With the pheasant's reminder, Xu Fan finally understood why the sword, which he had clearly dodged, had landed squarely on him.
It seems that these forces, which existed even before the global resurgence of terrorism, are indeed quite formidable.
Since Young Master Chen harbors ill intentions and wants to seize the precious sword from him, then he should be prepared to lose the Yellow Court Sword Manual.
However, Young Master Chen quickly realized that the reason his sword strike hadn't caused any serious injury to Xu Fan was probably because Xu Fan was wearing something like California clothing.
"Hmph, such a trivial skill, yet you dare to show it off before an expert."
As he spoke, Young Master Chen's sword drew a semi-circle in the air, stabbing towards Xu Fan in a strange trajectory.
Xu Fan, on the other hand, had the Myriad Demon Blood Glaze transform into a suit of armor that landed on his body.
The blade seemed to be far off course, but Xu Fan felt a tremor in the web of his hand, as if he had been injured by some sharp weapon.
Xu Fan didn't hold back, gripped the Zhuxian Sword tightly, and slashed fiercely at Young Master Chen.
Although the exchange didn't last long, Xu Fan drew a conclusion from the power of those two sword strikes.
The young master Chen in front of me is very weak.
Not to mention the older generation who left Nanshan, such as Lin Tianxiong and Ye Ling, even the weakest of the Seven Ghost Emperors, the Broken Tooth Wolf Emperor, is probably a level above Young Master Chen in terms of raw strength.
But this seemingly weak opponent easily broke Xu Fan's sword strike with a simple flick of his sword.
"Although your sword is a fine sword, it is a waste of its potential to fall into the hands of someone like you who never uses a sword."
Young Master Chen abruptly pulled his sword back, and slowly opened his mouth to say:
"A rainy night in the Jianghu".
As soon as he finished speaking, the blade in Young Master Chen's hand curled up slightly, and wisps of wind appeared out of thin air at the tip of the blade.
"cut!"
As Young Master Chen's voice fell, several whistling sword shadows rushed towards Xu Fan from afar.
Even though they were far apart, the wind from the sword blade stung Xu Fan's skin.
Xu Fan dared not be careless. He pushed off with his feet and swiftly met one of the sword shadows.
When the Immortal Execution Sword touched the sword shadow, it instantly melted the sword shadow.
Then Xu Fan noticed this and repeatedly struck out with the Zhuxian Sword in his hand, shattering all the sword shadows in the air.
Within a short period of time, the body was forced to perform multiple actions that defied the laws of physics. Even with Xu Fan's physical constitution, he felt waves of blood and qi surging within his body.
When Young Master Chen saw that Xu Fan had broken through all his sword shadows, his eyes first showed surprise, and then became serious.
If this doesn't work, then we'll have to resort to our last resort.
Young Master Chen calmly drew his sword, and eight ethereal figures appeared out of thin air behind him.
As he slowly raised the sword in his hand, it was as if several giant figures hidden in the air were slowly awakening, and a terrifying pressure slowly emerged from behind Young Master Chen.
Upon seeing this, Xu Fan took a deep breath.
Although Young Master Chen's physical abilities are quite poor, with the help of the Yellow Court Sword Scripture, he can now cause him considerable trouble.
Young Master Chen struggled to lift the sword, as if a mountain were tied to it, making the task difficult and heavy.
After raising his sword, Young Master Chen gritted his teeth and gave Xu Fan a somewhat unpleasant smile.
"It's time to end this."
Alarm bells rang in Xu Fan's mind, and he slashed repeatedly with the Immortal Execution Sword. However, when the Immortal Execution Sword fell, it only slightly blocked the sword shadow for a moment, and then the sword shadow rushed towards Xu Fan with an even more ferocious momentum.
As he watched the sword light engulf the area where Xu Fan was, a faint smile appeared on Young Master Chen's face.
However, before the smile on Young Master Chen's face could even bloom, he froze on the spot.
"How is that possible?"
Young Master Chen looked at Xu Fan, who slowly emerged from the sword light, with a hint of fear in his eyes.
At this moment, Xu Fan was covered in blood, looking like a blood-soaked figure.
However, none of these injuries were serious, and at least they wouldn't affect Xu Fan's combat ability.
Xu Fan looked up and smiled at Young Master Chen, but his blood-stained face, sinister and ruthless eyes, combined with that smile, made him look terrifying no matter how you looked at him.
"Now that you've had your fill, it's my turn, isn't it?"
As Xu Fan spoke, he pushed off with his feet and instantly charged towards Young Master Chen like a cannonball.
Ten meters...
Five meters...
Three meters...
Seeing Xu Fan swing his arm, the Zhuxian Sword in his hand seemed to be covered in clouds as it slashed fiercely towards him.
A warning bell rang in Young Master Chen's mind, and he hurriedly tried to draw his sword to defend himself.
Based on the profound principles of the Yellow Court Sword Manual, Young Master Chen believed that even if Xu Fan's sword wounded him, the injury would not be too serious.
If he were to escape and enter Nanshan, and Xu Fan still dared to attack him, then the seniors in Nanshan would definitely not stand idly by.
However, just as this thought crossed his mind, Young Master Chen suddenly realized that he couldn't move.
"Why...why is this happening?"
At that very moment, Xu Fan sensed a familiar presence.
Is there absolute time standing still?
He smiled at the pheasant, and without hesitation, thrust his sword at Young Master Chen.
"Seniors, please save me!"
"I don't want to die!"
Unfortunately, in order to swallow the sword in Xu Fan's hand alone and to prevent anyone from standing up for justice, he deliberately chose the battlefield outside Nanshan.
The mountains of Nanshan are desolate, as if they have remained so since time immemorial.
No one spoke, no one moved.
With a whoosh of wind, Xu Fan's sword pierced deeply into Young Master Chen's body.
"it's over."
Xu Fan said calmly.
Seeing Xu Fan looking at him, the pheasant quickly said:
"Check if he has any jade pendants or similar items on him. Those items should contain the Huangting Sword Manual."
Xu Fan reached out and touched in front of Young Master Chen, and sure enough, he found a small jade slip.
The moment Xu Fan held the jade slip in his hand, he felt a deluge of information flood his mind, which then slowly coalesced into several large characters resembling sword marks:
"The Yellow Court Sword Manual!"
After carefully reviewing the Yellow Court Sword Scripture, Xu Fan smiled.
Although this battle was extremely difficult, Xu Fan felt that the trip was worthwhile because of the Huangting Sword Scripture alone.
However, this is Nanshan after all, and I have just fought a great battle, so it would be best to leave here first.
Xu Fan said to the pheasant, "Now that we've finished our business, let's leave Nanshan."
The two slowly left along the mountain path, and no one came out to stop them.
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