Both worlds are like dreams

Time quickly came to the next day, which was the day that Wei Yunzhou and Lan Ruofeng had agreed to meet.

This day was the focus of everyone's attention. There were crowds of people watching from the outside, and many people were standing on the surrounding pavilions, all eagerly waiting.

To the west of Xuanyuan Terrace, all the generals were present as usual, the difference was that Mo Yunchen was also there, but Shen Congfeng was nowhere to be seen. As for the north, the second and third princes had already arrived.

Mo Ruilin, Gu Qinglan, Wei Yunzhou and Mo Xingyue walked in slowly under the gaze of everyone.

Instantly, the crowd was buzzing with discussions, all looking forward to the outcome of the competition.

Wei Yunzhou walked up to Xuanyuan Terrace alone. He was dressed in black as black as ink, standing with a sword in his hand. He had handsome eyebrows and eyes, an upright posture, and an extraordinary aura emanating from his whole body.

He said nothing, but just stood there quietly, making everyone's attention focused on him, and no one dared to be distracted in the slightest.

Lan Ruofeng also walked slowly onto the Xuanyuan Terrace, his long gray hair flying in the air and his Taoist robe fluttering, like a hermit.

Mo Ruilin and the others sat down in the pavilion and said, "The two countries originally planned the Xuanyuantai swordsmanship contest with the original intention of making friends through martial arts and promoting diplomatic relations between the two countries. But now you two want to decide the winner according to the rules of martial arts, regardless of life or death. Beiling is willing to respect that, but you two are Beiling's friends, so I don't want you to make any mistakes."

Mo Zhenyu also said: "You two are both top-notch masters in the martial arts world. Your attainments in swordsmanship are far beyond our reach. I hope you two will stop there. After all, the sword is a gentleman's sword. What we should discuss is the way of the sword, not life and death."

Prince Xiyue walked out with a smile, "Second Prince and Fifth Prince have a point, Master, don't take it too seriously."

Lan Ruofeng glanced at him, his eyes seemed to sigh, but he was also very determined. He turned to look at Wei Yunzhou, "Are you ready?"

Wei Yunzhou drew his sword, "Senior, please."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lan Ruofeng moved. His speed was incredibly fast. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Wei Yunzhou, and the tip of his sword went straight for Wei Yunzhou's throat.

Wei Yunzhou was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He leaned back to avoid the fatal blow, and at the same time used the force to stab the opponent with a sword.

Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect Lan Ruofeng to be so ruthless and merciless in his first move.

Lan Ruofeng swung his sword to avoid Wei Yunzhou's stabbing sword, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his figure flashed again and returned to the original place. At this time, his sword intent was still as gentle as the spring breeze, but full of murderous intent.

His internal strength is extremely profound, with invisible air currents flowing around his body, as if turning the breeze into a sharp blade for his use.

Lines of sword intent enveloped Wei Yunzhou, and every invisible sword blade seemed to be pointing at his vital points.

Lan Ruofeng stood where he was and just waved the sword in his hand. All the invisible sword blades rolled up by his internal force stabbed towards Wei Yunzhou.

Wei Yunzhou's reaction was extremely quick, and he immediately used the Seven Wounds Sword Technique and Guigu's body movements to resist.

His figure moved left and right, moving freely among the countless sharp blades, but blindly defending was not his style.

Although the Seven Wounds Sword Technique is mainly defensive, it also hides murderous intent. Its killing intent is implicit and restrained, as if it is waiting for an opportunity to kill with one strike.

But Wei Yunzhou's Seven Wounds Sword Technique was full of murderous intent. He didn't need the chance to kill with one strike, because the strongest attack was defense. But no matter how he used the Seven Wounds Sword Technique, he could never get close to Lan Ruofeng.

Lan Ruofeng's sword intent became more and more ruthless. If he continued like this, he would only be defeated.

Wei Yunzhou's eyes were like torches. He struck back Lan Ruofeng's invisible sword with one blow. His body suddenly jumped up, and the Seven Wounds Sword Technique turned into the Seven Killings Sword Technique. The sword power instantly doubled, and the sword light was sharp and unstoppable! The sword in Wei Yunzhou's hand was like a giant dragon, slashing straight at Lan Ruofeng's head.

The sword light was sharp and the murderous intent was fierce, as if it was going to split Lan Ruofeng in half!

Lan Ruofeng frowned slightly, knowing that this boy was not simple, and knowing that this generation of Guigu disciples were all geniuses that only appeared once in a hundred years. Disciples of previous generations could only learn one of the Double Seven Swordsmanship, and only this generation truly inherited the Double Seven Swordsmanship.

