Chapter 539 Xie Xiaofeng's Foreseeable Future

The thirteen deadly swords, interpret the change from movement to stillness.

The fourteenth deadly sword is the essence of the thirteen deadly swords, and one sword interprets the extreme from stillness to movement.

This sword is a rare peerless sword technique in the world. When Tie Kaicheng used this move, he killed Wan Ningzi of the Hainan Sword School with one sword, and the opponent couldn't even fight back.

The ordinary people would only die when facing this sword!

But Xie Xiaofeng is not an ordinary person. Even if this sword is a peerless sword technique, his sword technique and response are also the best in the world.

His thinking is faster than the sword!

When Yan Shisan stabbed this sword, Xie Xiaofeng's sword technique had changed from a raging wind to a breeze, from a torrent to a light spring. He should not have been able to block this sword, but he did.

Where there should be no wind, the wind blew.

Where there should be no water, the water flowed.

Xie Xiaofeng's sword technique seemed to be able to adjust according to the opponent's sword technique, without omissions or flaws.

But...

Is it really like this?

Xie Xiaofeng thought that Yan Shisan's deadly fourteenth sword was his backup plan. Just when the poisonous dragon had broken through the water and bit Xie Xiaofeng's throat, Xie Xiaofeng's sword tip suddenly appeared at the seven-inch point of the poisonous dragon.

The poisonous dragon was nailed to death, and Yan Shisan's sword path had reached its end.

Xie Xiaofeng's eyes lit up, and this battle was about to end.

But at this moment, Xie Xiaofeng suddenly found that the poisonous dragon under his sword shook its body, and then the poisonous dragon that was supposed to be nailed to death changed.

The poisonous dragon turned into a poisonous dragon!

The seven-inch area was not a flaw for the poisonous dragon at all!

The poisonous dragon had broken free from the long sword that had turned into a nail, and the whole dragon body had risen to the sky, covering the sky and the sun, with dark clouds and ominous breath all over the sky, pressing towards Xie Xiaofeng.

Xie Xiaofeng found that he could not move, and he was suppressed by the poisonous dragon and could not move.

Xie Xiaofeng's eyes revealed extreme fear.

He couldn't imagine that Yan Shisan's thirteen deadly swords would have such a change. Although he just felt that the fourteenth deadly sword seemed not to be the end, in a short period of time, no matter how talented he was, he could not face the fifteenth sword.

His sword had been pressed under the poisonous dragon.

He was exposed to the poisonous dragon.

This poisonous dragon was the symbol of Yan Shisan's long sword, and this poisonous dragon symbolized death!

Xie Xiaofeng knew that this was not an illusion.

In addition to the mental pressure of the sword of death, Yan Shisan's own sword force also suppressed his long sword.

Therefore, even if Xie Xiaofeng could break free from Yan Shisan's artistic conception of combining movement and stillness, his own changes had already reached their limit.

Yan Shisan's sword could break his chest or pierce his throat at any time!

"Is this the feeling of death?"

Xie Xiaofeng's mind flashed through his life like a revolving lantern, and the extreme fear just now had turned into ruthless indifference.

Because he was desperate.

So Xie Xiaofeng was ready to die, and he even closed his eyes, "All the grudges in this world have nothing to do with me."

The next moment, Xie Xiaofeng felt the chill in his throat, but the dark clouds and the mood of death just now had disappeared.

"What's going on?"

Xie Xiaofeng opened his eyes and saw the tip of Yan Shisan's sword, which stayed three inches in front of his throat, and then in a flash, the sword was sheathed.

Seeing this scene, Xie Xiaofeng's pupils shrank and he was very shocked.

The sword just now was as powerful as a bamboo, and it had accumulated to the extreme. Once it was stabbed out, it would be a shocking result. In any case, he should be killed with one sword.

But Yan Shisan actually stopped!

"You lost." Yan Shisan said lightly.

Xie Xiaofeng had no expression on his face, but his hands had begun to tremble, and he had begun to collapse.

He had never lost since he was ten years old. His reputation was tied to the honor of Shenjian Villa. He had never thought that he would lose, and he would never allow himself to fail.

He could not face the disappointed eyes of his relatives, and he could not imagine the consequences of his failure.

He wanted to die!

But the moment he thought of death, he thought of what Yan Shisan had just said.

If he died, did it mean that he could not afford to lose?

