The Red Blood Knife shattered?
Absolutely impossible!
That was the instinctive thought that rose in the minds of many powerful ones. They knew the endurance of such a top-tier Divine Weapon like the Red Blood Knife, truly created and nurtured through a thousand strikes and tempering. Even another top-tier Divine Weapon of the same level would not easily destroy it.
If Pei Xuanjing could only destroy the Red Blood Knife with his Avatar, it would be an impossible task. If such were the case, there would be no need for any further comparison.
"That's not the real Red Blood Knife, but a reproduction containing its power," the Master of Mystiq Sky said.
The real Red Blood Knife would never be easily damaged, but what the Blood Fiend Ancestor displayed previously was just a copy. The real Red Blood Knife was still within the Blood Fiend Sect.
The Master of Mystiq Sky was very clear about the power of that demonic sword. If it really appeared here, Pei Xuanjing couldn't easily resist it with his physical body, let alone destroy it.
"Shall we continue?"
Pei Xuanjing stood with his hands behind him in the void, his clothing flapping in the wind as he calmly looked at the distant Blood Fiend Ancestor and asked.
"In this round, Old Ancestor loses." The Blood Fiend Ancestor reluctantly glanced at the broken body of the Red Blood Knife in his hand and shook his head.
In that previous round, he had already lost a point. Although he still had the strength to fight again, there was no further meaning to do so.
This Red Blood Knife, although a copy, contained real Saber Intent, and it was capable of launching an attack comparable to the original Red Blood Knife.
But even so, not only it failed to defeat Pei Xuanjing, but it was also split in half by him. This meant he was at a disadvantage in this exchange.
The two were only competing and debating, not fighting to the death. At this point, there was no need to continue fighting. It was pointless.
"In that case, I accept your concession," Pei Xuanjing said indifferently.
Above the boundless sky, the words of the two clearly entered Shenxiao Mountain through the Heavenly Mirror and were heard by every cultivator present.
Silence, absolute silence fell over the entire Shenxiao Mountain, not a sound to be heard.
He lost!
Competing with their avatars, the Blood Fiend Ancestor was inferior to Statesman Pei Xuanjing.
Moreover, the Blood Fiend Ancestor had already used the copy of the Red Blood Knife. Statesman Pei Xuanjing had only demonstrated his Talismanic Skill and power. His mastery of swordsmanship, the Thunder Method, and the power of his Divine Position had yet to be used, evidently indicating the terror of his abilities.
Although many people were clear that the Blood Fiend Ancestor probably did not go all out and had reserved strength, and neither side had given it their all, this fact in itself was quite shocking.
"This old demon has no shame, so despicable," a flash of anger flickered in the eyes of the Master of Mystiq Sky, he was annoyed.
With his discernment, how could he not notice that the Blood Fiend Ancestor had not really done his best. In fact, he had deliberately held back to give up this round, to owe a favor to Pei Xuanjing.
The situation was very clear. Under the circumstances where Pei Xuanjing had secured two victories, his side just needed to win one round to claim victory in this competition.
In such circumstances, the chances of victory for their Sky Wasteland side were slim. Considering Pei Xuanjing's strength, unless all three of them fought to the death, willing to risk destroying their avatars, it would be hard to win three times in a row with the strength Pei Xuanjing had demonstrated.
Therefore, in such a situation, instead of bravely fighting for a slim chance, it would be better to voluntarily give up, show goodwill to Pei Xuanjing, and earn a favor. This was the decision the Blood Fiend Ancestor made after weighing the pros and cons.
Otherwise, with the Blood Fiend Ancestor's ability, even if he had to lose, he wouldn't lose so easily.
"This old thing is so unashamed in earning favors, it puts my sect in a difficult position," the Master of Mystiq Sky was annoyed.
The Blood Fiend Ancestor was the first to take action, decisively conceding. Now, the final result of the two sides had been determined, even if he and the master of the Sword Sect both won the next rounds, it would not have any impact on the final outcome.
Rather, whether or not to engage Pei Xuanjing with full strength in the next battle became a matter of debate.
After all, with the outcome already settled, what good would it do to continue competing with Pei Xuanjing even if we go all out and win?
However, due to the Blood Fiend Ancestor's sudden withdrawal, they found themselves in an awkward position, no matter what they did next.
