Chapter 538 Battle of Mount Tai

Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan attacked almost at the same time.

No one could see them drawing their swords, as their swords suddenly thrust out like lightning.

The onlookers only felt a flash before their eyes, and the two had already crossed the distance of two or three feet in the middle, approaching each other in a flash, and the two swords flashed and shone, dazzling the eyes.

There was the sound of the autumn wind blowing, the sound of the swords breaking through the air, but there was no sound of the two swords clashing. They had already controlled the long swords to the finest detail and would not do such a waste of energy.

The people who were lucky enough to watch the battle opened their eyes wide, unwilling to miss a single bit of the decisive battle.

The people around who could not see pricked up their ears, and they did not even know whether the battle had begun.

Between the flow of the sword light, even the wind seemed to be cut.

The battlefield between the two was like a black hole, the sword light cut through the air, and pieces of fallen leaves were swept into it, and then they were crushed into pieces by the sword energy and scattered.

Among the countless golden leaves, two figures moved, and two sword lights flashed, like a beautiful painting.

Yan Shisan's swordsmanship is simple and vicious. The Thirteen Deadly Swords seem to have only thirteen styles, but just the slight changes in the shaking of the wrist can show a huge difference.

Xie Xiaofeng's swordsmanship is swift and graceful. Even in the most intense battle, his figure is still upright, his moves are still accurate, and his swordsmanship is like a raging wind.

In just a few short breaths, the two have exchanged more than a dozen moves.

And during these dozen moves, the momentum of the two is still rising, the spirit is gathered, and they have long forgotten themselves, and only the sword of the other party is in their eyes.

Yan Shisan and Xie Xiaofeng are indeed destined opponents!

At this moment, they moved.

This move is not the move of action, but the move of movement.

The small battlefield of Yuhuangding is not enough for them to focus on their opponents. They need more mountains, rocks, trees, and leaves.

The two moved in tacit understanding, but frightened the onlookers.

The Eagle Swordsman was watching with trepidation when he found that the two sword lights were getting closer and closer to him, as if they were right next to him in an instant, giving him the illusion that they were going to run over him.

The Eagle Swordsman screamed and turned over to retreat diagonally.

Just when he retreated several feet and felt safe, he suddenly felt a wet and uncomfortable feeling on his face.

He couldn't help but reach out and touch it, and he felt blood on his hand.

The Eagle Swordsman's pupils shrank suddenly. He was actually injured by the sword energy of Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan in the air, and he had no power to fight back!

The Eagle Swordsman reacted quickly. Just when he touched the blood on his hand, he heard more exclamations.

He looked up and saw that there was already a commotion next to where he had just stood.

Seven or eight martial arts masters who were highly skilled and qualified to watch the battle were like frightened ducks, running around in all directions.

The Eagle Swordsman was sharp-eyed and saw the blood spurting out of their bodies.

Just as they were fleeing, Yan Shisan and Xie Xiaofeng had already swept over like a tornado and rushed into the woods next to the Jade Emperor Peak.

The dense woods blocked everyone's sight. Except for a few masters who quickly chased in, the rest of the people stood there, looking at each other, with confused faces.

"What's going on?"

"Why did they suddenly come out?"

"Not good! Mr. Zhao from Yiqi Village was stabbed in the chest with a sword, and his heart veins were severely damaged. He is almost dead!"

"Brother Gao! Brother Gao!"

A call attracted everyone's attention. Looking back, they found that Gao Boping, the leader of the 36 villages in Taihang Mountain and a famous master in the northern martial arts world, was stabbed in the middle of his eyebrows with a sword and died on the spot.

The onlookers were stunned.

"Watching the competition between the world's top masters, there is actually a risk of life?"

"This is too exaggerated..."

"Because they are Yan Shisan and Xie Xiaofeng!"

Yan Shisan has never been a good person. No one has ever survived under his deadly sword. Although Xie Xiaofeng comes from a famous family, he is not a person who cares about human life. All those who challenge him have left their weapons and lives in Shenjian Villa.

So, when they decide to do something, they will do it. As for whether someone will die in the process, that is not something they need to consider, not to mention...

The Taishan decisive battle was originally a decisive battle between Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan. They have never invited anyone else to watch the battle!

Those who stood around the Jade Emperor Peak and did not dare to go up at all, but could only wait for news below and prepare to go down the mountain to brag, at this time, in addition to gloating, they were full of gratitude.

Their martial arts are much worse than those of the people above, so they dare not go up. If it were them at this time, I am afraid that more than two people would die.

The Eagle Swordsman looked at the Kunlun Twin Swordsmen who were still in fear and asked, "Do you want to chase them in?"

The Kunlun Twin Swordsmen bared their teeth and looked at the Zen Master Tianming, Taoist Yuzhu and Hua Yukun who had already chased them in. They hardened their hearts, suppressed their fear, and followed them in.

…

In the woods, Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan's swords did not stop at all.

The mottled light and shadow, the dense leaves, the scattered ancient trees, and the ubiquitous rocks did not affect their swords at all.

Wherever their eyes went, their swords went there!

The hard and solid tree trunks could not stop their gentle swings of the swords.

The leaves in the forest seemed to be blown by the strong wind, flying everywhere, and there were also large and small gravel mixed in them, like a strong bow and crossbow, carrying the sound of the wind, hiding in the fallen leaves, whistling past.

"Swoosh!"

"Bang!"

Watching a stone about an inch in size brush past his ear and shoot into the tree trunk behind him, three inches into the wood, Taoist Yuzhu couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his temples and stopped.

And there were only a few people in front of him.

Among these people, of course, there was Tie Kaicheng.

Tie Kaicheng held Sun Xingyu in one hand and Li Zhenzhen in the other, and said, "This sword is powerful. My master's understanding of the Thirteen Deadly Swords is better than mine."

"I didn't expect Xie Xiaofeng's swordsmanship to be so domineering. Who told me before that his swordsmanship is soothing and elegant?" Tie Kaicheng looked at Xie Xiaofeng again.

This battle is not inferior to the battle at the top of the Forbidden City.

Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan are also peerless swordsmen who are not inferior to Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng.

It’s just that Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng want to decide the winner in one move, but Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan don’t want to give each other a chance to win. They are actually looking and waiting.

Yan Shisan’s long sword shuttled through the fallen leaves, and just as Xie Xiaofeng pointed his sword horizontally, he suddenly paused, and the whole person seemed to be still in place.

Then, at the moment when Xie Xiaofeng changed his moves, his long sword came alive like a poisonous dragon, bypassed Xie Xiaofeng’s long sword, and bit the opponent’s throat.

The fourteenth sword that kills!