This was also the reason why he asked the Guigu Sect for advice when he was young. He wanted to see to what extent the Guigu Sect had improved its strength by being able to learn the two most powerful sword techniques at the same time.

It was a pity that I didn’t have the chance to see it back then, but today, seeing Wei Yunzhou use the two sword techniques so freely, I finally got what I wanted.

However, at such a young age, he has already cultivated to such a level. If he continues to grow, I am afraid...

Lan Ruofeng's mind was as fast as lightning and he narrowed his eyes slightly. Wei Yunzhou's sword was coming at him with great force, but he did not choose to retreat. Instead, he shook his wrist and used the sword in his hand to meet the attack.

The sword intent was like the wind! For a moment, Xuanyuantai was shrouded in a strong sword intent, and the air seemed to be distorted.

Lan Ruofeng's eyes changed slightly, "You are indeed worthy of my sword, but you are not my opponent yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible sword intent suddenly emanated from Lan Ruofeng's body. This sword intent condensed and did not dissipate, and it actually rushed directly towards Wei Yunzhou, colliding with the sword energy in his body, making a "buzzing" sound.

Wei Yunzhou was immediately blown away, and by the time he steady himself and stood still, he was already vomiting blood.

This scene immediately caused the entire audience to exclaim in surprise. The power of Wei Yunzhou's sword was very strong. I'm afraid that all the masters present were not sure they could withstand this sword and remain unscathed.

But Guan Lan Ruofeng remained calm, standing with the sword in hand, as if the sword had no effect on him at all.

Lan Ruofeng spoke slowly, "Your sword skills are considered top-notch among young people. But in front of me, you are not good enough."

Wei Yunzhou calmed down his internal energy and said, "Ruofeng's swordsmanship is well-deserved."

"Young man, do you still want to compete?" Lan Ruofeng asked.

"Of course." Wei Yunzhou said.

Lan Ruofeng said meaningfully: "It seems that you still haven't taken my words seriously."

"It's no use talking more."

"What a pity." A hint of murderous intent flashed across Lan Ruofeng's eyes, and his sword intent became as cold as the wind.

Wei Yunzhou felt the murderous aura, but still refused to retreat. He brushed the Soul-Breaking Sword with his left hand, and once again gathered the Seven Killing Sword Intentions. He rushed over in one step, and the sword in his hand stabbed towards Lan Ruofeng with a whistling sound, and the sword tip carried an unparalleled sharp sword aura.

"The rage of a trapped beast." Lan Ruofeng sneered. He swung the sword in his right hand, leaped up, and faced the sword again.

The two swords were confronting fiercely in the air, with a chilly murderous aura and biting cold wind. Lan Ruofeng's sword intent was like a cold winter wind swirling around them.

Wei Yunzhou was struck in the lungs by this powerful sword intent, and he spat out blood again. However, his Seven Killing Sword Intent became more domineering and cold, which allowed him to hold on for a while.

However, Lan Ruofeng had already begun to kill him, and he showed no mercy. His sword intent instantly turned into a violent storm, all of which attacked Wei Yunzhou.

Wei Yunzhou changed his sword moves and tried to block. The friction between the two swords made a harsh sound, but he was also knocked away fiercely. His body hit the pillars around Xuanyuan Terrace and fell to the ground.

"Brother Wei!" Mo Ruilin could no longer maintain his calm and worried expression.

Wei Yunzhou supported his body with his sword and knelt on one knee on the ground. When he heard the sound, he just stretched out his hand to stop it and signaled him not to care.

At this time, Wei Yunzhou's clothes had been cut into countless pieces. Although the wounds on his body could not be seen, the place where he had hit the pillar and his hands that were supporting the ground were constantly bleeding.

In that attack just now, every gust of wind was like a sharp blade, invisible and intangible, but capable of taking a person's life in an instant.

"The winner has been decided." Mo Ruilin said, "You two can stop now."

Lan Ruofeng only said: "I still have one sword, do you still want to take it?"

Wei Yunzhou clenched the Broken Soul tightly, without any other expression, and said: "Senior, you can take action."

"Is it worth it?" Lan Ruofeng sighed.

"Maybe it's not worth it in your opinion."

Lan Ruofeng concentrated his sword intent again, and aimed his killing intent at Wei Yunzhou. He flew away regardless of the attempts of Prince Xiyue and Mo Ruilin to stop him, with the sword blade pointed directly at Wei Yunzhou.