Chapter 66: Fame Spreads Across Purple Mist Peak (Part 1)

  "Be careful!" Yu and Hua shouted in unison, as they simultaneously shielded Duan Qingyun and retreated backwards. The force of the attack was enough to affect them, and the sword's shockwave would definitely cause injury.

  On the other side, Yi Ruoyu also protected Ming Xue'er as she retreated again. Only one side was supported by Lie Feng's Luo Xin Yu and Nie Qingtian, who held a wine jug, did not retreat. A layer of cyan and purple sword energy shields floated on their bodies at the same time, spreading outwards for more than a foot. The residual sword energy hitting the surface only caused a faint ripple.

  Not far away, the disciples who were watching from the windows of the Foreign Affairs Hall were packed tightly, and at this moment, the strong aura of the two swords intersecting made them look shocked. This person had actually withstood the sword aura of Li Huo Fa, a swordsman in the middle of the sky, which was almost as powerful as a newly promoted mid-sky swordsman unleashing a sword move.

  In a corner of the windowsill, several young men wearing cyan martial robes had solemn expressions, staring intently at the battle below. They were inner sect disciples of Luoshan Peak, and the cyan martial robes represented the attire for those who had entered the Sword Intent realm. Originally, they had only come to the Outer Affairs Hall today to receive a task, but unexpectedly, two battles had broken out.

  "Senior brother, it seems that the Dragon and Phoenix List won't be calm for the next half year." One of the young men with a hair knot said to another young man beside him, who had a four-foot wide blade on his back and a pale face without a beard.

  "Yes, after this battle, this young man will be famous in my Purple Mist Sect. I think that by the time the Dragon and Phoenix List comes out next month, his name should be on it. At that time, things might not calm down."

  "But I'm also looking forward to it, such a strong will to fight, it's almost impossible to see, he's a born swordsman." The young man with the large sword on his back revealed a subtle smile, and even his junior disciple could see a clear fighting spirit on his face.

  Returning to the arena, Lu Qing's face was stern, his muscles bulging, as he stared at the scorching red sword energy in front of him. All of his Wind and Thunder Sword Origins burst out, "Break for me!"

  As Lu Qing let out a loud roar, the wind and thunder sword energy on Lian Xin Sword surged again, and everyone only heard a "plop" sound, as if the boiling water bubbles burst. The wind and thunder sword energy on Lian Xin Sword and the fire sword energy that was several feet long shattered at the same time, and a powerful force instantly transmitted from Lian Xin Sword to Lu Qing's entire body.

  As if being forcibly pushed away, Lu Qing's body didn't move, his feet scraping out two inch-deep footprints on the ground as he was pushed back several zhang. His feet came to a stop, and Lu Qing felt a wave of shock in his internal organs, every muscle and bone in his body feeling like it was going to collapse from the pain, his blood and energy churning ceaselessly, but he still gritted his teeth and held on.

  "If not, I won't take out this third sword. See if you still have some blood in your veins. Alright, you just need to go to the Reflecting Cliff and face the wall for a year, and I'll forget about all the previous things." With Lian Jing's keen eyesight, he had already seen Lu Qing's physical condition, and at this moment, he had a pretty good impression of Lu Qing. He paused for a moment before speaking up.

  And as soon as he said this, the other two guardians who were watching from the side exchanged a glance. From each other's eyes, they saw deep surprise. The law enforcement guardian, Li Jingyun, was known for his ruthless iron face, and had never shown mercy to any powerful disciple, not even Luochu, the son of the sect master, who had been punished to guard the mountain path for sneaking into the forbidden area when he was young and ignorant. But today, he actually showed mercy.

  Not bad, with the sudden movement of the fierce wind, and the usual temperament of Li Jing, he would definitely report to Master Feng and be severely punished. It's likely that even if it was light, he would have to stay in Si Gu Ya for two or three years. But now...

  Although they were puzzled in their hearts, Yu and Hua were still overjoyed. Duan Qingyun even hurriedly shouted: "Hurry up and admit defeat, you can't take the last sword, don't worry, I'll go to Siwang Cliff to accompany you later."

  "Ah, fool, hurry back and take the third sword. You won't die but you'll be seriously injured." Ming Xue'er also called out anxiously from the side, but she didn't notice that a hint of desolation flashed in Lie Feng's eyes as he leaned against Luo Xin Yu.

  At this moment, Lu Qing lowered his head, with the Xuan Xin sword leaning against the ground. The fourth layer of the Xuanyi Heart Sutra was rapidly circulating inside his body, continuously absorbing the primordial energy from the heavens and earth into his body to recover the consumed sword yuan. After all, the profound sword technique was the only sword technique in the entire Sword Yuan Realm, and for Lu Qing who had just stepped into the small heavenly rank of the Sword Guest, it was still a considerable burden.

  After taking a dozen or so deep breaths, Lu Qing lifted his head up, but the expression on his face was resolute. A year of facing the wall in Reflection Cliff would completely cut off his chance to enter the Sect's Sword Pool, which was absolutely unacceptable for him who urgently wanted to increase his power.

