Xiahou Feishan talked freely, and even faced with the martial arts myth that had been famous all over the world for fifty years, he still showed strong confidence.

Wang Dong just smiled: "Thirty years ago, above the top of Mount Hua, you had a battle with Yan Shisan's father and were defeated by his Deadly Thirteen Swords."

Xiahou Feishan's eyes were low, his expression was calm and calm: "Winning and defeat are common in the martial arts world, and there is no need to win or defeat. Living is the real winner. Now I am still alive, but he has been dead for many years. What's more, although I am defeated by the Thirteen Deadly Swords, I may not lose to you."

Wang Dong smiled again: "Seven years ago, Xiahou Xing was also defeated by Yan Shisan."

This time it was the opposite. Yan Shisan left with a boat sinking his sword, but Xiahou Xing had already entered the underworld.

Xiahou Feishan's expression was still indifferent and said coldly: "If you think that a few words can shake my mind, you would be very wrong!"

Wang Dong said casually: "I just want to say that you, father and son were defeated by Yan Shisan and his son one after another. With your nature, I believe that over the past thirty years, I must have studied the essence of the Death Thirteen Swords very thoroughly. In this world, except Yan Shisan, only you can use the real Death Thirteen Swords."

Xiahou Feishan did not deny this.

Although he said it calmly, as if the victory or defeat was not lingering in his heart, in fact, he was the most proud and conceited. Thirty years ago, the defeat at the peak of Huashan Mountain was always regarded as a shame for his life.

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As early as twenty years ago, he had already thoroughly understood the 14th change of this sword technique. Now, his attainment in the 13 Death Swords is so high that he is afraid that he will surpass the family skills of Hongyun Valley.

Xiahou Feishan even believed that even Yan Shisan's attainments in the Death Thirteen Swords may not have a deeper understanding than his.

It is precisely because of the deeper the understanding that Xiahou Feishan became more and more painful, because he finally discovered that the Thirteen Deadly Swords were indeed the ultimate skill in the history of swordsmanship, and it was already the "god" in the sword!

Even if he practiced the Hongyun Valley's unique skills to the highest level, he could only approach the gods, but he could never resist. It was because his sword skills were only ordinary swords after all, how could the ordinary swords defeat the gods?

Wang Dong had already continued: "So since you are going to attack me, why don't you use the Thirteen Deadly Swords?"

Xiahou Feishan had no expression on his face, but his chest was already full of rage.

This anger did not make him lose his calmness, but instead became the resource for his sword intent. He finally understood that what the other party really valued was the Thirteen Death Swords.

His anger was already burning in his chest, and his mouth was still dull: "I am just thinking that way."

Wang Dong said again: "If you want to use the Thirteen Deadly Swords, you naturally cannot be without a good sword."

Xiahou Feishan stared at Wang Dong coldly: "There are exactly three top-notch swords in his hand!"

"You are right, and I happen to be a generous person, so I might as well lend you a handful." Before he finished speaking, Wang Dong's robe rolled up his sleeves, and the handle was dotted with thirteen pearls, flashing with crystal luster. It was extremely gorgeous and gorgeous. Yan Shisan's sword in the past had already shot out like a sharp arrow.

Xiahou Feishan faced the long sword that was shooting fast. He did not dodge or avoid it until the flowing light broke through the air and approached three inches of his body. He just rolled up like a monkey and copied it with his backhand!

With a clang, the long chant rose up in the air, and the sword suddenly came out of the sheath, and it was firmly held in his palm.

The tip of the sword pointed to the ground, and there was a sensational aura lingering invisible, as if a horrifying murderous intent could burst out at any time.

Although this was the sword of his former great enemy Xiahou Feishan, when it fell into his hands, it seemed to have merged with his body and spirit in an instant, becoming an inseparable part, giving people a strange feeling of being one and a combination of human and sword.

Xiahou Feishan said coldly: "Draw your sword!"

"This is my sword!" Wang Dong raised his hand, and the silver light flew and shone like thousands of silver snakes dancing in the sky.

The lotus roots are broken and the stars are all over the sky, and the thousands of snakes are swords!

Xiahou Feishan's pupils shrank slightly. Thirty years ago, he held this sword to fight against Yan Shisan's father's thirteen swords, but now he is going to fight against this sword with the thirteen swords. It has to be said that this gives him a feeling of destiny.

"good!"

With a loud shout, Xiahou Feishan moved the sword in his palm and suddenly burst out with brilliant splendor. His eyes were as scorching as the scorching sun, rushing like lightning, and invading like water and fire.

The infinite murderous intent burst out in an instant, blending into the endless continuous sword light. The sky of the earth seemed to be stained with blood in an instant, filled with endless murderous intent.

The human heart and sword intention, the sword intention, are almost flawlessly integrated at this moment. This is not only the murderous intent that moves people's hearts and surging surging, but also the murderous aura that is unique to the Thirteen Deadly Swords.

This sword technique was created like a specialized way to bring unlimited murderous intent, death and pain to the world. Looking at the world, except for the Thirteen Deadly Swords, no other sword technique has such a terrifying and pure murderous intent.

What a Xiahou Feishan!

What a death-taking Thirteen Swords!

There are absolutely no one who has ever heard of the name of the Thirteen Deadly Swords, but very few people have truly seen this sword technique, because more than 90% of the people who have seen the Thirteen Deadly Swords have died.

Most people only know that the Thirteen Death Swords are famous all over the world and intimidate the two black and white swords. But now they truly understand why the Thirteen Death Swords are unparalleled in the world and why Yan Shisan is invincible in the world.

