Chapter 394 Heart Slash

The clouds still look exactly the same.

On the round-walled sword platform, clear light filled the sea of ​​clouds, and the goddess-like woman stood quietly under it with her horizontal sword, flawless and still invincible.

How much desperation and effort Huansilou put into plotting against such a person, Pei Ye now feels the same way.

Ming Yun walked up to the sword platform and stood opposite Gu She. Ming Yun still held the sword salute, and Gu She nodded.

The sun has completely risen from the sky, like a jade held up by a sea of ​​clouds.

The bright clouds turned to the glass, and the two white robes leaned towards each other, their belts fluttered, and the long sword like a mirror came and went again, creating a most beautiful and wonderful scene.

Not only is this a sparring match between two swordsmen who are rare in the world, it is actually a collision of two pure hearts with pure swords. To see such a scene is truly a rare encounter.

Pei Ye, however, could not indulge himself in such a wonderful realization. He had to stay awake at all times, forcing himself to stare at Gu She with the sharpest scrutiny, trying to find a gap in her sword movement that his sword skills could penetrate.

All in vain.

It was the same as last time. Pei Ye had never felt so strongly about his naivety and crudeness in the "sword". The sparrow couldn't listen to the song of the luan and the phoenix. He also couldn't understand the music they played, and he couldn't find the way to insert a sharp "chirp". "Cha" opportunity.

But this problem was solved last time.

Pei Ye pursed his lips and pressed the sword, no longer forcing himself to glimpse the lofty realm, and entrusting the opportunity to draw the sword to the girl with complete trust. He stood quietly and stared, feeling the bright sword in the sheath, and tried hard to hold the moment in the cliff cave. The state of mind that comes.

He actually didn't know if he could use such a sword, even though at that moment he did see countless crippled old people sitting silently at night, and the dying goose with broken wings on the ice in the middle of the lake, but he would "Enlightenment" is transformed into the use of a sword, which must be made according to one's own level of swordsmanship.

Not just anyone with this state of mind can draw a sword - before using [Cloud Sky Covers Eyes and Lost Feathers], he practiced sword moves non-stop for two years.

Even though he and the woman had not made a choice for success, the young man's body still tensed up tightly at this moment.

After all, he is far from [Mingjing Bingjian]. He will still be nervous and fearful. He will hope that all the good things he has experienced in this life can continue, hope that girls can exist, hope that women's practice will not be affected, hope that every hatred and Anger penetrates the hearts of those who are hurt and ignored.

He is ready to do his best for this once again.

But the accident came as expected.

The world once again demonstrated its cruelty untouched. On the sword platform, after dozens of rounds, the direction of the sword fight showed a completely different route from the previous one.

Ming Yun wanted to control the situation again and tilt it towards the young man, but this time Gu She ruthlessly cut off this premeditation.

She didn't know whether the boy could play a role this time, and she didn't want to guess. This is Gushe Tianxin, who is not involved in any tricks or games, is ruthless and has no desires. She will always choose to confront her head on, because at the end of this road, no one can tip her sword.

So she won't give it a second chance.

Ming Yun was having some difficulty in this sword fight. Pei Ye could already see that she was trying hard to create a gap for him to draw the sword, so she had given up too many advantages in exchange, but Gu She calmly responded with the same determination. .

As a result, the situation quickly turned tragic. Sword marks began to appear on the two men's bodies. No blood flowed out, but the injured areas remained there and did not heal, like broken glass.

As the one who actively seeks change, Mingyun is clearly at a disadvantage.

Pei Ye held the hilt of the sword tightly and watched this scene almost breathlessly. He could not persuade the girl to give up, because this was the only way to win and the last chance.

He is the only external force that can possibly take effect.

But as time went by, Pei Ye's heart and lungs tightened more and more, and the girl's disadvantage became more and more irreversible. Of course, this trend has its limit - when Pei Ye can't win the battle even if he can block a sword, Everything would be meaningless.

However, Pei Ye couldn't do anything. All his energy was focused on the sword fight in front of him, which gradually became unbearable.

He has not been in this situation for a long time. When things come to a head, he always tends to give his own response, no matter how powerful the enemy is. Watching helplessly like this, and then having to accept the result of failure, is already

The choice was placed before him again, and Pei Ye didn't know whether he should draw his sword or not.