"So who among you, fellow Daoists, will take the next move?" Pei Xuanjing's voice descended from the boundless sky and clearly reached Shenxiao Mountain.
Hearing Pei Xuanjing's words, the Master of Mystiq Sky understood that this battle was unavoidable. He exchanged a glance with the strongest powerhouse in the Sword Sect: "Mr. Jiuren, please!"
Mr. Jiuren, also known as the strongest of the Sword Sect, the Jiuren Sword Saint.
Upon hearing the Master of Mystiq Sky's request, the Jiuren Sword Saint nodded slightly: "In that case, allow me to experience the divine abilities of the Statesman."
After his voice fell, the Jiuren Sword Saint's figure shifted, and his whole person turned into a sword light shooting straight into the sky, heading towards Pei Xuanjing.
The way of the sword is the only way. For the strong ones of the Sword Sect, ever since the day they saw Pei Xuanjing's swordsmanship, they had been looking forward to competing with him.
Due to the situation and the inappropriate occasion, these Sword Sect experts were forced to suppress their impulses. Now that they had the chance to compete with Pei Xuanjing, how could the Jiuren Sword Saint miss it?
Indeed, just now, had it not been for the pressure from the Blood Fiend Ancestor, he wouldn't have allowed the opportunity to make the first move.
Whoosh!
The sword light flashed, and the figure of the Jiuren Sword Saint appeared not far in front of Pei Xuanjing.
The Jiuren Sword Saint's face was joyful, slightly excited as he said: "Ever since I witnessed the Statesman's mastery of swordsmanship with my own eyes, I have been looking forward to competing with him."
Pei Xuanjing's expression was indifferent, standing with his hands behind his back, saying: "For many years, I have been practicing the sword in isolation, being trapped by limited understanding. Today, I have a chance for a real showdown with Sword Saint."
While talking, Pei Xuanjing dissolved the surrounding thunder, with one hand behind his back, the other slowly hanging down. Endless Primordial Qi instantly flowed through his pale palm, instantly transforming into a Six-Color Sword. The Shenxiao Origin Qi flowed indeterminately on it, with the light of green, red, yellow, white, black, and purple circling, each showing its independence while also reflecting each other.
The power of his sword had received the baptism of chaos and the Energy of Creation when he first set foot in the Longevity World. Now it's power has increased manifold than when it was initially condensed from his Taoist Skill. After continuous tempering in the Longevity World, the power of this Six-Color Sword is not inferior to many top-tier divine weapons. Moreover, it was condensed from the projection of Pei Xuanjing's foundation of Taoist Skill. The power it displayed in Pei Xuanjing's hands was even stronger than many top-tier divine weapons.
Pei Xuanjing held the Six-Color Sword upside down, its cutting edge soaring into the sky. This edge was unveiled without any concealment, as though it could even pierce through Heaven and Earth.
The terrifying aura emitted from the magical sword shocked countless people. The sharp sword aura surrounded it, the sword light swaying uncertainly, rending countless spaces apart.
Seeing the illusory and life-like sword light, other people would likely shy away in fear. However, in the eyes of Jiuren Sword Saint, it seemed as though he saw some diluted treasure, and his smile deepened.
"I wasn't wrong indeed, the national teacher is a natural sword cultivator." Jiuren Sword Saint praised vocally, lamenting: "It's a pity, if the national teacher was born in my Sword Sect, another invincible sword cultivator would surely emerge in my Sword Sect's future."
"Your Excellency is too modest." Pei Xuanjing said with a light laugh.
"Hahaha." Jiuren Sword Saint just finished speaking when he shook his head slightly: "I misspoke. With the talent of the national teacher, he will surely become a grandmaster in swordsmanship in the future."
"I have practiced swordsmanship for many years and created my own way of the sword. I request your Excellency to appraise it." Pei Xuanjing spoke slowly.
Facing Sharpened Edge's mighty figure, Pei Xuanjing felt invigorated. He abandoned other methods, choosing instead to compete with his opponent in pure swordsmanship.
After all, the final victory had already been decided, whether he was duelling with Jiuren Sword Saint or Master of Mystiq Sky, irrespective of victory or defeat, it truly didn't matter.
Therefore, under such circumstances, Pei Xuanjing naturally had no more concerns and started to wholeheartedly duel Jiuren Sword Saint in swordsmanship, cross-checking each other, finding the flaws, and filling in the gaps.