"Look at the trembling sword tip. He couldn't even hold the sword steadily. It can be seen how much of a blow he suffered." Tie Kaicheng's teasing voice suddenly sounded, "Does this count as losing the sword and losing the man?"

Xie Xiaofeng gritted his teeth. He felt that he should have fought to the death with Tie Kaicheng in that town that day.

The oath of not taking the initiative to fight did not have to be strictly followed.

But Xie Xiaofeng was Xie Xiaofeng after all. He calmed down almost instantly, no longer lingering on Tie Kaicheng's ridicule, but calmly accepted the result.

"I lost." Xie Xiaofeng finally spoke.

As soon as the words came out, everyone was shocked.

Hua Yukun's eyes were filled with loneliness, and Xie Fenghuang didn't know whether she should cry for the defeat of the Xie family or laugh at the defeat of the person who defeated her husband.

Zen Master Tianming and Taoist Yuzhu sighed, as if they saw the end of an era and the beginning of a new era.

Shopkeeper Xie breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Xie Xiaofeng with a kind look.

Xie Wangsun still had no expression on his face, but the loose corners of his mouth revealed his thoughts and feelings. Compared with the glory of the Xie family, he cared more about his son.

Yan Shisan looked at Xie Xiaofeng with a smile, "Don't want to die?"

The long sword in Xie Xiaofeng's hand no longer trembled. He gently pushed it back to the scabbard.

He looked at the black-sheathed long sword in his hand and sighed, "It should be in the same place as that plaque, covered by black cloth, never to see the light of day."

Yan Shisan said, "Maybe someone of your descendants can use it."

Xie Xiaofeng shook his head, "But this sword brings not only glory, but also life-threatening pressure."

Xie Xiaofeng looked at Tie Kaicheng, "I will no longer care about the grudge between you and Tianzun."

Tie Kaicheng nodded, "Then do as we agreed, you return to Shenjian Villa, marry all the women you have slept with before, and have fun day and night, except Murong Qiudi."

Although everyone around had heard this rumor more or less, when Tie Kaicheng said it again, they still felt that their brains were not enough.

Xie Xiaofeng was stunned, "I said I don't care, I lost, I have no right to care!"

Tie Kaicheng said as a matter of course, "So you have to keep your promise, don't forget what we said in the town before."

"You said it yourself, you are willing to do anything to resolve the grudge between me and Murong Qiudi." Tie Kaicheng said, "Now that you have lost the sword fight, it is natural to fulfill your promise."

Tie Kaicheng said lightly, "Can't Xie Xiaofeng afford to lose?"

Xie Xiaofeng couldn't help but be stunned, and found that it seemed to be true. He took over the grudge between Tianzun and Tie Kaicheng, and would not withdraw because of the failure of the sword fight.

Once a word is spoken, it is hard to take it back. Even if he wants to withdraw, it depends on whether Tie Kaicheng agrees.

Obviously, Tie Kaicheng is not going to agree.

Obviously, Tie Kaicheng is going to take advantage of Murong Qiudi's feelings for him, this is his revenge!

At this moment, a sword servant of the Xie family in green clothes flew into the woods and hurried to the side of Xie Wangsun.

"Master! Something big happened in the villa!" The sword servant said anxiously.

"What happened?" Xie Wangsun frowned and asked.

"A group of escorts from the Red Flag Escort Agency brought 132 women to the villa, saying that they were all the women of the third young master, and they were willing to commit themselves to the third young master, so they sent all these women to the villa!" The sword servant said.

"What?" Everyone looked at Tie Kaicheng with shock and weirdness.

No one expected that Tie Kaicheng had already done the work in advance and had found all those women, eliminating the possibility of Xie Xiaofeng slacking off.

Xie Xiaofeng was stunned.

Xie Wangsun seemed to want to laugh, but he held it back.

Shopkeeper Xie couldn't help laughing out loud.

Others also wanted to laugh, but seeing Xie Xiaofeng's ugly face, they forced themselves to hold it back.

Although Xie Xiaofeng lost to Yan Shisan, they were not blind and knew that they were no match for Xie Xiaofeng. At this time, Xie Xiaofeng was obviously not in a good mood, and they did not want to offend him.

"Also, and..." The sword servant's words were not finished yet, and his voice was also weird, "Among those women, there are also a few who came with children, a boy and three girls, all young..."

The sword servant's expression was distorted, and he seemed to want to cry, "They and the third young master, a little... a little..."

Xie Xiaofeng's face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he could not help but turn to Yan Shisan.

"Or you can just kill me!"