Chapter 826

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　　This was precisely the “Eulogy for an Ancient Battlefield” that Ninth Uncle had taught Xu Taiping.
　　And after these lines of words were written, a majestic sword momentum carrying a sense of solemnity and desolation suddenly rose up from the Golden Scale Platform.
　　”Bang！”
　　As this sword momentum rose up, the lines of words formed by the sword qi suddenly soared into the air with a Boom sound.
They were like nails, firmly nailed to the sword shadows of the Heavenly Light controlled by the Third Prince.
The power and might of those sword shadows of the Heavenly Light then weakened a little.
　　”Your unknown sword formula from the tiny Qingxuan, how could it possibly withstand my Source Law Heavenly Shadow Sword！”
　　The Third Prince had also made a determination to die in this battle, so after seeing Xu Taiping strike with his sword, he immediately raised both his hands and grabbed upwards towards the sky, desperately and fully activating the Heavenly Shadow Sword, completely disregarding what kind of severe backlash he would suffer next.
　　Immediately, the light and shadow on the Golden Scale Platform darkened again, and the people in the stands felt as if they were in the darkness of night.
　　In contrast to this, the beams of sunlight shooting down from the sky above the Golden Scale Platform became even more dazzling.
　　”Boom！”
　　As the Third Prince pointed his sword forcefully downward, the mass of sword shadows of the Heavenly Light that almost enveloped the Golden Scale Platform suddenly pressed downward, causing Xu Taiping’s sword qi to continuously disintegrate.
　　It was not until the sword shadows of the Heavenly Light were only a hundred zhang away from Xu Taiping that they finally stabilized.
　　Even the line of words embedded in the sword shadows of the Heavenly Light showed signs of cracking at this time.
This scene made the people of the Xuanyun Martial Arts Hall extremely frightened.
　　However, Xu Taiping on the Golden Scale Platform seemed not to notice at all. He held the sword in one hand and untied the wine gourd containing the Dragon Gallbladder Wine from his waist with the other hand.
　　“Gulu,　gulu,　gulu…”
　　After raising his head and taking a big gulp of the undiluted Dragon Gallbladder Wine, Xu Taiping, with a hint of drunkenness in his eyes, once again raised his hand to hold the sword and, while waving the sword to write, loudly chanted in his slightly hoarse voice：
　　“Surrender, and be a barbarian for life; fight, and expose your bones to the sand and gravel. The birds are silent, and the mountains are quiet. The night is long, and the wind is rustling.”
　　“The souls are gathered, and the sky is gloomy. The ghosts and gods are assembled, and the clouds are thick. The sunlight is cold, and the grass is short. The moonlight is bitter, and the frost is white.”
　　Almost at the same time as his chanting sounded, the golden characters formed by the sword qi flew out through the air with the sound of sword chirping.
　　At the same time, the ancient battlefield’s murderous and desolate aura within that fierce sword momentum became even more real.
　　The people present seemed as if they were truly in that bloody, desolate, and desperate ancient battlefield.
　　“Boom！”
　　And after two consecutive lines of golden characters transformed from the sword energy flew out, the sword momentum of the group of sky-light sword shadows controlled by the Third Prince was once again blocked and stopped its descent.
　　However, from the continuous “rumbling” collision sounds and the continuously appearing cracks in the lines of golden characters, it could be seen that Xu Taiping still did not have the upper hand at this time.
　　“Gurgle,　gurgle,　gurgle…”
At this time, Xu Taiping suddenly drank most of the remaining gentian wine in one gulp.
　　Then he wiped his mouth forcefully, stopped the staggering of his footsteps, raised the rusty lion sword in his hand, which had already lost most of its rust, and while using the sword as a pen, writing furiously, he chanted loudly with a tragic and passionate tone：
　　“The common people, who doesn’t have parents？ Carrying and holding them, fearing they won’t live long.”
　　“Who doesn’t have brothers？ Like hands and feet. Who doesn’t have a husband and wife？ Like guests and friends.”
　　“What kindness is there in birth, and what fault is there in killing？”
　　“Whether they are alive or dead, their families don’t know.”
　　“Some people may say something, and they are half-believing. With a worried heart and eyes, they see them in their dreams.”
　　“Laying out the sacrifices and pouring the wine, crying and looking towards the horizon.”
　　“The heaven and earth are filled with sorrow, and the plants and trees are mournful and sad.”
　　“The condolences and sacrifices do not arrive, and the souls have no sustenance. There must be a bad year, and they are left to wander.”
　　“Alas! Oh! Is it the time or the fate？ It has been like this since ancient times!”
　　In one breath, Xu Taiping almost completely chanted and wrote out this article, leaving only the last line.”
　　But strangely, these golden characters all over the sky did not fly towards the sword shadows and lights in the sky above the head.”
　　They just quietly suspended in the air, just like the guests in front of the storyteller in the teahouse. As if hearing the most exciting part of the story, they all craned their necks and looked forward without saying a word.”
　　For a while, the heaven and earth were completely silent.”
　　However, masters like Zhang Tianze could sense the breath of destruction lurking within this silence.”
　　“Gulu…”
　　And Xu Taiping on the Golden Scale Terrace seemed to have entered the scene described in this poem, quietly lowering his head and standing still in place.”
After a long time, he finally raised his head again, picked up the sword, Youdaoplaceholder0 at those golden characters above his head with a desolate look in his eyes, and then his lips wriggle and he picked up the sword and wrote the last line of this poem——
　　“What can be done？ Guarding in the Western Barbarians.”
　　Just like adding the finishing touch to a dragon.”
As these eight characters were written, the golden characters that had been sprinkled over the Golden Scale Platform suddenly let out a sword chirping sound, as if a huge dragon “rumbled” and soared into the sky, and finally converged into a huge golden sword.
　　At the same time, Xu Taiping also flew out with the Rusty Lion and merged with the sword shadow.
At the same time, the sword momentum full of killing and desolation also conjures a phantom of an ancient battlefield in this instant. The sound of weapons and armor in the battlefield, the desperate roars, shouts, and cries resounded through the Golden Scale Pool.
　　This is a sword full of despair and solemnity.
　　“The name of the sword.”
　　“Remove Armor.”
Xu Taiping, who controlled this sword with all his strength, after saying the name of this sword, the sword shadow of the sky light together with the huge golden sword shadow.
　　“Boom！——”
　　Accompanied by a huge shock, even though the Third Prince exerted all his strength, he still couldn’t block Xu Taiping’s this sword.
　　After one sword, the heaven and earth are bright.
　　And Xu Taiping, whose Qi and blood and true essence were almost completely exhausted, was supported by the Rusty Lion and quietly floated in the air.
　　“Not yet… not yet announced… can’t fall.”
　　He forcibly propped up his mind and opened his eyes.
The contest has not yet announced the outcome, and he still can’t pass out like this.
　　And at this moment, a huge golden finger extended out of thin air from the sky above, and finally gently touched Xu Taiping’s forehead.
　　Immediately after, an extremely majestic voice came from the sky above the Golden Scale Pool——
　　“This sword strike is worthy of praise.”