Chapter 67: An Inch Short, An Inch Danger (Happy New Year!)

"Central Chariot Officer, who is this?"

The old man, who was in his twilight years, covered his eyes with a black cloth, making it impossible to tell whether he was blind or not. Tianxuan, who had memories of his past life, knew that this man was most likely Duan Shui, the most unfathomable of the six sword slaves in the future. The six sword slaves were formed by Zhao Gao during the process of Qin's subjugation of the six kingdoms.

Or to be more precise, Luowang used Qin to conquer the six eastern states, and lured the world's knights, death row prisoners, and people from the underworld, and its power expanded rapidly. In the end, this imperial weapon developed to the point where it could backfire on the empire, becoming a true master-devouring weapon!

"Duan Shui!" The old man, who seemed to be on his last legs, introduced himself in a hoarse and unpleasant voice, "Master Tian Xuanzi, my name is Duan Shui, and the sword in my hand is also called Duan Shui!" At this point, Duan Shui, whose eyes were covered with a black cloth, turned to Can Jian and Fei Xue, who were also named after swords, and said, "I heard that the rangers of Zhao State - Can Jian and Fei Xue, a virtuous couple, are invincible with their two swords together."

"Today, even with my old bones, I dare to ask for your advice!"

While saying this, Zhen Gang and Duan Shui suddenly attacked.

The Zhen Gang sword was in Zhen Gang's hand, stabbing straight out. The sword move was simple and clear, locking onto the broken sword. The sword force was powerful and astonishing. Duan Shui danced with the Duan Shui sword, and clusters of sword lights as clear as water flickered, matching Zhen Gang's simple, clear, fierce and domineering swordsmanship, filling the hardness with the softness.

Facing Luowang's two heavenly-level killers, Canjian and Feixue were caught in the sword circle without fear. The Canjian and Feixue swords whistled in their hands, and each used their unique skills.

The swordsmanship of Canjian evolved from the ever-changing texts and added its own style. The moves are delicate yet fierce. The swordsmanship of Feixue is as quiet as a virgin and as swift as a rabbit. The sword energy condenses into snowflakes, creating the poignant beauty of flying snow all over the sky.

clang!clang!clang!
In a flash, four masters who were also famous for their swordsmen came to fight together. Canjian and Feixue, relying on the tacit understanding they had gained from years of companionship, both intentionally cooperated with each other, making their sword moves almost flawless. On the contrary, Zhen Gang and Duan Shui, although they did not have the deep love between Canjian and Feixue, their sword techniques, one hard and one soft, were still subtly integrated.

The four swords kept colliding, the sound of metal clashing never ceased, and clusters of sword lights burst out, tearing the dark night sky apart, creating a dazzling and beautiful scene. In the eyes of Tianxuan who was watching, it was as if he had returned to his previous life, appreciating the legendary skill called "iron flower".

There were many sword shadows and thick sword energy. The four swordsmen, who also took the swords in their hands as their names, had their bodies hidden in the endless layers of sword light. The sparks that burst out swirled around and disappeared, moving around the figures that appeared and disappeared from time to time, as if the God of Fire Zhurong from Tianxuan's "Honghuang" had come to the earth.

The sound of swords clashing is even louder than the roar of dragons and the growl of beasts.

"please!"

Changkong, who was a famous knight of Zhao State along with Canjian and Feixue, carried a spear made of silver mixed with black iron on his back, and kept his eyes on Canjian and Feixue who were in a stalemate with Zhen Gang and Duan Shui. Or to be more precise, his attention was focused on Feixue's curvy body, which was as cold as her name, and looked like a snowflake dancing in the sky.

Tianxuan's attention did not stay on the battlefield for too long. Seeing the worry in the arrogant Changkong's eyes, he felt helpless: [Another bloody love triangle! ]

After silently evaluating, Tianxuan slowly raised the Crescent Moon Sword. The blade was as bright as snow, and the bright moonlight gathered on the blade. Although there was a distance of more than ten feet between them, there was a trace of sharp sword intent that went straight to Changkong's face. Just one simple word, but it contained an unparalleled murderous intent.