"I have been looking forward to this for a long time." Jiuren Sword Saint revealed an expectant look.
Not long ago, when Pei Xuanjing was preaching, he recounted the creation of this swordsmanship by melting hundreds of sword techniques. He also demonstrated it a little bit, which made Jiuren Sword Saint very excited.
But at that time, because he was only demonstrating, the power of this swordsmanship was not fully revealed. Now that he was able to watch the creator Pei Xuanjing perform it personally, he naturally couldn't miss it.
"Good!"
Pei Xuanjing nodded slightly, then slowly raised his sword and moved. His actions were slow, and his sword moves seemed plain and unremarkable, but his momentum kept rising, the Shenxiao Origin Qi permeated all around, cyan, red, yellow, white, black, and purple dyed the whole sky and the sky for thousands of miles was covered by these six colors.
The originally dim sky, the Nine Luminaries sparkled with dazzling light, and then almost everyone could see, these nine stars had a thick starlight falling towards Pei Xuanjing.
This thick starlight enveloped Pei Xuanjing, as if it had become a star robe, adding a touch of mystery and dignity to him. At this moment, Pei Xuanjing looked like the lord of the stars.
"This is the swordsmanship that I created, the first sword · Nine Luminaries. I ask your Excellency for appraisal." The next moment, Pei Xuanjing swung his sword, the Six-Color Sword emitted a violent roar, as the sword was cut down, countless starlight shone, and thunder roared.
The weapons fell all around, with a sword cut out, it seemed as if the Nine Heavens Milky Way was pouring down, rolling down, and the surging Shenxiao Origin Qi triggered countless Heaven and Earth Essence Qi to set off a monstrous surge.
The sword light was chilling, as if the sound of a dragon roaring and a tiger howling echoed throughout the world, and for a moment Heaven and Earth fell silent.
"Good sword art, drawing on the power of the Nine Luminaries, and then making it your own. The national teacher has great talent, I am impressed." Jiuren Sword Saint laughed lightly, but shook his head: "But that's not enough!"
He stood still in the air, his back carrying only one hand, but the other hand was placed in front of him, with his palm up, in a posture of holding up the sky. His five fingers bent slightly and opened, and then nine brilliant sword shadows emerged in them, the sword shadows were flickering and uncertain, moving back and forth.
The next moment, Jiuren Sword Saint swung his hand, the nine sword shadows made a clanging sound, shaking the sky, shattering space and howling out, heading straight for Pei Xuanjing's sword.
Boom!
The sword lights collided, causing Heaven and Earth to shake. Pei Xuanjing's Nine Luminaries Sword Light was instantly broken, and then the sword light charged towards Pei Xuanjing with undiminished momentum.
These sword shadows split from one to two, two to three, three to infinite, and were transformed into countless sword shadows in the blink of an eye, their momentum was amazing, just like a group of birds returning to their nest, or like a sky full of stars, covering the entire sky, creating a murderous atmosphere, it was very terrifying.
Pei Xuanjing smiled coldly at the corners of his mouth and again swung his sword: "Look at the second sword of mine, Eight Extremes!"
Pei Xuanjing swung his sword, making eight consecutive slashes. In an instant, sword aura spread in all directions, yet it didn't dissipate for a long time.
These eight strands of sword qi rose into the sky, occupying the positions of the Eight Directions of Heaven and Earth, and also combined the eight trigrams signs of Qian and Kun, Zhen and Xun, Kan and Li, Gen and Dui.
An eight trigrams sword shadow made of sword aura formed instantaneously in the sky, the eight paths of sword qi supplemented each other, counteracted each other, promoted each other, were endless, and unbroken.
The second sword · Eight Extremes!
Countless Heaven and Earth Essence Qi gathered and poured into the Bagua Sword Diagram, illuminating the positions of the trigrams in the sword diagram. The Bagua Sword Diagram descended from the sky and enveloped these countless sword shadows.
The original second sword Eight Extremes was created by Pei Xuanjing combined with his own magical domain. However, when he stepped into the Eightfold of the Spirit Realm, especially after later opening up the Divine Kingdom and coincidentally opening up the Longevity World, he gained a deeper understanding of this space.
