Chapter 78: No regrets in striking, the artistic conception is sublimated!
Thirteen Deadly Swords.

The real essence is the fourteenth and fifteenth swords after the thirteenth sword.

It was Yan Shisan who realized this after he truly understood the truth of life and death.

Although the above thirteen moves are attractive to Cao Feng, the attraction is very limited.

In order not to affect the release of the next two sword moves, no one was sent to look for Yan Shisan.

But fate is so wonderful.

Just by finding a place to stay, I can meet Yan Shisan.

The backyard of the county government office was filled with the smell of blood, and the atmosphere was quiet yet a little eerie.

After confirming Yan Shisan's identity, Cao Feng fell into deep thought.

He was considering whether to get a wave of rewards first.

The Thirteen Deadly Swords is a top-level sword technique that can be used to fight against opponents of higher levels.

There must be many subtle points that can be learned from.

Learning this sword technique will definitely improve Cao Feng's knife skills a little.

But for Cao Feng, Yan Shisan is just one of the Gu that is now being kept in the martial arts world.

There is no way to avoid it.

Cao Feng was not willing to confront Yan Shisan right now.

What if Yan Shisan is affected by this and cannot create the next two sword moves?
That would be a huge loss!

……

Cao Feng is weighing whether to take action.

The same was true for Yan Shisan on the opposite side.

The intuition honed on the brink of life and death told Yan Shisan that he should retreat immediately.

The person in front of him had no obvious aura and no momentum at all.

But his strength is extremely terrifying, and he is definitely not able to deal with it now!

Even with a sword in hand, it is difficult to resist.

Yan Shisan never doubted his intuition and knew that leaving at this moment was the best choice.

However, when he thought of those people who asked him to help, the idea of ​​leaving immediately disappeared!
He doesn't care about a little money.

This time I chose to take action not for any reward.

He just followed his inner insistence and simply wanted to rid the people of harm!
Yan Shisan is very clear about his own strength.

The reason why Xu Rushi was forced into a desperate situation was because of the unexpected attack of the Thirteen Deadly Swords and the power of the Demonic Sword's Bone Poison.

If they were to fight head-on, he and Xu Rushi would be on par with each other.

Once the opponent is prepared, the difficulty of killing him will increase by more than ten times!
Weather-beaten faces and pairs of hopeful eyes flashed through my mind.

Yan Shisan took a deep breath and became more determined.

Others regard me as their only hope, so how can I let them down?
Swordsmen should move forward indomitably!

Even if there is a mountain blocking your way, you should chop it down with your sword!
Whether you can match him or not, you won’t know until you fight.

"Ok?"

Cao Feng, who was thinking, felt Yan Shisan's boiling fighting spirit and raised his eyebrows immediately.

The memories that had been gradually forgotten once again clearly appeared in his mind, making him smile.

"Why do you have to think so much? I am practicing swordsmanship. I have no regrets when I strike. How can I look ahead and behind?"

Let’s talk about the future after it happens.

As a time traveler, you should enjoy the present moment.

What's more, the swordsmanship he created by combining the Thirteen Deadly Swords may not be worse than the fourteenth and fifteenth swords!
Cao Feng's mentality changed, and he suddenly felt lighter.

After the battle of Guangyang Prefecture, the terrifying pressure from Pang Ban was now gone.

My mind is clearer than ever before.

Unconsciously, the sword intent that had just transformed was also quietly changing.

hum! ~
At a certain moment, the air suddenly shook.

Immediately, a domineering and ruthless sword intent rushed into the sky.

In an instant, the dark clouds shattered, revealing a bright starry sky.

At this moment, Cao Feng's sword intent was still arrogant, domineering, and captivating.

But there is a hint of something else.
County magistrate Xu Rushi fell heavily to his knees, his face as pale as paper.

He couldn't bear the terrifying sword intent.

In Xu Rushi's perception, Cao Feng's sword intent was high above, overlooking the world like a god.

And he was like an insignificant ant, small and humble.

I didn't even dare to think of resisting.

All we can do is wait for fate to decide in trembling fear!

"Who is this person? Why can he comprehend such a profound state of mind when he is only at the Xiantian realm?"

In stark contrast to Xu Rushi, Yan Shisan did not react much.

It's not that he is so powerful that he can ignore Cao Feng's sword intent.

It was because the sword intent didn't give him that aggressive feeling.

Domineering, sharp, cold, and ruthless, Yan Shisan felt that these were just the appearance of the sword's intent.

There is a higher level of charm hidden deep inside.

With Yan Shisan's current strength, he cannot perceive it clearly and only has a vague impression.

If I were to describe it in words, it would be... a kind of detached and free and easy feeling.

Not paying special attention to you does not mean ignoring or not caring about you.

Rather, treat everyone equally.

In my eyes, you are no different from everyone else!

……

Under the terrifying pressure, Xu Ru could not hold on for long and soon fainted.

At this moment, Cao Feng also came back to his senses from a mysterious perception and restrained his sword intent.

Looking at Yan Shisan who was still eager to fight, he smiled calmly, clasped his fists and said, "I have some thoughts. I am sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. I am Cao Ye, the bronze medal constable of the Six Gates. Please teach me!"

Yan Shisan put aside the distracting thoughts in his heart, took a deep breath, clasped his fists solemnly, and said in a concentrated voice: "The heir of the Yan family, Yan Shisan, dares to ask for the guidance of the Falling Star Blade!"

"Oh? Have you heard of my name?"

Cao Feng was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, a loner like Yan Shisan would have heard of his name.

Yan Shisan did not answer and took the lead in launching the attack.

He knew that he was no match for Cao Feng.

The reason why he insisted on fighting was that he had to give an explanation to the person who entrusted him, and he also wanted to personally experience Cao Feng's swordsmanship in the battle.

That was a profound artistic conception that he had never seen before.

If you can understand one or two, you will not regret it even if you die!

If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening!

The Bone Poison Sword turned into a stream of light in the air and attacked Cao Feng's vital points at an extremely fast speed.

The eighth move of the Thirteen Deadly Swords—Fleeting Time!
This is a fast sword move, with a flash of light appearing and disappearing in an instant.

When it is practiced to the extreme, the moment the enemy sees the flash of light, he has already been hit by the sword!
This move is not the most powerful one among the Thirteen Deadly Swords.

But it is the most difficult move to guard against.

Not only that.

The Thirteen Deadly Swords is a chain of sword techniques, and the moves can be switched at will.

Even if one move is broken, there will be a killer move to follow!

With Yan Shisan's current attainments in swordsmanship, he is not able to convert all thirteen styles.

The first killing move he used was the Fleeting Light, which was currently his most powerful series of killing moves.

Knowing how powerful Cao Feng was, he did not dare to hold back at all when he attacked!
However, Cao Feng's reaction made Yan Shisan frown.

Facing Bone Poison's attack, Cao Feng not only did not activate his sword intent, he didn't even have the intention to draw his sword.

Just raised two fingers.

when! ~
With a sound like that of metal clashing, Cao Feng firmly held the Bone Poison Sword between his fingers.

Yan Shisan's pupils shrank, he gritted his teeth, and slowly uttered four words.

Telepathic communication!
(End of this chapter)