I know that even if Ning Xue and I attack together, we will never be a match for the swordsman in a head-on fight. After all, Ning Xue is not good at close combat. Although her marksmanship is first-class, she will be finished if someone gets close to her.
As for me, I am average at both long and short distances, but at least I have the ability to protect myself in close combat.
I took out the Seven Star Sword and pointed it at him: "As you said, the same mistake cannot be made twice. Today, it's either you die or I die!"
The swordsman didn't even look at me. "You haven't learned your lesson. You can't beat me alone. Better call all your friends and attack me together."
I gripped the Seven Star Sword tightly: "No, I am enough to deal with you alone."
"What a big tone!" The swordsman tied the wine bottle to his waist and looked at me with a frown. The sword in his right hand was still in its black scabbard, and I had never seen him pull it out.
I deliberately encouraged him and said, "Draw your sword, or you won't be able to defeat me."
The swordsman laughed contemptuously: "My sword has only been drawn for one person. You are not worthy!"
"That's what you said. If you have the guts, don't draw your sword until you die, otherwise your son will be without an anus!" I uttered a harsh word and rushed forward with the Seven Star Sword in my hand.
"If you want to die, then die!" The swordsman turned his sword upside down and stomped his foot onto the ground. At that moment, the sky was filled with snow and ice, and the wind was howling. The swordsman's figure was like a gust of wind, rushing down from the ice tower. As the wind and snow drifted, I couldn't even see his body clearly. He was moving so fast that I only felt countless frosts hitting my face. Then, I was hit hard in the chest, and a huge force threw me back more than ten meters.
Boom! I hit the ice tower head-on, and I saw stars.
When I regained my vision, the swordsman was already standing in front of me, and the heavy and solid hilt of the sword was smashing down on my head.
At this critical moment, Su Xiaoniu suddenly gave me a breath of air and said: "Hold the moon in your arms, the wild horse leaps over the stream, step on the seven stars in the air, and sweep the flowers with the sword!"
At the same time, the Zhulong Jade on my chest began to emit a trace of warmth, flowing through my whole body. My mind was instantly occupied by Su Xiaoniu's thoughts. Almost subconsciously, I moved my body to the side, and then, holding the Seven Star Sword, my body suddenly swooped up, like a black horse leaping up on a wide stream.
I tapped my toes on the ice tower and leaped over the swordsman's head. The swordsman had clearly not expected this and decisively swung his sword at my back. However, I was carrying a Flying White Zombie on my back. With a "ding" sound, I was unaffected by the sword, but the swordsman stumbled.
I took the opportunity to perform the Seven Star Steps in mid-air, turned around and swung my sword. The sword seemed to be like flowers and willows in the wind, sweeping down with an awe-inspiring momentum.
Seeing this, the swordsman's pupils suddenly shrank, and his expression was extremely surprised: "Wait! This move... huh?"
Before he could finish, my sword had already stabbed in front of him. As a last resort, the swordsman drew his sword with a clang, and it collided violently with my Seven Star Sword, emitting dazzling metal sparks, but was quickly covered by the wind and snow around us.
In a brief moment, I saw his sword clearly. The blade was crimson and sharp, as if it had been soaked in blood for years, carrying a breath of death. Within the crimson blade, there were also strange wind patterns. Most terrifyingly, the scabbard lying on the ground was oozing a red liquid from the inside out, like blood!
Clatter... Two sword energies of different intensities burst out, and the wind and snow within a few meters around them were briefly swept away.
"Dangdangdang!" He knocked me back, my arms numb. The swordsman simply took a step back, his expression shifting, and his eyes changed when he looked at me.
"Who taught you that move?" the swordsman asked, holding his sword.
I shrugged. "I taught myself. But you, you said you wouldn't draw your sword? You'll give birth to a son without an asshole!"
The swordsman said calmly, "She used that very move once before, forcing me to draw my sword. How come you can do that too?"
I was stunned. This move was naturally taught to me by Su Xiaoniu, and the swordsman said that someone once used this move to force the swordsman to draw his sword. Could it be...
Su Xiaoniu asked me to follow her and I nodded. Every time Su Xiaoniu said something, I would say something: "Which is heavier, your sword or your past?"
The swordsman was stunned.
"You said you only drew your sword for one person. Yes, you did draw your sword for only one person. But since then, your sword has been 'broken,' so you must wash it in blood every day to hide your failure... Now, all you have is a broken blade and a broken will!"
The swordsman was stunned when these words were spoken.
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