FVN Chapter 19: One Strike Shocks the Entire Hall
Chapter 19: One Strike Shocks the Entire Hall
a long time.
Bai Tianyu suddenly threw his head back and laughed loudly, the sound shaking the roof tiles, his spirit soaring:
"Excellent! This is a true master! This is a true sword!"
His gaze was as intense as the blazing sun, fixed on Xue Bufu:
"That piece of trash, Guo Wei, the so-called 'Divine Knife,' even dares to use a knife? He doesn't deserve the word 'knife' in his name! He's utterly disgraced the name of a knife!"
Xue Bufu also laughed:
"so what?"
"so?"
Bai Tianyu took a step forward, and his domineering aura pressed down upon him, his fighting spirit burning like fire.
"There's no time like the present! I originally came for Wanmatang, but since we've run into each other, I'd like to know now..."
He spoke each word clearly and deliberately, his voice ringing out like the clash of swords:
"Between invincibility and undefeated status, which is truly superior?"
When Bai Tianyu said this, everyone present was stunned!
No one expected this turn of events.
Bai Tianyu, who should have been Wanmatang's enemy, is now facing off against another of Wanmatang's enemies, Xue Bufu.
It turns out they weren't working together.
This is something even a three-year-old could see.
Moreover, not only can everyone see it, but it is also a good thing that makes everyone happy!
Wanmatang was already suffering from the threat of Shendaotang and was wary of Bai Tianyu's divine blade. If they could fight each other to the death, wouldn't that be perfect?
Xue Bufeng did not rush to answer Bai Tianyu's question. Instead, he slightly turned his head, his gaze sweeping over the tense and ashen-faced members of the Wanmatang group, and said lazily:
"Wanmatang is now planning to deal with me, and is also plotting how to deal with you. The two of us should be friends, not enemies, when we meet now."
He paused, looking at Bai Tianyu:
"Wouldn't attacking them on sight play right into their hands, allowing them to reap the benefits?"
"You're willing to be a fool, but I'm not."
Upon hearing this, Bai Tianyu burst into even more unrestrained laughter, as if he had heard the most ridiculous thing in the world.
"Hahahaha! Wanmatang reaps the benefits? They don't even deserve it!"
His laughter was full of contempt:
"In my eyes, the entire Wanmatang is nothing but a bunch of worthless scoundrels! I can crush them anytime I want, they're not worth my time."
His gaze returned to Xue Bufu:
"Right now, I just want to compete with you and see whether your invincibility is more impressive or my unbeatable spirit is more genuine! As for these ants..."
"If they dare to make a move, we'll wipe them out all at once!"
mad!
They're incredibly arrogant!
Extremely crazy!
But the way he said it, coupled with his bold and unrestrained demeanor and his domineering gaze, made people feel less of a "boast" and more of a sense that if he said it, he probably really could do it!
Ding Baiyun's gaze slowly shifted between Xue Bufeng and Bai Tianyu, her beautiful eyes showing such obvious and intense interest for the first time.
These two men are so special, so different.
Bai Tianyu is a raging volcano, a howling gale, and a dazzling, blinding sun. His charm lies in his unreserved arrogance, self-confidence, and overwhelming vitality.
Xue Bufu, on the other hand, is like a deep, cold pool, a tranquil abyss, and an unfathomable, cold moon. His charm lies in his profound, playful wickedness, unpredictable strength, and absolute sense of control.
As for the man beside him, Li Xunhuan, the Flying Dagger who was once famous throughout the land but now only exudes a sense of vicissitude and gentleness...
Ding Baiyun's gaze merely swept over it before lingering there.
After all, although Li Xunhuan was still as handsome as ever, and even had gained a bit of a weathered manly charm, he had aged nonetheless.
Ding Baiyun only likes young men.
Therefore, her interest at this moment was only in these two swordsmen, who could be considered the best in the world.
What kind of sparks will fly when one is an invincible divine blade and the other an undefeated demonic blade?
She was curious.
"Since you insist on playing, wouldn't it make me seem scared if I refused? Well, it wouldn't hurt to spar with you for a bit."
