Peerless Experts Clash, the Audience Explodes!

Ximen Chuixue wore clothes as white as snow, his gaze calm.

He just stood there quietly before the Emei Golden Summit square, without making any movement.

However, it was extremely natural. His entire body exuded a bone-chilling aura, bringing a powerful sense of oppression that made it hard to breathe.

Cold!

Ruthless!

Lonely!

Like the ice and snow on the distant mountains.

This was also the feeling that Ximen Chuixue brought to PDD, the Emei disciples present, and even all the viewers in the live stream.

There was a type of person who had approached the realm of gods because he had severed his emotions.

There was a type of sword technique that no one could see, because those who were fortunate enough to witness it had already laid to rest beneath three inches of earth.

There was a type of loneliness that could not be described, because it originated from the depths of the soul.

The surrounding disciples had naturally dispersed.

Even Abbess Miejue stood aside at this moment.

In the Emei Golden Summit square, only Dugu Yihe and Ximen Chuixue remained.

At this moment, only they were qualified to stand here.

"Do you use a sword?"

Ximen Chuixue spoke for the first time, his voice cold and clear.

To a highly respected senior of the martial world like Dugu Yihe, this was undoubtedly somewhat disrespectful.

However, Dugu Yihe didn't mind. A calm smile appeared on his wrinkled and stern face.

"I can also use a saber."

He had originally used a saber, and only abandoned the saber for the sword after joining Emei, while integrating the grand and sweeping saber techniques into the elegant and beautiful sword techniques of Emei.

Ximen Chuixue frowned: "Your sword is not pure."

Dugu Yihe remained indifferent: "I was never a swordsman to begin with."

Ximen Chuixue's frown deepened: "It seems I shouldn't have come."

What he wanted to challenge was a true swordsman.

Although Dugu Yihe used a sword, he was not a swordsman.

"But you have come."

Dugu Yihe still wore a faint smile, but his hand had already rested on the hilt of his sword.

His sword was larger than ordinary swords, the blade was particularly long and wide, and the bronze edge was polished bright.

The scabbard was very ancient, with a small bagua inlaid on it, which was the symbol of the Emei Sect Leader's sword.

"Indeed, since I have come, I cannot return empty-handed."

Ximen Chuixue's hand, slightly pale, also held his precious sword, which was still in its scabbard.

This was an ancient black-scabbarded longsword, with a blade length of three feet seven inches and a net weight of seven catties thirteen taels, a sharp weapon of the world.

"A battle?"

"A battle!"

The same words, but with different tones.

A shocking battle had begun.

The two swords left their scabbards almost at the same time.

The scabbards remained in place. In an instant, the blades of the two clashed, sparking brilliant sparks.

The True Qi of both was very abundant. Rising from their blades, two streams of red and white True Essence lingered around their bodies.

"As expected of Ximen Chuixue."

Dugu Yihe's tone was slightly more serious.

Though it was only a brief clash, the young Sword God before him had shown extraordinary strength.

Ximen Chuixue said nothing; he was never a man of many words.

Actions spoke louder than words.

He had struck again.

The sword was like a startled swan! A soaring dragon!

Dugu Yihe's eyes were as sharp as a goshawk's, and the longsword in his hand also slashed out.

What Ximen Chuixue studied was the sword of killing.

Therefore, every sword he thrust out was a lethal strike.

Leaving no retreat for his opponent, and leaving no retreat for himself!

It was either your death or my demise!

Without going all out, one would die!

Even though he was Dugu Yihe.

Dugu Yihe's expression was solemn. The sword technique, which should have been agile and meaningful, was grand and sweeping in his hands.

The longsword slashed straight down, possessing the power to crush dry weeds and smash rotten wood.

The blades constantly clashed, and in an instant, the two had exchanged more than ten moves.

Of all the people present, only Abbess Miejue could barely grasp their movements.

The Sword God of the West, the Saber-Sword Double Killer!

The bone-chilling sword qi whipped up a wild wind, making their clothes flutter.

The longsword pierced through the void, and the person also pierced through the void.

Ximen Chuixue swung his sword, like the Milky Way pouring down, cascading.

Dugu Yihe raised his hand, the longsword slashing diagonally, the sword qi soaring to the sky, like a quiet volcano suddenly erupting.

Ximen Chuixue's sword could not be described in words.

Dugu Yihe's sword also could not be described in words.

The clash of two indescribable swords was an even more indescribable scene.

A cold beam of sword light!

Sword Intent like a saber!

Ximen Chuixue's sword was cold, and he was even colder.

Dugu Yihe's hand was cold, and his heart was also cold.

He was, after all, old. Although his True Qi was abundant, his physical strength was no longer what it was in his prime.

After clashing, although outsiders couldn't see any changes, Dugu Yihe knew clearly that he had slightly fallen into a disadvantage.

Admit defeat?
Impossible!

Dugu Yihe also had his own pride.

"Battle again!"

With a loud shout, Dugu Yihe dispelled the coldness in his heart.

He had practiced the Forty-Nine Styles of the Saber-Sword Double Kill to the peak of perfection.

Every move and style was seamless and constantly changing.

In an instant, he had changed dozens of moves.

But in contrast, Ximen Chuixue's response was much simpler.

Thrust, hack, slash, point... they were all the most basic sword moves.

But when executed by Ximen Chuixue, the speed was incomparable!

Ximen Chuixue's speed could no longer be seen clearly, and the speed at which he swung his sword was even more impossible to discern.

The Sword God's sword was no longer of the mortal realm!

"My god, is this f*cking humanly possible?"

PDD could no longer restrain himself. Initially, he was a bit proud that he could use the Jinding Nine Styles.

But looking at it now, what did that amount to?

Compared to the martial arts shown by these two, the Jinding Nine Styles, which he could barely practice under the Martial Arts Guide mode, was simply too painful to look at.

However, at this moment, PDD was not dejected. On the contrary, his heart was filled with excitement!

If these NPCs could execute such wondrous and beautiful martial arts.

Then as players, they might also be able to learn them in the future!

"Damn, why are there so many people?"

PDD took some time to glance at the live stream channel, only to realize.

The number of viewers had exploded!

This battle between Ximen Chuixue and Dugu Yihe had attracted almost all the viewers of Xiao Duanduan, Streamer Chu, and others to this live stream channel!

And at this moment, the viewers in the live stream were also uncontrollably excited.

Although there was no grand scene of wiping out cities or opening mountains and rivers.

But this kind of wondrous and beautiful struggle, this clash between sword and sword, made people's blood boil even more!