Chapter 1057: The Infinite Sword
Love at first sight, red leaves convey love, tenderness like water, looking at the shadow to guess the love, hearing the sound of love, the song is full of human feelings, the Supreme is ruthless...

Liu Xunyi used the seven major sword styles of "Lovesickness and Soul-Breaking Sword" in succession. The unpredictable and endless sword shadows drowned out the murderous breeze in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, a strong wind suddenly blew up in the bluestone square, the strong energy scattered, sand and stones flew, and the sky was dark.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Qingfeng did not retreat but advanced, did not avoid but welcomed. The Wuji Sword danced in the air, weaving a terrifying silver sword net around him. He soared into the sky, passed through the heavy encirclement of the sword rain, and went straight to meet Liu Xunyi in the air.

"Clang clang clang!"

In the blink of an eye, the two were fighting in the chaos of raging winds and rolling dust.

Faced with the powerful, treacherous and changeable waves of sword energy, everyone around was terrified and tried their best to resist, stepping back one after another.

At this moment, Xuan Ming, Yin Baimei, Zhongli Mu, Tang Yuan, Jin Fu Yu, Lu Tingxiang, Zuo Hongxuan, Miao An and others who were sitting on the sidelines couldn't help but stand up and watch intently this peak battle that had not been seen in ten years.

Since they are all top-notch masters in the martial arts world, with eyes and ears far beyond ordinary people, they observe Liu Xunyi and Qingfeng, who are sometimes close and sometimes far away, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes visible and sometimes invisible, and sometimes close and sometimes distant, most carefully and clearly, and they also understand their moves and methods most thoroughly.

Therefore, whenever they saw Liu Xunyi or Qingfeng perform exquisite moves, they couldn't help but applaud and exclaim in amazement. Similarly, when they saw the two of them make mistakes or wrong moves, they would beat their chests and sigh.

"Qingfeng is worthy of being Luo Tianjin's master. He is worthy of being in charge of Wudang for many years and still remains prosperous. His strength is indeed not to be underestimated."

On the sidelines, Jin Fuyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked back and forth at Liu Xunyi and Qingfeng with a mysterious gaze, sighing: "Although he is old, his agility, fierceness, and tricky moves are not inferior to those of energetic young masters. His experience and methods are even more tricky and hard to guard against. He has been hiding his martial arts for decades, and his martial arts... are far more powerful than I imagined."

"It's a pity that he met Liu Xunyi, who turned a disaster into a blessing." Lu Tingxiang said with a wry smile, "If this battle had taken place a few months ago, Qingfeng would have had at least a 70% chance of winning. However, it was extremely difficult for him to hold on today. If he wants to win... unless Liu Xunyi reveals a fatal flaw, it will be extremely difficult."

Zuo Hongxuan looked at the battle in horror, muttering to himself in disbelief: "Liu Xunyi seems to have endless internal energy and endless moves. From the time they started fighting to now, dozens of rounds have passed, and he has been climbing all the time. His attacks are getting stronger and stronger, his speed is getting faster and faster, and his internal energy is getting better and better... I really don't know where his limit is?"

"Anyone who can reach the ninth level of internal strength is an expert among experts." Miao An pondered, "When top experts fight, the consumption of internal strength and spirit is unimaginable to ordinary people. It is almost impossible to maintain the peak state for more than a hundred rounds. However... Liu Xunyi has not yet reached his best condition, while Qingfeng has shown signs of fatigue due to his age and physical strength. Comparing the two, the difference is obvious."

"Master, the thing we least wanted to see has happened..." Leng Yiyi, who was standing behind Jin Fuyu, spoke softly with a complicated tone, "Liu Xunyi has finally grown into a towering tree, and the threat to us is increasing day by day. More importantly, he has not only the Central Plains sect behind him, but also the ambitious Young Qin King. This boy... we must be on guard."

Whether he was deeply shocked by the earth-shaking battle situation on the field, or was enlightened by Leng Yiyi's thoughts of crisis, Jin Fu Yu's eyes changed quietly and his expression became more and more gloomy.

Although he didn't say a word, his gaze, which had been wandering left and right, was fixed on Liu Xunyi and could not be moved away at all.

"The lily has arrived, the winner will be revealed!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, and everyone's attention was once again focused on the two people who were at odds with each other.

At this moment, Liu Xunyi and Qingfeng had just finished a round of quick attack and defense, and were now standing on the left and right, staring at each other.

Compared to Liu Xunyi who was in high spirits and full of fighting spirit, Qingfeng who was sweating and panting was gradually feeling a little powerless.

"Boy, you are just lucky. You were lucky enough to have obtained Huang Yangming's several decades of skills, otherwise you would not be my opponent at all..."

"Stop talking nonsense. The winner between you and me has not yet been decided. Keep fighting!"

Before Qingfeng finished speaking, Liu Xunyi could not wait to attack again. At this time, his eyes were red and his face was fierce, as if he was in a bloodthirsty state, with only his opponent in his eyes and nothing else.

The sharp sword in Liu Xunyi's hand turned into a flash of lightning, shrinking the distance of several feet into a square inch.

The extremely sharp sword tip suddenly enlarged Qingfeng's pupils, and the vast and fierce sword energy was like a rushing river or sea, unstoppable. It blew Qingfeng's gray hair up and down, and his Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, making a fluttering sound.

Just as the onlookers cried out in surprise, Qingfeng paused in the blink of an eye and retreated violently.

"Where are you going to escape to, you cowardly rat?"

"Bastard!"

