Chapter 233 The Sword Can Also Be Used Like This

When Ji Chen crossed the river before, the corpse of Purple Eye followed the boat for a while. Ji Chen suspected that the current scene was very likely a memory of the corpse of Purple Eye.

From the moment he came ashore and saw the light, he entered his memory.

Ji Chen could not determine whether it was true or false. He could no longer distinguish between reality and illusion.

If this was really a memory of Purple Eye, it would prove that what was happening now had really happened before, and this memory was very important to Purple Eye, so it was deliberately preserved.

Ji Chen's somewhat tense nerves also relaxed a little.

If this is true, then everything he did next is reasonable, which will form a closed loop.

When he met Purple Eye, his memory was triggered, and this memory went back to more than 100,000 years ago. After experiencing all this, Purple Eye was deeply impressed and kept this memory.

More than 100,000 years later, he met Purple Eye again, triggered his memory, walked into his memory again, and went back to more than 100,000 years ago through this memory.

This is an infinite loop, a bit roundabout, but easy to understand!

The battle in the stream is over.

This kind of fighting style progresses very quickly, basically one round determines the winner, and the victory or defeat is decided in an instant.

Even in life-and-death duels, it is also a matter of life and death.

At this time, a man flew down from the rocks on the other side of the stream and stood on a huge stone in the stream.

"It's the eldest brother of the Eight Peaks, Yan Guinan, he actually stood up!"

Every year, in addition to the new disciples taking the sword, there will also be a duel between the peaks.

Yan Guinan had taken the sword five years ago, and now he stood up, naturally to challenge.

Everyone was very curious, who was he going to challenge?

The two sides of the stream were silent, and everyone was waiting.

Ji Chen had a bad feeling in his heart, it couldn't be me!

It turned out that he guessed right, it was him.

In the curious eyes of everyone, Yan Guinan looked at Ji Chen.

"Fifth Junior Brother is back rarely, and I think his swordsmanship has improved a lot after a few years of experience. Senior Brother also wants to witness the Fifth Junior Brother's superb swordsmanship."

"Please!"

The people on both sides of the stream were not surprised.

They noticed Ji Chen the moment he appeared here. In fact, many people wanted to challenge him. To be favored by Master Tan Tai and become the only disciple of the Ninth Peak, everyone wanted to know what his strengths were.

Well, Ji Chen knew that he would not be able to fight if he did not.

At this moment, Shen Ke whispered a reminder, "In a swordsmanship contest, the level of cultivation is not determined by the level, but the control of swordsmanship. After all, there are differences in the level of enlightenment, and it is unfair to compare the level of cultivation."

This sentence gave Ji Chen a bit of confidence. If it was about cultivation, he could not even see through Yan Guinan's cultivation. Even if he had not surpassed Nirvana, he was probably almost there.

Ji Chen stepped out, came to the top of the stream, and stood on a stone in the stream.

"Where is your sword?" Yan Guinan asked.

Ji Chen took out the Pojun horizontal sword from the ring, slowly pulled it out, stood with his head down, held the sword in one hand, and pointed it obliquely at the stream.

The shape of his sword also surprised the people on both sides of the stream.

Single-sided blade, oblique tip, this kind of sword is the first time they have seen it.

The horizontal sword style is the standard war sword of Daxia. In order to take into account the characteristics of swords and knives, it is uniformly refined.

Ji Chen also inherited the tradition of horizontal swords in his previous life, so in this life, people had not seen horizontal swords 100,000 years ago.

And Ji Chen's starting sword style made everyone confused. This is not the holy land sword style.

But this has little impact. Tianxuan Holy Land is open to all, and disciples can learn other skills besides Tianxuan Holy Land, even magic skills.

Yan Guinan drew his sword, and a sword light pierced through the air and rushed straight to Ji Chen's face.

There was no fancy, a straight sword, and the sharp sword light came in an instant. As long as it broke through to the distance of an inch in front of Ji Chen's eyebrows and hovered there, Ji Chen would lose.

The sword light was so fast that there was no time to think.

This is the flying sword.

The thought moved, the sword moved.

The thought came, the sword came.

Yan Guinan's sword was about to break through to Ji Chen's eyebrows, while Ji Chen's sword had not moved yet and was still caught in his hand.

Lost!

This is the voice of everyone.

Sword fighting is like this, whoever's sword reaches first wins, even if it's just one foot.

Between life and death, it's often this one foot that matters.

On the stream, Ji Chen's eyes were always fixed on the sword light. Just when the sword light was about to break through to the distance of one foot between his eyebrows, he drew his sword. Swinging the horizontal sword with one hand, he slashed at the flying sword.

"Ding!"

The horizontal sword accurately slashed the flying sword, directly slashing it out and falling into the grass on the left bank of the stream.

The horizontal sword in Ji Chen's hand suddenly flashed with a knife light. He turned the blade, as if it was refracted by a mirror, and a ray of knife light shone into Yan Guinan's eyes.

He used the principle of sunlight refraction to shine the knife light into Yan Guinan's eyes, and the knife intent slashed into his heart.

At this moment, Yan Guinan's eyes were filled with white light, his soul was stabbed, and the whole person fell down directly.

Suddenly, a sword light shot out and supported Yan Guinan's body, preventing him from falling into the stream.

Then, a figure flew to the middle of the stream, helped Yan Guinan back to the shore.

After a quick check, it was found that there was nothing serious.

"The spirit is damaged, and it will be fine after a period of recuperation."

Both sides were very quiet. Ji Chen's move just now was beyond everyone's expectations. When everyone thought he was going to lose, he fought back and won in an extremely simple and crude way.

There was no superb swordsmanship, no wonderful control, and a simple and rough smash, which smashed the opponent's sword away. This method was quite embarrassing.

For a sword cultivator, the sword is life. The sword is there, and the person is there. If the sword is gone, what can he use to fight with others.

For a sword cultivator, it would be better to kill him directly.

At this time, the young man who rescued Yan Guinan just now came to the stream and stood where Yan Guinan stood before, ten feet away from Ji Chen.

His name is Wen Shao.

Yan Guinan's defeat means that the Eighth Peak has been defeated, and he was defeated in a humiliating way. The people of the Eighth Peak were naturally unhappy, so Wen Shao stood up.

He is the second senior brother of the Eighth Peak, and he naturally has to get this face back.

In fact, among the nine peaks of the Holy Land, the strength of the eldest senior brother is not necessarily the strongest.

The eldest senior brother may have the best comprehensive ability and is good at management, but it does not mean that his strength is absolutely the first.

Just like the nine peak masters, not necessarily the strongest one.

"You hurt someone in a competition with your fellow disciples. You haven't been back to the mountain gate for three years, which makes you forget the friendship between fellow disciples."

Wen Shao's voice was a little cold, as if he was very unhappy with Ji Chen's behavior just now. Ji Chen defeated Yan Guinan in a nearly humiliating way, which not only made him hate Ji Chen, but also made the entire Eighth Peak hate Ji Chen.

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