The second sword at this moment was not only the sword magical domain, but also a pure sword space. After enveloping Jiuren Sword Saint's sword shadows, it was not simply suppressing them with power, but absorbing and integrating them.
The sword shadows fluttered around in the Bagua Sword Diagram, moving back and forth, but the eight spaces of the Bagua Sword Diagram complemented each other, mutually grinding away the power of these sword shadows, slowly eroding and absorbing them.
"Sword Space!" Upon seeing this move of Pei Xuanjing, a trace of brightness appeared in the eyes of Jiuren Sword Saint and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Using the eight trigrams as the foundation, integrating swordsmanship, dividing the eight directions, the eight spaces complement each other, forming a space that is purely swordsmanship…"
No doubt, only those who had truly witnessed Pei Xuanjing perform these sword techniques could truly feel something new, which was far from what Pei Xuanjing could demonstrate through preaching.
After absorbing these sword shadows, Pei Xuanjing waved his sleeve to dissipate the sword space, then stepped out, his hearty voice echoed in the sky: "Next is my third sword, Seven Stars!"
The Six-Color Sword cut through the sky, stars twinkling, the Big Dipper in the sky exceptionally shone, seven strands of starlight fell.
The third sword · Seven Stars. With Tianji and Tianxuan as the hilt, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang as the body, the Start of Yang as the blade, and Yaoguang as the edge, leveraging the power of the Big Dipper to defeat the enemy.
The original exceptionally shining Big Dipper shone brightly, illuminating the skies, so much so that it even seemed to attract the Star of Seven Killings in the Southern Dipper, creating an inexplicable attraction with the Star of Greedy Wolf and the Star of Broken Army.
With a sword strike, the magical sword cut through the air, revealing the ultimate sharpness!
The power of the stars is essentially the Heavenly Earthly Force. When Pei Xuanjing swung his sword, it drew on the power of the Big Dipper's Seven Stars. Countless rivers of sword qi roared across the sky, shattering the void.
Although this technique was developed by Pei Xuanjing when he was only at the third or fourth levels of the Spirit Realm, with his current strength, its power was enough to shock the heavens and the earth.
If one were to say that his previous two techniques, although quite exquisite, were nothing more than that in the eyes of the Jiuren Sword Saint.
However, faced with this sword, the Jiuren Sword Saint dared not take it lightly. He slowly closed his eyes, and a divine sword fell into his grasp. When he reopened his eyes, sword intent filled his pupils, as if all the Heaven and Earth Essence Qi around him was severed by this sword intent.
The line of sight of the Jiuren Sword Saint, destroyed everything with terrifying sword intent. He seemed like the supreme ruler of the swordsmanship, surrounded by countless sword qi, and all the swords between heaven and earth seemed to kneel before him.
He swung his sword, the sword light cut through the sky, meeting Pei Xuanjing's sword.
Not only that, as a sword was slashed, the sword light flickered, and another sword was slashed, releasing nine layers of sword light, each stronger than the last.
Boom!
The two terrifying sword lights collided, shattering space and shaking the sky.
His!
On Shenxiao Mountain, many cultivators watching the battle, even though they were watching through the projection of the Heavenly Mirror, were still injured by the terror of the sword intent. Many cultivators were soaked in sweat, as if that terrifying sword was already branded deep in their souls.
"The swordsmanship of these two has reached the limit of mortals, I'm afraid only the legendary Immortal Path Swordsmanship can suppress them." A strong person sighed.
The Ancestor Celestial Master touched the long sword at his waist, and his eyes were shimmering. He was somewhat regretful that he had arbitrarily condensed himself into a body. Otherwise, he could have had the opportunity to fight and debate with these two.
Above the vast sky, the contest between Pei Xuanjing and the Jiuren Sword Saint had not stopped. Both personalities displayed their realizations on the swordsmanship, each verifying what they had learned.
Pei Xuanjing's self-created swordsmanship, the fourth sword, fifth sword, sixth sword, seventh sword, and even the eighth sword, were all displayed.
Similarly, the Jiuren Sword Saint also displayed the many divine sword techniques of his Sword Sect, as well as the Jiu Ren Jian Jing he had developed himself by integrating what he had learned from the Sword Sect.