Facing the murderous intent coming from Tianxuan, the sky, which had long been accustomed to the cold, felt an endless chill coming, as if falling into a freezing hell, and his expression was horrified. In an instant, the famous ranger of Zhao State looked at Tianxuan with no trace of contempt, only a solemnity that could not be dispersed.

“Come on!” Changkong’s silver spear pierced out like a nimble poisonous snake, challenging Tianxuan to a fight, “Today, let me experience the ability of the Taoist Tianzong’s top disciple!” clang!
Tianxuan tightly grasped the crescent moon blade that was almost level with himself, and struck out with a single blow. It was a simple and clear strike, and the blade was blessed with the innate qi of the strongest and most masculine. It was the second move of the ten bloody battle moves taught by the old Cangtou, "Showing the Edge". The thunderous blade energy was indestructible and pressed directly against many vital points in front of Changkong.

The distance of more than ten feet was evened out by this one cut, as if Tianxuan had mastered the magical power of 'a world so close'.

Changkong, who was famous in the martial arts world for his arrogance and unruly character, felt a sense of crisis again after a long time. In his arrogant eyes, the flames of fighting spirit surged. The spear in his hand, which had been tempered thousands of times, stabbed out like a long sword, using all his elegance to meet Tianxuan's fierce attack.

In a flash, the sword and the spear collided fiercely. Then, the tall Changkong showed an expression of disbelief on his face, and took a step back.

"Light cavalry out!"

Xiantian Gangqi can condense all one's strength into the most rigid and masculine Gangqi, which can greatly gain an advantage in a battle with masters of the same level. The three great rangers of Zhao State: Changkong, Canjian, and Feixue are all masters of the Lihe realm, and Tianxuan is also in the Lihe realm. Therefore, although Tianxuan is inferior to Changkong in terms of real cultivation, this gap is easily erased by relying on the characteristics of Xiantian Gangqi.

Tianxuan knew that the "Showing off one's brilliance" move would not be able to defeat Changkong, so he took advantage of Changkong's temporary disadvantage due to his lack of understanding of the characteristics of the innate energy. With his short body and the crescent moon blade in his hand, he came to Changkong like a thorn in the flesh. The crescent moon blade was as fast as thunder and slashed towards Changkong's neck.

Bang!

The opponent pursued him relentlessly. Although Changkong suffered a little, he was still a well-known expert in the martial arts world. He suppressed the dull pain in his meridians and the seven-foot-long silver spear, contrary to most people's cognition, suddenly appeared in front of him and blocked Tianxuan's knife.

The sharp edge of the Crescent Moon Sword fell on the slender shaft of the Silver Spear, making a crisp and exciting sound.

"Covered by clouds and moon!"

Tianxuan combined the unique skills of the Taoist Tianzong and the knowledge of the Raincoat Guest to create the powerful Paiyun Palm. Although, among the twelve styles of Paiyun Palm, only the first style, Flowing Water and Moving Clouds, is truly perfect, from the ninth style, Unstable Clouds, to the twelfth style, Sad Clouds, with Tianxuan's current skills, if he forcibly performs them, he will definitely hurt himself.

However, it does not mean that Tianxuan can only perform the first move of Paiyun Palm, Flowing Water and Flowing Clouds, and is unable to perform the other moves.

The snow-white Taoist robe covering his body was inspired by the strong energy and fluttered like a cloak. Tianxuan's body was covered by the Taoist robe, and his empty left hand was hidden in the layers of clouds and mist. He hit Changkong's heart with one palm. As the saying goes, an inch longer is an inch stronger, and an inch shorter is an inch more dangerous. After a fight with Luowang, Tianxuan's fighting experience gradually became richer, and he perfectly played his own advantages, and even wanted to turn Changkong's advantages into disadvantages.

　The New Year’s Eve of the Year of the Dragon is here, and good luck and happiness are knocking on your door!

　　Xueyueke wishes all book lovers a prosperous, peaceful, happy, lucky and healthy new year!

　　
　
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