Swords emerge from Mount Hua, sweeping across the heavens from the world of Swordsman.

The pursuit of martial arts, the desire for fame and fortune, and the love for swordsmanship are all forms of desire.

The more he suppresses it, the more terrifying the backlash will be.

Coupled with his volatile temper, it was like pouring oil on a fire, and the raging flames of desire consumed his entire heart.

"Ah, the Heartless Blade Technique is unmatched, I am the number one in the world!"

The Second Blade Emperor roared to the sky, appearing mad, his reason completely gone from his eyes.

In his eyes, even Yue Zhuoqun's face changed, and he became the First Evil Emperor, his nemesis whom he wanted to defeat.

"Evil Emperor, I will defeat you."

"Boom!"

The powerful blade flashed, swirling through the air, and slashed down towards Yue Zhuoqun's head.

Driven by lust, his swordplay became utterly chaotic, devoid of any semblance of reason. Though seemingly domineering and powerful, it was riddled with flaws.

Those with slightly weaker abilities would naturally not dare to withstand such an attack head-on and would have to dodge it in a sorry state.

But who was Yue Zhuoqun? He instantly saw through the flaw in the attack, and disdained to use the Xuanyuan Sword. With a thud, he slammed his left hand into the Zhengming Blade.

The Imperial True Qi erupted.

boom!

The blade energy was dispersed, and the Name-Contending Blade swung back, its back slamming heavily onto the Second Blade Emperor's shoulder.

"Click~"

With a sharp crack, his shoulder blade shattered, and his body crashed to the ground several meters away like a rolling boulder, spitting blood repeatedly from his mouth.

However, he was like a wild beast that knew no pain, his ferocity growing stronger and stronger. With a powerful back thrust, he sprang back to his feet, gripping the Name-Contending Blade and spinning wildly. The blade's energy transformed into a tornado that enveloped the entire arena.

Not only Yue Zhuoqun, but also the Third Pig King and Nie Feng, who were watching from afar, were enveloped in the attack and attacked indiscriminately.

Nie Feng unleashed his Wind God Leg technique, gathering a gust of wind around himself to defend himself. The Third Pig King, while dodging, roared in frustration:

"Sword Emperor, you have lost your mind, wake up quickly."

"Father, wake up!" At this moment, a woman in yellow veil rushed over and called out anxiously.

However, under the influence of lust, the Sword Emperor's swordsmanship and mental state clashed, causing his internal energy to go berserk, resulting in indiscriminate attacks and venting of anger without regard to friend or foe.

Before the woman in yellow could even get close, she was blasted to the ground and slashed at her neck with a knife.

Fortunately, Nie Feng recognized the woman as the girl who had saved him during his previous battle with Po Jun. He used the Snow Drinking Blade to unleash a chilling glance and rescued the woman in yellow from the Blade Emperor.

"To lose all reason like this, the title of Sword Emperor is nothing more than this." Yue Zhuoqun, who witnessed all this, curled his lip in disdain.

With a single step, a blur appeared in front of the berserk Second Blade Emperor, his fingers suddenly shooting out and firmly clamping the ever-dancing Name-Contending Blade between his two fingers.

The Sword Emperor tried to pull his name-chasing sword with all his might, but his strength seemed to be stuck in the mud.

"Evil Emperor, I will defeat you!"

He roared, threw down his knife, and punched Yue Zhuoqun in the chest.

"Hmph, your swordsmanship and mental state are really too poor. You might as well lie down!" With a flick of his wrist, the hilt of the Sword of Contending for Fame broke through his fist and slammed heavily into the Sword Emperor's chest.

"Pfft~"

The second swordsman coughed up blood and flew backward, crashing into a tree as thick as a bucket and breaking it in half.

"I...I'm not reconciled..."

"Oh!"

He fell straight to the ground and immediately lost consciousness.

"Dad~"

"Knife King!"

The woman in yellow and the pig king were startled and rushed over to check on his condition.

"Don't worry, he's just unconscious due to a backlash from his mental state; his life isn't in danger."

The two of them finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Pig King looked at Yue Zhuoqun and sighed, "It seems that your strike had a significant impact on him."

"This might not be a bad thing. If he can rediscover himself amidst severing ties and embracing emotions, his swordsmanship might reach a new level."

To be honest, Yue Zhuoqun was quite disappointed with the Sword Emperor; such a prestigious title was a waste.

It is precisely because the upper limit of martial power in this world is too high that the Sword Emperor's sword technique is so powerful.

In terms of mental state, he is not even as good as the Overlord Blade who has cultivated the Heartless Slash.

