The entire process was graceful and elegant, as if he really had wings to soar through the sky.
Tao Zhengren was greatly surprised. Gao Xuan had shallow power, how could he withstand He Bi’s full force powered Thunderous Sound.
Wang Xiong and the others were also astonished. He knew very well the weight of this Feihua Sect traitor. But after only a few days, the opponent’s martial arts had greatly advanced.
When exchanging blows with the Seven Injuries Sword He Bi, his every move displayed the deanor of a master, not falling behind by much.
Even though Gao Xuan’s thods were not up to par, it was evident that he had real skill.
There were not many in the entire Feihua Sect with such outstanding agility either.
Wang Xiong secretly lanted. If this kid hadn’t betrayed the sect, he would have a promising future ahead.
Now, he was just living on borrowed ti. Once He Bi figured out his path, he wouldn’t last a few moves.
He Bi continuously failed, and his old face couldn’t hide it.
At his age, gold, jewelry, beauties, fine wine—all these were no longer important. His only concern was his reputation.
With a crowd watching, and unable to deal with a brat, others would surely doubt the authenticity of his Seven Injuries Sword reputation.
He Bi didn’t want to climb the tree to chase Gao Xuan. Not to ntion losing face, his agility in leaping on tree branches wasn’t his forte.
The pine-patterned ancient sword in his hand turned, and the cold sword light already swept through the thick willow tree.
The willow paused for a mont, silently breaking, and the crown of the tree fell with a crash.
Gao Xuan, standing atop the crown, leaped smoothly, landing on another willow tree.
He Bi sneered, swung his sword again, and the willow tree broke with a crash once more.
Gao Xuan lightly leapt to another willow tree, He Bi unhesitatingly swung his sword to cut the tree again.
The spectators were a bit confused, what were both parties doing?
Gao Xuan avoided the battle, and He Bi madly chopped trees instead of climbing them...
This kind of battle seed a bit silly. However, Tao Zhengren had to admit that the thod was quite solid.
He Bi’s sword was fast and strong, and even if he cut down this small grove of willows, it wouldn’t cost him much power.
Gao Xuan had nowhere to hide, and it would only take a few moves for He Bi to slay him.
Realizing this, Tao Zhengren suddenly saw this as an opportunity. Gao Xuan could at least hold He Bi for a while.
During this ti, if he could deal with Wang Xiong, at least he and Gao Xuan could join forces to fight against He Bi.
Without hesitation, Tao Zhengren drew his sword and charged up, knowing that by dealing with Wang Xiong and his family, there was a chance of survival!
Wang Xiong sneered, raising his iron rod and swinging it fiercely. Born with divine power, he practiced Shaolin’s Weituo Demon-Slaying Staff, the most fierce.
With a sweep, the rod wind roared like rumbling thunder.
Even from afar, Tao Zhengren felt the rod wind coming at him, tightening his face.
He was astonished by the guy’s domineering power. Moreover, this person not only had strong power but also fierce inner strength.
Although Tao Zhengren had high swordsmanship, faced with such fierce staff techniques, he found it hard to get close, being driven to circle around.
He bitterly lanted, this was bad, Wang Xiong not only had strong power but his moves were also incredibly refined. His martial arts were as good as his.
In a bare-knuckle contest, who would win was still hard to say.
A sect like Feihua Sect, part of the Lower Five Sects, surprisingly had such masters!
Tao Zhengren was a bit desperate, thinking this was like a top-notch match against another top-notch opponent, it wasn’t an easy competition.
Wang Xiong’s iron rod whirled, cutting through the wind with a swish, and he still had enough energy to watch He Bi.
Seeing He Bi still entangled with the willow tree, Wang Xiong felt a bit impatient. He instructed his group of subordinates, "Go help the old man."
A group of people thunderously responded and ran towards He Bi.
Tao Zhengren was anxious but had no good way. Tao Ying and Tao Hui had nice swordsmanship, but they couldn’t stop so many people.
If the two girls made a move, they might be captured. That would be even more troubleso.
Tao Ying and Tao Hui were a bit at a loss. By the ti they realized they needed to help, the group had already reached He Bi’s side.
He Bi felt so displeasure inside, but his old face remained impassive. Having help wasn’t bad, as the kid up there was like a monkey, too annoying.
He instructed, "Use your hidden weapons to force him down."
Most of the group were from the Feihua Sect. They weren’t good at much else, but they excelled at using hidden weapons. Even the other two Kongtong disciples knew how to throw a decent hidden weapon.
Actually, He Bi could do it too, but how could soone of his status carry hidden weapons on him?
The group leaped up the trees from all sides, trying to force Gao Xuan down.
Gao Xuan looked down from above, continually throwing poison needles and flying sabers. Half of the people who went up fell down in an instant.
Although everyone knew how to use hidden weapons, the weapons Gao Xuan threw couldn’t be caught. As for the ones they threw, they couldn’t touch Gao Xuan.
In the blink of an eye, four were already dead on the ground. And another three, having been poisoned by the needles, had turned dark-faced, their situations looking dire.
He Bi was furious, against a junior who only used hidden weapons, he was helpless.
A whole group went to besiege, but was largely injured by Gao Xuan. They were all useless.
However, how many hidden weapons could one person carry? Gao Xuan had thrown so many, there shouldn’t be much left on him.
Determined, He Bi drew his sword and directly charged up the willow tree.
Imdiately, dozens of poison needles shot towards him, and He Bi spun the pine-patterned ancient sword in his hand, freezing the dozens of needles.
His swordsmanship was indeed high and seasoned, leaving no gaps.
He Bi flew up over three ters high, wielding his sword in a slashing motion. Under the sword light, the leafless willow cracked entirely.
Gao Xuan couldn’t hide, and had to wave his sleeve to fly towards another tree. He Bi, following with his sword, activated the Seven Kills Sword Technique, his inner strength surging like boiling water, the old man’s face showing an unusual flush.
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