From the beginning of Swordsman, he created a legend in the martial arts world.

Meng Fei quietly felt the immense pressure coming at him, his eyes remaining calm.

He slowly raised the long sword in his hand, the tip pointing diagonally at the ground, giving Shi Hao the simplest response.

Countless gazes were focused on the two of them, holding their breath and waiting for this final battle that would determine the position of Holy Maiden and even influence the future of Miao territory for decades to come.

"please!"

Shi Hao's voice was like muffled thunder. As soon as he finished speaking, his figure transformed into a blue afterimage, rushing straight towards Meng Fei with the force of a thunderbolt.

The unsheathed cyan scimitar sliced ​​through the air with a sharp whistle. Before the blade even arrived, a chilling aura of poison mixed with boundless killing intent suddenly shot straight at Meng Fei's center.

Meng Fei's eyes narrowed, and he dared not be negligent in the slightest. He changed his footwork and retreated, while his long sword turned into a bolt of lightning, accurately pointing at the side of Shi Hao's most powerful blade attack - "Spirit Serpent Probing the Cave"!

"clang--!"

The first clash of swords produced a deafening roar far greater than any before!

Meng Fei felt a powerful and domineering force, along with a strange and vibrating power, coming from the sword, which made his wrist go numb and his blood and qi in his chest stagnate.

Shi Hao's internal strength and swordsmanship are far superior to Ma Qing's!

A glint flashed in Shi Hao's eyes. He pressed his advantage and unleashed his sword technique, the "Hundred-Refined Sword Technique," a fusion of Central Plains and Miao sword techniques!

The blade flashed like a blue ribbon, sometimes wide and sweeping, each move containing immense power, sometimes cunning and unpredictable, like a scorpion's tail lashing out from unbelievable angles.

Even more terrifying is that wherever the blade passes, a faint, dizzying, and sweet-smelling stench always lingers.

Shi Hao has perfectly combined strength, speed, unpredictability, and poison skills. His swordsmanship has reached a state of perfection, and is extremely domineering!

Meng Fei pushed the first three moves of the Thirteen Deadly Swords to their limits: "Spirit Serpent Probing the Cave" targeted the joints, "Three Stars Stealing the Soul" covered the vital points, and "Rainbow Piercing the Sun" launched a frontal assault.

The sword light was like a swift, precise, and ruthless blade, deflecting deadly attacks at the last possible moment. Even the occasional counterattacks were aimed directly at the subtle, imperceptible flaws in Shi Hao's moves.

However, Shi Hao was extremely experienced. Meng Fei's fierce sword moves, which were enough to kill Ma Qing in an instant, were deflected by Shi Hao with his stronger blade energy, or he skillfully dodged with exquisite footwork and blade momentum.

The two fought with lightning speed, their swords flashing and creating a deadly storm on the arena, forcing the spectators near the edge to involuntarily retreat.

Dozens of moves had passed in the blink of an eye. Although Meng Fei showed no signs of defeat and his swordsmanship remained sharp, anyone with discerning eyes could see that he had been suppressed by Shi Hao's domineering and unpredictable "Hundred Refined Blade Technique".

"Has this Central Plains kid... reached his limit?"

"Shi Hao's swordsmanship is terrifying! His strength, poison skills, and unpredictability are all perfectly integrated, making him virtually invincible!"

"It seems Black Stone Village's efforts are about to be in vain..."

Discussions began to rise from the audience, with almost everyone starting to favor Shi Hao.

Watching the fight between the two on the field, Sha Xiong's face was solemn, and his knuckles turned slightly white from the force he exerted.

Meng Fei remained calm and composed. Shi Hao's swordsmanship was stronger than he had expected. Although the first three moves of the Thirteen Deadly Swords were exquisite, it was indeed difficult to win quickly against such an unprecedentedly powerful enemy.

His eyes turned cold as he seized the opportunity when Shi Hao unleashed his "Ten Thousand Scorpions Piercing the Top" strike, and his internal energy suddenly accelerated.

Thirteen Deadly Swords – Fourth Sword, Awakening of Insects!

The condensed, almost tangible "line" reappeared, silent yet carrying a resolute determination to pierce through everything, directly targeting Shi Hao's fleeting vulnerability in the throat.

Upon seeing this, Shi Hao's pupils suddenly contracted!

He had already studied Meng Fei's sword strike and knew its speed, danger, and accuracy!

At the critical moment, Shi Hao roared and instead of withdrawing his sword to defend, he poured all his power into his left arm. Instantly, a strange bluish-black color appeared on Shi Hao's arm, as if it were covered with a tough layer of keratin.

