Martial Arts: 10,000 times return, accept Xiaolongnu as apprentice at the beginning

Although it is a bit embarrassing to say it, for Yan Shisan, this is the fact.

The swordsmanship that could make Su Liu, the world-renowned number one in the martial arts world, take it seriously is naturally not an ordinary swordsmanship.

The fatal thirteenth sword.

Even in Su Liu's opinion, this sword is considered one of the best sword techniques in the world.

Even if we look at the entire martial arts world, there are probably no less than a million swordsmen, but there are probably only a few who can take on this sword.

Especially this sword, which was wielded by Yan Shisan, one can imagine how terrifying its power is!

At this moment, Yan Shisan had a calm expression and indifferent eyes. His pair of ink-black eyes were like two deep pools, filled with arcs of death and destruction.

And the ink-black long sword in his hand was infused with extremely terrifying and pure death intent.

This sword is the ultimate killing sword.

This sword combines the essence of the previous twelve swords. It is born only to take people's lives. It is a real sword of killing!

hum~

But there was a flash of black light, and a poisonous dragon as black as ink roared out from the edge of Yan Shisan's sword. This was a sword light constructed by the purest murderous intent, containing an extremely terrifying destructive force, enough to devour any opponent in front of it!

"Xie brother, please look at my thirteenth sword!"

Facing this inky black dragon of death, even Xie Xiaofeng, with his temperament, could not help but change color. An extremely rare shock appeared in his eyes, and he muttered to himself:

"What a terrifying swordsmanship!"

"This pure killing intent, even if you look across the entire martial arts world, I'm afraid you won't find another person like him!"

That being said.

But as the king of swords, Xie Xiaofeng would not be afraid at all. Even if the opponent he faced was a real killing god, he would never surrender!

"Since you are serious, I have to show you my real skills!"

Seeing the death sword energy whistling towards him, Xie Xiaofeng held the long sword horizontally, and his white jade-like fingertips gently brushed over the fitness, a trace of cold light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted softly:

"Steal the sky and steal the sword!"

Chapter 1209 Emperor's Sword Intent vs Death's Sword Intent!

As the third young master of the Excalibur Villa, Xie Xiaofeng had a very rich knowledge. He started to learn to read and understand sword techniques at the age of three. By the time he came of age, he had already learned all the sword techniques hidden in the Excalibur Villa.

Different from Yan Shisan who specialized in the Thirteen Deadly Swords and pushed the way of killing to the extreme, Xie Xiaofeng took another path of swordsmanship.

He knows swords, observes swords, and reads swords. He has learned thousands of sword techniques, absorbed nutrients from them, and transformed them into his own learning. He can be called the true king of swords.

This move of stealing the sword by changing the sky and stealing the day is exactly the essence he learned from after reading thousands of sword techniques!

At this moment, facing Yan Shisan's icy and deadly Thirteenth Sword, even the famous Xie Xiaofeng did not dare to hold back any longer. He had to use his best skills to deal with the sword of death that was powerful enough to destroy everything!

"One sword lights up nineteen continents!"

With a long roar, Xie Xiaofeng's eyes were filled with divine light, and the long sword in his hand swung out like a dragon. The mighty sword energy flowed like the Yangtze River, and it was also like an avalanche, roaring down, unstoppable!

Different from the icy killing sword art that symbolizes ultimate death, Xie Xiaofeng's sword intent is majestic and majestic, like the king's intent of the righteous path in the world.

Just like the awe-inspiring name people once gave to Xie Xiaofeng.

The King of Swords!

At this moment, Xie Xiaofeng fully displayed the imperial aura in his sword. He was just like an emperor, with an irresistible domineering intention in every gesture.

The sword light turned into a golden dragon, carrying endless domineering sword energy, and moved forward courageously!

boom!

The next moment, the inky black dragon of death and the shining golden dragon collided with a loud bang!

The moment these two extremely powerful sword intentions collided with each other, it was like thunder in the sky igniting fire on the earth, erupting with terrifying force that made people shudder!

