Martial Arts Secret Realm: Only I Can Know the Plot?

Liu Chengfeng's body fell into the ice cave with a dull thud, and then nothing could be heard.

Blood Blade Ancestor stood at the edge of the ice cave and glanced down.

It was pitch black; I couldn't see anything.

"Second brother!" Lu Tianshu's voice came from afar, filled with anger and grief.

Blood Blade Ancestor turned around and looked at Lu Tianshu and Shui Dai.

"Two left."

Lu Tianshu's eyes reddened.

He gripped his broadsword tightly, his inner strength surging wildly, his clothes fluttering in the wind like a raging lion. He was about to charge forward and fight Blood Blade Ancestor to the death.

"Brother, don't be impulsive!" Shui Dai pulled him back.

"Let me go! The second brother—"

"Brother, if you rush over there, you'll be playing right into his hands!" Shui Dai's voice trembled, but her mind was still relatively clear. "He's leading you there. Below that snowfield are ice caves; if you rush over, you'll fall in too!"

Lu Tianshu trembled all over, glaring at the Blood Blade Ancestor, his eyes almost spitting fire.

Blood Blade Ancestor did not move.

He stood beside the ice cave, watching the two of them with a smile.

"Master Lu, your brother has fallen, aren't you going to save him?"

Lu Tianshu's hands clenched so tightly they cracked.

Shui Dai pulled him back step by step.

"Brother, we can't fight him here. Let's find a safe place first, and then we can discuss this further."

"A safe place?" Blood Blade Ancestor laughed. "Is there a safe place on this snowy mountain?"

He took two steps forward.

Lu Tianshu and Shui Dai took two steps back.

The three people faced off on the snow.

The wind grew stronger, and the snowflakes stung my face like knives.

Blood Blade Ancestor suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky.

"It's going to snow heavily," he said, as if he were talking about something that had nothing to do with him. "You can't escape it."

He turned around, took a few steps toward the ice cave, then stopped and glanced back at the two of them.

"Old monk, go warm up first. You all take your time thinking about it."

After saying that, he leaped into the ice cave and disappeared into the darkness.

Lu Tianshu and Shui Dai stood on the snow, staring at the dark hole, motionless for a long time.

The wind howled, swirling up snowflakes everywhere.

It got dark.

Lu Tianshu squatted down, his hands resting on his knees, panting heavily. His internal energy was almost completely exhausted; the blood on his hands had congealed, forming a dark red scab. His eyes were still red, but anger had been replaced by a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Big brother." Shui Dai squatted down and put his hand on his shoulder, "We... should find the second brother first."

Lu Tianshu raised his head and glanced at him.

"Find it? How can we find it? There's an ice cave below, we don't know how deep it is, or what it leads to. If we jump in, we might not be able to come back up."

Shui Dai fell silent.

He knew Lu Tianshu was right. But that was Liu Chengfeng, their brother of over twenty years. He couldn't just leave him here like that.

"I'll go." Shui Dai stood up. "Brother, you stay upstairs and keep watch. I'll go down and look."

"Are you crazy?" Lu Tianshu also stood up. "Get down, what if—"

Before he could finish speaking, a loud bang came from the snow in the distance.

They both turned their heads at the same time.

The snow surface exploded in the direction of the ice cave.

A figure flew out of the ice cave, crashed onto the snow, rolled several times, and finally stopped.

It is the Blood Saber Ancestor.

His monk's robe was mostly torn, revealing his lean body underneath. The wound on his left shoulder had widened, and blood was flowing all over him. But in his hand, he carried a human head.

Liu Chengfeng's head.

Blood Blade Ancestor got up from the snow, held up the severed head in his hand, and waved it at Lu Tianshu and Shui Dai.

"Your brother, the old monk saw him off on his way."

Lu Tianshu's eyes suddenly turned red.

He could no longer restrain himself, grabbed his broadsword, and charged towards the Blood Blade Ancestor.

Shui Dai tried to pull him back, but couldn't.

Lu Tianshu, his greatsword blazing with fury, slashed towards the head of the Blood Saber Ancestor. He used all his inner strength in this strike, the blade whistling and whipping up a cloud of snow mist.

Blood Blade Ancestor did not take the hit head-on.

