Chapter 68: An Inch Longer, An Inch Stronger
【What a great little thief! 】

Everything happened so fast, so fast that when Tianxuan's fatal palm was covered in clouds and was about to hit his heart, Changkong just reacted.

Indeed, Changkong had already given up his contempt for Tianxuan, an opponent who was said to be less than ten years old. However, due to Tianxuan's age, Changkong subconsciously thought that no matter how strong his opponent's skills were, he would inevitably be inferior in terms of fighting experience. However, Tianxuan's tight rhythm and just-right offensive told Changkong clearly.

The child who was fighting with him now not only had great martial arts skills and profound abilities, but his experience in life-and-death battles should not be underestimated.

clang!
As the saying goes, an inch longer, an inch stronger; an inch shorter, an inch more dangerous.

Tianxuan wanted to use his short stature, the bloody battle ten styles, and the cloud-clearing palm to defeat Changkong, the famous ranger of Zhao State; on the contrary, Changkong, as a master with many years of fame, must know the disadvantages of a spear in close combat. A spear made of silver mixed with black iron, in his hand, was like a rope, bending arbitrarily, changing hardness and softness.

Tianxuan's move 'Wearing Clouds and the Moon' was blocked by Changkong's silver spear again, and the sound of metal clashing was loud.

"You little thief, take your life!"

It was extremely dangerous, and he was walking on the edge of life and death. After blocking Tianxuan's palm, Changkong looked at Tianxuan with murderous intent in his eyes, as if it was not the first time he met Tianxuan, but that they had an irreconcilable hatred. He jumped into the air with his body erect, and the silver spear followed the trend of heaven and earth, like a silk thread falling from the sky, shaking out spear flowers.

Each gun flower is transformed by the power of the sky, seemingly sad and beautiful, "suddenly, a spring breeze comes, and thousands of pear trees bloom." However, once each pear flower touches the real object, it will become a tragic scene of slow slicing and cutting the skin.

Zizizi!
Facing the seemingly endless gun flowers falling from the sky, Tianxuan's handsome face was devoid of even a trace of fear, and he activated his fundamental method - Xiantian Gangqi. The condensed and fierce Xiantian Gangqi formed a Gangqi barrier three feet above Tianxuan's body that was impenetrable to water and needles. The gun flowers fell on it, making a sharp and piercing sound, but failed to cause any impact on Tianxuan.

"Criticize the arrogant and destroy the weak!"

While using his innate energy to neutralize the opponent's attack, Tianxuan swung the cold sword in his hand, and the sharp sword force broke through Changkong's hidden reality and exquisite spearmanship. In a flash, Tianxuan's deadly blade had arrived in front of Changkong who had returned to the surface.

puff!

The sound of a sharp blade entering the body was heard, and Tian Xuan's "Pi Kang Dao Xu" fell on Chang Kong's chest. If Chang Kong was not also a powerful character who had experienced hundreds of battles, this knife would have ripped him open. Even if Chang Kong dodged quickly, when the knife light dissipated, a bloody knife mark still appeared from Chang Kong's left shoulder to his right ribs.

"Suffer to death!"

Having a slight upper hand, Tianxuan took advantage of the situation and wielded the precious sword Cangyue, which weighed more than 20 kilograms, like the wind. "The two armies faced off, their sharp edges were revealed, the light cavalry rushed out, and they took things from the bag"... The Ten Bloody Battle Styles created by the old Cangtou under the guidance of Bai Qi were originally just a set of swordsmanship suitable for the battlefield.

In Yu Tianxuan's hands, the power of this set of Ten Bloody Battle Styles was fully unleashed. The originally wide-open, fierce and domineering sword moves were now filled with many subtle changes.

Hey!
The opponent was coming at him with great force. Even though Changkong was injured, he continued to swing his silver spear. His movements were ever-changing, sometimes fierce, sometimes delicate. He used a seven-foot-long silver spear to protect many vital parts in front of him.

Tianxuan's crescent moon blade and Changkong's silver spear collided violently thousands of times. The collision that should have been like the wrath of Thunder God converged at one point and underwent a qualitative change. A lingering and endless dragon roar sounded, echoing between Tianxuan and Changkong.

However, although the dragon's roar could shock the heroes, there was a subtle sound that could be heard from time to time, destroying the dragon's roar that seemed to overwhelm the world.

With the softest clouds, he unleashed the strongest and most powerful Paiyun Palm, occasionally attacking Changkong's head, chest, abdomen and other vital parts. Even though Changkong always blocked it at the last moment, he was still shocked and vomited blood.

Tear!

The waning moon blade condensed the bloody energy of the battlefield into the fighting spirit. The sword, which should have been a bit heavy, was unusually agile in Tianxuan's hand, and seemed to be no heavier than a piece of straw. In addition, no matter how exquisite Changkong's spear skills were, or how special the silver spear was, they could not completely avoid the martial arts truth that "an inch longer, an inch stronger; an inch shorter, an inch more dangerous." After the waning moon blade broke through Changkong's defense, it left mottled bloodstains, which was shocking.

[Since this guy has made an enemy, we must find a way to eliminate him, otherwise, my network will be destroyed in his hands! ]

Zhao Gao, the Minister of the Chariots, was guarding Zheng Ge's tent like a watchdog. In fact, in the eyes of almost everyone, he was indeed Zheng Ge's dog. Although he did not join the battle, his pair of narrow triangular eyes were slightly narrowed, allowing him to easily keep an eye on all directions and listen to all directions, and have an overview of the entire battlefield.

The two thousand soldiers of Zhao State had been completely annihilated by the Qin Army; the main force of the army was being mobilized by Meng Tian to return to the king's tent. With the assistance of the main force, the rangers of Zhao State had to beware of the assassins in Luowang, and were all trapped in the siege, screaming and wailing, with broken limbs flying all over the sky.

Except for Canjian, Feixue and Changkong, all the other Zhao soldiers who came to assassinate were likely to be killed.

Zhao Gao cast a deep gaze on Tianxuan and Changkong who were fighting each other. As the leader of Luowang, Zhao Gao rarely took action, but almost everyone was sure that this dog of Zhengge must have unfathomable martial arts. With just a simple glance, Zhao Gao judged that Changkong would die at the hands of Tianxuan in at most thirty moves.

Although the grudge between Luowang and Tianxuan had been resolved by Zhengge, how could Luowang not want revenge when a hundred assassins died at Tianxuan's hands? Now that the feud had been established, it was not so easy to resolve.

…………

More than 10,000 soldiers, under the command of Meng Tian, ​​stood ten feet away from the king's tent, surrounding the huge tent. At this time, the 2,000 Zhao soldiers had been annihilated by the Qin army. Except for Changkong, Canjian and Feixue, all the rangers who came to assassinate him had died.

The assassination tonight seemed to be settled. However, Meng Tian was afraid that there would be another disturbance, so he ordered his soldiers to be alert in all directions, fearing that there would be another change.

"what!"

Zhen Gang and Duan Shui, two top-level assassins of Luowang, faced off against Can Jian and Fei Xue, a couple also named after swords. After more than a hundred rounds of fierce fighting, the balance of victory and defeat finally began to tilt.

Blinded by a black cloth, the frail Duan Shui broke through Feixue's defense. The deadly sword pierced Feixue's lower abdomen without deviation. The moment the sharp blade pierced through her body, Feixue's jade-like face turned pale and she let out a sharp scream.

"Flying snow!"

Canjian, who had been fighting alongside Feixue, was horrified when he saw this scene and screamed out loud.

(End of this chapter)