Under the devastation of this force, even the void was shaken into circles of transparent ripples, as if even the space was distorted!

This kind of power is really unimaginable!

It is no exaggeration to say that even ordinary Grandmaster-level masters would not be able to escape unscathed under the influence of this force and would inevitably suffer a great loss!

Anyone below the level of Grandmaster has a slight chance of survival, but even if they are affected by the sword energy, they will probably be completely annihilated and turned into a pool of powder!

It is conceivable what a terrifying power was unleashed by the collision of the two people's sword energy. If the two people had not intentionally controlled the spread of the sword energy, I am afraid that within a radius of a thousand feet, no grass would grow and all life would be cut off!

At this moment, sword energy was whistling and sword intent was pervasive, and the fight between the two sides had not yet stopped.

The figures of Yan Shisan and Xie Xiaofeng had disappeared, and all that could be seen was a pitch-black sky and a golden void facing each other!

This is a battle to the death!

Yan Shisan and Xie Xiaofeng are not only natural friends in swordplay, but also destined rivals.

In today's battle, they will give their all!

Even if I die, I want to die quickly!

Only in this way can they live up to the supreme sword art that they have been pursuing all their lives and giving their all for! .

Chapter 1210 Xie Xiaofeng: I draw my sword, not for killing!

Perhaps it was just a moment, or perhaps it was a long time later, the sky that was dyed half golden and half dark by the vast sword energy finally returned to calm.

The ground was cracked, the grass and trees turned to ashes, and countless cracks were spread all over the ground. The originally crisp bamboo forest was completely reduced to ashes. The entire foot of the mountain was destroyed as if a dragon had turned over. It was simply horrible.

Hard to imagine.

The destructive power of this scene was actually caused by the fight between two swordsmen.

This extremely tragic battlefield is just like the remains left over from the great war between gods and demons in ancient times!

In the very center of the battlefield, two figures stood in each place. Although Yan Shisan and Xie Xiaofeng were both silent, their eyes were filled with emotion and satisfaction.

The fight just now did not determine the winner.

The Deadly Thirteenth Sword and the Stealing the Sky and the Sword Style were performed simultaneously in the hands of Yan Shisan and Xie Xiaofeng respectively, and their power was truly equally matched.

The deadly sword cannot take Xie Xiaofeng's life.

The sword-snatching style cannot take away Yan Shisan’s sword.

The two are truly evenly matched, whether in terms of martial arts realm or simple swordsmanship, they are on par with each other. They are truly evenly matched!

After a long while, Yan Shisan, who was always cold and aloof, stared at Xie Xiaofeng in the distance. A rare and brilliant smile suddenly appeared on his pale face, and he grinned and said:

"it is good!"

"Very good!"

"Thank you, brother. I am grateful for your sword today. I have been searching for you for so many years!"

Yan Shisan's voice was a little hoarse, but his laughter was hearty, as if it had swept away all the anger and depression in his heart over the years. He was truly free and unrestrained and heroic.

Although he had never really fought with Xie Xiaofeng over the years, he always regarded the legendary Third Young Master of the Divine Sword as his greatest rival in his life.

After years of fruitless pursuit and experiencing all kinds of hardships, Yan Shisan finally got what he wanted today and had a real duel between swordsmen with Xie Xiaofeng.

And Xie Xiaofeng did not disappoint him. His swordsmanship was absolutely exquisite and unparalleled. He lived up to the title of the King of Swords and did not disappoint Yan Shisan's expectations over the years!

On the other side, Xie Xiaofeng seemed to be infected by Yan Shisan's heroic spirit, and a long-lost happy smile appeared on his handsome face.

how many years?

How many years has it been since I last wielded my sword so freely and freely?

He was once regarded by his father and family as the sharpest sword to kill all enemies.

But he always ignored Xie Xiaofeng's emotions.

He is not a tool, nor a cold sword, but a living person.

He certainly loves swords.

But his sword was not made for killing!

After many years, in today's match with Yan Shisan, Xie Xiaofeng suddenly found his original intention again.