  At first I gave up when faced with the strength of people like Gong Yangyu, but will I still give up now?

  The battle intent surged on his body, and at this moment, Lu Qing's momentum actually rose again. The martial clothes on his body were stirred by the invisible sword energy, making a rustling sound, which also made Duan Qingyun and others show a look of surprise again.

  Heaven is eternal, and the gentleman should strive for self-improvement without end!

  It seemed that Zhao Qianye understood Lu Qing's expression, and he nodded deeply. At the same time, Nie Qingtian's face also showed a solemn expression, looking at Lu Qing's increasingly powerful aura, the wine jug in his hand had been unintentionally crushed into powder by the swirling sword energy of Xun Feng.

  At this moment, both Yi Ruoyu and Luo Xinyu were infected by the unyielding will to fight emitted by Lu Qing. Never before had Luo Xinyu valued someone so much in his heart. Looking at Lu Qing in front of him, a thought suddenly surged up in his mind: This person can only be befriended, not made an enemy of. If he were to be hated by someone with such determination, and couldn't be eliminated immediately, it would be a huge, even fatal trouble.

  The upper floor of the Foreign Affairs Hall, with the cultivation of many disciples, can also clearly feel the changes in the aura within tens of meters, but at this moment, Lu Qing's tenacity still deeply shocked them. At the same time, the hot blood on their bodies seemed to be ignited and flowed violently inside, surging ceaselessly.

  "Please, Guardian, draw the third sword!" Lu Qing's voice rang out, his eyes revealing an unprecedented determination. At this moment, for Lu Qing, it was no longer just about fighting to escape punishment, but for the unyielding backbone and pride that he had cultivated since childhood, as well as the words of his father, Lu Yun, which seemed to have penetrated deep into his bones and now floated before his eyes.

  My head can be cut off, but the backbone of the Lu family's sons cannot be broken!

  Such a cowardly retreat, self-preservation is an insult to the Lu family's thousand-year bloodline. Moreover, in this world, not everything waits for you to gain power before taking action, time doesn't wait for people!

  "Alright, whether you can take this sword or not, I've already given you your punishment. You young man's unyielding battle spirit, in less than ten years, will surely shine brightly. This is the true heart of a swordsman!" Looking at Lu Qing in front of him, whose aura was rising ceaselessly, Li Jingxuan's eyes flashed with sharp light as he shouted loudly: "Received! Third sword!"

  With a wave of his hand, a phantom appeared before Lu Qing's eyes. The phantom gradually emitted intense flames, and from the fiery blaze, a six-foot-long sword aura slowly extended outward, shaped like a sword. Although the sword body was somewhat illusory, the faint blue flames floating on its surface were burning the air itself. In the empty space, the air burned fiercely, producing a crackling sound like dry branches bursting into flames.

  With a push of both hands, the air sword slowly shot out. This one sword energy was the slowest in speed, but wherever it passed, ripples appeared in the air, and at the tip of the air sword, the air was scorched black. A huge pressure almost descended upon Lu Qing's body the moment Li Jingyun pushed out the air sword.

  In an instant, Lu Qing seemed to have returned to that day, the profound and secluded alley accompanied by the sound of hammering, the fiery sword intent rose, the enormous pressure almost crushed his entire body's muscles and bones. However, unlike the deep-seated oppression that pierced his soul back then, this sword aura brought Lu Qing a purely physical pressure. Back then, Lu Qing was still able to maintain his composure and even broke through his original heart, so how could he be subdued by such might today?

  The sword in his hand burst out with a dazzling purple-blue light, the big sword slowly drew a circle of strange trajectory, the purple-blue wind and thunder sword energy wrapped around, at the tip of the Lianxin sword, a group of purple-blue sword energy balls the size of a human head quickly appeared, strong purple electricity flashed through it, even surrounded by several floating green wind blades hidden in the purple electricity.

  Is this really...

  Zi Xuan Wind and Thunder Sword Fourth Style: Thunderbolt Initial Appearance!

  Zhao Qianye's eyes revealed a hint of incredulity, he deeply knew that as the creator of the legendary swordsmanship, the Purple Cloud Wind and Thunder Sword was extremely difficult to comprehend. Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken until now to grasp the ninth form, and back then, with his years of practicing swordsmanship, it took him a whole year to grasp the fourth form, "Thunderbolt's Initial Appearance". But now, looking at Lu Qing, it was clear that he was executing the fourth form, and yet, Zhao Qianye had only handed over the Purple Cloud Wind and Thunder Sword to Lu Qing three days ago.

  And looking at Lu Qing's momentum, the movement seemed to be somewhat different, as if it was not yet familiar, but the momentum accumulated by the sword tip was stronger than when he first performed in the Lu Mansion courtyard. To know that at that time, he had already broken through to the Tian position among the swordsmen, although at that time only a few sword yuan were used, but it was not comparable to Lu Qing's current state.

  PS: Have you guys had any thoughts after reading this chapter? Whether it's the swordsmen or everyone in reality, no matter what happens, we can't be timid and retreat when faced with difficulties. A true hero must face challenges head-on, bravely climb to the peak, and only then will our lives not be lived in vain.