Nangong Yue waved the sword in her hand, and from bottom to top, he picked up the sword that the two of them had attacked each other.

"Stop it all, and I agreed that it was just a discussion between the brothers and brothers, and click until it's time.

Gu Shun won this competition, Nangong Ling, you lost a lot in terms of sword techniques, sword moves and tactics.

That's how you set an example for your junior brother. I immediately practiced two thousand snatches and two-hour horse stances, and went back to reflect on what you were wrong."

Nangong Ling defended unconvincedly: "Master, I didn't lose. My disciple is obviously about to win. I can defeat this kid just by just one sword."

"It's only one sword left. You first look at the wounds on your body. If Gu Shun hadn't shown mercy and hit you with his sword instead of a blade, you would have been lying on the ground and unable to get up now.

Although your junior brother is younger than you, he is not arrogant or impatient. He is much more steadily in both sword moves and behavior. If you have nothing to do, you will learn more from your junior brother. At least in the sword path, you are not as good as him."

"You just didn't get into the special state of unity of human and swords. You didn't want to take the opportunity to understand the swordsmanship more. You are still incompetent and furious and vain.

Even if you win this victory, what's the use? If you win, you won't win or lose, you won't admit it.

From the beginning of this competition, you were already at a disadvantage." Nangong Yue said without hesitation.

Hearing his master's words, Nangong Ling felt even more aggrieved and hated, and his murderous intent was revealed in his eyes.

‘It’s all that boy, I must kill him, kill him!’

He stabbed out with a sudden sword and used the most bizarre and difficult-to-defend move in Nangong's sword technique, Liuyun Eighteen Kills.

In a blink of an eye, his sword appeared in front of Gu Shun.

From the moment Nangong Yue discovered that Nangong Ling suddenly attacked, to the time when she responded from the sword, she almost instantly.

But during this period, Nangong Ling had already skipped past her, and the sword in her hand turned into eighteen phantoms, and stabbed towards Gu Shun together.

Liuyun Eighteen Killings is a sword technique that is prohibited from being used in disciple competitions. Every year, disciples of the Nangong family are injured and even die due to this move.

The biggest feature of this move is that it is as fast as a cloud and as wide as eighteen sword shadows, which are attacking you at the same time in a very short time, making you overwhelmed and overwhelmed.

The principle is actually similar to that of hundreds of sons and thousands of grandchildren. They all use numerous clones to deceive the enemy's eyes. The real sword move is hidden in these eighteen phantoms, making you unable to defend against.

Of course, compared to the fact that hundreds of sons and thousands of grandsons can have complete clones, Liuyun Eighteen Killings can only create sword shadows, but in battle, this is also fatal enough.

This move is especially suitable for the ultimate move of sneak attacks and desperate battles, and can catch the opponent off guard.

Because this move is too dangerous, it is absolutely forbidden to use this move in daily competitions. Only when the disciples become adults and enter the world will they be taught this move, Liuyun Eighteen Killings, as a means to save their lives.

Now, Nangong Ling actually used this move and headed towards Gu Shun, which made Nangong Yue's face change drastically, and she immediately slashed her sword.

But Nangong Yue's sword was one step slower after all. Her sword wiped the phantoms of the two swords and cut into the air without stopping the real sword.

Nangong Yue said in a shocked manner: "Stop it."

But it was too late, and Nangong Ling's sword had already been cut down.

Just as Nangong Yue's eyes were about to burst and his voice was roaring.

A flash of rainbow light.

When——, accompanied by a dull sword strike.

The sword in Nangong Ling's hand suddenly flew out of his hand and slammed heavily on the ground.

He stood there in a daze, his eyes full of shock and horror.

At the critical moment just now, Gu Shun calmly released his sword intent. He is a man who has practiced over a hundred sons and grandchildren, and he is naturally more proficient in how to deal with clones than anyone else.

He turned the sword covering the sword intent twice, and used the rapid rotation of the sword body to form a shield to block Nangong Ling's sword moves.

