Heaven Defying Sword Emperor

In the mountains, the grass and trees were lush, the Demonic Beast roamed about, and there were few signs of human life.    

    

After walking for only four hours, he had finally traversed twenty kilometers. At this time, the sun was setting in the west. Twilight was everywhere, and when the cold wind blew, the leaves would rustle in the wind, causing people's hair to stand on end.    

    

Ouyang Xiaotian suddenly stopped and said: "Senior Brother, you have been following me, could it be that you want me to fart for you to smell? Hurry up and show yourself! "    

    

"Ninth level of Brightly Lit Stage, such a fast cultivation speed."    

    

A figure suddenly appeared. It was shockingly a young man carrying a Longsword on his back. This young man was thin and tall, like a bamboo pole.    

    

Ouyang Xiaotian smiled and said: "This Senior Brother, after following me for so long, could it be that you want to say this to me?"    

    

The young man's face changed as he scolded: "What a joke! I am Flying Tiger Alliance's Wang Yuhao, why are you, a stinking brat, always going against me, Flying Tiger Alliance? This debt will be repaid with your dog life today! "    

    

"What a joke!" It should be because your Flying Tiger Alliance is always making things difficult for me. Ouyang Xiaotian retorted.    

    

"Clang!"    

    

Wang Yuhao pulled his Longsword out of its scabbard. The sword was about four feet two inches long, and there was a golden tiger engraved on it. The sword hilt was like the head of a tiger.    

    

"With just you, you think you're worthy of wielding a sword? Today, I will let you see what a sword technique is. Even if you have comprehended sword intent, you are still trash in front of me. I won't kill you today, but I will cripple you and slowly humiliate you again. "    

    

Wang Yuhao laughed sinisterly, "Hehe, this sword is called the Tiger Blood Sword. Being able to die under the Tiger Blood Sword is also your fortune."    

    

Fourth level of the Arcana Human Stage, four whole realms of difference.    

    

The higher the realm of a practitioner, the greater the difference between each small realm. Facing a practitioner of the second level of the Qi Nourishing Stage, Qi Nourishing Stage of the third level or second level of the Arcana Human Stage, there was basically not much of a difference. However, of the third level and second level of the Arcana Human Stage were practically crushed. Moreover, Wang Yuhao was a whole realm higher than Ouyang Xiaotian.    

    

It was because of this that Wang Yuhao had absolute confidence.    

    

Wang Yuhao had to sit still and create Flying Tiger Alliance by himself; he relied on countless victories and killings.    

    

While holding onto his sword, he walked forward. Wang Yuhao said, "You are also a swordsman. Today, I will show you what real swordsmanship is."    

    

Wang Yuhao raised his Tiger Blood Sword and it came slashing over.    

    

This move did not have any techniques, it was just a simple straight cut!    

    

Wang Yuhao's treasured sword brought along a sharp sword wind as it approached Ouyang Xiaotian's throat. Ouyang Xiaotian felt chills down his spine and his hair stood on end.    

    

"Good sword art!" Ouyang Xiaotian sighed in his heart.    

    

Ouyang Xiaotian secretly circulated his spirit energy. With a flash of silver light, the Silver Dragon Stripe Sword arrived.    

    

He also did not have any skills, only relying on his speed and strength, "Dang!", the Silver Dragon Stripe Sword collided right in the middle of the tiger blood sword.    

    

"Huh?" Wang Yuhao was surprised that Ouyang Xiaotian was able to receive this sword attack. With a flick of his wrist, the Tiger Blood Sword once again attacked Ouyang Xiaotian.    

    

"Dang!", "Dang!", "Dang!"...    

    

The sound of the treasured sword clashing was heard. In an instant, Wu Tie had hacked out dozens of times. Each sword strike was unstoppable. However, every sword strike was blocked by Ouyang Xiaotian using ordinary sword moves.    

    

Wang Yuhao's face turned even more ferocious. The Tiger Blood Sword suddenly arced in the air and slashed towards Ouyang Xiaotian's ribs.    

    

Ouyang Xiaotian frowned. The surrounding spiritual energy converged into a one-meter long sword light. The treasured sword slashed diagonally towards the Tiger Blood Sword, but the sword light slashed straight towards Wang Yuhao's five fingers that held the sword hilt.    

    

At this moment, the Tiger Blood Sword trembled slightly. The body of the sword drew a strange arc in the air and suddenly appeared right in the middle of Ouyang Xiaotian's chest.    

