The metal rod that was swaying in a circle suddenly straightened out, like a coiled dragon suddenly stretching its body, baring its fangs and claws as it pounced towards the enemy.
Gao Zhengyang's Guo Shu had been trained to the peak, every move and stance had its own concept.
Guo Shu was originally an imitation of nature by the ancients, gaining strength from it.
But the various moves of Guo Shu focused on the concept and not the form.
Whether it was the 12 animal forms or the eight trigrams using the palm as a blade, they were all borrowed from the concept.
After all, humans were not animals and could not turn into blades. Only by grasping the concept could one learn the essence of the move and use the force in the right place.
Gao Zhengyang's spear was called Turning Over the Poisonous Dragon.
The rod itself could not possibly be like a dragon. But the change in force here contained the fierceness of a poisonous dragon turning over and devouring everything.
With this concept, the metal rod gained spirituality. Originally 10% of its strength could be displayed to 120%.
Lang Lie's senses were sharp, immediately capturing the concept contained in the metal rod. He was shocked, every move had a charm, could it be that the other party had comprehended a martial soul?
Lang Lie could not believe it, from martial knowledge to martial soul, this was a qualitative improvement.
To comprehend a martial soul, one had to be at least a rank 4 martial artist. No matter where they were, they could be called experts.
Especially in the remote mountains of the Great Desolate Mountains, there were very few martial arts inheritances, only those with peerless talent could comprehend and condense a martial soul.
The reason why the Wolf people moved was because the nearby White Ape tribe had a genius who had condensed a martial soul. The balance between the two tribes was broken.
They had no choice but to leave their homeland.
But how could a small place like the Tielin Sect have a martial soul expert!
Moreover, a martial soul expert would have a monstrous aura and dense energy. It was definitely not like Gao Zhengyang!
Lang Lie did not believe it and blocked with his sword.
The cold flame sword with runes activated had its sharpness and toughness increased by several times, it could cut through iron like mud.
The metal rod was just an ordinary metal, with one slash, the tip of the metal rod was cut off by more than a foot.
When Lang Lie used the sword, he flipped his wrist, the blade had a twisting force.
The part of the metal rod that was cut off, under the sword's momentum, it spun and flew far away.
It was also Lang Lie's first time using the Cold Flame Sword, so he did not have much confidence in the power of the runes. Now that his sword had succeeded, he felt much more at ease.
If the iron rod was shortened by a foot, the strength of the rod would be reduced by ninety percent.
This was like a poisonous dragon that had its head chopped off, becoming a dead creature. How could it still have any aura or power?
Lang Lie was a brilliant martial artist. His judgment was very accurate. His sword cut the iron rod in half, and it also cut off all of Gao Zhengyang's subsequent changes.
Of course, if he couldn't cut the iron rod, he would be in a passive position.
Having succeeded in taking the risk, Lang Lie hurriedly stepped forward and drew his sword. The Cold Flame Sword intertwined and stabbed, advancing continuously.
Gao Zhengyang didn't seem to have any good ideas, so he kept retreating. With every block, the iron rod would shorten.
After a few strikes, the six-foot long iron rod was reduced to two feet.
Gao Zhengyang was also a little surprised. His opponent's sword had clearly activated some kind of special power, but after a few slashes, the silver flames on the sword's edge did not weaken in the slightest.
Looking at Lang Lie's fearless expression, it seemed that he could still hold on for a long time.
Gao Zhengyang couldn't help but be interested in the Cold Flame Sword.
As a weapon, the eye-catching silver flames were too dazzling. It was simply a reminder to the enemy of danger. But its great power was enough to make up for all of its shortcomings.
"The sword is not bad." Gao Zhengyang suddenly said.
His tone of voice was arrogant and old. It was obviously a compliment, but it made Lang Lie feel very unhappy.
"Unfortunately, your sword art is too lousy!" Gao Zhengyang followed up with another sentence.
Lang Lie was not angry. His opponent was trying to use words to provoke him. Such a simple and crude method was useless against him.