He sidestepped the blade, and the cleaver slashed upwards towards Lu Tianshu's waist.

Lu Tianshu's broadsword changed direction in mid-air and swept horizontally.

The two men were locked in combat.

The flashing of swords and the clash of blades intertwined on the snow-covered ground.

Lu Tianshu's swordsmanship was fierce and domineering, each strike carrying the power to split mountains and shatter rocks. Blood Saber Ancestor's swordsmanship was insidious and vicious, each strike coming from an unexpected angle.

Lu Tianshu's internal energy was rapidly depleting, and his sword strikes gradually slowed down. The Blood Saber Ancestor was in no better shape; the injury to his left shoulder caused him to grimace in pain every time he swung his sword, but his blade remained astonishingly fast.

The two fought as they moved.

Shui Dai watched from the side, extremely anxious.

He gripped his longsword, preparing to launch a surprise attack from behind Blood Blade Ancestor.

Suddenly, Lu Tianshu's foot slipped.

It's not that he's slippery, it's that the snow is slippery.

This was the result of Blood Saber Ancestor's deliberate guidance.

His right foot landed on a piece of ice, causing him to lose his balance and lean forward half an inch.

Just this half inch.

Blood Saber Ancestor's dagger pierced through Lu Tianshu's right shoulder from an unbelievable angle.

Lu Tianshu grunted and dropped the broadsword.

Blood Saber Ancestor twirled his ring blade and pulled it from Lu Tianshu's shoulder, sending up a spray of blood. Then, he slapped Lu Tianshu's chest with his left hand.

This palm strike used the last of his internal energy.

Lu Tianshu was sent flying, crashing onto the snow and sliding several meters before hitting a rock and coming to a stop.

He struggled to stand up, but the injury to his right shoulder was too severe, and he couldn't lift his entire right arm.

"Big brother!" Shui Dai rushed over and helped Lu Tianshu up.

Lu Tianshu leaned against Shui Dai's chest, panting heavily. Blood gushed from the wound on his right shoulder, staining half of his body red.

"Third brother... hurry up..." His voice was very soft, almost inaudible, "Don't worry about me... hurry up..."

Shui Dai's tears fell.

"Big brother, I'm not leaving—"

"Go!" Lu Tianshu used his last bit of strength to push him. "You still have a daughter...you can't die here..."

Shui Dai trembled all over.

He knew Lu Tianshu was right. He still had his daughter, and Shui Sheng was still in the hands of the Blood Blade Ancestor; he couldn't die. But he also couldn't abandon Lu Tianshu.

The Blood Saber Ancestor walked over from a distance, his pace neither fast nor slow, as if he were strolling in his own yard. His monk's saber dragged on the snow, carving a deep groove.

"Shuidai, your elder brother is right. You still have a daughter; you can't die here."

He stopped and looked at Shui Dai, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"The old monk is giving you a chance. Leave now, and I won't chase after you."

Shui Dai gritted her teeth and remained silent.

"But your daughter must stay," the Blood Saber Ancestor continued. "She's so beautiful, the old monk can't bear to kill her. Don't worry, the old monk will treat her well."

Shui Dai trembled all over, not from fear, but from anger.

He stood up, gently placed Lu Tianshu on the snow, and gripped the broken sword tightly.

"You old scoundrel, I'll fight you to the death!"

He rushed over.

Shui Dai's swordsmanship is known for its lightness and agility, flowing like the wind and unpredictable changes. But now, consumed by rage, his hands have lost their composure.

He fought with all his might, each sword strike a suicidal move.

Blood Blade Ancestor did not engage in a direct confrontation with him.

After fighting Liu Chengfeng and Lu Tianshu twice, his internal energy was already completely exhausted.

If we fight head-on, he'll definitely die!

He retreated, blocked, and observed as he went.

Shui Dai's sword was fast, but it also had many flaws. His moves were too hasty, too eager to kill, which inadvertently exposed many openings that he shouldn't have.

Blood Blade Ancestor is waiting.

Rigidity cannot last, nor can gentleness be maintained.

Shui Dai's crazy playing style won't last long.

Shui Dai's swordplay began to slow down, and his breathing became rapid.

When he thrust out his broken sword, it went astray.

It was this tiny error that gave Blood Blade Ancestor an opportunity.