I've never felt happy to become an immortal.

Chapter 83: A Battle of Life and Death (Two in One)

Night falls.

On the Huai River, the fire was fueled by the wind and the flames shot up into the sky.

The boat that had left the ferry was still brightly lit by the flames.

Perhaps during the Battle of Red Cliffs, there were also generals who left their names in history standing on warships and looking at each other's backs.

The fire is fueled by the wind, the wind rises with the fire, the waves rise and fall, and the boat also floats and sinks with the waves.

The Northern Dynasties had a tradition of the survival of the fittest. Although they had completed most of the Qinization, their inherent bravery and fighting skills made the Northern Zhou people respect the strong.

The reason why Yuwen Jie was able to command the elite soldiers around him was, firstly, because of his identity as Ye Bushou, and secondly, because of his own strength that allowed him to be on the human list.

Before, at his command, this group of people would fight bravely and risk their lives, but now it is different.

Bai Xuan is also a strong man of the same level.

He traveled thousands of miles to reach this place, then crossed the sea of ​​fire and broke through the enemy's formation with his own strength.

Facts have proved that ordinary elite soldiers are so vulnerable in front of him that they will feel fear; at the same time, they will also be in awe of the young man in front of them... If this emotion spreads, it will greatly affect morale and combat effectiveness.

At this time, Yuwen Jie's words were no longer so effective.

He himself is aware of this.

So he kept silent and did not ask others to go up and consume Bai Xuan.

It is like two armies facing each other. The enemy general has come alone and killed all his guards. When they see their general turn around and run away, will the soldiers next to him still rush forward fearlessly?

Under the gaze of everyone, Yuwen Jie drew out his Silver Snake Sword. Even though he was reluctant, he still had to draw his sword to fight.

It's not that he didn't want to order the group to charge in armor, but he knew that even if he gave the order, it would most likely have no effect and even have a counterproductive effect.

Others would think that he was afraid and did not dare to fight.

For Yuwen Jie, who was about to achieve great merit, this was a huge stain.

He must wash it clean!

With dripping blood!

"You all stand down."

Yuwen Jie shouted, "Make room... I want to fight him single-handedly."

The elite soldiers of the Northern Zhou Dynasty followed their advice and retreated to two other adjacent merchant ships, which were empty.

Yuwen Jie held the knife in one hand and the scabbard in the other.

This double-sword stance is very balanced, one attacking and one defending.

He glanced at the Sumeru Ring still on Bai Xuan's finger, and thought of the unpredictable sword-controlling technique... his heart felt even heavier.

Yuwen Jie's physical condition was actually worse than Bai Xuan's, because the meridians in his body that were disrupted by the sword energy could not be repaired.

I am very clear about it in my heart.

If he only competed with swordsmanship and knife skills, he would most likely be at a disadvantage.

Unfortunately, his meridians were damaged, so he didn't dare to delay for too long.

He couldn't tell where the limit of this young man was, and he couldn't see the end in sight.

We cannot fight a protracted war; the outcome must be decided quickly.

But the two sides have already fought each other and have a certain understanding of each other.

So if he wants to win this life-and-death fight... he needs a trump card that can win with one strike.

After some inner analysis, Yuwen Jie turned his wrist slightly, and the ring device in the handle of the Silver Snake Sword was twisted, triggering the mechanism on the sword. Two fangs extended from the weapon, biting the blade on the left and right, while purple liquid oozed out.

The blade is poisoned.

"Purple Sun Melts Blood."

"After being poisoned, the wound will rot and fester, and then the whole body will be eroded. At most, within a cup of tea, the whole body will turn into pus and blood and the person will die."

There is already an antidote for this type of poison.

But it is still useful, as there may not be a chance to take the antidote in a fierce and life-and-death battle.

Moreover, just one wound can bring great psychological pressure to the opponent.