The "Seven Deadly States of Hearts" state of mind that severs emotional ties is similar to the "Severing Hearts of Hearts" state of mind that transcends ruthlessness, righteousness, and love.

The swordsman's skills and state of mind after transforming into a street vendor, getting married, having children, and rekindling his emotions have reached an even higher level.

It can be said that the Seven Deadly Sins of the Blade Emperor can only be considered a deviation from the norm. While ruthless, the underlying intention is really nothing to praise.

If he were placed in a lower-level world like The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, it would be uncertain whether he could even become a top-tier character.

It was the power of the world of Fengyun that made him powerful.

……

Broken love home.

The Second Sword Emperor was sent back to his room by his daughter to recuperate, while the Third Pig Emperor accompanied Yue Zhuoqun and Nie Feng to drink tea in the guest hall.

Despite having gone through a battle, the Pig King was magnanimous and showed no anger. Instead, he was delighted to have met two masters.

Since entering the Broken Heart Residence, Nie Feng has seemed somewhat distracted, constantly observing the layout and structure of the room.

When he saw a painting hanging on the wall, his body trembled even more. He stared intently at a line of poetry written on the scroll and couldn't help but read it aloud:

"Leaning against the railing, I listen to the wind and rain, and calmly observe the path of life."

This is a sentence he wrote by carrier pigeon to a pen pal he had known for a long time, and even the handwriting was exactly the same as his pen pal's.

"What, Brother Nie, do you also like my niece's poem?" the Third Pig King asked in surprise.

Nie Feng turned around and grabbed the Pig King's fat arm, asking excitedly and expectantly, "May I ask, senior, what is your niece's name?"

"Second of the compound surname, Meng (single name)."

"Second Dream, Dream! Could she really be that Dream?!"

"What do you mean by 'this' and 'that'? A dream is just a dream."

The Pig King grew increasingly puzzled, staring at Nie Feng from head to toe for a moment before asking, "Do you know any other dreams?"

"Senior, you may not know this, but I have a friend named 'Dream' whom I have never met. We often exchange letters by carrier pigeon, and this poem is a line I wrote in one of those letters." Nie Feng's eyes were overflowing with excitement.

"Hey! There's something so interesting. I'll call my niece Meng over and ask her."

Pig King's face lit up with an interested smile. He couldn't wait to leave the room and pull the yellow-clad, masked Second Dream inside.

"Uncle Pig, what are you doing?" Second Dream was still a little confused.

"Hehe, niece, is the poem on this painting written by a long-time friend you've been exchanging letters with?" Pig King asked, pointing to the calligraphy and painting.

"Uncle Pig, how could you peek at someone's letters?" Second Dream said angrily, her eyes filled with shame, stamping her foot. She thought he had stolen her treasured letters.

"Dream, you really are a dream, and I am the wind!" Nie Feng could no longer contain his joy and quickly walked up to the Second Dream.

"Ah!!" Second Dream exclaimed.

First came surprise, then nervousness and self-doubt. She quickly turned away, instinctively covering her veiled face with her hands: "You...you've mistaken me for someone else."

"Huh, that's strange. You just indirectly admitted it, so why are you denying it now? Are you shy because you've finally met your long-awaited lover?"

"Uncle Pig, what nonsense are you talking about!" Second Dream was so anxious that she almost cried.

“Dream, I know it’s you.” Nie Feng looked disappointed: “Is it because you’re angry with Senior Sword Emperor that you’re unwilling to admit it?”

"No, this has nothing to do with my dad... Anyway, I'm not the one you're talking about having this dream."

Understanding the reason, Yue Zhuoqun smiled and said, "Nie Feng, Miss Meng is unwilling to admit it, she must have some unspeakable difficulties."

“I understand, niece. You must be unwilling to admit it because of the scars on your face.”

As if inspired, the Pig King clapped his hands and said:

"You two may not know this, but my niece was fortunate enough to be taught swordsmanship by the Sword Emperor. Her sword energy is extremely yin and soft, which is exactly the opposite of the fierce internal energy of her father's Seven Deadly Sins Blade Technique. This caused red spots to appear on her face, which is why she has always worn a veil and does not show her true face to others."

"If that's the case, I can help resolve it," Yue Zhuoqun said at the opportune moment.

Nie Feng and Di Er Meng had been corresponding for a long time and had long been deeply in love, so he was happy to bring them together.

After all, Nie Feng had a lover named Di Er Meng to care about, and after cultivating the Demon Blade, he had an extra trigger to awaken his rationality.

"really?"

"Great!"

The three of them spoke almost in unison, all looking at Yue Zhuoqun expectantly.

Chapter 231 The Evil Emperor Loses Control