After all, no matter how many clones there are in the sword, no matter how complicated the tricks are, they are all false moves. The only thing that really attacks is only a sword.

Therefore, Gu Shun does not need to block all the swords, but only needs to use the sword's range to rotate to block most of the phantom's attack paths.

When the real sword sees that the original attack path is blocked, it will inevitably change the path and reveal flaws. This is Gu Shun's opportunity.

Sure enough, Nangong Ling was eager to win, and immediately waved his sword to stab him from his side. The original phantom also moved toward him immediately, but what he could not have imagined was that Gu Shun's eyes quickly locked the first sword that changed direction.

Just as his sword stabbed over, the sword in Gu Shun's hand stagnated instantly, and then he raised it upwards. As the two sword intents collided violently, Nangong Ling felt a powerful force as surging as the sea, turning into a huge wave and attacking him.

His sword intent was torn and the sword in his hand was picked out.

The two phantoms formed by the release of strength on the two people's heads have also decided the outcome.

Gu Shun's giant tiger trampled Nangong Ling's eagle under his feet. The once majestic and arrogant eagle had its wings broken and trampled ruthlessly. Also trampled by Nangong Ling's pride and arrogance were also trampled.

Nangong Ling stood there at a loss, completely disappointed. The collision of the sword intent just now made him feel the vast and terrifying force in Gu Shun's body, which was a height he could never reach.

Now that he recalled the big words he made, his dignity was trampled under his feet and he lost completely.

Seeing his confused appearance, Gu Shun immediately picked up the sword and pounded it hard on his chest, knocking him to the ground.

Nangong Yue hurried forward and took care of her, "Gu Shun, you are not injured, are you?"

"No, this level of attack can't do anything to me."

Nangong Yue then breathed a sigh of relief, turned to look at Nangong Ling who was lying on the ground and staring blankly, and said furiously: "You guy just wanted to kill your junior brother, right? I didn't expect you to be such a narrow and sinister person.

Today, if you can kill your opponent by any means in order to win, will you kill the whole world tomorrow?

Your swordsmanship was wrong from the beginning. Nangong Yun, the first leader of the Nangong family, founded the Nangong swordsmanship. It was not to be competitive and to be able to give up everything in pursuit of victory.

You are not qualified to continue practicing the Nangong sword technique. After you understand the true meaning of swordsmanship, you can continue practicing."

Nangong Ling lay helplessly on the ground, covering his eyes with his arms, and burst into tears.

The endless pressure that had been accumulated for a long time was completely released like broken strings.

He let the cold rain hit his face and sobbed, "Master, I just want you to be proud of me. Only by winning all the time can you live without shame. I hope others know that your disciple is worthy of the title of the head of the Nangong family."

"It is a good thing to win, but this is not the reason for you to commit such a traitor as a traitor in the murder of your junior brother. When your heart is distorted by the outcome, your swordsmanship will no longer be pure.

The Supreme Being Forgetful Love is to let you transcend the world, not be troubled by love, and be companion with the sword, not to let you do whatever you want to win.

The reason why a swordsman is a swordsman is because he has a courage to explore and a spirit of courage to face loneliness. The sword is not only for himself, but also for the people of the world.

When a sword is purely reduced to a murderous weapon, what is the point of learning a sword? What can the sword do and other weapons do.

Winning and losing are not the whole of swordsmanship. A swordsman can be defeated countless times, and those who cannot afford to lose are destined to be unable to win.”

As he said that, Nangong Yue took Nangong Ling's sword in his hand, "I confiscated your sword first. Now you are not qualified to hold the sword, and you are not qualified to practice Nangong sword technique. After you realize your mistakes and know the true meaning of swordsmanship, you should recognize me as your master."

Nangong Yue's punishment is harsh, and it directly cut off the relationship between the two master and apprentice.

Nangong Ling climbed up from the ground and ran out of the training ground with his head down. He didn't want others to see him in such a mess.
Chapter completed!