Soul Emperor Martial God-Chapter 1505: Lin Ye’s Sword Dao

Xiao Yi stared directly at Lin Ye, his aura imposing.

Lin Ye narrowed his eyes and nodded, "Alright."

"Even though I know, Brother Xiao, that this is a goading technique, you’ve rated that girl Ding Qiuyue so highly, I’ll make an exception for her this time."

"Now, I’ve said my wager, it’s your turn." Lin Ye smiled.

"If you lose, you will stay inside this Sword Emperor Stele and accompany me in secluded cultivation for a hundred years."

"Hmm?" Xiao Yi instantly frowned.

Lin Ye smiled playfully, "The world thinks I’m a Sword Saint, appearing and disappearing like a dragon, traceless for years."

"In fact, the Lin Family serves as the guardian family of the Sword Emperor Stele, and I, being the most senior and strongest among the Lin Family, have always been inside the Sword Emperor Stele."

"The Sword Emperor Stele opens only once in several decades."

"But, only a few can reach the second layer each time."

"Even reaching the second layer, passing the Ten Thousand Sword Formation is a rarity."

"There might be generations without a single person reaching me."

"A hundred years of solitude, even more, having someone to accompany is not bad at all."

Lin Ye smiled wickedly, staring at Xiao Yi.

"This..." Xiao Yi hesitated for a moment.

Accompanying in secluded cultivation for a hundred years, this is no ordinary bet.

Indeed, this wager was somewhat large.

For Xiao Yi, who had lived only a few years, a hundred years is a very long time.

"Brother Lin, your bet seems rather large..."

Lin Ye interrupted, "I only ask you, dare or not dare."

Lin Ye shouted coldly.

Hearing this, Xiao Yi couldn’t help but smile bitterly.

Just now, he had provoked Lin Ye in this way, not expecting Lin Ye to repay him in kind.

"Alright then." Xiao Yi nodded.

"Good, then it’s settled." Lin Ye smiled.

"If you win, I’ll make an exception for Ding Qiuyue to comprehend the Sword Emperor Stele."

"If you lose, you will stay in this Sword Emperor Stele Space for a hundred years of secluded cultivation."

As the words fell, Lin Ye immediately made his move.

Lin Ye had suppressed his own strength, putting him on the same level as Xiao Yi.

Thus, it was a fair battle between the two, with no consideration for who struck first.

Clang...

The Cold Flame Sword in Xiao Yi’s hand rang with a tremor, sword in hand.

The engagement between the two instantly began.

Their swords collided in an instant, yet they were evenly matched in the brief clash.

The two swords buzzed continuously, the piercing Sword Qi extremely shrill.

The two pairs of equally defiant eyes stared directly at each other at close range.

One pair, defiant and wicked.

One pair, defiant and cold.

Neither yielded.

"Heh heh." Lin Ye laughed sinisterly, "Brother Xiao, rest assured, a hundred years will pass in a snap."

Xiao Yi was unfazed, coldly smiling, "A mere exception, I believe Brother Lin is fully prepared."

Their words were equally sharp and opposing.

Clang...

A clang rang out.

The two sharp swords separated, both retreating several steps.

Clang... clang... clang...

In an instant, centered on the two, Sword Qi crisscrossed, vibrating incessantly.

In mere seconds, they had crossed swords dozens of times.

Purple Lightning, Cold Flame, intertwined fiercely.

Boom...

Suddenly, both gripped their swords with both hands, clashing heavily.

Similarly, both were knocked back.

Xiao Yi was brimming with battle intent.

Lin Ye narrowed his eyes, "It seems, with the same level of strength, to defeat Brother Xiao requires more effort."

"Shang Yue."

Lin Ye’s eyes turned cold, the Purple Lightning in his hand drew an arc in the air.

Xiao Yi frowned, instinctively sensing that this sword was no ordinary move. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Indeed.

As the arc descended, Lin Ye’s figure suddenly vanished from sight.

That speed was several times faster than before.

Xiao Yi’s expression changed, the Cold Flame Sword in his hand drew several sword flowers, shielding in front.

