Hsu Fengnian floated in the air at the same height as the sixth floor, looking down at the old man on the ground. The robe under his armpit was cut open by a strand of sword aura that reached the Godless Realm. The sword aura was formless, and the sword was where the heart was. It was already considered a superior technique, but there were still traces to be found when fighting with a top master. However, if the flying sword technique was formless and godless and unpredictable, then it would be a real headache. As for Đồng Thái's flying sword technique, it was clearly a sword, but it was superior to the Godless Sword Aura. He already had the bearing of an immortal swordsman. No one would want to provoke this middle-aged swordsman who had borrowed a sword from Li Chungang and then returned from a visit to the East Sea. After Wang Xianzhi's death, even Tuoba did not dare to say that he had absolute confidence in winning. At most, he had a 50% chance of winning. The current Hsu Fengnian did not have the strength to do so. Sui Xie Gu, who was a hundred years old, was without a doubt the second best swordsman in the world after Deng Tai 'a. Even though the old man mocked himself for having lived a hundred years in vain when he went north with Deng Tai' a, he was still the only swordsman in the hundreds of years of Jianghu. Li Chungang was the only swordsman who could catch up with Ancestor Lu in terms of swordsmanship. Deng Tai 'a's swordsmanship was recognized by the world as "inferior swordsmanship". Sui Xie Gu's swordsmanship was inferior to Li Chungang's, and his swordsmanship was inferior to Đồng Thái's by several generations. However, this was not a reason for Sui Xie Gu to be underestimated.
Hsu Fengnian stepped on Sui Xie Gu, who was about to fly into the tower. Sui Xie Gu responded with courtesy, and his sword aura cut his robe.
The atmosphere on the Tide-listening Pavilion's side was tense to the extreme.
Xu Weixiong, who was sitting in a wheelchair, appeared outside the steps. He said calmly, "Just give him the two worldly possessions."
In her opinion, there was no need to anger the old swordsman with long eyebrows, whose name was not on the rankings, but whose strength was enough to enter the rankings, for two swords that she would never have the chance to unsheathe.
Hsu Fengnian shook his head and said, "If it's mine, I'll give it away. Second Sister, you like him. No way. "
Sui Xie Gu, who had been stopped four times in a row, could not help but mock: "What arrogance! Do you really think that a crippled local snake like you can kill all the dragons in the world? "
Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "Senior, you asked for it."
The corner of Sui Xie Gu's mouth twitched as he said darkly: "Oh, this brat is really panting? This Old Man originally treated it as a joke, but since you don't know what's good for you, This Old Man will take this opportunity to correct the name of all the swordsmen in the world. Without Wang Xianzhi, the number one in the world should belong to a swordsman. "
Hsu Fengnian said indifferently: "After the battle with Wang Xianzhi, I learned a little and comprehended three moves. If senior can withstand them, don't mention handing over Fu Ji and the Way of Shudao, even this armory will be yours."
After saying this, Hsu Fengnian raised his hand and the assassins of the Prince's residence who were hiding in secret began to retreat rapidly. The dazed servant girl was taken away on the spot and thrown to the other side of Tidehark Lake.
Sui Xie Gu closed his eyes to rest and waited quietly.
Xu Weixiong did not move. He only supported his chin with one hand and tilted his head. He looked up at his high and mighty younger brother and the corner of his mouth lifted slightly.
It seemed that he really could not beat him up like before.
The wind rises at the end of the green duckweed.
There was a patch of reeds beside Tidehark Lake. The autumn reeds had already turned grey, their stems slanted and the clumps of fluffy reeds gradually withered.
The wind rose and the catkins flew.
If one were to look closely, they would see that the hollow stems of the reeds that grew from the water began to break inch by inch in a disorderly manner.
In this patch of reeds at the end of autumn, the catkins flew like flying snow.
At the same time, the originally tranquil mirror of Tidehark Lake at the waist of Mount Qingliang began to shatter into fine fragments. It was as if countless hammers were tirelessly striking this mirror of water. The occasional koi fish that leapt out of the water were instantly pulverized into fine powder.
Countless mottled cracks began to appear on the richly colored wooden pavilion at the center of the lake. The two rows of scholar willows on the path to the center of the lake began to emit waves of muffled cracking sounds.
In the end, the shore at the foot of Tidehark Pavilion was also affected. From the edge of the water to the empty space beneath Hsu Fengnian's feet, the entire area was covered with fleeting patterns of air currents. But this undercurrent, intentionally or otherwise, circled around Sui Xie Gu and Xu Weixiong. However, the two were in different situations. Xu Weixiong had circled around of his own accord, while the old man was like a rock in the middle of a river, forcefully breaking through the current.
Hsu Fengnian "sat" cross-legged, looking down at the motionless Sui Xie Gu.
In terms of their understanding of the sword, whether it was sword moves or sword intent, they were the most outstanding figures in the world. Hsu Fengnian had also imitated Li Chungang's sword attack on the peak of the Great Snow Plateau many times, borrowing a hundred swords with great momentum. But Hsu Fengnian was well aware that this kind of large-scale sword attack was both pleasing to the eye and practical when used against ordinary martial artists. This was because each sword and each sword's Sword Qi, even if distributed to a single person, the power would still be considerable. But when faced against an opponent like Sui Xie Gu, who was on par with him, no one had ever squandered their essence, Qi and spirit in such a manner. Just like when Li Chungang and Wang Xianzhi met again on the surface of the Eastern Sea in the Martial Emperor City after dozens of years, the old man's majestic sword flow seemed to be scattered as it smashed towards Wang Xianzhi. But in reality, it was one sword after another, and the Sword Qi was closely intertwined. Hsu Fengnian was doing the opposite at the Listening Tide Lake. Although he made the first move, he did not make the first move. Instead, he gave the initiative to Sui Xie Gu. This was the attitude of a host welcoming a guest. I have brought out a table full of sumptuous food and wine. Whether you want to eat or not depends on whether your appetite is big enough!
This move contained not only Li Chungang's sword intent, but also Xue Songguan's random beat in the rainy alley. It also contained the essence of Deng Tai 'a's Thunder Pool and some of the Zen of the Dragon Tree Monk.
As long as Sui Xie Gu, who was trapped in a circle, made a move, it would affect everything. He would become the enemy of this small world.
Whether Sui Xie Gu wanted to prove his swordsmanship or the reputation of the world's swordsmen, he had to first walk out of this small world of Buddhism's cage.
Just as Sui Xie Gu was about to make his move, Hsu Fengnian turned to look at Xu Weixiong and smiled. Then, he threw a chess piece high up in the air slowly and casually.
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