278: Chapter 278 Supreme Sword Immortal Diagram

An unparalleled and powerful aura emanated from Qingluan's entire body, locking onto Ye Xuan tightly.

When she saw the disheveled and miserable expression on Ye Xuan's face, a hint of imperceptible smugness and joy flickered in her beautiful eyes, as if teasing this senior brother brought her some indescribable pleasure.

"I did that entirely out of concern between fellow disciples; how can you call it bullying? I, your senior brother, can't dote on you enough!"

Hearing these words from Qingluan, the corner of Ye Xuan's mouth twitched uncontrollably, but he still forced a smile and tried to defend himself.

"Hmph, spare me that! Only a ghost would believe you!"

Qingluan gave a light huff and rolled her eyes, clearly not buying it.

Then, she resolutely raised the peerless treasure sword in her hand—the juexian sword—and pointed it unceremoniously at Ye Xuan, shouting, "Senior brother, let's spar with swords again!"

As soon as she finished speaking, an earth-shattering and awe-inspiring Sword Intent suddenly erupted from Qingluan, instantly sweeping across the entire area.

And behind her, a breathtaking spectacle appeared—the juexian sword Diagram.

Within that massive diagram that blotted out the sky, countless dazzling Sword Intents shone like stars, rising and falling, branded within it.

"This—"

Looking at the magnificent and breathtaking [juexian sword Diagram] behind Qingluan, Ye Xuan couldn't help but gasp, and the corners of his mouth trembled violently from extreme shock.

Especially when he saw the juexian sword tightly gripped in Qingluan's slender, jade-like hand, Ye Xuan had absolutely no desire to spar with swords in his heart.

"Little Moon, we can discuss anything, just please don't draw your sword! This sword is so sharp, what if you accidentally hurt your senior brother?"

While forcing a smile, Ye Xuan reached out both hands and tightly grasped the jade hand with which Qingluan held the juexian sword, attempting to persuade her to put down this terrifying Emperor Weapon.

"Hmph! Bad senior brother, I can refrain from using the juexian sword, but this spar today must happen no matter what!"

Qingluan glared at Ye Xuan irritably, forcefully pulled her hand away from his, and put the juexian sword away.

Immediately after, she took out two wooden longswords, handed one to Ye Xuan, and assumed a combat stance, her beautiful eyes fixed straight on Ye Xuan with a firm and resolute gaze.

"Senior brother, take the sword, let's begin!"

Qingluan's voice was crisp and decisive, leaving no room for negotiation.

Ye Xuan helplessly took the wooden sword, a bitter and troubled look on his face, then feigned seriousness and said to Qingluan, "Junior sister, we are fellow disciples after all, must we really take things this far?"

"Less nonsense, smelly senior brother! Hurry up and draw your sword!" Qingluan was clearly impatient and urged him.

Qingluan seemed unable to wait any longer, constantly urging Ye Xuan; she was eager to see her senior brother knocked to the ground by her.

"Beautiful, cute, and pure Sword Fairy, could you please raise your hand high and spare your senior brother?" Ye Xuan pleaded with a bitter smile.

However, this emotional appeal did not work. Ye Xuan's exceptionally handsome face once again displayed a smile as warm as a spring breeze, and his deep, charming eyes blinked gently at Qingluan with full electricity.

Hearing such sincere praise from her senior brother, coupled with seeing his stunningly beautiful smile that could topple cities, Qingluan couldn't help but feel a bit shy. A flush of red instantly appeared on her pretty face hidden beneath her veil, and her originally steady heartbeat accelerated slightly.

"Hmph, senior brother, don't try to bewitch me with your looks, hurry up and draw your sword!"

Despite the turbulence in her heart, Qingluan knew well that the path of cultivation prizes a firm state of mind, so she resolutely shook her head and responded in a firm tone.

Seeing that Qingluan was completely unmoved and intent only on sparring with him, Ye Xuan understood that today's duel was unavoidable.

His expression suddenly straightened, becoming exceptionally serious, because when facing a strong opponent, one must absolutely not lose in momentum.

At this very moment, atop Sword Immortal Peak.

Ye Xuan and Qingluan stood facing each other, separated by a distance of only one zhang.

Both of them radiated an incomparably strong Sword Intent, as if the entire mountain peak was enveloped by this sharp sword qi.

"Little Moon, senior brother is coming, are you ready? Today, let us decide the victor!"

Ye Xuan shouted, his longsword suddenly drawn from its sheath, a dazzling beam of sword light shooting straight into the sky as if to tear apart the firmament, the astonishing sword qi directly dispersing the thick clouds high above in the nine heavens.

"It's actually the Sword Slicing Technique! Good, since senior brother has used such a supreme skill, I cannot hold back either! Take this!"

"Mystic Skill—Sword Slicing Technique!"

A hint of excitement flashed in Qingluan's eyes; she lightly danced the wooden sword in her hand, and the blade suddenly erupted with dazzling light, an unparalleled Sword Intent surging out like a tidal wave, sweeping toward Ye Xuan.

In an instant, the sky above Sword Immortal Peak echoed with crisp and melodious sword chimes, lingering and winding, never ceasing.

"Rumble..."

The collision of the two powerful forces triggered an earth-shattering roar, and the terrifying aftermath of the battle spread rapidly like ripples, causing the entire Sword Immortal Peak to tremble violently.

"Oh my, you two little imps, do you want to destroy your master's dojo?"

Above the pavilion on Sword Immortal Peak, Master Shen Xi had a smile on her lips, her beautiful eyes flickering with a faint sense of doting.

She saw her gently raise her hand, her jade fingers forming a seal, casting a mysterious and unfathomable spell that instantly locked the space around Ye Xuan and Qingluan, forming an independent, temporary world.

Inside this temporary world constructed by Master Shen Xi's magic power, the figures of Ye Xuan and Qingluan flashed rapidly like ghosts. Every clash brought up a gust of sharp wind, and the longswords in their hands continuously shot out colorful beams of sword light, intertwining and wrapping around each other, dazzling to the eyes.

In the blink of an eye, the two had already exchanged hundreds of blows, with no clear winner.

"Bang, bang, bang—"

Finally, following two muffled impact sounds, the figures of Ye Xuan and Qingluan were simultaneously sent flying backward, retreating several miles before barely steadying themselves.

"Hmph, worthy of being my opponent! However, it won't be so easy next! Zixiao Divine Thunder Body, Evil God Physique, explode with full power for me!"

Ye Xuan took a deep breath, his internal spiritual energy circulating frantically, lightning flashing all over his body, purple electric arcs crackling.

At the same time, Qingluan also let out a delicate shout, her aura suddenly soaring, and a chilling power surged from within her, clashing head-on with Ye Xuan's lightning power.