The Rainbow-Crowned Python is a rare and ferocious beast. Its hide is impervious to blades and arrows, and it possesses the strength of dragons and elephants combined. Countless martial cultivators have perished beneath its coiling body. However, Xu Fengnian was unaware that the python’s fangs carried a potent venom capable of numbing even a King Kong body. As he stepped forward, both advantages and dangers emerged. At this moment, Xiao Tuoba and the Brocade Sleeves devil were already confident of victory. Xu Fengnian, who had been tightly concealing his aura, instantly unleashed the Golden Coffer technique, charging forward directly toward the The Path of Sorcery master, the Brocade Sleeves youth, as if ready to perish together with him. Xiao Tuoba remained composed, showing no intention of intervening, but the old devil’s pupils contracted. The ground beneath his feet exploded, and the Rainbow Python erupted from the earth once more. The The Path of Sorcery master stood atop the python’s head, towering above, his aura surging like boiling water, ready to block this final strike from the Southern aristocrat using the python’s might.
As Xu Fengnian dashed forward five steps, his figure abruptly halted, staggering slightly. The Demon Lord’s heart relaxed, a cold sneer forming on his lips. The python had consumed countless poisons; its breath alone could render ordinary men unconscious. Even a King Kong-level expert would find their meridians infiltrated by the venom upon being bitten, and the more they circulated their energy, the deeper the poison would seep into their marrow.
Xu Fengnian’s brief hesitation, which should have revealed obvious signs of fatigue, caused the brocade robe elder’s intent and aura to slacken slightly. Xiao Tuoba, a master of feigned combat, suddenly shouted a warning without reason. The Brocade Sleeves Lang saw the sword-buckled man dart like a fish, slipping to the python’s front in an instant. Taking advantage of the python’s blind spot as it raised its head, Xu Fengnian somehow twisted his body and disappeared from sight. The Magichead, unskilled in close combat, sensed danger. Xu Fengnian, who had displayed extraordinary agility even in tight spaces among herds of bison, suddenly appeared behind the brocade robe Demon Lord. He raised a palm, ready to strike the old bastard’s back. This move, the Shattered Tablet Style, was derived from a secret martial manual in the Tianchao Pavilion’s collection, bearing the momentum of subduing dragons and tigers. During his sword practice on Wudang Mountain, most of the ancient manuals he had studied were sword and blade techniques. Later, when he traveled to the Northern Savage, he broadened his skills to include various martial arts for the sake of cultivating his intent. This devastating strike, the Shattered Tablet Palm, could reduce even a thick stone tablet to dust.
However, before the strike could fully connect, Xu Fengnian was struck in the left shoulder by a sudden punch from nowhere, sending him flying. This ambush, where both sides timed their attacks perfectly, left neither side victorious. After landing and steadying himself, Xu Fengnian’s lips curled into a sinister grin. He was not enraged, merely disappointed that he had not been able to fully unleash the strike. He did not glance at the Demon Lord who had nearly been thrown from the python’s head, but instead looked toward a man built like a lion or tiger. Using the Great Huangting to sense the Heaven and Earth, he had failed to detect the man’s presence beforehand. Forced to abandon another opportunity for a critical strike, just as he had done when he touched Tuoba Chunhan’s forehead, he now faced a one-on-one battle. Alone, he was fully confident of emerging victorious, as he had done against Xie Ling. However, with the three working in perfect coordination, forming a triangular formation, he now found himself in a perilous situation.
The Brocade Sleeves Lang, though not seriously injured, was still drenched in cold sweat. He turned and shouted, “You deserve to be sliced into a thousand pieces!”
Seeing the timely arrival of the powerful retainer, whose physical prowess far surpassed that of the brocade robe old servant, Tuoba Chunhan’s heart steadied. Gripping his blade, he leisurely clapped his hands and praised, “Excellent, excellent. Your acting skills and killing ability are both top-notch. Earlier, you had me draw my sword while fighting two opponents. I’m sure you have more hidden techniques. Why not reveal them all?”
Xu Fengnian sneered, “If you want to play the big shot, at least knock me down first. Otherwise, what right do you have to waste your breath here? Is it amusing?”
Tuoba Chunhan did not anger but laughed instead, patiently explaining, “Normally, I don’t like to talk when killing, but whether it’s spring bamboo or winter bamboo, when a delicious dish is before you, it’s only natural to praise its appearance, aroma, and taste. Forgive me, esteemed young master from the Southern aristocracy. Let me warn you in advance, when you’re buried in the sand and I’m peeling your scalp, I’ll have even more to say. If my saliva or mercury accidentally drips into your skull, don’t take offense.”