The two of them were each comprehending the swordsmanship they had learned, constantly checking for errors and making up for deficiencies…
As for the contest between these two, the cultivators on the ground watched with enthusiasm. After all, the sword was the divine weapon most commonly used by cultivators in the Sky Wasteland, so watching the fight between these two swordsmanship experts naturally benefited them a lot.
All sorts of swordsmanship and sword techniques were displayed in their hands. Even the most simple and unadorned sword technique, when performed by these two pinnacle swordsmanship experts, was not to be underestimated.
…
We don't know how long it's been, but the fight between the two finally came to a halt.
This time, the two profited greatly from the fight and had extraordinary epiphanies.
"A tie this time?" Pei Xuanjing asked.
"As the national teacher says," nodded the Jiuren Sword Saint.
The outcome of the fight between the two of them didn't matter anymore. So it didn't matter who won or who lost. A tie was the best outcome.
As soon as Jiuren Sword Saint returned to Shenxiao Mountain, Pei Xuanjing stood in the vast sky waiting.
At this moment, the Master of Mystiq Sky didn't need Pei Xuanjing's invitation. As soon as the Jiuren Sword Saint came back, he knew it was his turn to start.
The Master of Mystiq Sky laughed lightly, took a step, and the next moment, his figure was hundreds of miles high in the sky. In just a few steps, he reached the same height as Pei Xuanjing.
"Master, please!"
"Nation teacher, please!"
The two looked at each other and almost simultaneously opened their mouths.
At this moment, the Master of Mystiq Sky no longer has any scruples. Winning or losing doesn't matter. The chance to fight with a strong man like Pei Xuanjing is rare for him, so he is not willing to miss it.
Boom!
The momentum of the two people erupted, and a big fight was about to burst out.
But at this moment, it was suddenly interrupted by an incoming voice.
"Hahaha, although humans are of the same race, they often kill each other for the sake of interest," a boisterous and hearty voice came out, echoing between heaven and earth. Everyone, whether in the vast sky or on Shenxiao Mountain, could hear it clearly.
Pei Xuanjing, who was about to take action, suddenly turned cold at the sound of this voice, and impatience flashed in his eyes.
His opposite, the Master of Mystiq Sky, reacted in almost the same way, with a hint of killing intent in his eyes.
On Shenxiao Mountain, the many strongest people who were watching the two men's battle, immediately reacted, fight the enemy ground, successively rose into the sky, arriving at the place where Pei Xuanjing and the others were.
Almost at the moment when many of the strongest men arrived, dozens of figures appeared in the distance. The leader was a burly man with golden hair. He had golden hair flowing on his head, and Heavenly Earth Essence Qi flowed and rose around him, filling him with awe-inspiring charisma.
While this big man stood there, his amazing aura seemed to contain a terrifying energy inside him that could shake the heavens as long as he took action.
The ten or so figures beside him were almost the same as him, each radiating an amazing aura that was no less than Pei Xuanjing's avatar.
"Lion Emperor, your Demon Race is constantly fighting amongst yourselves, yet you have the face to mock my human race." The Master of Mystiq Sky said with a scornful sneer.
Seeing the visitor, the Master of Mystiq Sky knew that there would probably be no chance for him and Pei Xuanjing to fight today. After all, whatever problem they had, it was an internal issue of the human race, but the people in front of them were of the Demon Race.
The leader is the Lion Emperor, the strongest among the Demon Race, and the dozens of others accompanying him are also the strongest among the Demon Race, all of them old demons who have reached the Strongest Realm with the Nine Realms of Spirit.
"Old Lion, our human race's strongest people's Dao debates are booming, why are you old demons coming to join in the fun?" Jiuren Sword Saint said with an impatient look.
It's obvious that, given the style of the Sword Sect, they already had a deep dislike for these demons. At this moment, if not for the fact that his real body was not here, and the opponent only appeared as an avatar, slaying the opponent would make no sense, otherwise, the Jiuren Sword Saint would have already taken action.
The many remaining strongest people of the human race also looked at these suddenly appeared strongest demons with unchanging expressions.
Ill-intentioned people are not welcome, and good people never show up. These old demons appearing here now are certainly not harboring any good intentions.
After many years of fighting and killing, the strongest people of the Human Race and the Demon Race have long become familiar with each other. So even though the strongest people of the Human Race looked at them with displeasure, the strongest demons still seemed fearless, still smiling meaningfully, undisturbed.