged and murdered all the time. If he wants to live a peaceful life, it is as difficult as going to the sky.

How could Li Xuanyuan ever be so despised, he snorted coldly, and the prototype of the master-level sword intent was poured out without reservation.

The strong aura quickly attracted onlookers.

Many people knew Li Xuanyuan's appearance in the book "The Way of the Sword is like a Long Night", and they couldn't help being shocked: "Sword God! Sword God has come down the mountain!"

This shout was like a thunder in the dark night, instantly attracting a lot of people.

Most of them are worshipers of the Sword God and want to see the true face of the Sword God.

"Are you the sword **** of this world?"

The ordinary-looking man without a sword raised his brows slightly, a little puzzled.

"How can it be so weak?"

That's right, in his eyes, Li Xuanyuan is only at the entry level of Sword Intent, not even the Grandmaster-level Sword Intent.

Who asked Fu Nao to give him a level equal to Li Xuanyuan?

The key for the two to decide the outcome is actually the sword intent.

Li Xuanyuan had a sullen face. He persuaded him kindly, but this person humiliated him again and again.

He knew he was weak, but he wouldn't say it in front of the world, right?

Fortunately, in his home court, he has a lot of advantages.

After hearing the words, many admirers yelled and cursed, and they were even eager to try, but he didn't need to do it, and a group of people called to do it.

"Everything is fate..."

Xie Xiaofeng glanced at the crowd, how similar to his own world.

Countless people challenged him.

But in the end, they were all killed by him.

If his sword is unsheathed, it will never return without blood.

outside the world.

Yang Shou's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help looking at Fu Nao: "Where did you create this character's prototype character?"

Fu Nao replied, "According to Gu Long's novel, I'm completely shaped by the characters in it!"

"real?"

Yang Shou remains suspicious.

He doesn't really believe that the real third young master of Divine Sword Villa has such a mouth that attracts hatred.

He has been challenged all the time, isn't it just because of this mouth?

It didn't take long before the group ridicule started.

In the end, after killing everyone, he expressed that he was tired of fighting.

Then retreat to the rivers and lakes.

But when he couldn't hide it, he was discovered by the world, and when he saw the group of weak swordsmen, he couldn't help but started a group of ridicule.

Such a round after round, caught in a death cycle.

……

And the war was about to break out, but fortunately, Li Xuanyuan restrained in the end.

At least the people in the Sword Spirit World can't be let go in vain.

The person in front of him is at least on the same level as Ximen Chuixue and City Lord Baiyun, and even he has no confidence to defeat him.

"Xie Xiaofeng, don't you have nowhere to go? Would you like to stay in my sacred mountain for a few days?"

Li Xuanyuan is not so good-tempered anymore. Although the other party is strong, he no longer calls him a senior.

Xie Xiaofeng does whatever he wants. Hearing that the place where he lives is called Shenshan, his eyes light up slightly.

He once grew up in Divine Sword Villa, and there is also the word Divine Mountain in it.

"You don't have to be so arrogant. In this world, there are many swordsmen who are stronger than you."

When he saw that Xie Xiaofeng was still confused, Li Xuanyuan snorted coldly.

Neither Ximen Chuixue nor Ye Gucheng were weaker than Xie Xiaofeng in front of him.

After all, Xie Xiaofeng was only known as the swordsman closest to the Sword God, and Ximen Chuixue had long been called the Sword God by the world.

Because his sword is reaching its peak, it is already a god!

Just like that, there is one more frequent visitor on the mountain, Xie Xiaofeng.

Xie Xiaofengsi, who looked very mourned, also settled down on the mountain and did not choose to leave.

Because here, there is indeed no so-called fighting, no challenges, and not even a single servant.

It was his ideal peaceful life.

There is also an ape-like animal.

It's amazing, it actually trains the sword on its own!

Moreover, the swordsmanship is superb, obviously he has already achieved something.

"You said someone stronger than me, where is it?"

After living on the mountain for half a year, Xie Xiaofeng finally couldn't help it and asked Li Xuanyuan.

Li Xuanyuan snorted coldly, and then said lightly: "In the back mountain, there were two peerless masters fighting, and they still have their breath, you can feel it."

On the mountain of God, Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng had fought for a long time, and the outcome was unknown, but they left behind the powerful sword intent of the two.

Only the solitary sword intent, the free and easy sword intent, each of them is a master-level sword intent with great success!

When Xie Xiaofeng returned from the back mountain, the flame wrapped in endless darkness in his eyes seemed to be burning more vigorously.

The sword in it occasionally makes a loud noise.

He seemed to have rekindled his fighting spirit.

When he found out that he was not the strongest in the world, the sense of gap in his heart came out.

In the past, he was afraid of killing in vain, killing innocents indiscriminately, resulting in blood on his hands.

I'm afraid of being challenged by people who keep coming~www.readwn.com~ But now, after coming to this world, I suddenly realize that I'm not the strongest in the world.

He suddenly felt empty.

This is a very arrogant swordsman.

Xie Xiaofeng stood by the shore of the lake on the mountain, looking at the calm lake, and finally made a decision.

"Where's my sword?"

He started looking for his own sword.

It's just a pity, I don't know where it was thrown by him for a long time.

Fu Nao, he copied it, and he didn't even think about his sword.

In his setting, he doesn't need a sword, and he doesn't even want to be in the company of a sword for the rest of his life.

But a swordsman is a swordsman after all. After seeing that others are better than him, he finally doesn't want to be an ordinary person.

After he became No. 1, he chose to go into seclusion, which can be said to see through fame and fortune, but choosing to go into seclusion without becoming No. 1 can only be said to be a coward.

Xie Xiaofeng saw this very clearly.

Especially when another man walked up the mountain, his feeling became even stronger.

He still has an enemy that he has yet to defeat, the 15th sword, the opponent who left a psychological shadow on him for the rest of his life.

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