Chapter 312 Are you Senior Lin Yelin?
In Canglan County, the atmosphere was suppressed to the extreme.
When Ke Lai was at the restaurant, Qi Yuzhang and others looked up at the sky with burning eyes.
Martial Saint, this is the realm they are pursuing.
In the eyes of other warriors, they are already the chosen ones of heaven, favored by heaven for their martial arts talent. However, only they themselves know that even if they are on the list of geniuses, it does not mean that they can become martial saints.
Unless there is an era when martial arts geniuses explode, on average there will be one Martial Saint among the members of the Tianjiao List every two years.
Being on the list of geniuses means that they have the potential to become martial saints.
But potential is just potential after all. To become a martial saint, you cannot rely solely on potential. Opportunity is also very important, and the opportunity in front of you is an opportunity.
Even though there are Martial Saints in their sect, they cannot always see the Martial Saints. It is already very good to be able to receive guidance once.
To the powerful Martial Saints, their so-called geniuses mean nothing.
In the entire list of geniuses, only the top three can get the attention of the Martial Saint of their sect.
This time, the battle between the Martial Saint of Tianjian Sect and the Snow Swordsman is an opportunity for them. Being able to watch the battle between Martial Saint-level warriors will definitely bring them great benefits in their martial arts.
If you can gain some insights from this, it will be a great opportunity.
In fact, this is also the reason why so many warriors are rushing into Canglan County. After all, not every warrior likes to watch the excitement, and if one is accidentally affected by the contest between the martial saints, he may die without knowing how.
"Brother Su, let's retreat first."
On the street, Su Xuan's companions helped Su Xuan into the restaurant. The disciples of Tianjian Sect stared at Su Xuan eagerly, but finally did not take any action .
Now the fight between the younger generations is meaningless, the real battle is above.
Thousands of swords fell from the sky, and these swords condensed into a sword formation above Canglan County. Each sword exuded a murderous aura, which made the warriors below feel palpitations.
"Each of these swords can easily kill a warrior at the Jingzhe realm. This is the gap between a Martial Saint and Jingzhe."
An old man below had a bitter look on his face, and someone at the scene who recognized the old man couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Zhang Feixia was already a powerful person who had reached the Great Perfection of the Jingzhe Realm thirty years ago. He has been missing for all these years. I didn't expect that he would come to Canglan County this time."
In fact, when the Martial Saint was in seclusion, the Half-Saint was already considered the top combat force and would not take action easily. Those walking around in the major states were all at the Great Perfection of the Jingzhe Realm, and Zhang Feixia was considered a relatively famous strong man in the entire martial arts world.
What such a powerful person said could not be false.
The gap is really too big.
Thousands of swords were suspended in the air, and the next moment they formed a circle, and in the center of the sword formation, a figure appeared.
The figure was surrounded by a sword formation and his face could not be seen clearly, but everyone below knew that this person was the Martial Saint of the Tianjian Sect.
Only the Martial Saint of Tianjian Sect could appear with such momentum.
Thousands of swords accompany!
"Jing Yu, come out and die!"
In the sword formation, a cold voice exploded in the sky, and the next moment, hundreds of long swords whistled and flew towards somewhere in the city.
"Tianno!"
There was a response from inside the city, and the next moment, everyone saw snowflakes appearing in the air, and the hundreds of long swords flying towards the city trembled in the air for a few times, and finally dissipated in mid-air.
"He's here, and the scene from three years ago has reappeared."
Seeing the snowflakes falling all over the sky, the warriors of Nanjiangzhou became excited. It was the same scene three years ago, with snowflakes all over the sky. That day, the Snow Swordsman killed three Half-Step Martial Saints.
The scene of that day became a scene that many warriors in Nanjiangzhou would recall with great excitement.
When the martial arts of Nanjiang Province fell into darkness, the Snow Swordsman was like a ray of light, dispelling the darkness, illuminating Nanjiang Province, and buying them three years of development.
"Brother Su, it's Senior Snow Swordsman."
In the restaurant, Su Xuan, who had just been helped up by his friend, was leaning against the window. He listened to his friend's words and looked excitedly at the figure who was walking out of the city into the air.
Senior Snow Swordsman!
The senior he admired most.
With Senior Snow Swordsman's strength, no matter how the martial arts sects in other states suppress the warriors of Nanjiang Province, they will never dare to disrespect him. Moreover, Senior Snow Swordsman does not have any sect himself, so there is no need for him to stand up for the various martial arts sects in Nanjiang Province.
Senior Snow Swordsman did all this for the sake of the warriors of Nanjiangzhou, and all the warriors of Nanjiangzhou must owe Snow Swordsman a favor.
"Brother Su, do you think Senior Snow Swordsman can be a match for the Martial Saint of the Heavenly Sword Sect?"
