Blood seeped out of the corner of his mouth. He lifted his sleeve and wiped it away. Little Tuoba grinned coldly. Just now, he wanted to take the full force of the kick and deliver a heavy blow to his opponent. But after years of training by his father, he was keenly aware that if he really did that, both sides would suffer. Damn it, even if one leg was broken, he would have to pay an unbearable price of breaking his chest. He had no choice but to put away his saber and point it at the damn guy's crotch. If he dared to ignore the consequences, he would cut off his family jewels. He made the right bet, but he still suffered a great loss. It was equivalent to taking a kick for nothing. His Qi and blood were surging, which he had not enjoyed for a long time.
With the brocade-robed servant on the side, the young macheteman who did not draw his saber did not chase after him. Little Tuoba spat out a mouthful of blood and slowly stood up. He asked, "You are so fearless. Could it be that you have entered the First Class?"
Hsu Fengnian held the Spring Thunder that was not as satisfying as before. He had no time to care about the wonderful expressions of Cha 'er and the hundreds of cavalrymen. At the critical moment of life and death, he had to deal with both the young villain and the old man in brocade-robed. He could not take the time to enjoy the surprise and awe in other people's eyes. As for the life and death of the herdsmen, he had to survive first before he had the right to think about it.
Little Tuoba's manner changed completely. He no longer smiled. "I don't want to play with you anymore."
Hsu Fengnian gave him one back this time.
The young man in the fox fur hat did not get angry. He calmed down and changed the saber in his right hand to his left hand.
After drawing his saber, there was still a good sword hanging on the right side of his waist. As a right-handed person, he was obviously ready to draw his sword at any time.
Restraining his frivolity, the young man really brought a lot of surprise to Hsu Fengnian. After fighting seriously, the saber in his left hand was better than in his right hand. The strong wind penetrated the blade. After a few flicks, the wind brought up sand and stones, which almost pierced the mirage and reached the skin. Hsu Fengnian frowned and had to loosen part of his Qi. He used the Spring Thunder as a sword. The sword aura rolled on the dragon wall. This move was secretly learned by the Chess and Sword Music School and became a famous famous move. It was magnificent. Hsu Fengnian's body was like a fish. Although the Spring Thunder was out of his hand, he still controlled it. Hsu Fengnian's body avoided the sharp edge of the young man's saber, but the sword aura kept on increasing. It was the same move of Hsu Fengnian. Every time it passed, the sword aura grew bigger and bigger. It was like a snowball rolling. After ten rounds of sword aura rolling on the dragon wall, Tao Qianzhi was crushed. At this moment, the young man's sword was rolling on the dragon wall countless times. Although the young man showed signs of defeat, he was always separated by a layer of window paper.
Just when Little Tuoba thought that he had grasped the trick, the Swimming Fish Style that Hsu Fengnian learned from the herd of wild bulls no longer retreated. Instead, he slid in front of Little Tuoba. He flicked away the spring thunder with one finger and grabbed the back of the saber with his left hand. When he was about to make a move, he could clearly see that the young man who was less than twenty years old was shocked. However, Hsu Fengnian did not beat him when he was down. Instead, he retreated without hesitation. As expected, Little Tuoba, who was as good at acting as he was in martial arts, finally pulled out the famous Beimang sword and drew a ruthless crescent moon on Hsu Fengnian's chest. Hsu Fengnian exhaled quietly. His body gently touched the ground and floated backward.
The ground suddenly exploded. It was really like a sudden clap of thunder rising from the ground.
A giant python with a colorful crown on its head rushed out of the ground and bit at Hsu Fengnian's right foot that had landed on the ground.
The old man in the brocade robe did not make a move. It was actually this beast that had sneaked out of the ground that launched the sneak attack.
Hsu Fengnian did not follow his instinct to jump up and expose the flaws of the young man in the fox fur coat and the retainer in the brocade robe. Instead, he stomped down on the giant python's mouth that was full of sharp teeth!
The sharp teeth cut through the mirage and slid down two bloody grooves on both sides of Hsu Fengnian's calf. At the same time, Hsu Fengnian took advantage of the opportunity to stomp the head back into the ground.
Hsu Fengnian succeeded in stomping down, suppressing the intense pain and numbness on his calf. However, when he looked at the old man in the brocade robe who had taken a step forward and then retreated, his red phoenix eyes narrowed. Finally, he did not conceal his killing intent. He knew who this sinister old man was. He was the Colorful Python Brocade Sleeve Man, ranked seventh among the Ten Great Devils of Beimang!
This person was abandoned in the wilderness when he was young and no one knew what he was raised by. It was unknown whether he was gifted or not, but he could understand the language of beasts since he was young. When he left the mountain when he was young, he became famous for rearing rare birds and strange beasts. However, when he was in his prime, he did not know the immensity of heaven and earth and wanted to steal a young qilin from the forbidden area of the Dao De Sect. His spine was shattered by the State Preceptor of Beimang's finger, causing him to lose all his skills. However, he was still able to make a comeback and enter the Vajra Realm. In terms of martial arts prospects, it was impossible for him to advance to the Mysterious Finger Realm. However, because he reared so many ferocious beasts, he almost did not need to personally fight against his enemies. It was impossible for his enemies to guard against him when he controlled the ferocious beasts. This was especially so when a female python with a colorful crown on her head was about to transform into a dragon. For some reason, she died before she could soar into the clouds. He cut open her abdomen and dug out her three eggs. The three young pythons were fed countless elixirs and hundreds of kinds of flesh and blood. After 20 years of unnatural maturation, their bodies were only slightly smaller than the adult female python's.
The old man in the brocade robe laughed softly and said, "The outcome has been decided."
Little Tuoba glanced at Hsu Fengnian's calf that was bitten by the colorful python's teeth. He slowly sheathed his famed sword that could cut off hair and became cynical again. He said with regret, "What a pity. Even if a Vajra Realm expert was bitten, he might be able to survive, but he would quickly become a puppet that could not move within a few hours. It seems like your luck is not too good. You still have to be buried in the sand, skinned, and poured water on your head. Fortunately, your whole body is paralyzed and you don't know the pain of being poured mercury on your head."
Hsu Fengnian asked, "Since this old bastard is the Colorful Python Brocade Master, then you must be the youngest son of Tuoba, right?"
Little Tuoba waved his Mang Saber and nodded. "Tuoba Chunsun."
Hsu Fengnian replied indifferently again and continued, "Spring bamboo shoots? They are not as delicious as winter bamboo shoots. "
Tuoba Chunsun held his stomach and laughed out loud. He was in a good mood.
He quite liked this kind of unfunny joke. When he heard it before he killed someone, it was just like when he had lost his appetite and came across a plate of good food that looked, smelled, and tasted good. It was the best way to eat.
However, in the next moment, he couldn't laugh anymore.
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