Xu Fengnian smiled and asked, “Now that you have this Brocade Sleeves Lang, who couldn’t even withstand a single finger from the Qilin Real person, may I ask who this big brother of yours, who serves you like a dog, is?”
The burly man narrowed his eyes and replied succinctly, “Duan Bo Hui Hui. I will tear off your limbs shortly.”
Xu Fengnian simply extended one hand, palm upward.
Tuoba Chunhan twisted his neck and slowly approached Xu Fengnian, grinning, “I’ll do it, I’ll do it. I’ve finally found such an excellent target for my blade. I’ll play with you slowly.”
Then, Tuoba Chunhan signaled to the stunned cavalry, “Qin Cha Er, don’t bother with these herdsmen. Spread out the hunting circle, guard the four cardinal directions. Every twenty-five riders form a unit. If this young master by luck escapes the circle, whether you use your horses to block him or sacrifice yourselves to fill the gaps, as long as you slow him down, you’ll have done a great deed.”
Qin Cha Er was genuinely afraid that Tuoba’s young master would order his tribal cavalry into a suicidal battle. Since it was only an outer hunting circle, it wasn’t too difficult, and he immediately led a hundred riders to patrol beyond two hundred paces.
Tuoba Chunhan, the brocade robe Demon Lord, and Duan Bo Hui Hui formed a triangular formation, mutually supporting each other, trapping the slippery fish within their net, reducing his room for maneuver.
With the advantage of time and terrain, Tuoba Chunhan began to accelerate, dragging his blade in a Dual-handed charge toward Xu Fengnian. The Savage Blade continuously emitted purple threads, faintly displaying the aura of a Grandmaster.
Tuoba Chunhan’s sword technique was simple and direct, his strokes straightforward and unadorned, with a clear rhythm, clearly derived from battlefield combat. His cunning lay in his grip, swiftly switching between one and two hands, never settling into a fixed style. A sword not yet drawn is the most feared, much like the sheathed spring thunder at Xu Fengnian’s waist. However, Tuoba Chunhan’s advantage was his support from the brocade robe Demon Lord and Duan Bo Hui Hui. As long as he wasn’t killed in one strike, he could freely focus on his swordplay. The Tuoba clan’s physical training was unparalleled in the world, and he did not believe this man could leap from King Kong to Mystic Revelation. Tuoba Chunhan fought with great enthusiasm, his Savage Blade growing increasingly fierce, clearly adopting the method of nurturing combat through battle. This was the path of countless elite soldiers and martial cultivators. However, ordinary martial artists did not possess Tuoba Chunhan’s terrifying lineage. If he stumbled, it would mean eternal damnation. Regardless of his ruthless methods, his cultivation of the martial path aligned with the unyielding advance of the peak martial artists. Xu Fengnian kept his blade sheathed, showing no sign of drawing it. Instead, he used his bare hands to engage Tuoba Chunhan and his Savage Blade in hand-to-hand combat. Several times, he seized the advantage by a mere inch, imitating He He Girl’s technique of using his hands as blades, once successfully striking like a whale. Just as he was about to unleash a Thunderstrike to shatter Tuoba Chunhan’s entire aura, the Rainbow Python suddenly charged with brute force, knocking him aside. Another time, acting on instinct, he ingeniously flicked his left hand against the spring thunder at his waist, sending the short blade spinning around his body and Fantasying against Tuoba Chunhan’s waist. Before he could capitalize, he was slapped in the face by Tuoba Chunhan, sending him flying. As he was about to pursue and deliver a finishing blow, Duan Bo Hui Hui intervened, entangling him and allowing Tuoba Chunhan to recover his momentum.
Watching the sword-buckled youth engage Duan Bo Hui Hui in close combat without yielding, Tuoba Chunhan took a deep breath and grinned, “Fun, fun.”
Ranked sixth among the Northern Savage’s The Path of Sorcery ten, Duan Bo Hui Hui differed from the Rainbow Python Brocade Sleeves Lang, who relied on external forces, and the Lutenist woman who used music to bewitch. He relied solely on his formidable combat strength, boasting the shoulders of a dragon and the spine of a bear, making him the Grassland’s foremost grappling expert. Countless Wrestling masters had been broken in half by him. His short-range attacks were powerful and direct, his Fist Aura like thunder, and his agility rivaled Xu Fengnian’s Fish-style. Such a formidable opponent was nearly impossible to defeat in close combat without a weapon to keep him at bay. Tuoba Chunhan calmly regulated his breathing, not Eager rejoining the battle to hone his swordplay. He was curious why the sword-buckled youth preferred to engage Duan Bo Hui Hui in close combat rather than draw his blade. With his skill in manipulating the blade remotely and his surging Sword Qi, drawing his sword would have made things easier. When Tuoba Chunhan saw the two exchange punches to the chest, each retreating a few steps, he confirmed that the youth had indeed reached King Kong Realm. He exhaled a heavy Tainted Breath, Waved. his Savage Blade, and laughed loudly, “Although I don’t know how you managed to temporarily suppress the python’s poison, I still don’t believe you can fight us all to exhaustion!”
