761 There Is No sIfs (2/2)

Unfortunately, it was so bright that few people were able to see it clearly, just as the time when the Headmaster beheaded the Divine General in the wilderness.

Liu Bai could see it.

Ye Hongyu could as well.

She was quietly sitting in the carriage, lowering her head and seeming not to care about what was happening at the Verdant Canyon.

However, at this time, she could not help raising her head.

In the light, Jun Mo pressed his sword down.

With a hiss, the sheath on Ye Su's back was torn.

Ye Su didn't change his expression while he pushed his sword harder.

The wooden sword became shorter and shorter—a short part of the sword had been stabbed into Jun Mo's chest while most of it was smashed into powder, violently burning like candles.

Now the problem was if the iron sword could break the sail before the wooden sword could break the armor?

The candle would burn up eventually.

The burning wooden sword was getting shorter and it still didn't break Jun Mo's armor.

In the blazing light, Ye Su's face looked transparent without any expression.

He continued pushing forward.

Until there was only a hilt left.

With a loud whistling, Ye Su clapped the hilt and pushed it into Jun Mo's chest.

Previously, his wooden sword had neither hilt nor sheath.

Now it did.

It was because, over these years, he had been regressing.

He was making progress by going backward.

From ten thousands of swords to one sword, from seeing through to not seeing through, from outside to inside.

In this battle, he had been moving forward and had not stepped back.

His sheath was the bond to understand the world.

His hilt represented all his spirit in the Sword Taoism.

He caught the iron sword with his sheath and inserted all his sword intent into Jun Mo's chest.

Jun Mo's cultivation was as simple as his iron sword.

He moved forward and never stepped back.

He had been advancing toward the peaks one by one.

When Ye Su hit the hilt into his chest, he suddenly released his hilt.

The iron sword was too wide and straight, which could be contained by neither the sheath nor the world.

At least for a short time, he could not break Ye Su's sheath.

Therefore he dropped it as if he dropped the puzzle.

He released his hilt and made a compromise for the first time in his life.

Instead, his left foot took a step forward in the light.

His right hand clenched into a fist, holding the infinite light in the autumn wind, and smashed into Ye Su.

The indomitable Jun Mo made his first compromise.

Ye Su, who used to retreat in order to advance, stepped forward without hesitation.

The two geniuses of cultivation chose each other's most adept ways to fight at the same time in the battle. No one could figure out the winner.

At the time the hilt totally sank into the black armor.

There was a cracking sound resounding in the wilderness.

The sky seemed to be torn apart.

Nothing seemed to happen in Jun Mo's armor and there were only some bits of wood remaining.

However, behind him was a terrible sword intent.

It pointed at the Verdant Canyon, leaving a deep hole in the cliff.

The remaining sword intent was that powerful.

What would happen to Jun Mo who took most of the sword intent?

Almost at the same time.

Jun Mo's fist punched Ye Su.

He held the infinite light in his fist, which was full of the Qi of Heaven and Earth in the Verdant Canyon.

The Qi of Heaven and Earth was full of unimaginable sword intent:

The iron sword's intent and Ye Su's intent.

Jun Mo replaced the iron sword with countless ones.

As he hit Ye Su, the countless swords also fell on him.

As the spring breeze blew the willows and leaves fell into the water.

The sun rose and the lake glowed.

The wild wind blew over the winter lake.

In front of the Verdant Canyon, it was deadly silent.

People all nervously watched the two people standing there.

A long time had passed.

Ye Su suddenly coughed up and began to bleed.

Looking at Jun Mo, he sighed and said, ”If you didn't wear that armor, I could win.”

”There is no if.”

Jun Mo didn't show any joy on his face and said, ”If you need an if, I will win whether I have no armor or you have no sheath; I will win if neither of us has a sword.”

”I won, if it was 18 years ago; I will win if it is 18 years later.”

At last, he added, ”Anyway, I will win.”