The Divine Martial Stars

Chapter 681 Rivalry Between Broadsword and Sword (1)

At this moment, many people noticed Li Mu’s eyes.

Looking in the same direction, they all got excited.

It was the “God of Sword”, Wang Yanyi.

“Is he here too?”

The crowd of practitioners burst into an uproar.

Nobody expected that Li Yidao’s exit from closed-door training would even stir this person up.

The name “Wang Yanyi” had become very popular recently. Like the sun shining in the sky, Wang Yanyi, who used to be a nameless person, stood out from the rest and became one of the top 20 super Heavenly Legends and an idol in the hearts of countless people.

Dazzling.

It would be no exaggeration to use this word to describe Wang Yanyi and the sword in his hand.

Some people had made connections between Wang Yanyi and Li Yidao before. Numerous practitioners discussed and debated repeatedly about which of the invincible double swords and the mysterious broadsword was more powerful on the Immortal Net forum.

However, as Li Yidao started his closed-door training and Wang Yanyi made his way into the top 20 Heavenly Legends of the Star Regions in a dominant manner, nobody talked about that topic anymore.

The reason was that one of them was too powerful and the other had fallen.

If the path to the top 500 was a threshold and that to the top 100 was a high mountain, the way to the top 20 would be a natural moat.

Many practitioners believed that as Wang Yanyi made his way into the top 20, such debate had become totally meaningless even if Li Yidao had not started his closed-door training because the top 20 Heavenly Legends were completely different from the rest.

Perhaps Li Yidao’s broadsword technique was indeed mysterious, but it was impossible for him to defeat one of the top 20 Heavenly Legends.

Moreover, there were many rumors at that time, saying that Li Yidao had forcefully used the original vigor of his life to improve his ranking and he had already fallen from the pinnacle of his power.

However, Li Yidao was now staging a strong comeback.

The broadsword strike with which he defeated Gu Tianyu was incomparably awesome.

Some cultivators vaguely felt that the fight between broadsword and sword, which had provoked much discussion before, was going to happen again.

Who would win if the “God of Sword”, Wang Yanyi, and the “God of Broadswords”, Li Yidao, had a fight?

Li Yidao’s broadsword skill was so mysterious that many people couldn’t understand it, and his broadsword seemed to have some magical power. It would be unfair to say that he didn’t have a chance of winning at all.

The “God of Sword”, Wang Yanyi, who gave off an air of elegant indifference, showed up at No. 21 Immortal-slaying Platform. Was he here to watch Li Yidao’s fight?

It was a rare occasion.

Wang Yanyi had never come here to watch the fight of any other Heavenly Legend on purpose.

Did this mean that the “God of Sword”, Wang Yanyi, thought that Li Yidao was powerful enough to be his opponent?

The fire of gossip was burning furiously.

Li Mu quickly withdrew his gaze.

Although Li Mu felt like he had ever seen the look in the eyes of the “God of Sword”, Wang Yanyi, but the latter’s countenance and aura were extremely strange to him.

Li Mu would not be afraid at all if this opponent wanted to fight with him.

Before that, he had to deal with those letters of challenge first.

“The next one.”

Li Mu looked at the audience around the Immortal-slaying Platform.

The Posthouse Officer, Dongfang Piaoliang, came to his senses and smiled. His fat face looked like a steamed bun with deep folds. He felt very happy because he thought he had made a bad bargain at first, but now the return was going to be doubled.

He took out a letter of challenge from the big box and read the challenger’s name.

Below the Immortal-slaying Platform, a young Heavenly Legend was trembling with fear. After hesitating for a long time, he finally shook his head and said, “I won’t fight, I won’t fight... I admit defeat!”

Another one admitted defeat.

Yang Cilang was overjoyed.

Finally, someone admitted defeat. He was not alone anymore.

“He is not dead, is he?”

In the dark secret chamber, a person whose blurry figure merged into darkness slowly opened his eyes. His eyes looked like two bloody suns that had appeared in the darkness, and there was a tinge of anger in his tone.

“It was said that he had been dead or seriously injured even if he wasn’t dead, wasn’t it?”

This person was very angry.

The literary cultivator wearing a long robe standing at the door didn’t dare to raise his head. He said, “We’ve hired the killers from the Venomous Women Sect in the Demonic Snake Abyss. The feedback from them shouldn’t be wrong... Perhaps something went wrong.”

“Humph, good-for-nothing. You can’t take care of such a trivial matter.”

The person in the darkness said in a tone tinged with a murderous aura that made people shiver.

“Young Master, please give me another chance...” The literary cultivator wearing a long robe shuddered.

Blood-like mist flowed out of the pair of bloodshot eyes in the darkness and directly shrouded the literary cultivator wearing a long robe. The entire body of this cultivator at the peak of the Soldier Realm became stiff instantly.

A frightened look appeared on his face. Blood uncontrollably seeped out of the pores of his skin, drifted toward the pair of bloodshot eyes in the darkness, and was absorbed by these eyes. His body rapidly shrank into something like dried orange peel and finally turned into a mummy. It fell to the ground, and with a bang, it became a cloud of fog-like dry powder dispersed in the air.

An expert in the Soldier Realm died in silence.

“Find another way to get rid of Li Yidao and other people on the list. Do not leave any trace. Do you understand, No. 3? If something goes wrong, don’t ever come back to me again.”

The person in the darkness said.

After absorbing the essence and blood of the literary cultivator wearing a long robe, his vibe grew stronger, but it was not very stable. He slowly closed his eyes and went into hibernation like a blood snake.

“Yes, Young Master.”

A mass of black mist slowly drifted out of the door.