Xue Bufeng's voice originally carried a lazy and cheerful tone, but as soon as he finished speaking, the calm and deep aura around him suddenly changed!
The lingering sound of the word "可" still echoed around the beams in the hall, but he was no longer there.
Without warning, without any build-up, it was like a shadow stretched out by the sunlight and then suddenly disappearing.
Only a dazzling and chilling arc of blood-red light, like a crescent moon flashing from nothingness, carrying a bone-chilling coldness and ghostly presence, had already struck in front of Bai Tianyu!
fast!
It was so fast that it exceeded the limits of human vision!
sly!
The arc of light did not travel in a straight line; it seemed to have its own life, leaving behind layers upon layers of afterimages in the air, making it impossible to distinguish between real and fake, sealing off all space for dodging in all directions!
厉！
Before the blade even arrived, its chilling sharpness already stung the skin of everyone around, and a cold and strange internal force was hidden within, disrupting their blood and shaking their minds!
This is the Ruyi Heavenly Demon's Eight-Style Combo!
Driven by the earth-shattering Great Evil-Repelling Skill, this already bizarre and unparalleled demonic cult technique gained even more ghostly energy and domineering power!
Once the first move is made, the subsequent moves are continuous and interlocking, like a mad dance of heavenly demons, like the opening of the gates of hell. It is not a sword technique that should be found in the human world!
Inside the Wanma Hall, everyone's breath caught in their throats for a moment!
Gongsun Duan, who was about to make a move, suddenly widened his eyes, unable to believe what he was seeing. His huge body trembled violently, as if he had fallen into an abyss.
If he had actually fought Xue Bufeng just now, how could he have been able to withstand that unparalleled sword strike?
With this one blow, he could only die!
There is only one way out: death!
Everyone else present, from Ma Kongqun to Yun Zaitian, Hua Mantian, and Young Master Zhao, all changed their expressions drastically, never expecting Xue Bufu's knife to be so terrifying.
They considered themselves to be mostly top-tier martial arts masters, or at least well-known experts, but at this moment they couldn't see the speed of Xue Bufeng's blade at all. They only felt flashes of blood and overwhelming killing intent before their eyes.
If I were facing this blow, I couldn't think of any way to resist or dodge it except to close my eyes and wait for death.
Ding Baiyun's icy eyes gleamed with a strange light; she had finally witnessed the blood-red blade in motion.
Sure enough, his knife was more dangerous and more alluring than it looked.
Only Li Xunhuan remained silent, watching quietly, though the smile on his face gradually faded.
This was because he not only knew how terrifying Xue Bufu's swordsmanship was, but also sensed Bai Tianyu's sword intent at this moment.
Bai Tianyu's sword intent was in no way inferior to Xue Bufu's!
"good!"
"A fine knife!"
Faced with this sudden, terrifying, and bizarre blade of light, Bai Tianyu's eyes flashed with an unprecedented brilliance.
He let out a loud shout, his voice like a thunderclap, filled with boundless excitement and exhilaration.
He neither dodged nor evaded; in an instant, the long, black sword at his waist was drawn, transforming into a deep, dark light, calmly and steadily meeting the blood-red afterimages filling the sky!
"Clang! Clang clang clang! Ding—"
A series of rapid, dense sounds, like a downpour pounding on banana leaves, yet crisp and clear like the clinking of gold and jade, resounded without interruption in everyone's ears.
Bai Tianyu's blade was neither as fast nor as cunning as Xue Bufu's, but it was as steady as a rock and as heavy as a mountain.
The jet-black blade seemed to come alive in his hand, as if it were an extension of his arm. Every swing of the blade was not an attack, but a parry; each swing precisely targeted the most fatal and crucial point of the crimson arc of light.
His gaze was as sharp as a hawk's, relentlessly pursuing the real blade that was faintly visible amidst the blood-red light.
Bai Tianyu appeared to be drawing his sword, but it seemed as if he hadn't actually drawn it yet;
He was on defense, an impenetrable defense;
But more than that, they are observing and searching.
Search for the slightest, fleeting flaw in the midst of the raging storm.
A fatal flaw!