"Senior Snow Swordsman will definitely be able to defeat the opponent."
Su Xuan answered without hesitation, not only because he admired Senior Snow Swordsman, but also because he believed that Snow Swordsman had such strength.
Above the sky, Jing Yu stepped on the snowflakes and walked up to the sky step by step from the snowflakes.
"Snow, fall!"
There was no conversation between the two of them. As Jing Yu's voice fell, the snowflakes in the sky suddenly swirled and strangled the long sword in the sword formation.
Strangling!
These were the words that came to mind of all the people watching the battle below when they saw this scene. The snowflakes fell in flakes, and the long sword floating in the air kept piercing these snowflakes.
This is a two-way stranglehold.
None of the warriors present had expected that this battle would be so swift, without even the slightest sign. Originally, in their imagination, a battle at the Martial Saint level should have been brewing for a long time before it began.
And now, in the sky, snowflakes were pierced by sword energy, and the long sword was stuck by the continuously emerging snowflakes and then dissipated.
Many veteran and famous warriors on the street saw this scene and sighed quietly. These two people were really angry from the beginning. This was a pure comparison of the strength of both parties, without any tricks.
"Could it be that the Snow Swordsman is also a Martial Saint?"
"Take away your difficulty. The Snow Swordsman is a Martial Saint. If he is not a Martial Saint, do you think you can last so long with this person from the Heavenly Sword Sect? Even a Half-Step Martial Saint cannot withstand a move from a Martial Saint."
"Only a Martial Saint can withstand the attack of a Martial Saint."
"That's not right. If Snow Swordsman became a Martial Saint, why didn't he have a Martial Saint vision? Every time a warrior is promoted to a Martial Saint, a vision of heaven and earth will appear."
"You ask me, who should I ask? I only know that Snow Swordsman is definitely a Martial Saint. As for the rest, I know nothing."
The young man who asked the question curled his lips, having no idea that you are still here acting like a know-it-all, and it seems that you are taking advantage of your seniority.
"Brother Su, Senior Snow Swordsman is a Martial Saint!"
"No wonder Snow Swordsman didn't take Tianjian Sect seriously. Tianjian Sect has a Martial Saint, and Senior Snow Swordsman is also a Martial Saint. It's not certain who is afraid of whom."
"The Tianjian Sect must be afraid of Senior Snow Swordsman. Senior Snow Swordsman is all alone, and the Tianjian Sect is a big and powerful sect. If they offend a Martial Saint, other than this Martial Saint, the other disciples of the Tianjian Sect would probably not dare to leave the sect."
"Nonsense, Senior Snow Swordsman is a martial saint, how could he do something to deal with a junior, Brother Su, am I right?"
Su Xuan listened to his companions and nodded, saying, "Senior Snow Swordsman is upright in his actions. Otherwise, he would not have only attacked the three Half-Step Martial Saints, but would have killed all the disciples from the three sects who came to Nanjiangzhou."
“Even if the Martial Saint of the Heavenly Sword Sect is targeting Senior Snow Swordsman this time, I believe that Senior Snow Swordsman will not deal with the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect.”
"madness!"
As soon as Su Xuan finished speaking, he was scolded by a voice, which made Su Xuan look towards the door of the box. His companion also stood up at the same time, glaring at the young man who appeared at the door.
At the door, stood a handsome and graceful young man, who was Su Xuan who had just scolded.
"Who are you and what right do you have to say that about Brother Xuan!"
"Nanjiangzhou's martial arts are weak, and they finally produced a martial saint. But this martial saint still has to maintain the identity of a strong man. If this is the case, any martial saint from other states can contain the other party. If we really want to make other states' martial arts sects dare not covet Nanjiangzhou, there is only one way, and that is to put down our face."
"The top martial arts sects in each state are not afraid of martial saints, because they have their own sects. However, if there is a martial saint who has no worries and is willing to lose face, then that is what the martial arts sects in each state are afraid of."
"This is the only advantage of Nanjiangzhou's martial arts right now, and you think you should give up this advantage. Isn't that stupid?"
Faced with the words of this handsome young man, Su Xuan opened his mouth, wanting to refute but couldn't seem to find any good reason.
"Are you saying that this will bring shame to the Snow Swordsman you mentioned?"
Su Xuan was silent because the person in front of him hit the nail on the head about what he was thinking.
"If you are afraid of losing face, then what is the difference between killing three half-step martial saints and killing ordinary disciples? Isn't it still bullying the weak?"
"Imagine why the Snow Swordsman would rather lose face than do this. If it's for you guys, then I really don't think it's worth it for him."
Su Xuan and his companions were scolded in front of them, but no one was angry. Instead, they looked thoughtful. Especially Su Xuan. Looking back on what he had done in the past few years, he felt guilty.
