Jiang Ni, I can bully you, but you can't!
I don't care who your father or mother is!
The elegant young master slightly tilted his head. There were some freckles on the tip of his nose. He glanced at Hsu Fengnian who was walking towards him with a look of disdain. When his gaze shifted to the embroidered winter saber in Hsu Fengnian's left hand, he slowly said, "Oh, this saber is very nice. I like it very much. Go, break his hands. The saber is mine."
When the man heard this, he looked at Hsu Fengnian with a look of pity.
From beginning to end, Hsu Fengnian did not say a single word.
Ten steps away from the brawny man, he suddenly rushed forward. The embroidered winter saber was unsheathed. Three steps away, he chopped out with a clean and crisp saber.
The brawny man who originally did not plan to use his saber had a sharp glint in his eyes. Without seeing how he pulled out his saber, he blocked Hsu Fengnian's swift and fierce saber with the short saber on his left waist.
The short saber's handle was wrapped with gold and silver threads. It was an excellent saber that specialized in foot combat.
Hsu Fengnian's saber was blocked, but he did not blindly compete with strength. He used the rebound force to draw a stunning arc. With a turn of his body, he swept out a second saber.
The brawny man showed a trace of surprise. He quickly restrained his thoughts of underestimating his opponent. His right foot took half a step back and his left arm swung out like a wheel. He chopped down in the air. He was no longer in a defensive position. He wanted to use his innate strength to sweep away the brat who used a saber in front of him so that he could no longer lift his saber.
Hsu Fengnian, who had long been taught by the white-haired Old Man when to gather strength and when to counterattack, dodged the saber. He suddenly used an additional 30% of his strength. His speed was close to that of the brawny man's saber. In a flash, he dodged the brawny man's brutal slash.
Intentionally or unintentionally, Xu Fengnian had incorporated the bull-riding fist technique into his blade technique. His body was like a spinning top, spinning one round after another. His speed did not decrease but instead increased. Combined with the Rolling Blade Technique that he had comprehended himself, it was simply flawless. In the face of danger, he had instantly erupted with a realm that he had never been able to reach before. He had truly managed to do it in one go. His Qi was surging endlessly. Xu Fengnian's breath was calm and comfortable, so much so that the second Xiudong Sweep was far more imposing than the first.
The brawny man who missed his saber glared angrily. This brat did not know when to advance or retreat. His saber was strange and the angle was tricky. It was not easy among his peers. What a waste of his talent.
Finally, although he was annoyed, he did not pull out the long saber in his right hand. The short saber in his left hand began to show no mercy. His wrist creaked without warning. Suddenly, the saber appeared and slanted upward. It was as if he had fished out a whale from the East Sea. It suddenly hit the exceptionally bright saber of Xiu Dong.
Hsu Fengnian's alarm clock jumped out for no reason. He subconsciously used all his strength to retreat. A series of small messy arcs appeared under his feet. He finally stabilized his body.
He swallowed a mouthful of blood back into his stomach. Xiu Dong in his hand did not tremble at all.
The brawny man with two sabers was not in a hurry to chase after him. He stood still.
The Childe who said he wanted to break Hsu Fengnian's hands whispered to the beardless man beside him.
Hsu Fengnian tore off the cloth on his right hand. Xiu Dong turned from left to right. He just stared at the short saber of the brawny man who was probably three times the weight of Jiang Ni. He clicked his tongue and said, "Good saber. I thought that after the fall of Dongyue, the sabers of the Eastern Yue Imperial Family that were only used by the Eastern Yue Imperial Family had been confiscated into the national treasury. The big one was called the Man Saber of the Eastern Yue Imperial Family, and the small one was called the Brocade Saber of the Eastern Yue Imperial Family. I never thought that I would be able to see the true faces of these two beauties here."
The brawny man with the Brocade Saber on his waist showed a strange expression. He twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "You have good eyesight."
Hsu Fengnian pretended to be naive and said, "Then aren't you the Eastern Yue Imperial Family of the fallen country? Why would a stray dog come to Mount Wudang to bite people? "
The brawny man who was poked in the ribs was not angry. His calmness and cultivation skills were as outstanding as his saber art. He just said with an expressionless face, "I gave you ten minutes to rest. Is that enough?"