The reason why he practiced swordplay back then was not because he wanted to become a real swordsman who was stronger than anyone else.

His sword was not born for killing, but for competing with swordsmen all over the world and becoming the true king of swords!

Thinking of this, Xie Xiaofeng's eyes seemed to have a divine light flashing, and the whole person suddenly became clear. The obsession that had lingered in his heart for many years was dissipated in one day, and his mood was sublimated. He couldn't help but laugh up to the sky.

Chapter 1211 The fatal fourteenth sword!

"Brother Yan, being able to fight with you is the most enjoyable thing in my life. It is a great honor to have a close friend in the sword fight!"

Xie Xiaofeng's eyes were bright and shining like stars, his gaze was blazing like fire, and his eyes were full of surprise. He exclaimed:

"Xie has been practicing swordsmanship since he was young. Apart from being defeated by the Sword Immortal Su, he has never been defeated in his life!"

"He is a god, not a mortal swordsman. Common mortals like us cannot be compared with him, so let's not consider him a real opponent."

"In this case, Brother Yan is the only swordsman who can force Xie to this point!"

"No matter who wins or loses today, Xie will remember it for the rest of his life, both you and your deadly swordsmanship!"

Hearing this, Yan Shisan's pale face showed a touch of emotion. After a long silence, he turned his gaze to Xie Xiaofeng and nodded firmly:

"me too!"

"No matter the outcome of this battle, you will always be my most recognized opponent and friend in my life!"

"Friends?"

Hearing the word "friend", Xie Xiaofeng was slightly startled, and then a brilliant smile appeared on his handsome face. He looked at Yan Shisan very seriously and said softly:

"Xie Xiaofeng has never had any friends in his life."

"Today, I met Brother Yan. I finally have a friend in this life. Even if I die under your sword in a moment, I will be willing and smile in my grave!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Shisan smiled faintly on his pale face and said calmly:

"To die under the sword of my friends is a worthy death!"

The two smiled at each other, with appreciation and gratitude in each other's eyes, and their mutual respect was self-evident.

That's what friendship is like among men.

Very strange.

The last second, the two men were still pointing their swords at each other, eager to kill each other, like mortal enemies who would never stop fighting until one of them dies.

The next second, they became close friends who were willing to die for each other.

Perhaps, this is the friendship between swordsmen.

After all, others can't understand.

But friends are friends.

We have to continue fighting this battle today, otherwise how can we be worthy of these two people’s waiting for us for so many years?

Yan Shisan stood with his sword in hand, his snow-white fingertips gently swiped across the inky black sword in his hand. A trace of emotion seemed to emerge in his eyes, and he muttered to himself:

"Everyone knows that there are thirteen styles of the Thirteen Deadly Swords. My name, Yan Shisan, also comes from this."

"But few people know that above the thirteenth sword, there is the deadly fourteenth sword!"

As he spoke, Yan Shisan slowly raised the Bone Poison Sword in his hand, and pointed the sword tip like the dark night at Xie Xiaofeng, and whispered softly like a nightmare:

"This fourteenth sword is the most powerful sword I can master now. If this fourteenth sword cannot defeat you, then the winner of today's duel will be you!"

Upon hearing this, Xie Xiaofeng's heart sank suddenly, an unprecedented solemnity quietly emerged in his eyes, and his hand subconsciously rested on the Xie family's magic sword at his waist.

The fatal fourteenth sword.

If the fatal thirteenth sword is the mandala flower that blooms after the first twelve swords, symbolizing death, then these fourteenth swords are the fruits that bloom after the flower blooms.

A true fruit of death.

Chapter 1212: The earth is shattered and the sky and the earth are burned!

Everyone in the martial arts world knows that the deadly swordsman Yan Shisan has taken countless lives over the years with his thirteen deadly swords. His thirteen sword techniques dominate the martial arts world.

But few people know that above the Thirteen Deadly Swords, there is also the Fourteenth Deadly Sword.

This fourteenth sword is the true sword of death, tempered through the purest killing.

The sword is drawn only to kill.