The squatting Hsu Fengnian was surrounded by black Qi. He stared intently at the cracks on the edge of the crater.
A small clue revealed the general situation.
After Hsu Fengnian became the sixth in the world, many outsiders began to study the martial arts process of this new Prince Liang. Most were surprised by Hsu Fengnian's secret learning. They didn't know that after his battle with Luo Yang in Đồng Thái, in order to understand the sword intent in Beimang's Dunhuang City, he had memorized the small cracks created by the flying swords of both sides. They also didn't know how much effort he had put into controlling Liu Hao's entry into the city and Song Nianqing's stagger. And after the peach wood sword that could be considered Wang Xiaoping's relic returned to the top of Lotus Peak, it wasn't to indirectly impart the sword intent, but to search for clues, to investigate Wang Xianzhi's unique Qi circulation. Xuanyuan Qingfeng blocked the way only to repay his debt, to cut off his thoughts. If he couldn't pass, then everything would be over. Once he passed, he would be able to surpass all others on the martial path. But the Wudang Sword Maniac and Useless Monk's block was not so simple. One was asking for a clear conscience, the other was offering incense. But without question, both were trying to find a flaw in Wang Xianzhi that might not even exist.
Other than Miss Haha, who was originally unexpected, it was Xu Yanbing's turn to block Wang Xianzhi's path single-handedly.
He was definitely prepared to die.
This man had once joked that even if Xu Yanbing died in Beiliang, the King of Beiliang must die.
The words that came out of his mouth were definitely not a joke.
Crouching down, Xu Fengnian didn't bother to wipe away the bloodstains on his face. Actually, when he had withstood the pressure of the world, the boots that had touched the ground had long been worn away. His feet were badly mangled. At that time, when he tilted his head and slant his shoulders, his shoulders had also been worn to the bone. However, after being thrown to the ground by Wang Xianzhi, these injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. However, the torn clothes and bottomless boots on his shoulders were proof of the dangerous situation at that moment. How many people could make Xu Fengnian, who was now strong enough to dominate both the Separation Sun and Northern Mang Jianghu, suffer such heavy injuries? Other than Wang Xianzhi, who had not used all her strength, there were only Tuoba Bodhisattva and Đồng Thái, who wanted to fight to the death! Hsu Fengnian continued to stare at the cracks on the ground. Only when his vision was blocked by the blood did he raise his arm and carelessly wipe away the thick blood on his face from between his eyebrows.
Standing, Hsu Fengnian held the hilt of his saber and looked down at the extraordinary Beiliang saber. He said to himself, "This saber should have been for Zhao Huangchao."
He closed his eyes and took a big step back. His right hand opened in front of him, and his left hand held the saber behind him.
The wind and clouds surged, and the yellow sand floated.
Hsu Fengnian finally stood up from his squatting position, as if he wanted to witness "himself" wielding the saber. He pressed a finger between his eyebrows. The blood was blocked, but it still seeped through the gaps between his fingers. The face that Beiliang's old man said was very similar to the princess's face, flowed down in a zigzag way.
He wielded the saber.
First, there was the continuous sound of thunder. Then, the Gang Qi of the saber tore the sky in a line.
This was a saber move that Xu Fengnian had comprehended on his own. The first half of the saber move came from observing the Guangling River's tide from a close distance. Before the head of the tide could be seen, the sound of the tide was like thunder piercing one's ears. Only after that could one see the misty river, the head of the tide gradually rising, like a row of majestic snowy mountains cascading down from Mount Kunlun.
The second half of the move was more spiritual. It came from when he was in an out-of-body state. He saw the stirring and stirring battle at the Western Wall with his own eyes. White clothes and white mourning clothes beat the war drums, and a few people led their horses back in armor.
Then, there was this saber move that had never been seen before. Old Huang did not know how to name the move, and Hsu Fengnian did not even have the time to name it.
This saber move was like a freehand splashing ink on paper. The saber blade was the tip of the brush, and the ink spilled out in a huge arc.
Wang Xianzhi did not dodge. She pressed her hands on the top of the arc of Gang Qi. She was brought up to the sky by the saber arc until she disappeared into the clouds.
Even higher up where Wang Xianzhi stopped, the Stellar Energy that had been cut through did not dissipate into the nine heavens. Instead, like the Guangling River surging past a line of waves, it formed an even more majestic returning tide in the old salt storehouse!
The tide poured down majestically from the sky.
Since Wang Xianzhi smashed Hsu Fengnian into the ground after showing her killing intent again and again.
It was only right to reciprocate politeness.
Hsu Fengnian did not wait for Wang Xianzhi to break the waterfall of Gang Qi. Instead, he took out a Beiliang saber. It was simple and heavy. It was the Xu family's first generation saber.
Xu Xiao's troops went south all the way.
He crossed the river to the south time and time again. He fought to the death time and time again. He narrowly escaped death time and time again. He was laughed at by outsiders. He was mocked as a mad dog willing to bite people without the mercy of the Liyang imperial court.
Xu Xiao never opened his mouth to argue with anyone. He also never explained anything to his eldest son, Hsu Fengnian. Hsu Fengnian only knew the answer when he was in a trance.
Xu Xiao had always been a pawn crossing the river in precarious times. He did not want to die, but he was not afraid of death either.
Who cares about your mother's world structure? Who cares about your mother's emperors? Who cares about your mother's chessboard rules?
Hsu Fengnian took a step forward with the saber in hand. He pointed the tip of the saber upward at Wang Xianzhi, who was in the clouds.
He whispered softly, "Cross the river!"
A black rainbow hung upside down from the ground.
Wang Xianzhi, who was fighting against the inverted waterfall, was hit in the chest by the saber. The two Hsu Fengnian standing on the ground could see the black dot being slowly pressed down by the waterfall. Then, the saber violently slammed back into the distant dome.
The Hsu Fengnian who had traveled through the black and white seasons sighed and said softly, "It's difficult."
Hsu Fengnian nodded, but soon smiled and said, "But this time, the old man won't dare to only use seventy to eighty percent of his strength."
Just as he finished speaking, a beam of light descended from the sky. The earth trembled with it.
Wang Xianzhi was like a god of the Heavenly Court. He walked out of the Heavenly Gate and descended to the world!
A fist-sized wound appeared on the chest of the hemp-clothed old man. Even though the body of this world's most powerful man was not inferior to that of Gao Shulu, who had been at her peak for four hundred years, there were still no signs of recovery. There were sprouts in his flesh. The scene was strange. They suddenly grew and suddenly died.
What was even more mysterious was that after Wang Xianzhi was knocked into the clouds, he actually dragged down a bolt of lightning as long as a spear.
Wang Xianzhi, whose shoulders were severely damaged, asked with a cold expression, "Is that all you've got?"
Who in the world could be a match for this martial artist who was probably above the Celestial Beings?
How could he kill him if he won?
Moreover, Hsu Fengnian most likely would not be able to wait until the last pair of spirits who had not returned from their long journey.
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