Crossing the Sword

Ye Shisan casually threw the Tingtao Sword upwards, causing the sword to spin in a circle, and then grabbed the tip of the sword. The sword shook, and the hilt pointed at Xingtian's shoulder.

If it was someone else, Xing Tian would have smashed him with one axe. But after seeing Ye Shisan's ever-changing swordsmanship, how could he dare to underestimate him? He swung his axe steadily and swept it across, pushing away Ye Shisan's seemingly unreasonable sword.

But he didn't expect that doing so would just fall into Ye Shisan's trap. This move was one of Ye Shisan's strange moves, called Tai A Upside Down. If he really used an axe to attack, Ye Shisan would not be defeated immediately, but he would be in a passive position. When true masters fight, once they fall into a passive position, it is difficult to change.

He pushed the Ting Tao away, but felt that the Ting Tao sword was not under any force, and Xing Tian immediately knew that he had been tricked. But Ye Shisan certainly would not give him a chance to correct himself, and with one hand, when Xing Tian pushed the hilt away and had no time to defend himself, the tip of the sword had already pierced his throat.

Xing Tian did not expect Ye Shisan to have such a move and hurriedly retreated.

Ye Shisan was of course not going to let him off the hook, and slapped the handle of his Tingtao sword with his left hand. The Tingtao sword accelerated sharply and shot towards Xingtian's throat.

Xing Tian was startled and quickly raised his head. The Tingtao Sword narrowly passed in front of him and cut off a strand of his long hair.

Just when Xing Tian was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat, Ye Shisan had already rushed to his side and slapped out with his right hand silently, aiming at Xing Tian's lower abdomen.

Xing Tian did not panic in the crisis. He felt Ye Shisan's palm and rushed to fight back. If they fought in the same state, the one who got the advantage would definitely not be Ye Shisan, whose power was weaker than his.

Ye Shisan had expected that Xing Tian would not be knocked down so easily, so he changed his right palm from attack to support, and gently supported Xing Tian's fist. This was a simple move in Wudang Tai Chi, which Ye Shisan had memorized when fighting with Wudang masters. After repeated practice, he had become somewhat similar to it. But because it was not a complete set of boxing techniques, he had never had the opportunity to use it. This was the first time he used it in a fight.

Xing Tian had never seen such martial arts before, and before he knew it, his fist had been deflected by Ye Shisan, and the two men passed each other.

At this time, Ye Shisan grabbed the Tingtao Sword and thrust it back from his armpit to his hand, his speed reaching his limit. He thought, at such a short distance, with such a fast and strange sword, it should be impossible for Xing Tian to dodge it.

But things are often not as good as imagined. When Ye Shisan thought victory was in sight, Xing Tian's speed suddenly doubled, so that his originally fatal sword could only leave a small scratch on Xing Tian's animal leather vest. The long-planned attack was easily resolved.

Ye Shisan missed his attack and when he turned around suddenly, Xing Tian's axe was already coming at him diagonally. In a hurry, he could only swing his sword to meet it.

"Clang!" This time, Ye Shisan clearly felt that Xing Tian was not only much faster than before, but also had a terrifying strength. With the clash of sword and axe, the broken Ting Tao sword finally died and was split into two by Xing Tian. Under the powerful power of Xing Tian, ​​his knuckles were cracked, and after retreating seven steps, he spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

Under Xingtian's full-strength attack, Ye Shisan had suffered the most serious internal injuries since his debut. Many of his meridians had been injured, and his right hand had almost lost consciousness. Helplessly, seeing Xingtian's axe coming again, he finally understood the gap between himself and the ancient god of war in front of him. When facing death, his state of mind unexpectedly became unprecedentedly peaceful, as if death was not so scary to him now. So he closed his eyes and waited for Xingtian's fatal attack to come.

But after waiting for a while, the opponent's attack had not arrived. He opened his eyes in confusion and saw that Xing Tian had already put away his weapon. He smiled at him and said, "Don't ask anything first, sit down, I will help you heal your wounds first."

At dusk, Ye Shisan had stabilized his injuries in a short time with the help of Xing Tian's powerful skills, and the rest depended on himself.

Xing Tian let out a long breath, retracted his power and said: "Although my mental method is powerful, it is too strong. If I was injured, I could recover quickly, but it is a bit far-fetched to use it to heal someone who has not practiced the "Broken Heaven Art". After a pause, he changed the subject and asked: "You must be wondering why I didn't kill you, right?"

Ye Shisan answered the question irrelevantly: "What I want to know more now is, did you use all your strength in that last attack?" Zhang Tianya had never been defeated so miserably before. If Xing Tian told him that the last attack was just a small matter, he would probably immediately consider whether to give up martial arts and pursue literature.

He took a step forward, sat down next to him and said, "Yes, I originally wanted to try to see if I could beat you if my skills and speed were similar to yours, but I failed."

Ye Shisan smiled bitterly and shook his head, "When I was in our place before, I never thought that there would be someone as powerful as you in the world. Now let's go back to the original question. Aren't you a warrior from the Black Wind Pass? Why didn't you kill me just now?" Now Ye Shisan has a preliminary understanding of Xingtian's strength. He thought that the vitality of the heaven and earth in this world is much stronger than that of his own era. In addition, when he was on the verge of death just now, his realm was actually improved again. So although he lost, he was in a good mood.

Xing Tian stretched himself lazily, yawned and said, "If you don't do it, that bastard will die in my hands."

Ye Shisan knew that he had more to say, so he didn't interrupt.

Xing Tian continued, "My father was the lord of Black Wind Pass, but he was killed by that bastard when I was five years old. His best brother risked his life to escape with me, who was only eight years old at the time, but he was also seriously injured and died soon after. So all I have towards Black Wind Pass now is hatred." When he said this, a look of grief appeared on his face.

Ye Shisan suddenly felt that this ancient god of war was not as cold as the legend said. Unconsciously, the distance between the two of them shortened a lot. Now his Xing Tian was no longer his enemy or opponent. Now he felt that he was a friend who would talk to him about anything. Perhaps this was the legendary feeling of being close at first sight. He sighed, leaned forward, lay on the grass and said, "I'm sorry, because of me, you can't kill your enemy with your own hands." After a pause, he sighed again, "You should also be more open-minded. I don't even know who my parents are. Isn't it more depressing?"

Xing Tian just smiled at Ye Shisan's comfort, and continued, "Later, I met a master, who not only took me in, but also taught me his life's work - the Heaven-Breaking Axe Technique. However, he himself went astray many times while practicing martial arts, and just left me forever not long ago." Speaking of the sad part, Xing Tian did not shed a single tear.