Since he did not manage to plant a follow-up Qi in the Winter Embroidered Saber, the saber strike seemed to have severely injured Wang Xianzhi, but it was more of a humiliation.
Wang Xianzhi was finally forced to the point where he could be calculative. He did not turn around to pursue the attack. Instead, he tapped the ground with the tip of his foot and used his back to crash into Hsu Fengnian.
He made up his mind. It did not matter if he took one or several slashes. As long as he could completely crush Hsu Fengnian's body, the outcome would be decided.
Hsu Fengnian, whose back was facing Wang Xianzhi, took a few steps to the side and brushed past Wang Xianzhi again. When their gazes met, Hsu Fengnian slashed his saber at Wang Xianzhi's neck.
Wang Xianzhi suddenly sped up. Not only did he lower his head to avoid the bright blade, but he also staggered toward Hsu Fengnian's side. He pushed his palm forward and pushed it toward Hsu Fengnian's shoulder.
Hsu Fengnian twisted the tip of his foot and spun half a circle. He used the inverted Spring Thunder Saber's blade to block Wang Xianzhi's palm.
Wang Xianzhi clenched his fist and clamped the blade between his thumb and index finger. He was about to break the short saber.
Unexpectedly, Hsu Fengnian casually swung his Winter Embroidered Saber horizontally. The tip of the saber brushed past the hilt of the Spring Thunder Saber. The latter kept spinning. Not only did it avoid Wang Xianzhi's grip on the saber and his subsequent attempt to destroy it, but the short saber also spun around the old man before it finally fell back into Hsu Fengnian's hand.
Wang Xianzhi kicked out. Hsu Fengnian leaped high into the air. Wang Xianzhi threw a punch. He no longer hoped that his fist would hit flesh. Instead, he used his fist force.
Wang Xianzhi seemed to be in a tight spot, but the might of his fist force surpassed all his previous moves.
It was clear that the old man was still holding back.
Hsu Fengnian's figure suddenly flashed and disappeared.
He appeared dozens of feet away with his sabers in hand. His sleeves fluttered.
Similarly, there was a hidden mystery.
As Wang Xianzhi ran forward, he laughed loudly and said, "Are you that unhappy?"
Hsu Fengnian did not say anything.
Just as Wang Xianzhi was about to reach him, he casually tossed the Spring Thunder Saber into the air. Instead of holding Winter Embroidered in his right hand, he gripped the saber with both hands and charged at Wang Xianzhi.
Wang Xianzhi and Hsu Fengnian slowed down at the same time.
Then, on the battlefield, wherever Wang Xianzhi went, a figure would appear.
Then, they would attack Hsu Fengnian together!
On the other hand, Hsu Fengnian continued to run forward without hesitation. Xiu Dong slashed towards an empty space where Wang Xianzhi was not.
In the blink of an eye, another Wang Xianzhi slid back a few feet. A thin line of blood appeared on his forehead, and blood slowly seeped out.
At the same time, the hundreds of Wang Xianzhi disappeared.
The world would never have imagined that the great Wang Xianzhi would be defeated by someone else.
Hsu Fengnian continued to get close to Wang Xianzhi, pointing the Winter Embroidered Saber in front of her.
Everyone stopped when it was appropriate.
Countless tiny wounds appeared on Wang Xianzhi's body.
He did not let Wang Xianzhi get close to him, but he could leave a mark on Wang Xianzhi's body every time.
The Spring Thunder Saber that was tossed into the air reached its peak and began to fall.
Wang Xianzhi's patience was probably exhausted by such tireless and precise calculations. What followed was an extremely fast close combat. The wounds on his body from Winter Embroidered Saber became deeper and deeper, but Wang Xianzhi was also getting closer and closer to Hsu Fengnian.
The most dangerous time was when Wang Xianzhi's palm almost broke Hsu Fengnian's neck, and Hsu Fengnian's Winter Embroidered Saber almost cut Wang Xianzhi's waist in half.
However, both of them gave up on the hope of exchanging lives this time.
The falling Spring Thunder Saber was getting closer and closer to the battlefield on the ground.
The ground beneath their feet was cracked and mottled, and it was unbearable to look at.
However, no matter how fast the two of them attacked, the yellow sand remained motionless one zhang away from where the two of them were standing. Not a single grain of sand moved.
Victory and defeat were only a hair's breadth away.
Wang Xianzhi gave his all.
He was still in the predicament of being cut by a slow saber.
Intentionally or unintentionally, the Spring Thunder Saber had already landed three feet above Hsu Fengnian's head.
Hsu Fengnian, who used his left hand to begin with, had a sudden surge in his aura.
The space he had to move around had already been squeezed to the extreme by Wang Xianzhi.
If he did not have any new moves, he would not be able to escape death.
However, as long as he could hold that short saber.
Variables could be created.
Because Wang Xianzhi's Qi flowed for a thousand miles. Although he became braver and stronger as he fought, and his Qi became stronger and stronger, it was also about to come to an end.
Both of them were well aware of this.
Wang Xianzhi's laughter was not straightforward. He was laughing at Hsu Fengnian, and also mocking himself. Therefore, from the beginning, Wang Xianzhi actually planned to end the life and death of both of them in one go.
At the last moment, Hsu Fengnian risked a punch to catch the Spring Thunder Saber.
As long as he could hold the saber.
He could take advantage of the situation to reverse the battle.
However, Wang Xianzhi actually stopped after half a punch.
The Qi was about to end, and unexpectedly, it reversed a thousand miles again.
It was about to form a majestic new Qi.
In a battle of the same level, the flow of Qi was in front, and the turn was behind. The speed of the flow could control the situation, but the instant change could determine life and death.
Wang Xianzhi's final battle in the human world, as well as the final finishing move, lay in this unprecedented back and forth. The trick was the word "reverse".
Wang Xianzhi withdrew half of his fist without warning. He deliberately let Hsu Fengnian hold the saber so that he could complete the Qi of a thousand miles first. Then, he would take the first step, and the second step would be first, and kill with one strike!
Suddenly.
A strange expression appeared on the old man's face.
Hsu Fengnian did not hold the Spring Thunder Saber, which was close at hand.
Wang Xianzhi withdrew his hand to take a breath. Hsu Fengnian withdrew his hand and continued to attack.
On the contrary, Hsu Fengnian seized the opportunity.
What surprised Wang Xianzhi even more was that Hsu Fengnian's Winter Embroidered Saber accurately crashed into the node of his old and new Qi. It was not his heart or neck, but a seemingly insignificant acupuncture point.
Hsu Fengnian charged forward with the "Bump Saber".
He even pressed his left hand on the back of the saber.
Wang Xianzhi was forced to retreat dozens of feet just like that.
No matter how old he was, he could not stop the arrival of the new winter season.
Wang Xianzhi's Qi was rapidly dispersing. His white hair fluttered wildly.
Hsu Fengnian lifted his saber diagonally and returned the favor. He lifted Wang Xianzhi's burly body off the ground. He did not pull out the Winter Embroidered Saber, which was used to suppress Qi. After releasing his right hand, he held the Spring Thunder Saber that had been following behind him with his left hand.
Before Wang Xianzhi pulled out the Winter Embroidered Saber with both hands, Hsu Fengnian's Spring Thunder Saber pierced through Wang Xianzhi's head.
The Winter Embroidered Saber was not pulled out.
It was the same for the Spring Thunder Saber.
The Spring Thunder Saber that pierced through Wang Xianzhi's head hovered in the air.
Then, he forced Wang Xianzhi to hang in the air.
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