A sword swung out in confusion would probably ruin everything. This was not the move he and the girl expected. But if he kept it in his hand, wouldn't he just sit there and wait for death?

But at this moment of hesitation, he suddenly couldn't hold on to that state of mind.

The flow that trembled from the bottom of his heart to every fiber of his sword-holding arm suddenly seemed to be playing hide-and-seek with him. When he needed it most anxiously, he put on a veil and hid behind the fog.

This feeling made the young man's body feel a little cold.

He tried to tell himself to calm down, but when he started to persuade himself, he knew that he was actually getting further and further away from it.

The girl on the stage once again gave in to an injury. The many concessions were not without results. She had indeed leaned towards her, but the most fundamental thing was to create a gap for the sword. Pei Ye was holding the hilt of the sword, or Without holding that move in his hand, he never thought that the sword that he had seen in the first move would refuse his approach.

In many past experiences, when he realized the true meaning of the sword, those sword moves always flew into his hands eagerly, with enthusiasm that was almost flattering.

Only this time, Pei Ye took a deep breath and closed his eyes with a slight trembling.

You have broken free from that heavy, gloomy, violent, and suffocating world, Pei Ye.

The woman pulled you out with her own hands, and you saw the bright and clear world through her eyes.

Isn't this the end of everything? Isn't this the place where this sword generates itself? What else are you missing?

With his heart trembling slightly in tension and confusion, Pei Ye repeatedly grasped the hilt of the sword in his hand. Even though he felt the coldness in his body, even though the sword move was getting farther and farther away, he still searched hard until the sound of the sword in front of him suddenly sounded. Then he opened his eyes in surprise.

Ming Yun and Gu She were so close to him, and the wounds on their bodies were clearly visible - the girl's condition made Pei Ye's throat tighten.

Pei Ye didn't understand at all why the girl was engaging in this sword fight like this. She didn't even gain any space. At most, she just freed her sword-holding arm.

It is clear that only the space outside the body can allow Pei Ye to draw the sword, and the liberation of the girl's own limbs has no meaning in this.

In an instant, Pei Ye completely escaped from the state of seeking. He stared at the battle situation in front of him with his sword in his hand. The sword was reflected in the clouds. He could only attribute this to the failure of the girl Yi Jian.

——This was not her original purpose, it was just cut off here helplessly.

This sounds like a fantasy, but the person opposite her who draws the sword is another one of her who can never make mistakes.

Mingxin and Gushe were about to decide the winner. Maybe it was in this game.

A gap had been cut out on the side of the girl's cheek, and her cloud-like hair was spread out, flying and dancing outside the two sword lights. Pei Ye couldn't see the girl's face clearly, but every time the sword exuded, it had a soul-stirring charm.

It’s just that the slide toward failure continues.

After losing two swords in a row, Pei Ye's heart and lungs tightened for a moment - this was no longer a state in which he could continue the game!

In the end, she still failed to create space for the boy to draw his sword, and the irreversible situation had reached its limit.

The next sword. As long as the next sword falls on the girl, even if he can successfully draw the sword, nothing can be saved!

This is no longer the time for him to struggle. Even if he still can't see anything clearly, this is his last chance to use his sword!

Pei Ye unsheathed his sword. At this moment, he knew that he was actively facing failure, but no matter what, he would not watch the girl suffer alone.

——Miss Ming, we were defeated not because you failed to pull the space out from under her sword. I also failed to find the sword in the end.

But at the moment when Shan Yu was unsheathed, the girl in front of him suddenly had long hair, and behind her black hair, her bright face looked at him again.

The shadow of the sword was pressing against her throat, but her eyes were still clear, quiet, and bright.

So familiar.

Pei Ye's movements stopped for a moment.

He suddenly remembered the last time he watched with such complete concentration and helplessness.

That was the figure that had always been imprinted on his mind. When the whole sky was covered with black frost, he could only hide in the lakeside hut formed by the [Quail Head]. This figure in white clothes was like that. He fought back the seemingly invincible enemy and saved him from a desperate situation of certain death.

Now the situation seems to be reversed.

But you would still choose to believe her, wouldn't you?

Pei Ye suddenly stopped holding the sword in his hand.

In front of him, Mingyun once again allowed Gu She to take possession of the sword, completely freeing his sword-holding arm.

The accumulated disadvantage has crossed that line. Even if Pei Ye succeeds in drawing the sword, it is no longer possible for her to turn defeat into victory.

