(The next chapter will be in the wee hours of the morning.)
When Hsu Fengnian rode the twelve swords and rushed over alone, Han Diaosi did not pay too much attention to him. After all, it was not worth mentioning that he borrowed the power of the otherworldly item. The sword controlling technique of the Wu Family's Sword Tomb was not as good as his Red Snake Flying Dragon. The human-cat paid more attention to the distance between Hsu Fengnian and the two-faced otherworldly item. Since both of them had the same mind, it was not strange for them to reciprocate each other's cultivation. Han Diaosi wanted to know how far the two of them could stretch their bodies. Previously, the otherworldly item was hiding in the snow, so it was more than three hundred zhang away from Hsu Fengnian. Now, it seemed that Hsu Fengnian was alone, but the otherworldly item in the red robe was following him from a distance like a shadow. Its footsteps were the same, and it was ethereal and nimble. The otherworldly item was wearing a loose robe, and it was like an actor shaking his sleeves, moving smoothly like the floating clouds and flowing water. It always maintained a distance of one hundred zhang away, not an inch away, not an inch away. It seemed that one hundred zhang was the best distance for the two to circulate their cultivation. After unsheathing the saber and removing the armor, Hsu Fengnian was not in a hurry to make the second saber strike. Thirty feet away and within ten feet from him, there were twelve Đồng Thái swords with perfect sword embryos. The swords were dazzling and their trajectories were strange. Hsu Fengnian's swordsmanship had reached the pinnacle. It was nothing more than the Eight Characters of the Eight Characters, where the mind was focused and the sword tip pointed. Unexpectedly, Hsu Fengnian exposed his own shortcomings and deliberately distracted himself, allowing the flying swords to randomly spin, sweep, and smash him. It was like a child fighting, a shrew blindly scratching her face with her eyes closed. He did not have the style of a master in chaos at all. Han Diaosi sneered in his heart. He strolled leisurely in the courtyard, stretched out his index finger and pointed in the air.
Originally, if Hsu Fengnian dared to concentrate on riding the sword, with Han Diaosi's understanding of the Mysterious Finger Realm, he would definitely make this kid suffer. Mysterious Finger Realm, kowtowing to ask for immortality, that was just a biased view of Daoism. The Mysterious Finger Realm was more profound than that. Everything in the world had a ritual, from the ebb and flow of the tides, to the waxing and waning of the moon, to the blossoming and wilting of the flowers, to the blowing of the wind. In Han Diaosi's eyes, as long as he could see, there was a clear trajectory in his eyes. This kind of wonderful trajectory was related to the level of the Mysterious Finger Realm. When he first entered the Mysterious Finger Realm, it was very vague, but when he entered the Mysterious Finger Realm, it became clearer as his cultivation increased. Back then, in the Sword Tomb of the Wu Family, nine swords defeated ten thousand cavalry. Among them, Wu Caoan's cultivation was only above average, and he was stuck at the Mysterious Finger Realm. Compared to his two fellow Celestial Phenomenon Realm disciples, they couldn't be mentioned in the same breath. However, during the battle on the grassland, the nine of them joined hands and he was fully deserving of the title 'Sword Tip'. Under the sword tip, he killed a total of 3700 cavalry. It was only when Wu Caoan died of exhaustion that someone else replaced him as the Sword Tip. Wu Caoan, as the sword attendant of that generation's Sword Crown, followed his master out of the Sword Tomb to gain experience and didn't practice martial arts with anyone else. After the Sword Crown became famous, he went to the East Facing Stone Tablet, looked at the West Facing Great River, and went to the East Facing Sea. In one night, he reached the Mysterious Finger Realm and finally rushed to the source of the Great River. One man and one sword followed the river to the east. When he went out to the sea, his Mysterious Finger Realm had reached the peak. No wonder later generations joked that Wu Caoan used only twenty days to accomplish what other martial artists did in their lifetime. You used an otherworldly Celestial Phenomenon cultivation base to fight against me, Han Diaosi, that was the same as courting death. Using the Xuan Finger Technique to challenge me, Han Diaosi, even though it was ingenious and purposely took a different path, it was only delaying the date of your death.
Han Diaosi familiarized himself with the twelve flying swords in the time it took for half an incense stick to burn. He then began to clean up the mess. With a heavy stomp, he stretched out his left thumb and index finger and caught the tail of a flying sword by surprise. Ignoring the vibrating sound of the flying sword, he snapped the sword with his two fingers. The red silk in his right hand brushed and took advantage of the situation to fish in troubled waters. He stretched out his other hand and wrapped it around the two long and narrow swords. He then pulled them back, twisting the two swords into a ball in his cat's fist.
Han Diaosi casually threw away the destroyed flying swords. He then boiled the plum blossoms, chopped the bamboo horses, and broke the peach blossoms in one go. He sneered, "Đồng Thái, only when you use these twelve swords can you be considered serious."
Hsu Fengnian's state of mind was as tranquil as an ancient well. He waved his right hand and finally used his will to control the remaining nine flying swords. With the momentum of an immortal caressing the top of his head, he smashed them towards Han Diaosi. The Beiliang Saber in his left hand was indomitable. The Green Dragon Sleeve was thrust towards Han Diaosi. Han Diaosi ignored the rain of swords and stepped out of the sword formation. Although the nine flying swords were aimed at his back after they missed him, he ignored them completely. He took a big step forward and smashed the strong energy released by the Beiliang Saber. The energy exploded in all directions. Even though Han Diaosi's silver hair fluttered in the wind, the human-cat still pressed his palm against the tip of the Beiliang Saber. His five fingers formed a hook and held the saber tightly. "Beiliang cavalry, Beiliang Saber. If it were someone else, it would be just so-so."