Players who have played the Souls series know that being hit once or twice is not fatal. What is fatal is the massive mistakes caused by the hasty operation when trying to drink the blood bottle.

Flaws lead to more flaws.

It is a bit shameless to use poisoned weapons in front of others, but it is not a big deal. In a battle of life and death, the one who survives is the winner.

Moreover, this is just a strategy to win over people's minds, and it is more of a self-consolation strategy.

The little trick was completely ineffective against Bai Xuan.

Both sides are aware that victory or defeat is decided by life and death, and success or failure is decided in the blink of an eye. There is no time to slowly drain your blood.

……

The person watching the battle from the closest distance was Leng Wuqing.

Unfortunately, she is no longer able to intervene.

At this point, there is no other choice but to trust Bai Xuan.

She didn't know how Bai Xuan planned to win this battle.

Previously at the Jiang family, Bai Xuan was actually at a disadvantage in all aspects, and was only able to hold on by relying on his swordsmanship and the Sumeru Ring. However, the real means of victory was the Xuanming sword energy intercepted from Master Jingxuan's weapon.

Ultimately, it is external forces.

But now, he no longer has that trump card.

Even if he was facing a weakened version of Yuwen Jie with low health, his chances of winning were definitely slim.

At least, if she were Yuwen Jie, she would definitely choose...

In the blink of an eye, as the thought came to mind, a violent explosion occurred at the ferry, and a hot wind blew across the river, as if nature had snapped its fingers.

The surface of the river was lit up in an instant, and the bright flames reflected the faces of those who were staring with bated breath.

choke--!
Then, a flash of white sword light appeared on the deck of the ship.

The first to take action was Yuwen Jie. He dragged the sword with one hand and slashed out a sword energy that was more than three feet away. The whistling white light easily cut a crack in the deck.

The Silver Snake Sword is a slender and sharp sword, but in his hands it exerts the same power as a broadsword. Every move and every style is accompanied by a frantic burst of sword energy.

There is limited space to move around on a ship.

Yuwen Jie has the advantage in cultivation and realm, which is an absolutely unshakable advantage. Naturally, he wants to maximize this advantage!
If compared with masters of the same level, such a wasteful style of play that makes a lot of noise but produces little results, with high consumption but little effect, can only be evaluated as "good-looking" at most.

But if you want to use force to suppress others and use the strong to defeat the weak, this ten-meter-long sword energy does have an excellent suppressive effect.

Broken wood on the deck of the ship flew everywhere, air waves rose, and the surrounding river waves were also stirred by the violent force of the sword.

Bai Xuan in front of the blade was like a small boat in a storm, maintaining balance and avoiding every attack with the smallest movement.

His eyesight was sharp, and he could easily find the direction of the opponent's attack after he raised his hand, so it was not difficult to avoid it.

But blindly avoiding is useless. No matter how fast a person is, he cannot be faster than a sword.

But if he tried to take the attack forcefully, the remaining sword energy alone would be enough to chop him into the cabin.

I can calculate it, but I can’t catch it.

One force can bring down ten.

In other words, this is pure numerical crushing.

Bai Xuan was quickly forced into a corner, with no room to dodge Yuwen Jie's leaping attack, and the power of the knife he raised high was enough to destroy the world.

The winner has been decided?

It's not that easy.

Bai Xuan put his fingers together, and the sharp sword hidden underneath passed through the gap in the deck and stabbed directly at Yuwen Jie's chin. The latter immediately stopped the chopping action without hesitation, raised the scabbard to defend against the flying sword, adjusted his center of gravity in the air, and landed on the ground.

Jiang Chengzi failed to hit the target and was deflected by the scabbard, falling onto the wooden board with an unpleasant sword sound.

"I knew it..." Yuwen Jie gritted his teeth, "That's definitely not some Lishou Sword!"

Bai Xuan raised his hand and the sword fell back into his palm: "I never said this was a hand-leaving sword."