Just as the man in front of him said, because of Senior Snow Swordsman, warriors from other states did not dare to act recklessly in Nanjiang Province in the past three years. However, whenever he encountered conflicts between warriors from his own state and warriors from other states in the past three years, he handled them from a fair perspective, and sometimes even gave in a little to the warriors from other states.
He thought that this would help warriors from other states have a better impression of them, the warriors from Nanjiang State, and make them look up to them. But now he thinks about how stupid his behavior was.
The warriors from other states treated the warriors from Nanjiang Prefecture equally, not because he was fair, nor because the image of the warriors from Nanjiang Prefecture was so good, but because of the deterrent effect brought by the fact that Senior Snow Swordsman humbled himself and killed three Half-Step Martial Saints.
“It’s about to end.”
Just when Su Xuan was falling into self-blame, a sudden word from the young man in front of him pulled him back from his thoughts. Following the other's line of sight, he looked at the air outside the window.
In the sky above Canglan County, snowflakes and long swords were still fighting. The sword formation of Wu Shengzhao from Tianjian Sect was still surrounded by hundreds of long swords, and the snowflakes were still falling. He couldn't tell where it would end.
Just when Su Xuan was puzzled, the battle in the air changed. The snowflakes that were originally floating down suddenly fell as fast as a rainstorm.
The snowflakes were as big as beans, and they made a clanging sound when they fell on the long sword.
In just a few breaths, hundreds of long swords were defeated by the snowflakes.
The sword formation dissipated, revealing the figure of the Martial Saint of Tianjian Sect.
A ray of pure white light shot out from Jing Yu's hand, and almost at the moment when the figure of the Martial Saint of Tianjian Sect appeared, the white light appeared in front of him.
Bang!
The Martial Saint of Tianjian Sect staggered a few times in the air and began to fall, but the next moment, a long sword appeared under his feet.
Seeing that the other party was about to stabilize his body, Jing Yu stepped forward, his figure disappeared on the spot, and the next moment he appeared in front of the Martial Saint of Tianjianmen.
The sword shines.
The dazzling light made all the warriors in the city close their eyes involuntarily. When they opened their eyes again, there was only Jing Yu's figure in the air, and the figure of the Martial Saint of Tianjian Sect had disappeared.
Where did you go?
Where did the Martial Saint from Tianjian Sect go?
This is the current doubt of all warriors who do not belong to Nanjiangzhou and Anzhou.
Did the Martial Saint of Tianjian Sect lose?
Is this what the warriors of Nanjiangzhou are thinking at this moment?
In the private room, Su Xuan and others looked back and forth on the streets and even in the air, trying to find the figure of the Martial Saint of Tianjian Sect.
"The Martial Saint of Tianjian Sect was defeated?"
In the next box, Qi Yuzhang and others had looks of disbelief on their faces.
"Probably... probably not."
It's not that they don't want to believe it, but this fact is too shocking. The Martial Saint of Tianjian Sect took action personally. The elders of the sect had predicted it before they came. It is very likely that the Snow Swordsman was just one step away from becoming a Martial Saint. To put it another way, even if the Snow Swordsman had become a Martial Saint, he would not be a match for the Martial Saint of Tianjian Sect.
After all, it has been thirty years since the Martial Saint of Tianjian Sect entered the realm of Martial Saint. Even if the Snow Swordsman has entered the realm of Martial Saint, it may not be long. The best result is that the Martial Saint of Tianjian Sect has a slight advantage, and the two sides end up in a draw.
But the current situation overturned the inference of the elders in the sect. Not only did the Martial Saint of Tianjian Sect fail to gain the upper hand, but now the Martial Saint of Tianjian Sect is nowhere to be seen.
In mid-air, Jing Yu's expression did not change because of the disappearance of the Tianjian Sect's Martial Saint. He looked forward calmly: "Since you are here, why not show up."
Jing Yu's words made the warriors present look confused, while some warriors with quick reactions thought of something and became excited.
"As expected of a Snow Swordsman, he follows the ultimate sword path."
"Three years ago, when a heavy snow fell all over Nanjiangzhou, no one would have thought that it was a vision of your sanctification. You concealed it very well, and everyone was fooled by you."
A figure appeared in the air ahead.
Just his aura was enough to let the warriors present know that this was a martial saint.
After hearing what one of them said, the warriors present suddenly realized that it was not that the Snow Swordsman became a Martial Saint without any visions, but that the Snow Swordsman became a Martial Saint on the day he killed the Half-Step Martial Saint.
The heavy snow that covered the entire Nanjiang Prefecture was an anomaly, but no one thought about it in that direction.