The Cold Flame Sword's slashes were fiercer than the previous one. He had to kill Gao Zhengyang in the shortest time possible.
The silver sword's slashes were continuous and had already completely submerged Gao Zhengyang.
But the sword's light was only an illusion to the eyes, and it didn't have any real killing power.
Gao Zhengyang wandered around the sword's light, and every time, he would be able to avoid the sword's edge by a hair's breadth.
He didn't take the risk on purpose. It was because Lang Lie's sword art was brilliant. He could only retreat when his opponent's sword was solid.
"Stop watching. Quickly kill him." Lang Lie shouted sternly.
He chased after Gao Zhengyang, and had already slashed dozens of times. But he was still a little short.
Gao Zhengyang's footwork was too fast. When he moved, it was smooth and smooth. His advance and retreat were unpredictable, like a ghost.
If they were in a more spacious place, he might not even be able to touch Gao Zhengyang's shadow.
Lang Lie was even thinking about whether he should capture Gao Zhengyang alive and force him to reveal his martial arts.
But it was already difficult for a few people to kill him. Capturing him alive was ten times harder than killing him.
They all learned martial arts to kill people. Once they had scruples, they would be restrained.
Facing such a cunning and terrifying enemy like Gao Zhengyang was courting death.
Lang Lie quickly let go of this unrealistic idea. He felt that it would be difficult to quickly kill Gao Zhengyang, so he decisively gave the order to attack.
The other two Wolf people experts immediately attacked at the same time.
They had arrived very early. But Lang Lie's sword art was fierce and wide, and his Cold Flame Sword was long. If they rushed in rashly, they would affect Lang Lie.
Moreover, they saw that Lang Lie had the absolute upper hand. They thought that he would be able to kill Gao Zhengyang quickly.
The time that the two of them exchanged blows was actually very short. They only exchanged a few sentences.
Of the two Wolf people experts, one was holding a spear, and the other was using a long saber.
The spear did not aim at Gao Zhengyang. Instead, he swung the spear in a circle and swept it out, sealing off the area in front of him.
The spear was a long weapon. Rashly inserting it in would only disturb Lang Lie. So he cleverly attacked from the periphery, restricting Gao Zhengyang's movements.
The saber user did the same. He held a long saber in his hand and cut in from Lang Lie's left side. The long saber slashed furiously, sealing off the area on the left side.
Lang Lie suddenly stopped, and the continuous silver sword light immediately dissipated, returning to a silver sword edge.
Gao Zhengyang was alarmed. The opponent was going to use a big move!
The term big move was usually used to describe skills in games.
But it was also very accurate to describe martial arts moves.
A person who exerted force in a hurry and one who was prepared had a completely different effect.
For a martial artist, the difference was even greater.
Even an expert like Lang Lie had to stop all his movements and adjust his momentum. One could imagine how terrifying this move was.
It was also because he had the help of his two companions that he could stop in the middle of the fierce battle and calmly adjust himself.
Gao Zhengyang also took a deep breath and prepared himself for any changes.
He thought that with the first stage of the alloy skeleton completed, it would not be difficult to kill Lang Lie.
But the reality was cruel. The sword in Lang Lie's hand actually had a special power.
The advantage of the weapon was too great. Unless one's martial arts was ten times better than the opponent's, one could completely ignore the difference in weapons.
Only when the titanium alloy completed the second stage of fusion and the liquid alloy could be wrapped around the skin, would Gao Zhengyang have the ability to fight the Cold Flame Sword.
Lang Lie adjusted very quickly. With the help of the martial sense in his mind, the two spiritual orifices in his body started to move crazily again. His strength, speed, and reflexes were all improved.
Including his vision and hearing, they were all greatly improved.
In this state, the surroundings suddenly became bright. Including the small and skinny Gao Zhengyang, they all became clear.
The sudden increase in strength gave Lang Lie a strong confidence that he could dominate everything.
Lang Lie very naturally stepped forward and swung his sword.
The silver blade made a half arc, and the cold sword light was like a new moon.
