Seventy-Nine Strikes of the Thirteen Blades

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  Nan Zhong Hao burst out laughing, drew his sword and took a defensive stance, calmly waiting for Tie Yu Yang's attack. As a cultivator in the second layer of the Refining Qi stage, he had the protection of the Golden Bell Shield around him. If he were to use attacking techniques like Fireball or Wind Blade now, he could easily take down an invincible expert.

  But Nan Zhong Hao didn't know which nerve was crossed, and instead of using his magic, he brazenly wanted to compare sword moves with Tie Yu Yang.

  This may have something to do with Nan Zhong's experiences since childhood.

  When he was only six or seven years old and had just come to understand things, his father Nan Tianba was still alive, and it was the heyday of the Nan family. He was also the young master of the Nan family, who was invincible in Pingzhou, and no one dared to disobey him. However, this good situation did not last long. Nan Tianba and several other strong members of the Nan family fell during a confrontation with the Feng family of Dingzhou. To avoid being hunted down by the Feng family, the remaining members of the Nan family became fugitives, hiding from east to west and not daring to show their faces for twenty years, exhausting the family's accumulated spiritual stone wealth before they were forced to come out again. Nan Zhonghao experienced the peak and decline of the Nan family, growing up in humiliation and always wanting to wash away this feeling after he came of age.

  Now that he has finally waited for the day of the Nan family's resurgence, there is a strong urge in his subconscious to impose this sense of humiliation on others, to let everyone in the world know how powerful he is. And using insults to torture Tie Yuanyang, known as the number one master of Pingzhou, would undoubtedly bring him immense pleasure and a sense of superiority.

  Tie Yu Yang's expression was solemn, his hands tightly grasping the Snow Iron Treasure Sword that had followed him for decades.

  He continuously poured internal energy into the treasured sword in his hand, until the sword emitted a faint red glow and a strong sword aura was about to erupt. Only then did he begin to slowly dance with the treasured sword in a strange posture, getting faster and faster. In an instant, only a blurry shadow of the sword could be seen, along with the whistling sound produced by the intense vibrations after pouring internal energy into the sword.

  Nan Zhong Hao held his sword and coldly smiled as he looked at him, he didn't believe that Tie Yu Yang had any skills to break through his Golden Light Shield.

  He wants to learn Iron Feather Yang's ultimate knife technique.

  Tie Yu Yang suddenly stomped his foot, and with a burst of energy, he shot up into the air, reaching a height of several dozen feet. In mid-air, he raised his treasured sword high, unleashing a dazzlingly cold blade aura that shone brightly in the night sky. A loud, majestic whistle escaped his lips, startling the entire city of Zhujicounty. The blade aura emanating from his sword was something that only an unparalleled master could achieve, and it was absolutely impossible for anyone else to replicate.

  "Thirteen swift sword strikes, take this!"

  Tie Yu Yang swiftly and continuously swung his treasured sword downwards, unleashing a storm of slashes. A faintly visible arc-shaped blade aura burst forth from the sword, cleaving towards Nan Zhong Hao on the ground.

  Nan Zhong Hao had never seen a master of the Jianghu world unleash their ultimate technique - Jian Mang. He was shocked and hastily swung his sword to defend himself. His treasured sword let out a "Ka Cha" sound as it was sliced in two by Jian Mang.

  Nan Zhong Hao was shocked and annoyed, the sword in his hand was one of the precious swords given by Li Ping Xi, the young master of Yao Wang Bang, known as the sword that can cut through iron like mud, but it couldn't withstand a single knife edge, what a joke.

  Bang!

  The second knife edge struck the golden light shield again, and the golden light shield was dented, but it remained intact. Nan Zhonghao gritted his teeth and withstood a blow from the knife edge, and the golden light shield did not break, which made him secretly let out a sigh of relief.

  But the blade did not stop.

  Whoosh! Whoosh!

  Ka-ching, ka-chang, again a series of sword lights hacked at the golden light shield, each sword light almost denting the golden light shield half an inch deep, causing Nan Zhonghao to stumble, the golden light shield shaking violently, the divine light rapidly dimming, on the verge of collapse.

