Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 57 Victory

Song Xinci looked at the man in the mirror with a gleam in her eyes. She actually saw in him the possibility of sharing her sword skills with him.

Ever since she acquired the Xisheng Sword six years ago, she'd felt it was difficult to improve in the way of the sword. It wasn't that she'd hit a bottleneck, but rather that she had lost interest.

However, what Yun Yi realized at this moment, "The Great Elephant is Invisible", happened to be the same as his own "The Great Sound is Silent".

What kind of coincidence is this, or is this really his destiny?

At this moment, even though Song Xinci had made up her mind to use Yun Yi to help her overcome her emotional tribulation, she couldn't help but feel more curious about him and wanted to explore the deeper secrets of this man.

When I think of this, the couple overcoming difficulties together in the nameless town and the speechless moments on their wedding day all seem to become romantic.

The Supreme Way of Forgetfulness that she practiced was even more stirring, and she found an opportunity for another breakthrough.

In the world of cultivation, strength speaks for itself. Yun Yi's astonishing performance was highly praised, completely changing the attitude of the Fuyao Sect. Some disciples were actually cheering him on, and several of Yun Yi's close friends were secretly worried.

They didn't know how Yun Yi would resist Meng Fan's Golden Crow Sword now that he had lost the three-foot green sword in his hand.

Daocheng was not worried about this. He just smiled, as if he was confident that one of his disciples would win.

Only Piaomiaozi's face turned pale. He didn't understand why such a sword genius suddenly appeared and could cross the border and suppress Meng Fan with the help of the Soul Locking Formation.

He even began to suspect that Daocheng did it on purpose for this plate of vinegar-wrapped dumplings. He had never been optimistic about Meng Fan from the beginning!
Damn it, if the Fuyao Dao Fruit doesn’t fall into Meng Fan’s hands, don’t blame me for being rude.

There was a gleam of light in Piaomiaozi's eyes, as if he had made some kind of decision.

……

Yun Yi had no idea what was happening in the outside world. At this moment, all his mind was focused on the way of the sword, and he was in a mysterious state.

He took off the Fangyuan sword from his back, grasped the hilt, and tried to lift the large piece of iron. The sword was extremely heavy, so he couldn't swing it as freely as the Qingfeng sword, and it seemed extremely clumsy.

Meng Fan also noticed this and guessed that Yun Yi was not used to this heavy sword, so he drew out the Golden Crow Sword again and stabbed the opponent.

This time he swung his sword with all his strength. In addition to the golden light all over the sky, there was also the cry of the Golden Crow. Even the entire Qimen Palace suddenly became a little warmer.

Meng Fan was like a golden sun, radiant and dazzling. As he danced with his sword, the golden light woven through the air like countless golden threads, forming a brilliant curtain of light.

This Golden Crow Sword Technique, created by Piaomiaozi, is renowned for its immense power and dazzling radiance. Of the new generation of Fuyao Sect disciples, only Meng Fan has mastered it. Each time he unleashes it, he exudes immense confidence, as if transformed into an invincible golden sun.

"The sun is setting!" Meng Fan couldn't help but shout out the name of this sword, and the sword's power suddenly increased a bit.

Even the Sword Pavilion Grand Elder, who was the most skilled in swordsmanship in the Fuyao Sect, was dumbfounded when he saw this move. He thought it was a pity that Bo Yue missed this scene because he was in seclusion.

But Yun Yi's expression did not change at all, as if he was just facing an ordinary sword.

He still had his eyes closed, unaffected by the golden light.

Then, the moment Meng Fan stepped into his own attack range, he quickly swung the Fangyuan sword in his hand and smashed it down with a thousand pounds of force!
There's nothing mysterious about this move; it's just a simple, hard smash.

But as luck would have it, Fangyuan's sword actually hit the vital point of the "Sunset in the West" move - one inch of the Golden Crow Sword's blade!
In an instant, all the sword energy in the sky disappeared, and the Golden Crow Sword actually let out a mournful cry, as if a ferocious beast was being strangled by the throat by a hunter.

Meng Fan's sword momentum stopped, but Yun Yi's was far from over. After he struck down with his sword, he used the force of the sword's fall to spin his entire body, simultaneously switching the sword to his other hand and using the momentum to swing out again.

He had watched Monkey Boss demonstrate this White Ape Sword Technique countless times, and he had also learned it countless times himself. Now he could perform it even without any cultivation.

The way Yun Yi used the heavy sword was completely different from his previous "fast" style. It became extremely "slow", making him look clumsy.

But no one would underestimate such a clumsy Yun Yi, because although his movements were slow, the large iron pieces in his hands always protected the weak points around his body, and he struck one sword after another, endlessly!

Just like the seemingly slow waves at the seaside, once you get close to them you will realize the surging waves hidden within!
Meng Fan had no choice but to turn from defense to offense. He hurriedly blocked Yun Yi's sword with the Golden Crow Sword, and then was pushed back half a step with the sword.

And this retreat was the beginning of defeat.

As soon as one sword was struck, another one came. Meng Fan blocked it again and felt that the power contained in this attack was even stronger than the previous one.

He thought that if he continued like this, he would surely die here, so he managed to find time to stab Yun Yi with his sword, but unfortunately, it was easily blocked by the large piece of iron, and only a few sparks flew out.

At this moment, Yun Yi suddenly changed the momentum of his sword.

He used the force to leap up, holding the square sword in both hands, and slashed down from above!
The Fangyuan Sword has always been heavy, and every time it was swung, it seemed more like a "smash" rather than a "slash."

But this time it was different. The heavy sword had no edge, but Meng Fan could vaguely see that the Fangyuan sword was covered with an unparalleled sharpness!
"Ah!" He roared and tried his best to block the sword.

As a result, the Golden Crow Sword made a teeth-grinding sound of metal friction, and was swept away by the tremendous force, and directly inserted into the wall on the other side of the Qimen Palace.

Meng Fan was unable to withstand the remaining force of the sword and was swept away several feet until his body hit the wall with a loud bang and stopped.

The outcome of this battle has been decided!

Yun Yi slowly opened his eyes, holding the Fangyuan Sword and dragging himself towards Meng Fan. He looked a little tired, sweaty, but his face was filled with joy.

How could it not be a pleasure to use a talented cultivator in the Return to Void Realm to sharpen your sword?

The sound of the Fangyuan Sword rubbing against the blue bricks on the ground continued to echo and expand in the Qimen Palace, and Meng Fan's heart of Taoism became shaky.

He gnashed his teeth, staring at Yun Yi as he approached, and said, "If it weren't for the Soul Locking Formation, I could easily kill you."

Yun Yi smiled and said, "But the most worthless things in this world are ifs, supposes, and maybes."

"The Fuyao Dao Fruit will be of great benefit to my cultivation. If you are willing to give it to me, I will reward you handsomely."

"Brother Meng, this is quite inappropriate. Although I am only a junior disciple who has just joined the Fuyao Sect, I also know that the fairness and justice of the Chenghuang Trial cannot be trampled upon." Yun Yi squatted down and looked at Meng Fan. "Losing is losing, winning is winning."

Meng Fan glared at Yun Yi, as if he wanted to cut him into pieces with his eyes.

Yun Yi said, "You've never thought about giving others respect, so why do you expect others to give you respect now?"

"Yun Yi, aren't you afraid?!"

"What should I be afraid of? Do you dare to tell me, brother?"

(End of this chapter)