After this Martial Saint appeared, the figure of the Martial Saint of Tianjian Sect appeared again, but this time the figure of this Martial Saint of Tianjian Sect was a little embarrassed. There was a sword wound on his left shoulder, revealing the white bones inside.
The Martial Saint of Tianjian Sect was defeated!
This scene should have been an exciting scene for the warriors of Nanjiangzhou, but at this moment the warriors of Nanjiangzhou could not get excited.
Because another Martial Saint appeared.
When this Martial Saint stood together with the Martial Saint of Tianjian Sect, his identity was easy to confirm. He was a Martial Saint from two martial arts sects, Huizhou and Jinzhou.
The arrival of a new Martial Saint did not excite the warriors of Nanjiang Prefecture.
In the box, Su Xuan and other young warriors clenched their fists. Of the two Martial Saints on the other side, Senior Snow Swordsman was undoubtedly a Martial Saint now, but Senior Snow Swordsman had only been a saint for three years. It was already a miracle that he could defeat the Martial Saint of Tianjian Sect. There was no way he could be their opponent now facing the two Martial Saints.
"These two wouldn't be so shameless as to besiege Senior Snow Swordsman, right?" a man asked uncertainly.
"Not necessarily." Su Xuan shook his head. When he said this, he glanced at the young man who walked in from the door. Without his previous words, he might have thought that as a Martial Saint, he would definitely not attack.
But he doesn't think so now. For a martial saint, face may be very important sometimes, but may not be taken seriously at other times.
Whether it is light or heavy depends on whether it is beneficial to you.
"Yes, you are not hopeless. These two old guys are obviously planning to attack in groups."
Su Xuan's mouth twitched as he listened to the young man's words. This man looked only a few years older than him, and it was ok for him to call him "kid", but he actually called the Martial Saint "old thing".
Although he also felt that these were two "old things", he couldn't say it out loud, because after all, these two people were martial saints.
But if these two people really dared to besiege Senior Snow Swordsman, he would have the nerve to curse them.
"Jing Yu, you killed my disciple. This time I am here to avenge my disciple."
The new Martial Saint spoke, and as soon as he said this, Su Xuan's face changed immediately. This was just an excuse for the siege.
"No need to find excuses, just come together."
Jing Yu held a long sword in his hand, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the two of them.
"How arrogant! Even if you are the best swordsman, the sword is not the most respected martial art in this world."
The martial saint from Huizhou had a long spear in his hand, and he swung it, attacking Jing Yu with earth-shaking force. At the same time, the martial saint from Tianjianmen also had a jade sword in his hand, and he joined in without saying a word.
The three of them started fighting directly in mid-air.
The warriors below were in an uproar. Three martial saints were fighting each other, and it was two against one. This was a scene that the warriors present had never imagined before they arrived.
The warriors of Nanjiangzhou looked aggrieved. This was so unfair.
The warriors from other states also had strange expressions on their faces. No one was talking or chatting at the scene, and it fell silent for a moment.
The three Martial Saints were fighting at close range, and the warriors below could not see clearly at all. But within ten breaths, a figure flew down. When they could see the figure clearly, there was a cry of surprise at the scene, and many people sighed slightly.
People all hope for miracles and desire miracles.
But miracles are miracles because they are difficult to come true.
Looking at Jing Yu falling, although Jing Yu rushed into the battlefield again the next moment, the warriors present, especially those from Nanjiangzhou, all showed expressions of despair on their faces.
One against two, how could Senior Snow Swordsman be the opponent? This is an unfair duel.
Thirty breaths later, Jing Yu's figure fell from the sky again, but halfway through the fall, snowflakes appeared under his feet and carried him back to the battlefield.
"The Snow Swordsman is about to lose. The two opponents are showing no mercy. The Snow Swordsman can't hold on for much longer. You can tell by looking at the snowflakes."
When an old man spoke, everyone present was surprised to find that the snowflakes that were originally falling densely had become sparse.
"Senior Snow Swordsman shouldn't continue. He should leave. If he wants to leave, these two people will definitely not be able to stop him."
In the box, Su Xuan looked anxious. He hoped that Senior Snow Swordsman would leave now.
"There's no way these two old guys will let him go." The words of the young man opposite made Su Xuan confused. Senior Snow Swordsman is leaving, can these two people keep him?
"He won't leave. If he leaves, Shen Yun Sect and many other Nanjiangzhou martial arts will be slaughtered. These two old guys have calculated this."
"Who are you?"
Su Xuan looked at the young man in front of him with a wary look on his face. There was no fear of the Martial Saint in the other party's words, and he seemed to be very familiar with Senior Snow Swordsman.
"As for me...Lin Ye."
"Lin Ye?"
Su Xuan felt like he had heard this name somewhere before, but his companions beside him exclaimed, "Are you Senior Lin Yelin?"