  Shocking Swan Thirteen Blades, just hearing the name can infer that this set of knife skills should be able to emit a full thirteen blades. But this is only the seventh blade, and there are still six or seven more blades behind it, enough to split open the Golden Light Shield with super strong defensive power.

  Nan Zhong Hao's face finally changed color, and he realized that he was too arrogant and underestimated the people in Jianghu. He stood there stupidly, allowing a world-class master to chop at him with his knife. This second-layer cultivator of the Refining Qi period had not yet reached the point where he could casually look down on the world-class masters of Pingzhou Jianghu.

  He no longer had the confidence to harden Tieyun Yang's sword edge, and immediately wanted to cast the Wind Shield Technique to dodge the sword edge.

  Ye Qin had been quietly watching from a short distance away in the dark.

  Although he was also amazed at Tieyun Yang's knife skills, his mind was not on this at the moment, but rather on finding the best opportunity to kill Nan Zhonghao. Nan Zhonghao was shocked and pale by Tieyun Yang's knife, wanting to escape, and was clearly seen in his eyes.

  Ye Qin secretly smiled, when Nan Zhonghao and Tie Yu Yang just started their fierce battle, he had already released a Flowing Sand Technique under Nan Zhonghao's feet. A whirlpool of flowing sand as large as a sea bowl had formed under Nan Zhonghao's feet. When this whirlpool first formed, it rotated slowly, constantly inputting magic power to expand the whirlpool, its power gradually revealing itself, with an astonishing suction force.

  Although Nan Zhong Hao had the protection of the Golden Light Shield, this protection could only protect him from harm. Against the Quicksand Technique, a specialized technique that sucked people into holes, it was useless.

  Nan Zhong Hao was exerting all his strength to resist Tie Yu Yang's attack, but he hadn't noticed anything amiss with his feet. When he couldn't withstand Tie Yu Yang's ultimate technique and tried to use the Wind Shield Technique to escape, he realized something was wrong - his feet were stuck fast in a quicksand whirlpool. His Wind Shield Technique couldn't counteract the whirlpool's suction power, and instead made him sink deeper. The quicksand covered his ankles, and he let out a terrified shout: "Who is it? Who ambushed me?"

  Tie Yuanyang, who was in mid-air, did not know about the sudden change below. Six or seven knife edges crazily chopped down one after another, mercilessly slashing onto Nan Zhonghao's golden light shield. The last knife broke through the extremely sturdy golden light shield, and the treasured sword pierced through Nan Tianhao's chest cavity, pinning Nan Zhonghao to the ground.

  Nan Zhonghao's entire chest cavity was split open with a huge gash, and blood gushed out wildly. He struggled to open his mouth, his face filled with unwillingness. This young master of the Nan family had just emerged from hiding in the east and west, still basking in the glory of his recent victory, but before he could fully enjoy it, how could he die at the hands of a worldly martial artist?

  Tie Yu Yang finally landed heavily on the ground after executing his ultimate knife technique, his face pale and his single hand trembling as he propped up his treasured knife, almost unable to move even a finger. Clearly, the thirteen shocking knives from earlier had exhausted all of his physical strength and true energy.

  He saw Zhong Hao walking south with a worried look on his face.

  Only then did he see clearly that the golden light on Nan Gongyu's body had already dissipated, and half of his body was buried in the sand. He wanted to struggle out, but couldn't move. On the ground, a whirlpool of quicksand was slowly coming to a stop.

  What is this?

  Immortal art? Are there other immortal masters here?

  Tie Yu Yang was shocked at the same time, and his heart was clear. Could it be that this young master of the Nan family had just been ambushed by other immortal masters and trapped, only to be cut down by his Thirteen Knives of Surprising Phoenix's ultimate technique? Otherwise, he feared that his knife edge might not have been able to continuously strike this young master of the Nan family. The one who died was probably him, not this young master of the Nan family.

  Tie Yu Yang's heart skipped a beat as he suddenly lifted his head to gaze towards the darkness dozens of meters away, where a faint black figure stood.