Chapter 1308 Qianqiu is a god, his body is in the sword world; his body is immortal, his god shines immortally; his heart is the great catastrophe, all evil thoughts are unified!
Mo Cheng climbed very slowly. When he reached a steep place, he didn't even plan to fly or jump over. Instead, he climbed up using his hands and feet, relying on the slope of the cliff.
He is using his hands, his feet, his eyes, his body, and all his senses to observe and sense.
When he appeared at the top of the mountain, he also saw the sword head climbing up.
"Sorry for the wait."
The sword master nodded slightly, "Not bad, about the same amount of time you've been in this place, not long."
"Are you going to use words to save some face for your doomed defeat?" Mo Cheng wanted to bring up the trash talk before the fight. He didn't think he would lose to anyone, even if the opponent was the combined will of many swordsmen. "This is really pitiful. In a scenario of absolute defeat, you can only open champagne in this way at halftime, because you know that in the end it will definitely not be you who opens the champagne."
"Your tongue is still as poisonous as ever, and what's even worse is that you're able to deceive yourself. Do lies make you feel at ease?"
"It seems that you are already preparing yourself mentally. When you lose later, do you imagine that you are just one move short? How do you say that, if you are stuck, you can kill them all?"
There was a sharp verbal confrontation, but the expressions of the two were very calm. At this point, it was difficult for words to shake their mood.
However, both sides hold the view that verbal output is also output, and they are trying to use words to poke at the weaknesses in each other's hearts.
Mo Cheng crossed his arms and sneered, "You have lost so many times in front of me. It's not shameful to fail this time. Accept your failure and let your failure become my happiness, isn't it?"
The sword master immediately retorted, "You are so mean, you don't practice the upper sword but the lower sword. I am always in a disabled state every time we fight, and you are in your prime state. How dare you come out and brag about winning like this?"
"Also, the Love and Concubine Sword Formation I gave you hasn't been overturned at all. I estimate that you have almost assembled the Tiangang Beidou Formation."
Mo Cheng's expression remained calm, not moved at all. "Is that all you have to say?"
The meaning has been expressed very clearly. Continuing to talk will not be able to do anything to the other party, and the powerful minds on the top of the mountain have already complained.
This group of bloodthirsty spectators almost threw water bottles to the top of the mountain, urging them to start fighting.
The sword master slowly pulled out the weapon behind him. It was a very strange weapon, like both a knife and a sword.
There is a sword embedded in the blade, and the word "Destroy" is engraved on the blade.
It is called a sword because it is straight without any bends, and it has a sword as its core inside.
The reason why it is called a knife is that the tip of the sword is missing a corner on the left, making it look more like a knife.
The sword master held the weapon and pointed it at Mo Cheng, "Qianqiu is a god, and his body is in the sword world; immortality is his body, and his god shines immortality; the great catastrophe is his heart, and the devil's thoughts are unified! It can only be completed with the blood of the strong and quenched in the peerless cold pond. Ruthlessness is its name."
It will last forever, and the catastrophe will be merciless.
Mo Cheng also held the Holy Sword in his hand, "The Saint is the heart, the devil is the body, eternal and powerful, the Holy Sword is immortal. Holy Sword, that's its name."
All the words have been said, and the next thing to do is very simple, which is to fight.
Knocking the opponent down and blunting the edge of the sword, this is where Mo Cheng's fun lies.
For the Sword Master, defeating all challengers and standing at the pinnacle of kendo is the meaning of his existence.
The sword master is the leader among swords.
Neither side took the initiative to attack. At this moment, everything was quiet. Even the powerful thoughts of the audience did not make any sound at this time.
Because both of them knew one thing very well, that is, in this battle, no matter who it was, they would only have one chance to make a move.
Victory or defeat depends on just one move, life or death is just a moment.
Victory or defeat can be decided in an instant, as can life or death.
Both of them were waiting, waiting for the opportunity, waiting for the moment to make a move.
It's not that they didn't think about waiting for their opponent's weakness to appear, but both of them knew that this was almost impossible to happen.
Because the other person is just as perfect and has no weaknesses.
The only moment that can determine victory or defeat, life or death, is the moment of attack, the moment of collision, the moment of killing.
Victory, defeat, life or death is also decided in an instant.
Time seemed to have stopped. No, time was indeed stopped at this moment.
Silently, molecules, atoms and even superstring vibrations stopped moving, and all changes were forced to stop at this moment.
Similarly, space is also shrinking. For some unknown reason, the scale of space is shrinking slowly and steadily.
This was not a fight or attack between two people. This was simply a natural situation between two swordsmen who had reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship before launching an attack.
Time and space chaos, material changes, energy decay, cause and effect...
Apart from the two swordsmen, everything was disturbed and all existence was changed.
At this moment, both parties opened their eyes at the same time.
In an instant, the sword intent soared into the sky, and both of them gave up all fancy means and chose the most direct and simplest move.
One sword breaks everything!
Ruthless edge, interrupting time and space, condensing matter, and reversing energy.
The holy sword's energy can determine heaven and earth, cut off cause and effect, and destroy all things.
Extreme sword moves, extreme weapons, and a split-second confrontation also determined the outcome in an instant.
The collision of the two magical weapons emitted an extremely dazzling light. The light was so bright that even those powerful people who were watching as spectators could not help but close their eyes under this light.
But as spectators, how could they be willing to close their eyes and do nothing at the moment of this decisive blow?
Immediately, dozens of powerful thoughts burned themselves, opened their eyes and ignored their own injuries, imprinted the scene in their minds, and spread the picture to other people.
Soon, when the light faded, the outcome of the battle became apparent.
The winner is him?
Sword head?
No, it's him!
Mo Cheng!
Wuqing cut a scar on Mo Cheng's body from his left shoulder to his right abdomen, which was so deep that the bone was visible. Even his heart was broken and was currently being reassembled.
However, the holy sword also pierced the chest of the sword master. The all-destructive golden sword energy did not leave any chance for the enemy and destroyed everything in the sword master's body.
"I won."
Plain and straightforward words announced the ultimate winner of the battle.
The sword master nodded and said, "You won, but it's a pity that I couldn't destroy your heart."
"As expected of you, you are the limit of the way of killing. Even the ruthless cannot completely destroy you."
"Just a little bit, just a little bit."
The swordsman shook his head and ignored Mo Cheng's comfort. Victory is victory, and failure is failure.