Although Duan Bo Hui Hui was forced back by a punch, his expression remained calm, slightly surprised by the youth’s Inner Power and endurance. He silently withdrew from the battlefield, leaving the young master to hone his swordplay.
Xu Fengnian extended his thumb, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. Tuoba Chunhan was honing his swordplay on him, but was he not also tempering his own body and aura against the three of them? Back then, Li Chungan’s two sleeves of Green Snake, totaling three or four hundred strikes, were not endured in vain. Xu Fengnian dared not claim invincibility, but to say that the three of them could exhaust his Great Huangting cultivation and King Kong Realm physical strength in a War of Attrition was truly absurd. In the face of Life and Death on the Line, great enlightenment could be gained. Although Xu Fengnian appeared battered, he cherished this opportunity immensely, happy to let Tuoba Chunhan play slowly. However, he did not relent in words, laughing, “Fun? I used to say the same thing to your mother. In the future, when you have a wife, I’ll say it to her too.”
The brocade robe Demon Lord’s mouth slightly opened, stunned by the remark. Did this man not know that the young master’s mother was the woman of the Northern Savage’s number one man? Duan Bo Hui Hui sighed, somewhat admiring the youth’s courage. Even in a desperate situation, he could still be so defiant.
Tuoba Chunhan remained indifferent, drawing his blade and entering the battlefield. However, his right hand rested on the sword hilt as he slowly said, “Since you’re determined to die, I’ll grant your wish. One last question: why is your King Kong Realm different from my two attendants’?”
Xu Fengnian replied with a sneer, raising his hands to Shaking Kunlun.
Tuoba Chunhan had been repeatedly ignored and suffered many setbacks, his lips curling in disdain. The brocade robe elder and Duan Bo Hui Hui simultaneously focused their intent, knowing that the young master’s already limited patience had completely vanished. It was time for slaughter.
A Rainbow Serpent leaped from the ground ten steps ahead of Xu Fengnian, Charge forth. Another Enormous serpent slid behind him, Crushing the grass into ravine, Pincer Attack his back.
Xu Fengnian ignored the Rainbow Serpent’s attack from behind, raising his hands to Shaking Kunlun.
Who fears a mere serpent not yet a dragon when Kunlun can be shaken?
The Rainbow Serpent lunged from above, but Xu Fengnian twisted its body with both hands, slicing across it with a shoulder strike, sending it flying. It landed with a crash, creating a large Pit, its head shaking, heavily injured. Behind him, Layers of the Broken River, the Rainbow Serpent’s body, For a long time three Zhang, Split open with five or six bloody gashes, Fantasy Enter the air, writhing in agony before collapsing, on the verge of death. The brocade robe Demon Lord’s eyes were cold. The Block of his two beloved Rainbow Serpent’s attacks was expected. Seeing Duan Bo Hui Hui already Close Encounter, the old Demon Lord He could not help but sneer inwardly.. Xu Fengnian Qi Yi Shaking Kunlun Six with the River River Severing, This is the limit., Passed by Duan Bo Hui Hui A fist smashed into the chest., A mirage woven from the leakage of qi., Originally drifting and swaying, Not quite flawless, Yes Passed by This warrior’s might is truly ranked among the greatest. The Path of Sorcery The sixth mighty warrior struck with the momentum and shattered his opponent., Fist Aura Caused by, Xu Fengnian The hair was not flowing backward at all., but was instead pulled backward in reverse., Passed by Struck with a single punch, No longer can roots take hold in these feet., The body floated upside down., Tuoba Chunsun sprinted forward, leaped into the air, and drew his sword for the second time., The blade’s purple aura, fine as silk threads, suddenly thickened to the width of a finger., Sword Qi Superior to the Rest, Blades carved a slanting cross in the air..
Xu Fengnian raised his arms to block.
Torn sleeves flutter., Blood flows.
Tuoba Chunsun pressed his advantage relentlessly., Blades in hand, dazzling, Like a riot of flowers in full bloom..
When the two finally stood still amidst the swirling dust., Tuoba Chunsun clashed his sword and blade together., Shaking off a few drops of crimson blood.
Xu Fengnian, with a purple mark between his brows like a divine third eye, stood with his hair wildly disheveled., Reach out and grasp a strand of hair floating in the air along with the headscarf. Passed by Severed Hair, Knotting into a scarf, Tied into a dead knot, Binding up the wild, flowing hair.
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