New Moon Slash, one of the secret Blood Moon Thirteen Swords of the Wolf people. New Moon Slash was the sharpest and fastest Secret Sword among the Thirteen Secret Swords.
Lang Lie raised his hand, and the blade was already in front of Gao Zhengyang.
Gao Zhengyang did not even see Lang Lie's movement, and the new moon-like sword light was already imprinted in his eyes.
"So fast!"
Lang Lie's fast sword had already surpassed the visual reaction speed of a normal person. Gao Zhengyang was not afraid, instead he was extremely excited.
Lang Lie's New Moon Slash brought him the danger of death, but also let him see the wonders of this world's martial arts.
It was like a person who liked to climb saw a peak that surpassed Mount Everest. The most immediate thought in his mind was excitement, thinking about how to climb to that peak.
Gao Zhengyang was this kind of person. He liked challenges, liked excitement.
He couldn't even see the incoming sword, so Gao Zhengyang could only retreat.
He was excited, but this was different from having a hole in his head after taking drugs. This kind of excitement made him highly focused, and his reaction speed was also at its peak.
Using Ba Gua Steps, Gao Zhengyang quickly retreated a few feet.
This didn't mean that Gao Zhengyang's speed was faster than the sword, but when Lang Lie's sword moved, he moved along with it.
No matter how fast New Moon Slash was, this sword would still miss.
Lang Lie was already prepared for this. Without hesitation, he slashed continuously. The cold and beautiful New Moon Slash constantly cut Gao Zhengyang's afterimages.
From the perspective of the two Wolf people experts, Gao Zhengyang had been killed several times by the New Moon Slash.
But they also knew that this was because Gao Zhengyang retreated too quickly, leaving behind afterimages.
This person's movement technique was actually as fast as New Moon Slash. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it.
The two Wolf people looked at each other, their faces full of shock.
How could there be such a monster in the Tielin Sect!
No matter what they were thinking, the two Wolf people wouldn't make a mistake. Together with Lang Lie, they constantly reduced Gao Zhengyang's range of movement.
The two of them might not be able to stop Gao Zhengyang, but as long as they could stop him for a while, Lang Lie could finish him off.
Gao Zhengyang's situation wasn't looking good. He had already been forced into a corner, and outside the wall was the Wolf people army that was surging towards them.
Leaning against the wall, Gao Zhengyang could clearly hear the noisy and chaotic sounds of the Wolf people army outside.
The walls of the Tielin Sect were very tall. It wasn't easy to connect the ladders.
But judging from the sounds, they weren't far from the top of the wall.
The other party was well-prepared, and they even had highly skilled martial artists. It wouldn't be difficult for them to climb up.
Gao Zhengyang guessed that if the Tielin Sect experts didn't arrive, the walls would definitely be occupied by the Wolf people army in less than ten minutes.
When that happened, the Tielin Sect would definitely fall.
Gao Zhengyang didn't care about the fate of the Tielin Sect. But at this moment, a pair of clear blue eyes appeared in his mind.
"Yue Qingxue …"
Gao Zhengyang couldn't tell if this was his impression or the obsession left behind by the original youth.
His consciousness was like a mirror, able to see through the minutest details and see inside and outside.
The human heart was a world, and distracting thoughts were like specks of dust. They were insignificant but always existed.
A flash of distracting thoughts was seen through by his mirror-like consciousness, but he wouldn't be disturbed by them.
A burning pain between Gao Zhengyang's eyebrows reminded him to focus.
Lang Lie's sword hadn't arrived, but his sword intent had.
Sword intent sounded mysterious, but it was actually very simple. This was Lang Lie's intention and purpose in using his sword.
Lang Lie had a strong murderous intent. This strong consciousness controlled his body, and he used the Cold Flame Sword to advance towards this target.
Sword intent was a subtle sense, but it was accurate without mistake.
At least, Gao Zhengyang was confident that his senses and judgment wouldn't be wrong.
When the silver blade was about to cut open his skull, Gao Zhengyang smiled.
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