This is indeed an unparalleled sword technique that is invincible and unrivaled.

The cold sword energy penetrates the bone marrow, the cold murderous intent freezes the soul!

Everyone present was ten feet closest to Xiahou Feishan, but when Xiahou Feishan's sword opened, it was like a dark hell coming to the world. Countless evil spirits and Shuras were rampant in the mortal world, and their terrifying murderous intent attacked everyone's heart!

Everyone's face turned pale, bleak and intimidating, and as frightened as the end of the world.

Who in the world can resist such a terrifying sword technique?

At least one more person.

The long sword in Wang Dong's hand split, and silver threads flew out, and a sharp sword suddenly turned into thousands of fragments. In the rapid change, it was like a dancing silver snake and electric dragon, like a net of heaven and earth, covering the killing sword pouring from Xiahou Feishan.

Xiahou Feishan roared, his sword gushed like thunder, and his momentum increased by three points.

He thought he knew every change of the Thousand Snake Sword. The murderous intent between the swords was all heading towards the slightest gap between the Thousand Snake Sword's turn.

Unexpectedly, this strange sword came to Wang Dong's hands. Some strange changes occurred. The lightning and fire foxes splashed one after another, and all attacks in Xiahou Feishan's sword force were blocked.

Another long roar, Xiahou Feishan rose up, his body swept into the void, and his sword fell into a barb! The bloody sky was silence, and the infinite sword lights and murderous intent turned into a flying rainbow falling from the sky.

This is the thirteenth sword!

when!

The violent collision sound exploded, and the splashing sparks burst like fireworks. Xiahou Feishan's extremely sharp attack was hit by the Thousand Snake Sword.

Two famous swords in the world fought each other, and it was difficult to distinguish.

Xiahou Feishan's figure was shaking violently, and the sharp sword in his palm was almost shocked and flew away. His eyes were filled with surprise, and there was another burst of bones exploding all over his body. The sound of thunder spontaneously, and the force was as strong as thunder.

A swishing sword hit, and the world seemed to be divided into yin and yang by this sword, and the terrifying changes were generated!

The fourteenth change of the Death Thirteen Swords was finally used by him.

Unlike Murong Qiudi's previous demonstration, the cold and dead desire filled the sword body. Xiahou Feishan experienced the pain of losing his son and had no worries. Death aspirations were born.

He didn't think about the convergence of Qi and burst out in an instant.

With Xiahou Feishan as the center, within ten feet of the radius, the plants and trees withered and their vitality was cut off. The carriage where Wang Dong was located exploded one after another, as if it was hit by countless lightning.

But Wang Dong's figure moved, but there was a ray of light like the falling of the Nine Heavens Milky Way, which was swaying from all directions, and no death intention could invade within three feet of him.

The fourteenth change cannot do anything to him!

"Okay! OK! It's true that it's worthy of being a martial arts myth, invincible in the world! If you can take this sword again, I admire you!"

Xiahou Feishan laughed like a madman!

Amid the laughter, his burly and majestic body, his hard muscles as hard as iron, and his bright skin shriveled and dimmed again, even more shriveled than when he was a coachman.

In a blink of an eye, Xiahou Feishan had no trace of flesh and blood, only a layer of dry skin was left, covering the dry skeleton.

This terrifying scene once again made everyone at the scene exclaim. No one could see what happened to Xiahou Feishan, but everyone knew that the sword under Xiahou Feishan was the last sword in his life, and this sword must have been shocked.

Only Wang Dong knew that Xiahou Feishan had indeed touched the fifteenth change of the Thirteen Death-Saving Swords, and the fifteenth sword had swallowed all his energy and spirit.

The sword finally hit.

There was nothingness, silence and chaos. Even if everyone present was not shrouded by the sword intent, their eyes were only exposed to the changes in the sword technique, and they suddenly felt unable to move, as if life was frozen.

Have a mouth but can't speak.

You can't listen if you have ears.

If you have eyes, you can't see it.

If you have a mind, you cannot think, you cannot think, and you cannot think. All your thinking has come to a halt, and only an indescribable fear arises like an instinct.

Only the empty and ethereal sword light was left between heaven and earth, slashing at Wang Dong in a posture that mortals could not think or understand.

The touch was about to stop, and suddenly, the smoke disappeared and the sword light disappeared.

Wang Dong stood still, looking at his right hand holding the sword, but saw the front end of the robe sleeve cracking silently, and a piece of sleeve fluttered in the wind and turned into powder before it fell to the ground.

A blood mark suddenly broke in his palm. The scar was just a shallow one, with a few blood marks oozing out. If it were the usual time, he could have repaired the scar with a mortal magic technique, at most two or three breaths.

This time, the magic technique seemed to have lost its effect!

Xiahou Feishan also stood still, his dull eyes staring at Wang Dong, as if he was about to watch his death with his own eyes, but the result disappointed him.

The sword he bet on was just a way to open a tunnel in the other party’s hand! (To be continued...)

ps: In the original work, Xiahou Feishan was defeated by Yan Shisan's father thirty years ago. Since then, he has begun to study the Thirteen Death Swords. He knew very early that the Thirteen Death Swords had the 14th change, and he witnessed Yan Shisan's use with his own eyes seven years ago, so it is possible to touch the fifteenth change seven years later. Of course, it is impossible to have the power that Yan Shisan uses, so I just wrote it.
Chapter completed!