However, the speed of the Purple Lightning far exceeded Xiao Yi’s speed.

Almost simultaneous to Xiao Yi’s sword flower formation, a purple electric gleam struck.

The sword flower shattered in an explosion.

"Brother Xiao, you’ve lost." Lin Ye coldly laughed, the purple electric gleam pointed directly at Xiao Yi’s throat.

Yet, Lin Ye clearly underestimated Xiao Yi’s reaction speed.

Xiao Yi cracked a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, lightly retreating, easily dodging the point of the Purple Lightning.

But, at that moment, Lin Ye’s figure suddenly vanished again.

Whoosh... whoosh...

When he reappeared, he had become two phantoms.

The phantoms attacked simultaneously from both sides; two Purple Lightnings effortlessly blocked all Xiao Yi’s paths of retreat.

"Such exquisite swordsmanship." Xiao Yi’s face revealed shock.

Without waiting for Xiao Yi to marvel, the two Lin Ye ’phantoms’ had already attacked.

Xiao Yi shut his eyes, then opened them suddenly.

Whoosh...

The Cold Flame Sword in his hand suddenly transformed into a Wind of Silence.

Wind, swift to the extreme.

Under such an extremity, it seemed to produce a trace of annihilation aura.

Xiao Yi flashed by, the Cold Flame Sword emerged like a startling arc.

The two phantoms instantly crumbled under Xiao Yi’s Silent Annihilation strike.

"Silent Sky Sword Dao?" Lin Ye’s sword move was broken, yet he showed joy.

"This guy I know, one of the strongest swordmen among the Wind Shattering Hall ancestors."

"Using the Wind Dao, after integrating it into the Sword Dao, he pursued it to the extreme and realized the Silent Sky Sword Dao, his strength became astonishing."

Xiao Yi smiled.

Lin Ye, this Old Monster who has lived for ages, naturally knows many secrets.

"But, merely relying on the Silent Sky Sword Dao, you cannot defeat me." Lin Ye coldly laughed.

Xiao Yi’s face grew solemn.

In truth, battling Lin Ye, he held not a shred of contempt.

Even with Lin Ye suppressing his strength.

For a true powerhouse, they will have many unexpected tactics at hand.

Not to mention Lin Ye, this ’Old Monster’ who has lived for ages, God knows how many fearsome techniques he has.

Take that ’Shang Yue’ just now, its intricacy nearly surpasses ninety-nine percent of the sword skills Xiao Yi has encountered.

So, although Lin Ye suppressed his strength to the Martial Arts Great Power Level, the actual explosive force was far beyond this level.

Xiao Yi would even rather face a normal Supreme Sword Cultivator than battle Lin Ye.

Whoosh... whoosh... whoosh...

The Cold Flame Sword in Xiao Yi’s hand suddenly burst with starlight.

Xiao Yi dared not hide any of his skills.

Lin Ye glanced, coldly laughed, "Star Illusion Swordsmanship, hmm?"

"Brother Xiao, as a matter of fact, I’ve also practiced this path."

"Although not my main focus, I’m equally adept."

As the words fell.

"Night Erosion."

Lin Ye’s Purple Lightning surged toward the heavens.

Whoosh... whoosh... whoosh...

Countless starlights violently merged into the Purple Lightning.

Starlight descended, not as dazzling as Xiao Yi’s, but transformed into a black glow.

The black glow, like starlight, surged like a river, yet more astounding.

This was no longer mere Star Illusion Swordsmanship.

Rather, the Star Illusion Swordsmanship was fused into Lin Ye’s own Sword Dao, forming a derived technique.

Woosh...

The black glow transformed into a long river, rushing out instantly, surrounding the perimeter three meters around Xiao Yi, airtight.

"Hmm?" Xiao Yi’s face suddenly changed.

He clearly sensed that this black glow river contained astonishing Sword Intent.

If comparing power, it was several times stronger than his Star Illusion Swordsmanship.

"Such powerful Sword Dao." Xiao Yi’s face changed.

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Second update.