Without waiting for Hsu Fengnian to loosen his grip, Han Diaosi raised his saber and kicked Hsu Fengnian's abdomen. Hsu Fengnian seemed to be unharmed, but the snowy ground around him was filled with ripples of energy. The ground cracked with a loud bang. Han Diaosi frowned. This brat was carrying a sheathless sword on his back, but he was still unwilling to let go of his saber. Han Diaosi's palm moved along the tip of the saber and pulled it back. The handle of the saber was like a bell, slamming into Hsu Fengnian's chest. Hsu Fengnian's face turned pale, but the otherworldly item in the red robe that was eighteen feet away had already spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood. Han Diaosi did not show any mercy. He turned around and swept his leg across Hsu Fengnian's shoulder. Hsu Fengnian was like a rootless duckweed that was blown away by the strong wind. His feet left the ground, but because he was holding the saber tightly, his body that was flying through the air could not move. Han Diaosi and Hsu Fengnian, one vertical, one horizontal. Between them was the Beiliang Saber without a tip. The nine flying swords were like moths darting into a flame. However, they were all outside the lantern's thick paper and could not get close to the human cat that was the wick of the lantern. Han Diaosi saw that this brat was acting recklessly, and a hint of anger appeared on his face. A red thread snake quickly climbed onto the Beiliang Saber. Just as it was about to wrap around Hsu Fengnian's palm, the latter suddenly grasped the handle of the saber with both hands. He recalled the time when the Beimang Saber encountered a tornado on the land, when the wind blew, and when the wind blew, the Hsu Fengnian's palms were covered in blood. At this moment, Hsu Fengnian's body was like a tornado on the ground, and his palms were instantly covered in blood. Han Diaosi did not change his stance. He let go of the tip of the saber and let the saber in his palm wreak havoc. His eyes were sinister, and his voice was soft and eerie. "What a good story of a tornado hidden in a wine immortal cup. Interesting. No wonder Li Chungang was impressed by you."
Just as Han Diaosi was about to deliver the killing blow, a green-clothed woman with a spear came from the southeast. Han Diaosi's Xuan Finger finally showed its magnificence, as heavy as snow. In the blink of an eye, he used his Xuan Lei's Xuan Finger to crush Hsu Fengnian's will into one of the flying swords. With a loud bang, the woman used the Xuan Lei's Xuan Lei Spear to rebounded like a spinning top, avoiding the sharp edge of the flying sword. She spun in a forward arc, the tip of her feet stepping on the ground, knocking both of them back with the force of a thousand pounds. Han Diaosi snorted coldly. Although it had only been two moves, it was clear that the man and cat were tired of this little girl's provocation. His left hand was placed a few inches below the tip of the Xuan Lei Spear, and his feet moved lightly in a semicircle, completely dispersing the force of the Xuan Lei Spear. The woman, who did not have the majestic cultivation of Celestial Phenomenon, immediately flew away like a kite with a broken string. Han Diaosi held the Xuan Lei Spear and threw it towards the place where the woman fell. The speed was so fast that there was no whistling sound, just silence. Blue Bird was no longer the woman from the battle of the reeds outside Xiangfan City. Although the spear seemed to be going straight through her chest, her mind was clear. She stepped on the empty air and glided back steadily in the air, hurried but not in a sorry state. She held the blunt spear head with both hands and fell diagonally to the ground, creating a mud pit with each step, forcibly stopping her decline. Han Diaosi coldly snorted. Although it had only been two moves, it was clear that the man and cat were tired of this little girl's provocation. His left hand was placed a few inches below the tip of the Xuan Lei Spear, and his feet moved lightly in a semicircle, completely dispersing the force of the Xuan Lei Spear. Without a majestic cultivation of Celestial Phenomenon, the woman immediately flew away like a kite with a broken string. Han Diaosi held the Xuan Lei Spear and threw it towards the place where the woman had fallen. The speed was so fast that there was no whistling sound, just silence. Blue Bird was no longer the woman from the battle of the reeds outside Xiangfan City. The spear seemed to be going straight through her chest, but her mind was clear. She stepped on the empty air and glided back steadily in the air, hurried but not in a sorry state. Blue Bird was no longer the woman from the battle of the reeds outside Xiangfan City. the spear seemed to pierce to kill her, to her chest, but her heart was clear. She stepped on the ground, and steadily glided backwards. She held the Xuan Lei Spear with both feet, she stepped on the ground, creating a mud pit, forcibly stopping her decline. Her eyes, and meridians to the reverse, Spear, she held the spear, and spear, Spear, her to. to her to the point,, Spear 'to be to be to be to, Spear to be, Spear, to the ground, Spear, Spear, a, Spear to be, Spear to kill blow, Spear, and to, Spear, Xa, to kill, Spear, a, to, to, to,, Lei to the, Qi, Spear,, Lei, the of Eye, a, Of, Wind, and She' '' '' to snow ''s, to the snow of an, the, Flying flying,'s, to''s.......,,,,, Spe, Spe, Spe, Spe, Spe, To To Spear, the,, Spe,,,,, Spe,,,, Spe., Spear,,,,,
He was truly unafraid of death.
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