"laugh!"

The sword tip was narrowly blocked by Shi Hao with his left arm, producing a muffled thud like hitting rotten leather, but it failed to completely penetrate the strange defense, leaving only a deep, bone-revealing bloodstain.

As Meng Fei countered with his sword, Shi Hao's downward slashing blade was deflected, grazing his shoulder and taking away a piece of his clothes. A chilling, poisonous aura also seeped into his body.

The two used the force to separate and stand still.

Meng Fei's clothes were torn on his shoulder, and his skin had turned an unnatural bluish tinge, but he quickly suppressed it with his internal force.

Shi Hao's left arm was covered in blood, and the muscles at the wound were twisted, indicating that he was also seriously injured.

The first move of Jingzhe only resulted in a stalemate between them and Shi Hao, with both sides suffering heavy losses!

Shi Hao glanced at the wound, his eyes flashing with even more ferocity. He laughed loudly, "Good swordsmanship! Too bad, the power is still lacking! The next strike will take your life!"

As Meng Fei forced Shi Hao back, a subtle sense of urgency flashed through his mind. The two hours were almost up, and he needed to finish the battle quickly and could no longer hold back.

At this moment, Shi Hao had clearly lost patience and was determined to settle the score in one fell swoop!

He gripped the knife with both hands, his aura rapidly rising. The dark green patterns on the blade suddenly shone with a blinding light, and a terrifying aura that sent shivers down one's spine spread out. He seemed to merge with the knife, transforming into a primordial scorpion about to pounce on its prey!

"Azure Scorpion's Deadly Slash - God-Slaying Slash with Ten Thousand Poisons!"

This is Shi Hao's ultimate trump card!

This move embodies his life's work and all his understanding of swordsmanship. Its power is earth-shattering. Before the sword even falls, the violent sword intent has already locked down all of Meng Fei's space to dodge.

The audience gasped in a deafening roar!

Everyone thought that the battle was about to end, and that the Central Plains swordsman would have no chance of withstanding this earth-shattering strike!

Aya from Baicaodong had her heart in her throat, her hands tightly covering her cherry lips, her eyes filled with despair.

Although she had witnessed Meng Fei's strength, Shi Hao's strike was beyond human capability to withstand!

However, at this critical moment of life and death, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the last trace of hesitation in Meng Fei's eyes completely vanished, replaced by an absolute focus and killing intent that was so cold it seemed to freeze everything!

Shi Hao was very strong, so strong that he had to use his backup plan ahead of time. More than two hours had passed, and he could no longer afford to hold back.

"The Thirteen Deadly Swords - Fifth Form: Dawn Break!"

Meng Fei silently shouted in his heart, and the long sword in his hand suddenly emitted a clear and resonant sound that seemed to pierce through the clouds and split rocks!

The sword blade burst forth with the first ray of light, like the dawn piercing through the darkness. The light was not dazzling, but it carried the purity and sharpness of tearing through all obstacles and announcing a new life!

As the sword's momentum rose, even Shi Hao's terrifying sword intent, which had locked down the space, seemed to loosen slightly.

But that's not enough!

Meng Fei's intuition told him that he might be able to gain the upper hand and seriously injure Shi Hao with "Dawn" alone, but he might not be able to kill him instantly when he unleashed the full power of this opponent!

Without the slightest pause, at the very moment when the "flaw" of the sword's momentum was about to dissipate and the power shifted—

"The Thirteen Deadly Swords - Sixth Form, Crescent Moon!"

The sword light suddenly transformed from the ultimate "dawn" light into a beautiful, solitary arc of "waning moon" that seemed to absorb all light!

This sword strike embodies the ultimate in "contraction" and "silence," concealing all killing intent, power, and speed within a perfect yet deadly arc. It is silent and still, yet carries the final sentiment of the withering of all things and the desolation of the moon and the loneliness of people.

The fifth sword, "Dawn," and the sixth sword, "Crescent Moon," one bright and one dark, one born and one destroyed, are in a cycle of mutual generation and destruction, their power more than doubled.

All of this seemed to take a long time, but in fact it happened in the blink of an eye. In the eyes of the audience, all they saw was Shi Hao's world-destroying "Ten Thousand Poison God-Slaying Slash" transforming into a poisonous light that tore the sky and split the earth, and slashed down fiercely!

Meng Fei seemed to have only unleashed one sword strike—a strange sword light that first resembled the dawn's first rays and then transformed into a desolate, waning moon, meeting the azure poisonous ray head-on!

"boom--!!!"