Tuoba Chunsun's bladesmanship was simple and plain. His bladesmanship was straightforward and there were few fancy techniques. The rhythm was clear and distinct. Obviously, it was born from the killing of battle formations. The treachery of this Beimang's Heaven-titled Aristocratic Family's son lay in the fact that he was able to switch between one hand and both hands rapidly. Only when there was no fixed pattern or unsheathed sword would people be afraid of him. This was similar to Hsu Fengnian's sheathed Spring Thunder at his waist. However, Tuoba Chunsun's advantage was that he had the Demon in Brocade Robe and Duan Bo Er backing him up. As long as he was not killed in one strike, he could focus on his bladesmanship without any scruples. On the other hand, Tuoba Chunsun's physique was almost unparalleled in the world. Tuoba Chunsun was in high spirits as he fought to his heart's content. His bladesmanship became more and more ferocious. It was obvious that he was using battle to nurture battle. All the elite soldiers in the world were trained this way. On the path of martial arts, there were countless people who took this path. However, ordinary martial artists did not have a terrifying family background like Tuoba Chunsun's. Once they failed miserably, they would be consigned to eternal damnation. Regardless of how bloody and cruel Tuoba Chunsun's methods were, the temperament he had tempered was in line with the martial arts of the pinnacle. Hsu Fengnian kept his blade sheathed but did not show any signs of pulling it out. He only swung his hands and fought bare-handed with Tuoba Chunsun and his bladesmanship. Several times, he was able to seize an inch of advantage. He imitated Miss Hehe and used his hand as a blade. One time, he succeeded. Just as he was about to blast this Beimang general's Qi to pieces with Stacked Thunder, he was suddenly knocked away by the colorful python. This time, he was quick-witted. His left hand cleverly moved the Spring Thunder at his waist. The short blade circled around his body and bounced to the side of Tuoba Chunsun's waist. Then, he was slapped on the face by Tuoba Chunsun, sending Tuoba Chunsun flying. Just as he was about to give chase and beat him while he was down, he was entangled by Duan Bo Er, who was proficient in close combat, allowing Tuoba Chunsun to recover his momentum.
Tuoba Chunsun looked at the young man who was not at a disadvantage in close combat with Duan Bo Er. He took a deep breath and stabilized his breathing. He smiled and said, "Fun, fun fun."
Duan Bo Er was ranked sixth among the top ten of Beimang's Devil Dao. He was different from the Colorful Python Embroidered Sleeve Man who relied on external forces and the female zither player who used music to bewitch him. He relied on his own vigorous combat strength and was known as the Dragon Spine and Bear Shoulders. He was the number one expert in close combat in the prairie. He had broken countless experts who were at the level of a nation. He fought in close combat with great force and strength. His fist aura was like a thunderclap as he dodged and shifted. His moves were not inferior to Hsu Fengnian's Swimming Fish Style. If it wasn't for the fact that Tuoba Chunsun had a weapon to distance himself from such a troublesome person, it would be impossible to deal with him. Tuoba Chunsun quietly adjusted his breathing and was not in a hurry to enter the battlefield to practice his saber. He was curious why this young man with a saber would rather engage in close combat with Duan Bo Er than draw his saber. With this person's mystical ability to control the saber away from his hand and the boundless sword aura that was like a surging river, it would be easier for him to draw his saber. When Tuoba Chunsun saw this fellow and Duan Bo Er punching each other's chests and taking a few steps back, he confirmed that this person was indeed in the Vajra Realm. He let out a mouthful of turbid air and waved his saber. He laughed heartily and said, "Although I don't know how your Vajra Realm can suppress the python's poison temporarily, I don't believe that you can exhaust the three of us by taking turns."
Although Duan Bo Er was forced back by a punch, his expression remained normal. He was a little surprised by this young man's inner strength and patience. He silently withdrew from the battlefield and left it for the young master to practice his saber.