The strength of sword-wielding lies in its ability to retract and release.

The maximum attack distance can reach more than fifty steps.

Yuwen Jie's greatest advantage lies in his suppression of cultivation, but he is not a master after all, and his defense is not strong enough. Facing the sharpness of the famous sword Jiang Chengzi, he will definitely die if he is stabbed.

Therefore, as long as Yuwen Jie did not get close, he would be at risk of being beheaded by a flying sword at any time; if he dared to get close, he would be at risk of being killed by Bai Xuan.

He couldn't accept either of these.

Only by putting yourself in his shoes can you understand what kind of terrible opponent Yuwen Jie is facing at this time.

Does it matter whether or not a swordsman has cultivation for someone who can wield a flying sword at will?

Of course, Bai Xuan will definitely refute it.

Not wanton.

Even though he had established contact with Jiang Chengzi and was almost ready to talk to him, it would still consume his mental energy.

The number of times he can use his flying sword is quite limited.

Three times will make you exhausted, four times will be the limit.

If it were in the real world, it would drop sharply to 1.5 times... 0.5 means that it can be thrown out but cannot be retrieved.

The situation reached a deadlock.

It was broken in an instant.

Yuwen Jie's hair suddenly swelled up, and the crown fell off, making his hair disheveled. His eyes became bloodshot in an instant, and the muscles all over his body swelled slightly and then contracted. His stature became several inches shorter, but the sense of threat increased several times.

"——Blood Evil Body Refining Technique!" Leng Wuqing blurted out.

This technique is a typical explosive secret technique that can burn essence and blood in a short period of time to greatly stimulate potential, and can even suppress injuries to a certain extent.

But the price is high, shortening one's lifespan is only the most basic one. If one does not take care of oneself in time, it is common for one's realm to regress and even become unable to recover.

This is a method of fighting with all one's might in the true sense of the word.

This proves how much mental pressure Yuwen Jie was under at that time. Even though he hadn't shed a drop of blood yet, in his subjective cognition, he had already been forced into a desperate situation!
"die!"

Yuwen Jie slashed down in the air with his sword, and his roar became rough like the roar of an animal. His voice was blurred because his true energy was flowing at an extremely high speed.

Bai Xuan raised his sword to meet the blade, and the initial pressure battle turned into a close-range hand-to-hand combat. With one blow, a full third of the deck was blown away, and the two men were directly thrown into the cabin.

The spectators could not see clearly what was happening inside. They could only hear the sound of metal clashing caused by the collision of swords and see the white light of swords flying out from the cabin.

The merchant ship, which was originally intact, had now become riddled with holes and had even begun to take on water and tilt.

It was as if two peerless divine weapons were fighting inside a huge whale, smashing its internal organs into pieces and poking bloody holes in its skin.

It lasted for about fifty seconds, and the two men had already fallen from the cabin to the attic on the ship.

A figure crashed through the doors and windows and slid backwards.

Looking closely, it was Bai Xuan.

Right in front of him, Yuwen Jie followed closely, with a flash of sword slashing across.

Then he suddenly stopped moving, turned in the air, and slashed backwards with his knife.

Clang——!
The flying sword that stabbed at the vest collided with the silver snake sword.

Taking advantage of the moment when Yuwen Jie was defending against the flying sword, Bai Xuan kicked Yuwen Jie on the back, intending to make him lose his balance. However, the difference in their measurements was too great, and the kick instead caused him to be repelled and pushed backwards, like a boatman who used a long pole to propel himself against the wall and then bounced himself into the water.

After Bai Xuan bounced himself away, he did a backflip and fell down, guiding the flying sword with his mind, and then moved half a foot to the left to avoid the pursuing sword energy. He didn't even look back, completely predicting it. His overconfident actions made people wonder if he had eyes on the back of his head.

This was naturally not a prediction, but Jiang Chengzi sensed the danger and was reminding him.

The famous sword has a spirit and comes with its own warning.

