Kou Zhong half-kneeled on the boat board and supported himself with the moon in the well. It was not that he was unwilling to get up, but that he really couldn't get up in his current state. This was the first time in his life that he felt exhausted.

But he was not at all depressed, because he was able to take Song Que's three swords, which showed that he could take thirty, three hundred swords in the future, and even surpass Song Que in the sword path. This was not because of his arrogant arrogance, but when Song Que faced him, it showed that Song Que was not an unattainable mountain.

Although he was defeated in this battle, Kou Zhong was more confident, and he was a little worried about Li Zhichang. No matter how confident he gained from this battle, Song Que's sword skills were by no means superb to describe. He could feel that Song Que and Li Zhichang were truly the same level. Li Zhichang's current state is not very likely to win against Song Que.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, supporting a moving color for the dark sky. Crossing the courtyard walls, Wen Jiange is right in front of Song Que.

The gentleness and delicate moonlight and the tranquility of the moment are formed in the moving world. No mistake. Li Zhichang's voice came from the attic, neither hurry nor slow, and every word was clear in Song Que's ears. "I don't know what kind of virtue is Li, and I can make Tiandao leave Lingnan for the first time in fifteen years. If I can drink and talk to Brother Song in this moving moonlight, it would be an extremely happy thing, but of course I know that Brother Song doesn't have such thoughts at this moment."

Li Zhichang is as wild and unruly as usual at this moment, but instead shows the modesty and dilution of the great master of Taoism, but it also implies that he is not afraid of the power of Song Quetian's sword. He can be said to be soft and hard, and has extraordinary demeanor.

Song Que had already heard from Li Zhichang's voice that his breath was irregular. This kind of pure judgment based on the mind cannot be done in a meticulous way. Because except for his masters of this level, anyone can hear that Li Zhichang's breath is extremely normal.

He started slowly and went to the attic. The moonlight shone in from the east, shining on Li Zhichang's white clothes as snowy as snow. Occasionally, a breeze blows, raising his clothes. It seems that Li Zhichang wants to fly away at any time. Regardless of appearance, demeanor or knowledge, Song Que has never seen a person who can be compared with Li Zhichang in his life except Shi Zhixuan.

Song Que sat on the wooden chair opposite Li Zhichang at an extremely slow speed and said in surprise: "Brother Dao's mental method is completely selfless. If he had not been injured, Song Que would not know whether he could have the upper hand."

The spiritual pressure that Song Que hit his face was as hard as Li Zhichang's state of mind as "the breeze blows through the hills and the bright moon shines on the river", which was difficult to shake his quiet state of mind. Song Que's words "I don't know if I can gain the upper hand" were the biggest shock to Li Zhichang. It was just because this sentence shows that Song Que's heart is "no victory, no defeat" at this moment. These two thoughts have long been abandoned by him, and at this moment Song Que's people and Song Que's swords are real heavenly swords, and there is nothing else.

If ordinary people are curious, if there is no idea of ​​victory or defeat, then what should we do if we decide the outcome?

This is because Song Que broke through the appearance of things and extended deep physics, and the idea of ​​victory or defeat in his mind is actually a redundant thing for victory or defeat itself.

Li Zhichang said softly: "Brother Song is extremely sensible to the rationality of the sword because of the sword. He put aside the obsession of victory or defeat. This is really an indescribable and wonderful state. Even I can't describe Brother Song's state at this time in words. If I want to put it into reality, I can only guess that Brother Song can probably exert his own limits in every move."

Song Que smiled indifferently and said, "The verbal confrontation is indeed useless to you and me. Brother Dao is not a person who is attached to power. You and I can almost be called invincible in the world. However, with Brother Dao's temperament, it is impossible to be in the position of emperor for a long time. Therefore, Brother Dao's position should not be handed over early and give it to the right person to take responsibility."

Song Que's words bluntly expressed Li Zhichang's temperament, and also showed that his determination to lead the two forces was determined to win. In fact, Song Que was suspected of occupying the nest, but Song Que was not ashamed at all.

Li Zhichang deeply understood that what Song Que said made sense, but fighting for the world is not his own business. If he let go and hand over the stall directly to Song Que, then where will Xu Xingzhi and others be placed?

At the same time, Song Que was the same. After 30 years of training in Lingnan, he was always concerned about the situation in the world and even married his eldest daughter Song Yuhua into Shu. If he simply surrendered to Li Zhichang, how would he explain to the soldiers in the Song family?

Song Zhi couldn't understand this. Compared to Song Que, he was born with a noble family and did not have the experience of traveling around the world when Song Que was young and touching the sufferings of the lower class. Therefore, the people below were not within Song Zhi's consideration. They only wanted to govern the north from the south and restore the glory of the strong Han as soon as possible.

Li Zhichang laughed and said, "Brother Song finally saw the dagger, but someone came to respond to this duel tonight. If he loses, so what if I let Brother Song get what he wants?"

