Obviously, he was angry because the soft sword in his hand was broken.
This is something a swordsman cannot tolerate.
Now Ye Xuan still has his eyes closed tightly. From just now to now, he has been fighting with the death believers with his eyes closed. This has an excellent effect. At least from the beginning, Ye Xuan can't keep up with the death believers at all.
, it was a pre-judgmental counterattack from beginning to end. By now, he could already keep up with some of the rhythm of the Death Believers.
As for the death believer, he was knocked back two steps by Ye Xuan. It is not difficult to see from his old face that he was a little surprised.
"He has made progress..."
The death believer said with shock: "The progress made in this short battle is unbelievable, unbelievable!"
He saw too many incredible things from Ye Xuan.
He has lived for so many years, but he has never seen a young man of only twenty years old who can practice swordsmanship to such a superb level!
Even back then, when he was twenty years old, he was not as good as Ye Xuan!
"It seems that I have to use some of my strength." The death believer said with a raised corner of his mouth. Then, he looked at Ye Xuan and said coldly: "You only have a soft sword in your hand.
Our strength is far from what it was at the beginning, so what's the point of continuing to fight? You should know the gap between us, it's not something you can bridge now."
"You said so much just to break my will." Ye Xuan said slowly.
The death believer said calmly: "You are right, I do want to break your will. Rather than that, I want to see where the limit of your will is."
You must know that almost all those who fought with him had their will collapse in the middle of the fight and gave up resistance.
Ye Xuan is a person who is rarely seen. Not only is his strength recognized by him, but his willpower is also terrifying.
"This is something that is impossible for you. Unless you kill me, it is impossible. In my eyes, the existence of this soft sword is to avenge the breaking of that soft sword."
Ye Xuan said in a deep voice while listening to the movements around him to prevent the death followers from sneak attacks.
"Even if you know the difference between us, do you still want to kill me? It seems that if I don't kill you, there will be endless troubles in the future." The death believer said slowly.
He didn't act in a hurry.
The dagger turned around in his hand.
"If you think you can resist my attack by closing your eyes, then I think you are too naive." The death believer said slowly.
After saying this, he raised his foot and then lowered it.
It seemed very slow, but when he took this step, he turned into a black shadow in the night like a wild leopard, and completely rushed towards Ye Xuan.
And Ye Xuan, after hearing the footsteps, held the only Red Lotus Sword in his hand, relying on his own direction, and suddenly waved it. When waving, Ye Xuan was no longer restricted to the Broken Wind Sword and the Red Snake Sword.
, and the three sword techniques of Phantom Sword.
Death believers are so powerful that they make people despair!
He knew in his heart that these three sword techniques were useless in front of death believers.
Instead of doing this, it would be better for him to find a way to dismantle it based on the death believer's attack.
"Zheng!"
The clash of weapons sounded.
In the dark night, dazzling sparks scattered and fell on the ground.
This comes from the friction of two sharp weapons.
Obviously, both the red lotus soft sword in Ye Xuan's hand and the dagger in the death believer's hand are excellent weapons. In this collision, no one can do anything to the other.
The death believer, holding a dagger in his hand, faced off with Ye Xuan's Red Lotus Soft Sword, then quickly changed direction and tried to turn to Ye Xuan's side to attack Ye Xuan.
Hearing the sound, Ye Xuan, who knew the speed of Death Believers very well, suddenly turned around and swung his sword away.
"clang!"
There was another clash of weapons.
The death believers still did not give up and once again moved to other directions at extremely fast speeds.
Just like this, in just one minute, the two of them fought for who knows how many rounds and how many moves they passed, but in the end, neither one could do anything to defeat the other.
At this moment, Ye Xuan still closed his eyes and listened to the voice of the death believers to prevent the death believers from attacking.
At this time, the footsteps of the death believers sounded again.
Ye Xuan could tell that the death believer had appeared on his left. Blood was dripping from his arm. Ye Xuan still endured the pain and stabbed with his sword. He could not attack now, he could only defend.
Logically speaking, the sound of weapons clashing can be heard soon.
However, this time Ye Xuan found that he... stabbed himself in the air.
This made Ye Xuan suddenly startled, with a look of confusion on his face.
He focused his ears to the maximum limit, listening to even the slightest movement. Because only in this way could he distinguish where the death believers appeared.
Suddenly, there was no sound, just a gust of wind, appearing from his back.
"Not good." Feeling the wind, Ye Xuan seemed to have expected something and quickly planned to turn around.
However, it is still too late.
A dagger suddenly appeared and stabbed Ye Xuan in the arm.
Ye Xuan gritted his teeth and knew that he was not bound by the pain. Instead, he endured the pain and swung his sword to push back the death believer who appeared out of nowhere.
Now, Ye Xuan was breathing heavily and enduring the pain in his arm. It could be clearly seen that the sleeve on his right side was dyed red.