But don't be fooled by his carefree attitude, he is actually very petty.

Close combat was extremely exhausting, and Bai Xuan wasn't even willing to take another step. This was because he was straining his body, and his muscles and bones were bearing the weight of every collision...

He was beginning to weaken.

Yuwen Jie realized this, so he planned to speed up the pace of attack. He was excited for less than a few seconds and took only one step when he suddenly felt his body numb. Then he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and bright red also overflowed from his nose. Various discomforts all over his body made his expression twitch.

"This..." He covered his mouth and nose: "Is this... poison?"

The poison master from Snake King Valley widened his eyes: "You, you actually poisoned me?!"

He felt like he had raised a dog for many years and was bitten by it for the first time.

Bai Xuan responded calmly: "At this point, I don't need to pretend to be a gentleman anymore!"

He raised his sword coated with poison. "Yes, my sword is poisoned, and there's more than one kind... Don't worry, it's normal to feel dizzy."

Make the best use of everything. All the equipment dropped by the assassins cannot be wasted. He himself couldn't remember how many kinds of poison he used. It seemed that he even added "I Love a Tiao Chai" as a seasoning.

I guess now Yuwen Jie would think that even a dog is handsome.

"I******!"

The people of Northern Zhou cursed very harshly on the spot.

"You're not from the Poison Sect, yet you poisoned me? You're so shameless!"

Just like a rune warrior discriminating against another rune warrior on a blind date, the thing that annoys people who use poison the most is that others use poison against them. It's so disgusting and despicable!

"In a life-and-death duel, of course, no stone unturned. History is written by the victor!"

Bai Xuan said proudly without any shame: "This is the true meaning of unlimited fighting! Bite me if you don't agree!"

Yuwen Jie continued to curse, but soon found that his tongue was a little stiff and he began to speak with a lisp.

He immediately closed his mouth and tried to suppress the toxicity.

But I can't do it, completely oyster.

Because of the blood evil body refining, blood flow is accelerated, and the spread of poison is based on blood and true qi.

He quickly swallowed an antidote pill to temporarily relieve the toxicity, freeing up all his mind to concentrate, and then rushed forward, determined to decide the outcome completely.

Just in the next move!
In a fight of life and death, as long as one side is determined to fight to the death in one move, there will be no room for maneuver for both sides.

All the cultivation of the fifth level of the Ascension Tower was unleashed.

Yuwen Jie strode forward, bursting with unprecedented speed, with sword lights flashing like weaving, cutting down all the enemies.

The remaining decks were all destroyed in the frenzied sword flashes.

This sword originated from the "Divine Tiger" and was created by Tianwei of the Northern Dynasty.

The slash that Yuwen Jie swung with all his strength was just the tip of the iceberg.

Even so, his power still allowed him to secure his position on the human list.

The incoming blade energy alone cut through Bai Xuan's facial skin. Blood beads flowed out of the wound and fell into the Huai River in the strong wind.

A strong murderous aura spread out with the slash of the knife, like a land king Fengchi Dayun galloping at full speed and approaching.

This is not a tactic that anyone entering the country can resist.

In other words, every slash before this would not have been possible for an ordinary true warrior to receive or avoid, even if they were holding a peerless divine weapon.

It is just like in a boxing match, players of different weight classes cannot compete on the same stage at all. The crushing of tonnage and mass is absolute, and the same is true for realm and cultivation.

If Bai Xuan had been hit by even just one blow, he would have been defeated long ago.

He cannot defend himself. If he engages in a fight, he must cut off the opponent's sword and intercept it before the power reaches its maximum - commonly known as a bouncing knife.

There couldn't be even a single mistake, otherwise the sheer violence would exceed his endurance limit.

therefore……

This move cannot be taken.

Either interrupt or dodge.

The former is impossible, and the latter is almost impossible.

And in fact, Bai Xuan had no choice but to hide.