Qingfeng knew that he was no match for Liu Xunyi, but was determined to fight to the death because of the rage pent up in his heart. After hearing Liu Xunyi's provocation, he became even angrier.

At this point in the battle, there was no point in being cowardly. Therefore, knowing that he had no way to retreat or avoid the enemy, Qingfeng resolutely chose to confront the domineering Liu Xunyi head-on.

In fact, he had already secretly made up his mind that even though his martial arts skills were slightly inferior, he would not lose out in terms of momentum... no matter what.

As he dodged and moved flexibly, the furious breeze activated the Qi sea in his Dantian, pouring his endless internal energy into the Wuji Sword frantically, causing faint blue lightning to quickly condense around the sword.

From bottom to top, from inside to outside, they intertwine and entwine, from the tail of the sword to the tip of the sword.

At the same time, Qingfeng gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, and stabbed forward from the chest.

What was incredible was that between the tail of the sword and Qingfeng's chest... there were actually terrifying blood-red silk threads pulled out, like lifelike blood vessels and tendons, connecting the flesh-and-blood living person with the cold and ruthless weapon, making the murderous Wuji Sword even more restless.

"Ah!" "Buzz..."

Accompanied by a heart-wrenching roar and a sword sound that pierced the sky, the mighty Wuji Sword seemed to have life and transformed strangely.

It is like a tiger chasing the wind, or like a dragon emerging from the clouds, rushing forward bravely and leaping forward.

The sword broke through the barrier of wind and cloud, smashed the dragon and tiger shackles, and a strange sword tip that was half red and half white stretched out from the chaotic void.

Wherever the sword goes, it splits the world into two, the yang side is as hot as fire, and the yin side is as cold as ice. Yin and yang are intertwined, like an endless Tai Chi rune, majestic and dynamic, with a clear distinction between the two.

"hiss!"

Amid the cries of fear and disbelief from the people around him, Qingfeng, with a ferocious face, drew his sword and collided head-on with Liu Xunyi who was chasing him relentlessly.

"This is... the supreme realm of the Taixu Sword, where all paths converge into one." Gu Ri looked at the furious Qing Feng with eyes full of shock, his voice trembling slightly due to his inner excitement. "The fact that the Sect Master used this move shows that... he has reached the final moment..."

"boom!"

"puff!"

At the moment when Qingfeng's Wuji sword and Liu Xunyi's sword collided, a blue-black air swept out from Liu Xunyi's arm, passing over the violently trembling sword body like a dragon or a tiger, and pounced towards the "Yin Yang Tai Chi" with an overwhelming force.

In the blink of an eye, the extremely yin and poisonous internal force turned into golden swords and iron horses, and tigers and wolves rushed forward, engulfing and ravaging the "Yin Yang Tai Chi" displayed by Qingfeng, and finally turned it into a piece of shattered illusory afterimages.

What was even more shocking was that Qingfeng's Taoist robe was torn into tatters by the sharp sword energy at a speed visible to the naked eye. His cheeks, body, and limbs were pierced with blood holes one after another like rain hitting the beach. In the mildest cases, the skin was torn and the flesh was exposed, and in the worst cases, the bones were rotten and the tendons were pierced, making him wail non-stop and blood splashed everywhere.

Qingfeng's situation was horrible, and Liu Xunyi's condition was equally unbearable to look at.

Qingfeng's "Taixu Sword" is not just a name, under the dual attack of scorching flames and eroding ice, Liu Xunyi, who only attacks but does not defend, sweats profusely on one side of his body, swelling red like blood. The other half of his body is frozen and frozen, as hard as iron.

The wounds all over the body burst and intensified in an instant, and the blood gushing out was either boiled and evaporated by the hot air, or condensed into red ice crystals by the cold skin, which looked very strange and terrifying.

"Keng!"

"Kakaka..."

However, at the critical moment when the two were fighting for their lives, the sword in Liu Xunyi's hand was shattered by the indestructible Wuji Sword.

"Snapped!"

Then, the sword body covered with spider web cracks shattered. Under the unstoppable attack of Wuji Sword, it turned into pieces of iron filings the size of fingernails, swaying in the wind, flying all over the sky, and falling sporadically at Liu Xunyi's feet.

"This……"

This scene not only made the onlookers shudder and scream, but also caught Liu Xunyi, who was at the critical moment of life and death, off guard and shocked.

"Looking for clothes..."

"Don't go there!"

Seeing Liu Xunyi's sword shattered and in danger, Xiao Zhirou's eyes changed, and she wanted to go on the field to help at all costs, but she was held tightly by Teng Sanshi with a solemn expression.

"Dad, looking for Yi..."

"Rou'er, if you come to the rescue now, it will ruin the fairness of this competition, and Xunyi will never be able to hold his head up high for the rest of his life."

"But……"

"Trust Xunyi, he will definitely find a way to resolve the crisis."

At this moment, Xiao Zhirou was not the only one who was worried. Xunzhen, who was standing aside, seemed calm on the surface, but in fact, her hands tucked into her sleeves... were trembling slightly.

"Liu Xunyi, no matter how powerful your martial arts skills are, you cannot resist the will of heaven. You are destined to die under your own sword!"

Accompanied by a terrifying grin of ecstasy at surviving the disaster, the experienced Qingfeng did not give Liu Xunyi any chance to breathe.

Without thinking, he thrust his sword in pursuit, causing the Wuji Sword to quickly penetrate the half-broken handle in Liu Xunyi's hand. The extremely sharp blade cut through his mouth, and stabbed straight into his throat along his arm.

……

(End of this chapter)