    

One slash kill!    

    

Ouyang Xiaotian was shocked, his body quickly retreated, and at the same time, the Silver Dragon Stripe Sword slashed downwards.    

    

"Dang!" As the two swords clashed, Ouyang Xiaotian took five steps back and his face turned pale.    

    

"Trash is truly a piece of trash. Even if he comprehended sword intent, he would not be much of a trash. I will cripple your cultivation and let everyone see the consequences of offending your Flying Tiger Alliance. " Wang Yuhao said sinisterly.    

    

"Flying Tiger Six Styles!"    

    

"Chi!"    

    

Wang Yuhao's body trembled. It was as if the Tiger Blood Sword had disappeared. A strong wind suddenly came from the left and struck Ouyang Xiaotian's left rib!    

    

Even with body tempering technique and the protection of spiritual energy, Ouyang Xiaotian still felt the muscles in his left rib begin to tremble.    

    

"Mountain Cutting Swordsmanship!"    

    

The Silver Dragon Stripe Sword slashed down from the sky, "Dang!", finally blocking the tiger blood sword.    

    

Wang Yuhao suddenly took three steps back and had an ugly expression on his face.    

    

The Flying Tiger Six Styles and the Pouncing Tiger Steps were Wang Yuhao's best techniques. Under the combination of the two, they were extremely strange and the opponent could not follow the trajectory of the Tiger Blood Sword.    

    

There were countless experts in Huangshi Mountain, and Wang Yuhao had killed his way to the 58th place. He had crossed ranks countless times, and had relied on this kind of strange sword technique.    

    

Having his first move of the Flying Tiger Six Styles blocked by Ouyang Xiaotian, Wang Yuhao felt somewhat surprised.    

    

Wang Yuhao's figure flashed, and he once again concealed himself. Ouyang Xiaotian immediately opened his ears and eyes to search for Wang Yuhao.    

    

At this moment, a gust of wind rose, and the Tiger Blood Sword, like the tail of a godly dragon, pierced towards Ouyang Xiaotian's lower abdomen.    

    

Ouyang Xiaotian was surprised and immediately activated his Chaotic Qi s, surrounding his body, the Silver Dragon Stripe Sword s flew up into the air and clashed against the Tiger Blood Sword.    

    

"Shua!"    

    

Wang Yuhao's right hand sank and he suddenly crossed the sword between his left hand and swept it horizontally. The blade of the sword drew a strange arc in the air as it slashed down on Ouyang Xiaotian's throat.    

    

At this moment, Ouyang Xiaotian's treasured sword was still far away. Ouyang Xiaotian didn't have enough time to block as he felt that Death was right in front of him.    

    

A sinister smile appeared on Wang Yuhao's face. Even though he had killed Ouyang Xiaotian and no longer had the chance to humiliate him, he still had to do this. Relying on this blade, he had once chopped off the head of a practitioner at the third level of Arcana Human Stage on the arena. In other words, that earth-shattering battle had allowed him to firmly sit on the seat of honor of the fifty-eighth session of the Huangshi Mountain.    

    

From then on, as long as he didn't take the initiative to challenge others, no one would ever provoke him, Wang Yuhao.    

    

However, Wang Yuhao never thought that, at this very moment, Ouyang Xiaotian's right hand suddenly pulled back in a moment of extreme danger, and the treasured sword retreated 4 inches.    

    

"Clang!"    

    

This strange killing move of Wang Yuhao was dangerously blocked by the hilt of Ouyang Xiaotian's sword just four inches away from his throat!    

    

"What?" Still not dead? "What's going on?" Wang Yuhao's expression turned even uglier.    

    

Wang Yuhao's steps were light. The edge of his sword was like a snake. It actually bypassed the hilt of the sword in front of him and once again moved towards Ouyang Xiaotian's throat.    

    

Flying Tiger Six Styles, Sword Soul Seizing. Wang Yuhao's three forms were very strange, the sword wanted Ouyang Xiaotian's life.    

    

Without any other choice, Ouyang Xiaotian activated the Chaotic Qi with all his might, forming a protective spiritual energy around his body.    

    

"Phantom Gale Step!"    

    

Ouyang Xiaotian grabbed onto the trajectory of the sword and shot out, suddenly appearing six meters away.    

    

"How is this possible?" Wang Yuhao looked at Ouyang Xiaotian, who was standing six meters away with a sword in his hand, and could not help but exclaim.