Because Yuwen Jie's sword attack was a large-scale attack, and there was still one person on the ship - Leng Wuqing was still there!

This is exactly the 'flaw' that Yuwen Jie has been searching for.

It was also the trump card he believed could help him control Bai Xuan and win with one strike.

He had made this plan before he decided to confront Bai Xuan.

He believed that Bai Xuan would travel thousands of miles to save her and would definitely not let her die easily.

But for Yuwen Jie, although Leng Wuqing is the stepping stone to a brilliant life, it is definitely not as important as his own life.

Bringing her back alive to the Northern Zhou Dynasty was certainly a great achievement, because a living person has more political value;
If she were killed, it would also be considered a merit, which would further shrink the Nanchu royal family and shake the imperial power.

It’s just that the latter’s contribution is far less than that of the former.

If he had to put Leng Wuqing under the knife in order to find Bai Xuan's weakness, he would do it without hesitation!
Now he has made this choice. Saving his life is more important than merit. As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood!

All beings are equal under this knife. The moment it is swung out, no one is recognized. Even his own mother who has died will be chopped here.

Bai Xuan either takes the initiative to receive it or chooses to dodge.

If he chooses the former, Leng Wuqing might survive, but Bai Xuan will definitely die;
If he chooses the latter, Bai Xuan might survive, but the seriously injured and weak Leng Wuqing will definitely be killed.

No matter which one you choose, you will need to think and will be in hesitation.

And hesitation will lead to defeat!
Even if Bai Xuan was eventually driven to escape by the instinct of survival, he would miss the best opportunity because of hesitation.

At that time, the sword light in the sky will be the highlight of his grave!
Yuwen Jie's heart was filled with joy at the prospect of reaping the fruits of victory.

He himself didn't know how he could lose now.

There is no way to break the deadlock!

At this point in the battle, both sides are at their wit's end, but the final winner will definitely be me!

however……

Is this really the case?

Bai Xuan rushed thousands of miles here. He knew very well that as the weaker party, he might not be able to rescue the person even if he chased after him.

Even in a one-on-one fight, his chances of winning are slim.

But he came anyway.

For Bai Xuan, every moment of this battle could become a fatal moment, and every confrontation must be carried out with caution. If he were not a reckless fool, how could he rush into this place without making a good plan?

He came here, knowing clearly that he was in danger, but he still went forward without hesitation, looking calm.

This can only prove one thing...

He didn't think he would lose at all.

And the formula for victory was set from the very beginning.

Faced with the overwhelming and powerful pressure of the sword light, Bai Xuan neither dodged nor fought back.

He simply raised his right hand.

Then he snapped his fingers.

Snapped--!
Bai Xuan uttered four words: "Sword Qi Lotus Blooms."

In the blink of an eye, icy cold air instantly overflowed from Yuwen Jie's shoulder and left arm, and the sword energy condensed between his meridians expanded rapidly, as if speeding up the germination process of the seed hundreds of times, growing at an extremely fast speed, breaking through the meridians, piercing the skin, and freezing the flesh and blood.

In just one breath, seven ice-colored lotus flowers bloomed on Yuwen Jie's entire arm and half of his body.

The edges of the lotus are sharp, like swords, sinking deep into the flesh and attaching to the bones.

The Northern Zhou man's body was frozen, his Qi could not flow, and the sword energy in the sky dissipated.

He opened his eyes wide... This sword move seemed familiar.

Sword energy pierces bones, moves backfire, meridians freeze, the body is poisoned, secret techniques have side effects...

All these things add up together.

Yuwen Jie instantly lost all his resistance and could not move, writhing miserably on the ground.

"You lost."

Bai Xuan lowered his sword, and the sound echoed over the Huai River.

The desolate sword light slashed towards Yuwen Jie's dog head.

"Die to me!"

Blood gushed out and the throat was cut by a sword.

(End of this chapter)