A swordsman's life should be spent walking on the edge of a cliff and dancing with death!
Faced with the threat of death, Li Jing was in a good mood. When he killed for the first time, he was already prepared to be killed. It was no big deal. He put his life in the hands of the sword, to see how far he could go in the face of this insurmountable peak.
Danger was the greatest shortcut to improvement. Every moment was worth looking forward to.
Crack!
The sharp sword qi scraped the surrounding trees, and the tree trunks as thick as buckets were cut off. The branches, leaves, and sawdust flew everywhere, covering the corpses and blood on the ground.
He used all his strength to attack. The iron sword was sharp and terrifying, and its speed was amazing. The energy disturbed the quiet night and became more and more wild. Xuan Jian only hid and didn't pull out the two swords on his back. His back was always facing him and he never looked at him directly.
If this continued, it would be meaningless.
Li Jing suddenly stopped, his expression frozen in a smile. He couldn't hide the light in his eyes, and at the same time, he silently thought that it was about time.
"Still coming?" Xuan Jian's voice was filled with a bone-piercing coldness.
"Of course, why wouldn't I come? If you don't draw your sword now, you might not have the chance to draw your sword. That would be a pity.”
Li Jing raised his sword high and straightened his body. In an instant, his aura changed and the aura in his body boiled. He stomped on the ground and a deep pit appeared, leaving behind afterimages.
The sword light illuminated the world, and the night seemed to be torn apart.
"Die!" He smiled sinisterly, and his sleeves suddenly burst apart. The muscles on his right arm expanded, and power surged.
In the blink of an eye, the sword was already drawn. He held the hilt of the iron sword with both hands, pulled it down first, and then stabbed it upward. The speed and strength in the process increased by another step, just like this, he pierced through the terrifying back.
Clang!
Xuan Jian's two swords were pulled out, crossing each other to block the iron sword's astonishing sharpness. However, it was impossible for the strongest killing move to be easily blocked. Even if he was Xuan Jian, one of the eight swords of Yue Ba, his inner strength was boundless, his swordsmanship was superb, and he was a top swordsman expert in the world.
"I underestimated you. It's been a long time since I've seen a junior with such swordsmanship and spirit. It's a pity to kill him too early.”Xuan Jian took a few steps back. A sliding ravine appeared under his feet. He was already facing him. His cold eyes stared at him.
"Thank you for the compliment, but it's really not easy for you to take it seriously.”
Li Jing restrained his manic aura and returned to his normal state. Then, he struck out another sword stance. He had already used his full strength, but he only managed to force the other party to draw his sword and face him head-on. If he wanted to succeed in the challenge, he would have to forcefully break through.
He had just entered the realm of sword qi tempering his body. He would try the changes that sword qi brought to his body. Perhaps there would be a surprise.
A sharp sword aura silently emanated from his body. Although it was not strong, it gave people a stunning feeling.
"You actually drew sword qi into your body and didn't die?! Interesting. I won't kill you. Use all your methods to show me an extraordinary sword technique!”For the first time, Xuan Jian's gloomy eyes revealed a radiance that was not just cold.
This gaze was probably called seeking novelty.
"I'm relieved to hear that. I'm really afraid of being killed by you. I wanted to run away if anything went wrong. Haha, actually, I'm also a coward.”
Li Jing laughed as he spoke. His words were casual, but his hands didn't slow down. His sword shot out at high speed, and when he got close, he swung it down with lightning speed. He used as much strength as he could.
With such a high-quality target for sword practice, if he didn't hone his sword techniques now, when would he do it?
Xuan Jian's two swords moved upwards to block this swift and fierce sword. However, his arms bent and he didn't move half a step.
"The strength is passable, and the sharpness is excellent. Is this what the sword qi brings?”Muttering to himself, he cracked his mouth and revealed his dense teeth."Work harder, maybe you can hurt me.”
"Okay, I will work hard!"
Li Jing's arm was a little numb, but he was happy, like a child being praised by an adult, eager to try.
"Uncle, pay attention. Next is the Thirteen Fast Swords!”
The wind in the night howled wildly. The sharp qi and wind had an indescribable momentum. There were also the leaves that were rolled up, spinning and flying. The dark red iron sword shuttled through the wind and leaves, slashing towards the Profound Jian like a storm.
The attacks continued, and the power of each slash increased by a fraction. From different angles, Violet Maiden and Little Grass could only see sparks and clanging sounds as their swords collided.
"Take this sword!" Li Jing's sword momentum was stacked to the peak. He leaped into the air, and his four limbs were like a civet cat falling from a high place.
咵!~~
The sword energy descended like a thunderbolt. In terms of power, it had already surpassed the Deathless Sword. The sword aura had reached a new height and should be considered stronger.
As expected, battle made people stronger.
When the two swords attacked together, Xuan Jian could no longer take it lightly. He did not blindly defend like before, but used his own sword move.
Li Jing was shocked when he personally faced Xuan Jian's sword attack. What kind of power was this? The current him definitely couldn't win. He might even barely be able to escape.
His sword that broke through the limit was defeated in the blink of an eye. He was pushed back several feet by the powerful force, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Your sword makes me feel danger…I said I won't kill you, so I won't kill you.”Xuan Jian kept his sword and turned around, his back facing him once again.
It seemed like he was leaving.
"Uncle, I can't beat you this time, but I'll defeat you next time. At that time, your Yue Ba sword will belong to me!”Li Jing straightened his body and said loudly to Xuan Jian's back.
"Alright, I'll wait. With your talent, I believe that day won't be too long away. Ha ~~ If my child is still alive, he'll be around your age. Under my nurturing, he'll be more outstanding than you, even more outstanding than you…"
Xuan Jian's back view entered the night sky, and it was filled with desolation.
What was the most important thing for a swordsman? Was it a sword, or was it a cherished family member?
This man had lost his wife and son, but because of his hatred, he had gained even more power. He had reached a level that few people could reach on the path of the sword. Whether it was good or bad, no one could answer for him.
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