Hsu Fengnian stretched out his thumb and wiped away the trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. Tuoba Chunsun was using him to practice his saber, but wasn't he also using these three people to temper his physique and qi dynamic? Back then, Li Chungang had three to four hundred sleeves of green snakes, so how could he be beaten up for nothing? Hsu Fengnian didn't dare to say that he was invincible, but if he were to say that he would exhaust his Great Yellow Court cultivation and stamina that had stepped into the Vajra Realm in a short amount of time, it would be a fantasy story. Although Hsu Fengnian was in a sorry state, he still cherished this opportunity. He was happy to let Tuoba Chunsun slowly play with him. However, his mouth didn't show any mercy. He laughed and said, "Fun? Back then, I told your mother the same thing. When you have a wife in the future, I'll tell her the same thing. "
The devil in brocade robe opened his mouth slightly and was stunned by what he said. He was really reckless. Didn't he know that the young master's mother was the woman of the number one person in Beimang? Duan Bo Er let out a sigh and was a little impressed by this young man's guts. He could still be so stubborn even when he was on the brink of death.
Tuoba Chunsun had an indifferent expression as he walked into the battlefield with his saber. However, his right hand was on the hilt of his sword as he said slowly, "Since you want to die, I'll satisfy you. Let me ask you one last question. Why is your Vajra Realm different from my two retainers? "
Hsu Fengnian responded with a sneer and raised his hand to shake Kunlun.
Tuoba Chunsun was ignored by this fellow time and time again. He was at a disadvantage and twitched his mouth. The old man in brocade robe and Duan Bo Er raised their voices at the same time. They knew that the young master's good temper was gone and that he was about to start the massacre.
A colorful python leaped out of the ground ten steps in front of Hsu Fengnian and pounced toward him. Behind him, a huge python with a huge body that created a ditch in the grassland slid toward his back.
Hsu Fengnian didn't care about the colorful python's sneak attack. He raised his hands and pressed them down. Kunlun could be shaken, so why would he be afraid of an evil creature that wasn't even a dragon yet?
The colorful python that was pouncing toward him was twisted by his hands and slammed into it with his shoulder. When it landed on the ground, it created a huge pit. The colorful python shook its head and was severely injured. Behind him, layers of rivers were broken. Five to six blood grooves appeared on the colorful python's body that was thirty feet long. It bounced into the air and struggled to its heart's content. When it landed on the ground, it was on the verge of death. The old devil in brocade robe's eyes were cold. The attacks of his two beloved colorful pythons were blocked as expected. Seeing that Duan Bo Er had closed in on him in an instant, the old devil sneered in his heart. Xu Fengnian's single breath shook Kunlun and River Severing Six, and this was already his limit. After being punched in the chest by Duanbo Er, the Qi leaked out and formed a mirage. It was originally floating and swaying, and could not be said to be invulnerable. However, it was also broken by this brawny man who was ranked sixth among the Devil Path in terms of martial prowess. Due to the fist aura, not only did Xu Fengnian's hair not flutter backward, it was pulled forward in reverse. After being smashed by the fist aura, his feet could no longer take root, and his body floated backward. Tuoba Chunsun, who had been running all the way, pulled out his sword for the second time. Strands of purple qi appeared on the blade's edge, and in an instant, it was as thick as a finger. The sword qi was a level stronger than before, and the blade slashed out an oblique cross in the air.
Hsu Fengnian raised his arms to block.
His sleeves were cut open and fresh blood flowed out.
Tuoba Chunsun didn't show mercy after gaining the upper hand. With the blade and sword in his hand, he was dazzling like a bouquet of flowers.
When the two finally stood in the flying dust, Tuoba Chunsun knocked his blade and sword against each other, shaking off a few drops of scarlet blood.
Hsu Fengnian's hair was disheveled. He had a purple mark between his eyebrows as if he had opened the Heavenly Eye. He reached out and grabbed a strand of hair that had been cut off along with his headscarf in the air. He tied it into a knot and tied it into a headscarf.
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