Chapter 405 - Dui Nilu.Ti (1/2)

“I’m kind-hearted. You invite me to kill you. I will definitely meet your demands.” The kill intention flashed through Yao Xiansen’s eyes. He walked towards the black-skinned man with a fake face, “Liu Feng killed your two bros. You are the last one. Tell me your name and let me know what kind of thing I will kill.”

Ha-ha!

The black-skinned man with a fake face sneered, “I’m the big boss of the Three Experts in Longhu Mountain named shadowless swordsman Xue Fan.”

The instant Xue Fan told his name, his right hand pulled out from his waist. A slender and soft sword whose width was only a finger wide came out from the sheath. The air shook out of a stream of vibration with a sudden sound. The tip of the sword pointed straight at the center of Yao Xiansen’s eyebrows like a serpent hissing.

“Swordsman, Humph!”

Yao Xiansen sneered and moved backward. The tip of the sword kept moving forward and stayed only half an inch to Yao Xiansen’s eyebrows. But Yao Xiansen leisurely kept the half an inch and didn’t let Xue Fan’s sword cross it. Old Yao even despised the sword and said, “Your sword is also the ancient withe fencing of the west. Aren’t you capable of using the martial arts of the Celestial Empire?”

Chugging!

Xue Fan didn’t reply. Instead, he stepped forward and kept close to him abruptly. His wrist shook, and the sharp sword broke out a small cross on the body of the long sword with the soft thread. And a cross of Sword Aura was cast faintly from the tip of the sword.

“F**k! The Cross Shadow Sword of the Papal Crusade!”

Yao Xiansen was astonished to swear. The gait under his feet was swift. His body moved sideways and twisted to avoid this blow dangerously.

Although Yao Xiansen avoided this blow, the wall behind his back was made a deep cross of sword mark by the sharp Sword Aura.

At this moment, Liu Feng had already reached the seventh floor and a half. He didn’t want to stand there like a cannon fodder between the competition of two great experts, and he didn’t want to miss the duel of two great experts at the same time. But Liu Feng just gave a glance to The Cross Shadow Sword played by Xue Fan, and he had a cold sweat.

It seemed that this blow not only had terrible lethality to the human body but also attacked the human mind.

“The guy, Yao Xiansen, is really unfathomable. If it were me, I would be killed by this blow,” praised Liu Feng secretly.

That was right. Yao Xiansen’s strength was really terrifying. After avoiding this blow, this Hebrew guy protruded his right hand at the same time. He caught Xue Fan’s wrist with a bang, “You dare to use the supreme sword skill of the Sword Crusade. Then I will abolish your right hand with which you use a sword.”

Ha-ha!

Xue Fan wasn’t startled, instead, he smiled, “I knew you would use this move. But you didn’t know the anti-joint martial arts, especially the martial arts that use the hands to catch, which are played to the best by us of the Celestial Empire?”

While speaking, Xue Fan turned around and twisted his wrist to reverse the sword, heading to Yao Xiansen’s wrist.

The skill of turning around and twisting the wrist was extremely great. But… The soft sword of Xue Fan reversed only for one-third of the circle and couldn’t move at all.

“This…”

Xue Fan had been smug just now. His face became bad instantly for he found that his wrist and even his whole arm were numb and couldn’t move anymore.

Yao Xiansen said coldly, “That’s true. The catching art is shrewd. It’s a pity that you can’t use it well.”

Cracking!

As the voice sounded, so did the sound of broken bones. Yao Xiansen broke it suddenly and he broke Xue Fan’s forearm off.

“Ah! How is it possible? This is the combating skill of the Great Tablet Smashing Hand. How could you practice the ancient martial arts of our Celestial Empire?” yelled out Xue Fan loudly. The soft sword in his hand also fell to the ground.

“It’s very simple. I have two masters. One of them is the man of the Celestial Empire.”

After Yao Xiansen got the upper hand, his left hand moved upward and nipped Xue Fan’s neck with a bang, “Now let’s talk about you. How could you play the ancient martial art of the western?”

Xue Fan had gotten face red and spoke at the top of his voice, “I, I… If you don’t kill me, I will tell you.”

Cracking!