This kick was extremely powerful, and it immediately kicked the young man until he grinned and spurted out a mouthful of blood, looking very ugly.
Originally, the young man's abdomen had been eroded by the cold air, and his internal organs were even more injured by the cold air. At this moment, Cao Xuesheng kicked him hard, causing more injuries to the young man's internal organs.
The young man staggered back, and Cao Xuesheng took this opportunity to draw his sword repeatedly, not giving the young man any chance to breathe.
Among the many masked men in the Tiantian Temple, Cao Xuesheng is indeed one of the last in terms of strength, but this is also because the masked men in the Tiantian Temple are all extremely powerful.
If you look to the outside world, Cao Xuesheng is also a very powerful swordsman.
Every stroke of the sword was filled with a bone-chilling coldness, and the sharp sword energy hidden in the coldness was also very terrifying.
The young man was tired of resisting, and gradually found it difficult to compete with Cao Xuesheng, and the situation took a turn for the worse.
"What a powerful guy, it seems that he must be unblocked." The young man's eyes were gloomy and he said secretly in his heart.
I originally thought that it would not be difficult to deal with the young sect leader of the down-and-out Sword Pond Sect. Even if the opponent had the Hithering Sword in his hand, there wouldn't be many surprises.
But this young man from Fengjiange didn't expect that Cao Xuesheng was so strong, and he didn't look like a fledgling warrior at all. Instead, he was sophisticated and calm.
In this way, the young man knew that if he did not attack with all his strength and had some reservations, not only would he not be able to kill Cao Xuesheng, but he might not even be able to save his own life.
At that moment, the young man blocked Cao Xuesheng's sword and suddenly pointed at his long sword.
Seal of the Sword! open!
The young man shouted lowly, and saw that the long sword in his hand was originally simple and plain, but at this moment, it was filled with brilliance and an extremely powerful aura filled the air.
Cao Xuesheng frowned and stared at the sword in the young man's hand. He didn't expect that the sword was in a sealed state before. No wonder Cao Xuesheng always felt that the sword in the young man's hand was a little strange.
"Alas, I was the first to come out from Fengjian Pavilion to perform a mission. I didn't expect that I would have to undo the seal on the sword. I'm afraid I would be laughed at by those bastards again after I go back." The young man smiled self-deprecatingly, but His eyes became even sharper than before.
The sword in his hand has a strong flow of sword energy and a faint black light. It is obviously two different powers from the one in the sealed state just now.
Cao Xuesheng took a deep breath. Even though the other party had reservations before, he didn't use all his strength.
"Come on." Cao Xuesheng said softly, and his figure suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, he was behind the young man.
The young man laughed loudly. He had known Cao Xuesheng's actions for a long time, so he turned around and struck him with a sword.
Unexpectedly, Cao Xuesheng's figure flashed and disappeared like a ghost. Before the young man could see clearly, the Han Cicada Sword pierced him diagonally.
There was a look of surprise in the young man's eyes, and he immediately opened his spiritual eyes, trying to see clearly the trajectory of Cao Xuesheng's movements.
"What kind of footwork is this?" The young man was shocked when he saw it.
Cao Xuesheng's strange footwork is completely traceless and his whole person is elusive. It is almost impossible to capture Cao Xuesheng's figure.
Even with his spiritual eyes, he could see Cao Xuesheng's figure clearly, but he couldn't tell where Cao Xuesheng would step next.
After all, the spiritual eye cannot predict the future.
This was naturally the Nine Heavenly Steps that Fang Lin had performed before, and Fang Lin taught this movement technique to Dugu Nian. In the past few years when Dugu Nian was in charge of the Tuntian Palace, he also taught the movement technique to several people. Among the masked people is Cao Xuesheng.
Dugu Nian's Nine Heavenly Footwork was taught by Fang Lin, but he didn't practice it to the same level as Fang Lin, only 80% of Fang Lin's level.
Cao Xuesheng's Nine Heavens footwork was taught by Dugu Nian, and it was even weaker, only 80% of Dugu Nian's.
But even so, this ancient and modern movement technique is enough to make it difficult for warriors of this era to deal with it.
Cao Xuesheng used the Nine Heavenly Footwork and matched it with his swordsmanship, which complemented each other perfectly. He was not at all head-to-head with the young man. Every time he made a move, the young man was unable to defend himself. If a blow failed, he would immediately change his body shape and strike again.
The young man had indeed unlocked the seal of the sword, greatly increasing the power of the sword in his hand, and was completely sure to suppress Cao Xuesheng's Hithering Sword.
But Cao Xuesheng stopped confronting him head-on and chose what he considered a very despicable way of fighting. This made the young man extremely angry.
"The majestic leader of the Jianchi Sect doesn't even have the guts to fight head-on?" The young man couldn't hold back his anger and sarcastically said.
"No." Cao Xuesheng's answer was clean and crisp. It was so satisfying, but it almost made the young man curse.
"Get out!" the young man shouted angrily, and the long sword in his hand was suddenly inserted into the ground in front of him. Immediately, countless sword energy burst out from under the ground, covering everyone within a hundred steps of the young man.
Cao Xuesheng immediately jumped into the air, a light flashed in the young man's eyes, and a trace of pride appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"In the sky, let me see how you can use that kind of footwork again?" The young man laughed, and countless sword energy gathered together, chasing Cao Xuesheng.
Cao Xuesheng also smiled, and used the Jiuzhongtian footwork again.
"What?" At this moment, the young man found it a little hard to accept. It's okay for you to use this weird footwork on the ground. How come you can still use it in the air
Of course this young man wouldn't know that Jiuzhongtian's footwork is more powerful in the air.
When Fang Lin accidentally created this movement technique, it was because he realized that this movement technique could exert its full power in the air that he named it Jiuzhongtian Footwork, which means that it can reach the ninth level.
"You are no match for me!" Cao Xuesheng shouted softly, and the Chilling Cicada Sword condensed the aura of the surrounding sky, and the whole sky was covered with cold air.
The next moment, countless long swords condensed with cold air whizzed down, like a gust of wind and rain.
The young man's pupils shrank and he quickly ran away into the distance, completely giving up the idea of fighting Cao Xuesheng again.
"Damn it! I shouldn't have to deal with this guy, let the old man in blood clothes or the young girl do it!" The young man cursed in his heart, not daring to look back at the terrifying cold air sword formation, and kept running for his life.
Boom, boom, boom! ! !
Countless cold swords fell, and the mountain forest was completely destroyed. Some wild beasts that had no time to escape also suffered misfortunes. They were either directly killed by the cold swords, or were frozen into ice by the cold air.
The young man's steps were so fast that he wanted to land on all fours, with several sticks of ice inserted into his back, and then he escaped in embarrassment.
At the same time, in the Tiantian Temple, Fang Lin and Dugu Nian, who were sitting here, both had expressions of excitement.
"Mr. Meng of Fengjian Pavilion is here, please ask the Lord of Tuntian Palace to teach you how to strike!"
ps: The third update is here, continue coding.