Song Que's eyes passed over Li Zhichang and landed on the courtyard wall behind him. A man in white clothes stood on the wall. In the air, the two of them had invisible eyes and did not give in at all. Li Zhichang consciously flashed aside, giving the two a chance to compete in aura.

Song Que said: "I didn't expect you to invite Ye Gucheng. If he had his help, it would be a big deal for you to get rid of Ning Daoqi."

Ye Gucheng said coldly: "I'm not here to help, but to repay favors. I'm not his friend."

Song Que said: "I really want to know what kind of favor can invite someone like you."

Ye Gucheng sneered: "It's just because I owe him a life, should such a favor be paid back?"

Song Que said lightly: "But I don't want his life, I can't repay his life with my life. How can I repay this favor?"

Ye Gucheng didn't reply anymore, it was not that he was speechless, but that if there were still words that were not spoken out in the sword.

Song Que's height at this time was higher than Ye Gucheng, but Ye Gucheng felt as if at this moment it was not the courtyard wall, but the clouds in the sky, so arrogant and peerless, so high.

An unspeakable smile appeared on the corner of Song Que's mouth, and he slowly grasped the hilt of the thick-backed sword, drew the knife at a constant and uniform speed, but gave people a taste of uncertainty.

Song Que is truly perfect and impeccable at this moment. Only a master like Li Zhichang, who is of the same level, can understand how difficult it is to be able to produce a knife speed as uniform as Song Que.

All things have their own laws. From a macro perspective, the movement of the sun, moon and stars are constant and unchanging. When it comes to the rotation of the earth and the alternation of midnight, you can find a constant and unchanging law.

However, after reaching the point, your understanding of the world will undergo earth-shaking changes, which are not beneficial or harmless for a master.

Just because at this time, you will find that everything is not moving at all times. Even a tough rock has slight stone chips inside it that are chaotic movements, leaving the body of the rock.

The same goes for the human body. No matter how deep meditation you enter, even at the level of Buddha's nirvana, his body and mind will be doing free and scattered movements, but ordinary people cannot see it.

Stillness is relative, but movement is eternal. However, no matter how regular movement is, it will be cut into countless small and different movements under a more subtle worldview. This is physical inertia.

However, with Li Zhichang's eyesight, it was still not enough to find out what changes would happen to Song Que's speed after drawing his sword into countless details. They were exactly the same, and there was no difference at all.

Li Zhichang understood that this did not mean that Song Que had rebelled against the laws of physics, but that he could control the more subtle and real world, thus bringing the Tiandao to the peak of an era.

The universe is so big that it is infinitely wide, but the dust is so small that it is hard to exhaust. Song Que's sword intent is as vast as the way of heaven, and the subtlety of the sword is even more detailed than that of the cook Ding who cuts a cow.

When the knife was completely exposed in the air that day, the actual time had not even a tenth of the fingers passed. A dark cloud floated from the sky, blocking the bright moon. I wonder if this was a coincidence.

When the moonlight was covered by dark clouds, it was the moment when Song Quetian's sword slashed at Ye Gucheng.

When this sword is slashed, there are some magical intentions that sometimes the heaven and earth are in the same force. The upper part is in line with the mind of heaven and the lower part is in response to the body and mind. It is not reflected by the sword path entering the realm of transformation.

The sword shadow and figure that Song Que no longer exists where you see it, and the heart is in the thirty feet of void around you are filled with Song Que's sword energy. The sword energy is like a river of the Yangtze River, continuous. At the same time, dark clouds float away, moonlight sprinkles out, and the moonlight seems to turn into sword energy, which has become part of Song Que's sword.

Without unnecessary movements, the long sword was simply unsheathed, and the heart and the god were not separated from each other. It can be described that the sword and the body were not integrated into one whole.

The moonlight shone on Ye Gucheng, but the sword light did not fall on Ye Gucheng. The moment when the swords and swords had not yet fought, it was also the most thrilling moment.

The pictures between heaven and earth seem to be frozen, and compared to the heaven and earth, life is just a hundred years. Therefore, for the long years of heaven and earth, all the moments may be the same.

But this moment will eventually look different.

The sword is the domineering person, and the sword is the king.

When today's sword debate, Ye Gucheng can undoubtedly call it the strongest.

In terms of swordsmanship, I'm afraid there may not be anyone who has been better than Song Que from ancient times to the present.

The encounter between the two is either destined or coincidental, and the sword and the sword will eventually meet in an instant.

In the dark night, it suddenly shone brightly, spreading everywhere in every corner of the courtyard, without a single omission.

The sword light spread like a dragon, but the sword light mixed with the moonlight, containing the sword light, but it was unable to assimilate the sword light.

The figures of Song Que and Ye Gucheng were in the sword light. In the moonlight, the sound of the clash of pearls and jade falling from the plate resounded throughout Xiangyang City. The sword light disappeared, and the dark clouds once again covered the moonlight. On the dark and quiet night, Song Que and Ye Gucheng stood opposite each other. (To be continued...)

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Chapter 84: Swords meet (please give me monthly votes:
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