Hsu Fengnian held Xiu Dong in his right hand and did not speak.
The freckled Childe with the tip of his nose said impatiently, "Why are you talking to him? I only want the saber. After cutting off his hands, whether he lives or dies is up to fate!"
Hsu Fengnian, whose left hand was covered with blood, unexpectedly lifted the scabbard. Was he afraid that his opponent had two sabers and he would be at a disadvantage if he fought with only one saber?
Seeing this, the Eastern Yue Imperial Family people sneered.
Hsu Fengnian rushed forward again, rolling his saber like a snowball. His half a year of saber practice was incisive and vivid. The lonely ghost left by the Eastern Yue Imperial Family easily broke Hsu Fengnian's unconventional moves one by one. He deliberately waited for the moment when Hsu Fengnian had to change his Qi and killed him. This kind of torture was like holding a saber to the neck but not allowing the person under the saber to exhale.
At the moment when Hsu Fengnian's Dantian was exhausted, he resisted the opponent's powerful slash. At the same time, the scabbard in his left hand was thrown out like a heavenly steed soaring across the sky. It shot out like an arrow and went straight to the Childe's chest. The Eastern Yue Imperial Family swordsman's eyelids twitched. He turned his head in violation of the taboo of fighting formations to determine whether this damn throw would cause any harm that he could not bear.
This was the best opportunity for Hsu Fengnian to hurt the enemy. However, when he caught a glimpse of the Childe's right hand from the corner of his eye, Hsu Fengnian knew that it was not good. He forcibly suppressed the impulse to throw out his saber and retreated again and again. Sure enough, when the Eastern Yue Imperial Family swordsman turned his head, the saber had already been unsheathed. A two-foot-deep crack was cut in the mud in front of Hsu Fengnian.
It was a shocking sight.
In addition to adjusting his Qi, Hsu Fengnian also looked at the Xiu Dong scabbard.
The man in white stretched out his arm and gently pinched the scabbard that Hsu Fengnian was determined to get.
It was unknown whether the Childe was completely unaware of the crisis or he was born with the demeanor of a general. He laughed and said, "You're just an embroidered pillow. Do you want to kill me with such petty tricks? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at? Do you know who these two people in front of you are?! "
Seeing that the Eastern Yue Imperial Family swordsman had no intention to use his saber, Hsu Fengnian finally had a chance to take a closer look at the Childe who had only been freckled by His Royal Highness. He suddenly understood and said with a smile, "Little girl, tell me. Let's see if you can scare me."
The Childe's face turned red. He lifted his leg and kicked the middle-aged man beside him, screaming, "Kill him!"
The man finally opened his mouth. His voice was sharp and harsh, neither yin nor yang. "You're courting death."
Without seeing him move, the Xiu Dong scabbard shot toward Hsu Fengnian's neck like a thunderbolt.
The Eastern Yue Imperial Family swordsman in front of Hsu Fengnian tipped his toes and made way.
If he didn't dodge, he would be pierced by the scabbard.
Hsu Fengnian closed his eyes. He wasn't accepting his fate, but gambling with his life.
The wind suddenly rose. Thousands of tall bamboos in His Royal Highness's bamboo forest bent toward the direction of the crowd, forming a worshipping posture. It was exactly the same as the 81 peaks, as if the mysteries of heaven were being drawn.
An old Taoist priest floated out, looking indescribably like an immortal.
He casually "picked up" the scabbard and put it down slightly. It happened to fit Hsu Fengnian's Xiu Dong into the scabbard.
The old Taoist priest calmly stood beside Hsu Fengnian.
The guy dressed as a Childe but was seen through by Hsu Fengnian as a woman kicked the man who threw the scabbard and scolded, "Useless thing! Kill! Kill them all for me! "
The young Martial Granduncle hiding in the bamboo forest sighed, "This mountain really can't be left. The women at the foot of the mountain are all tigresses."
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