But the girl just looked at Pei Ye calmly, her cheek was missing but still breathtakingly beautiful, and she handed him the [Heart-Zhancing Glazed Glass].

A crucial trust.

[Liu Li] exists in this spiritual realm. As a symbol, it has always been a part of Mingxin.

Without it, Ming Yun would be at a complete disadvantage in the confrontation with Gu She. Because it truly carries a power that belongs to Ming Jing Bing Jian.

Yes, the girl allowed herself to fall into a greater disadvantage so calmly just because the stakes were increased.

Instead of asking the boy to insert a sword in a close confrontation, she entrusted her with a part of herself. If the sword failed, she would die.

In fact, the boy's and her goals were never the same.

He entered the realm of mind to end the confrontation between Mingxin and Gushe. No matter who wins, he has actually achieved his goal.

But the girl is Mingxin herself.

If she loses, she disappears.

She clearly doesn't know the situation outside, and she won't give in because she is about to die. She doesn't have to do all this - if the boy fails to draw the sword successfully, then end the sword fight. She is still invincible anyway. land.

But the boy said, "This is the last time we see each other," and she suppressed everything.

——Just decide the winner with Gushe this time.

Pei Ye figured this out in an instant, and the clear eyes in front of him were looking at him quietly. It's not Xin Cang's helpless night. Pei Ye, can I believe you this time?

——"She will trust you."

So, you also have to believe in her.

A true clarity suddenly opened up in my heart, the veil was lifted, and the fog dissipated. Because this was her way.

Learn to put away your sword, Pei Ye.

The old man had been making friends for thirty years, and there must be many people who were willing to trust him with their lives. Why. In the end, he was just one person and a mountain city boy who depended on each other until death?

So this is the true appearance of this sword.

"Of course." Pei Ye thought, ". I promised."

He raised his eyes and held the Zanxin Liuli in front of him without hesitation.

At the same time, the girl crossed paths with him, and her loosened hand held the [Mountain Feather] that was about to fall.

Everything was just a glance.

It was as if the scene from last time was reappearing, Mingyun swept behind him, and the last trace of Yunbai's clothes disappeared in the corner of his eyes, and in front of him, the familiar face like a god came again with a sword.

There were only the two of them left in the whole world.

She only turned the sword slightly, and the indescribable suffocation had already covered the boy's sword, as if a mountain was approaching.

A ruthless and powerful sword light.

There is no need to doubt that this is the seventeen-year-old Ming Qitian. She was born for the sword, or the sword was born for her. She is undoubtedly the best in the world. Those so-called peerless geniuses are just the most mediocre mortals in front of her.

But Pei Ye, of course you can take her sword.

The boy's eyes are bright and clear, and the sword platform starts from his feet and turns into clear glass in an instant.

Or it is a glass-like ice surface.

Clear, quiet, and vast. It's like carrying a lonely dream across a layer of thin ice, and below is cold and clear water. The boy seems to be carved from fine ice jade, with skin, hair, bones and blood, without any cover or shadow, everything is transparent in this world.

Gushe was reflected by this world in an instant.

Because of the same clarity, at this moment, the boy and the girl are equally flawless. The next moment, this clear world began to shatter around the girl, and the sword light in her hand shattered with it.

But between the two of them, there was a third thing that was clear and transparent.

[Heart-Chopping Glaze]

The ice jade sword blade pierced the chest of the woman in front of him with a chill. She turned her wrist, and the next stunning sword light that dazzled Pei Ye rose again, but this was no longer their turn.

Pei Ye had never seen Ming Yun use such a bright and powerful sword.

[Mountain Feather] and the sword of Guye intersected decisively, and Pei Ye was torn apart by the sword energy. On the sword platform, Ming Yun held the glazed sword handle again. The two white clothes were like two white cranes, sweeping across the wide sword platform. Guye was pierced through the heart and nailed to the round wall.

In silence, the surrounding sea of ​​clouds rolled like waves.

Ming Yun took a deep breath and looked back at the boy who stood up. His indifferent eyes said nothing, but he quietly curved his mouth to him.

Pei Ye didn't say anything, but his smile was much brighter, weakly revealing a mouthful of bright white teeth.

Even though he was only affected by the aftermath of the sword, the boy who didn't know how to dodge was still covered in wounds, which were even more serious than the girl's.