The two of them were dumbfounded, not knowing why he appeared at this moment. Li Danxun saw Li Yinxiang talking intimately with Wang Anfeng, unsure if it was because the young girl liked the hero, resulting in an admiration, he just thought they were very close, and a sense of displeasure inevitably arose in his heart. Moreover, the words Wang Anfeng said about being "forced by others to do things he dislikes" were somewhat direct and disrespectful, feeling offended, he was slightly angry and sneered: "What's the matter, Fufeng Blade, are your skills only good at talking?" "Do you want me to let you have three moves?" Wang Anfeng lifted his eyes to look at Li Danxun, not answering. The martial artists of the Huangfu Family around dispersed, and whispers of disdain could be heard in the surroundings, mostly talking about how Fufeng Blade was humiliating himself. Truly, today's display by Li Danxun was too strong. Ying frowned and said, "What does he intend to do?" Luan stared intently below, shaking his head, "I don't know... but if he can make Li Danxun suffer a bit and lessen his fame, today we won't be defeated too badly." The discussions of others naturally couldn't affect the two on the field. There were only the two of them here, and Li Danxun whispered, "If you don't step up, I can let you go, but since you're here, prepare to pay the price..." Wang Anfeng looked at this young man who was in the spotlight, his expression indifferent, and said: Li Danxun was slightly taken aback, with anger rising in his heart. This person, who can only narrowly win against a mere ordinary Sixth Rank after sixty or seventy bouts, actually intends to defeat him within three breaths? He became so angry that he laughed, and before he could speak, Wang Anfeng's right hand was already on the hilt of the blade. Accompanied by a low hum, the Mo Blade was unsheathed inch by inch in his hand. The Blade Madman slightly curved his lips and said softly: Between heaven and earth, a sudden dead silence. In the blink of an eye, the sound of breaking through the air suddenly erupted! A terrifying blade shadow soared into the sky, the Beimang Swordsman was pointing out flaws in Wang Anfeng's stance to the disciples behind him, his heart suddenly halted, his pupils widened, reflecting the flowing light. The whispers that existed moments ago instantly disappeared. As if it suddenly turned into winter. Between heaven and earth, only the domineering unmatched blade light instantly smashed down, almost in the instant the first blade light fell, the second already descended, as the second slashed frantically, the third and fourth had already appeared. Magnificent, fierce, domineering! The sounds of all the clashes were high-pitched and shrill, filling everyone's ears, each fall was so heavy, Li Danxun could only barely hold on, retreating continuously, in the vast martial arts arena, there was a dead silence, only the intense metallic buzzing kept exploding, as blade light kept slashing down. Before such domineering and wild blade skills, everyone seemed to lose the ability to speak. They watched a figure in the blade light walking forward slowly, his voice cold, accompanied by footsteps and the intense sound of blade ringing, echoing phrase by phrase. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by n0velfire.net "Your blade technique is weak." "Your stance is loose." "Your Qi mechanism is chaotic." The three breaths time was up. The last slash descended. With a sharp cry, the blade in Li Danxun's hand couldn't be held and flew out. The last voice fell, in the silent air, echoing in the ears of the bewildered martial artists, detached yet arrogant. "What qualifications do you have to compare blades with me?!" The calm voice, as if questioning, but none of the martial artists present, no matter how they boasted before, pointing out so-called flaws everywhere in Fufeng Blade, or disdain for his actions, could answer at this moment, not even able to make a sound. In a silence where even breathing was faint, only that famous blade spun several times and stuck upside down into the ground, emitting a long and continuous hum. And the sound of the blade also gradually tended toward deathly silence. Huangfu Kui broke free from his trance, flashed onto the arena, held his blade to stop it, Li Danxun was the hero of the Huangfu Family, he could not let him be defeated here, so he shouted: "Fufeng Blade, my junior brother Li experienced bitter battles, fighting three at once, repelling strong enemies, causing his Qi mechanism to dissipate. You took advantage of this, what sort of hero is that? Today, in light of the face of those below, let it go for now, we can compete again in a few days, how about that?" He had already brought out the Young Master of the Huangfu and the Huangfu Clan, intending to force the Blade Madman to retreat. The blade in the Blade Madman's hand was slanted, an entirely inky black without light, only the edge was chillingly cold, he said calmly: "To stand before me is to be my enemy, and to be my enemy means only a fight to the death..." "Since it is a fight to the death, to live without regret, to die without qualms!" "Do you have such resolve?" Accompanied by a cold declaration, the Blade Madman slightly lifted the Mo Blade in his hand, then slashed down again, the domineering blade trace this time straightly encompassed both Huangfu Kui and another person, the Huangfu Family experts seeing the Young Master trapped within, also rushed in, trying to subdue the Blade Madman. Wang Anfeng's dual fists spread Divine Weapon's Qi Mechanism, disrupting the Qi Mechanism of this place, no one could spend more time mobilizing Qi Mechanism in such a scenario, relying only on their own physique, inner strength, and martial arts to confront the enemy. Meanwhile, his right hand's Mo Blade emitted a chilling long cry, instantly turning into a shadow of blades. Thirteen experts of the Huangfu Family. Three from the Beimang Sword Sect. One from the Pan Mountain Sect. Huangfu Kui, Li Danxun. Seven Jianghu Martial Artists. Everyone held their breath, blankly watching the events happening ahead. They saw one expert after another leap into it. They saw sword lights and blade traces, crisscrossing.