Blood dripped from his sleeves, fell on his trouser legs, or spilled on the ground, and Ye Xuan was already sweating profusely.
He has no fear, as he said, wanting to break his will unless he dies. If there is any emotion on his face, his face now is full of doubts.
He was puzzled.
"Why!"
Ye Xuan frowned and thought in his mind: "Why is there no sound, no sound at all?"
This is simply impossible. The death believer did not hear any footsteps approaching him at all, only the sound of the wind. Apart from that, there was no movement at all. The other party just approached him and stabbed him with a sword.
on the arm. This is completely unreasonable.
Once it moves, there will be a sound. With just a little sound, he can determine the location of the Death Follower!
However, there was no sound from the death believers.
"I think you must be very confused in your heart." The death believer said calmly: "You are wondering why no sound comes to your ears when I move, right? When I approach you, I should make a sound, but
,Why, you didn’t hear the slightest sound?”
Ye Xuan didn't speak, he was really wondering about this in his heart.
The death believer said expressionlessly: "Actually, the answer to this matter is very simple, because from the beginning to the end, I have not used my full strength, even now. I think this answer will answer the doubts in your heart.
, it should be enough."
When Ye Xuan heard this, his face remained expressionless.
Maybe he was a little surprised in his heart, but that didn't mean his face would be moved.
He had already guessed some of it.
The death believers, as expected, have not used their full strength until now.
In that case——
How much hope did he have of winning, and how much hope did he have of being able to live to see Liu Baisu? He didn't know, and he didn't dare to think about it.
He was afraid. If he himself was afraid, then the battle would have been completely lost.
Blood fell one drop after another from his sleeve, and he had no time to bandage it. His breathing became more and more rapid. His condition was much worse than when he was at his peak. He even felt a little dizzy!
"I have to get out alive." Ye Xuan thought secretly in his heart.
At least--
I want to see Liu Baisu.
Even if you give that gift to Liu Baisu once, it is enough.
He thought that he couldn't see Liu Baisu's disappointed look, because Liu Baisu's eyes and face were dull and emotionless from beginning to end.
However, he was still afraid, afraid that Liu Baisu would feel lost.
"It seems that you are not desperate yet." The death believer said coldly.
After saying these words, he swung the knife, and the knife spun in a circle on his wrist, as if it could dance. Then, it landed perfectly on his palm.
While holding the knife, the Death Cult moved.
And Ye Xuan stood there, feeling it wholeheartedly.
"There is still no sound!" Ye Xuan listened with his ears and felt with his heart.
However, the sound seemed to be far away from him. He could hear the voice of the death believers speaking, but there was no way to hear the sound of the death believers moving.
suddenly--
The wind is coming.
Feeling the wind, Ye Xuan knew that the Death Follower had arrived. He did not have any time to think and judge the coming of the wind. He swung his sword and struck the Death Follower's knife with a clang.
This time, the death believer did not move, but chose to use the knife to hit Ye Xuan's soft sword.
Both of them were very fast in their attacks, one sword after another, and they fought for countless rounds in the blink of an eye.
Ye Xuan's swordsmanship is very fast, but the death believer's swordsmanship is also very fast. At least, the opponent can easily keep up with Ye Xuan's rhythm.
Even more than Ye Xuan.
At this time, the death believer, after fighting with Ye Xuan's soft sword for more than ten rounds, suddenly seized the opportunity, bypassed Ye Xuan's soft sword, and thrust his sword against Ye Xuan's soft sword, poof, and penetrated.
Ye Xuan's right arm shoulder. With this stab, Ye Xuan finally spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Old wounds plus new wounds!
How long can he continue fighting despite his injuries?
At this moment, Ye Xuan's consciousness was hazy. He was no longer what he was at the beginning. He felt the death believer's sword stabbing his shoulder. The soft sword in his hand moved forward instead of retreating. He stabbed the death believer with one sword, forcing the death believer back again.
The death believers were not eager to fight. They drew out the sword that was stabbed on Ye Xuan's shoulder and took a few steps back.
At this time, Ye Xuan's entire upper body was covered in blood. He was breathing heavily and covering the injury on his right shoulder with his left hand.
"It seems that your arm is injured and your sword is not as fast as it was at the beginning." The death believer shook his head and said: "Originally, I wanted to see how fast your fastest sword can be, but it seems that your sword is not as fast as before."
My arm is injured and I am completely unable to meet my requirements.”
"Ahem!"
Ye Xuan spurted out another mouthful of blood, looking miserable.
The death believer stared at Ye Xuan and said: "It seems that you are about to reach your limit. You are a good genius, but you are too young after all."
After saying this, the death believer moved and disappeared into the dark night.
It seems that this disappearance has announced Ye Xuan's death!
