Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

Because the old man sitting in the wheelchair wanted to know what was so special about Xu Xingchen, this seemingly inconspicuous young man, and whether he could show impressive strength in the next confrontation.

At the critical moment, Xu Xingchen's eyes flashed with determination and resoluteness. The internal force of the "Nine Yin Scriptures" was activated, and the Hanming Sword in his hand seemed to be in tune with his mind. With a slight shake of his wrist, an astonishing cold air burst out instantly.

A faint blue light flowed on the sword, like the brightest star in the night sky. Then, the sword turned into a dazzling sword light, like lightning that cuts through the sky, and with a sharp sword intent, it suddenly met Tian Boguang's powerful and heavy single sword at a lightning speed.

"clang--"

With a loud bang, like the collision of metal and stone, deafening, the two powerful forces collided violently in the air, causing circles of ripples visible to the naked eye, and the air seemed to be torn apart by this force.

Where the sword and the blade intersected at this moment, sparks flew and the dazzling light made people dare not look directly at it. However, in this fierce confrontation, Xu Xingchen's figure was as steady as a mountain, and his eyes were sharper, as if he could see through all illusions.

Tian Boguang's expression changed slightly. He could feel the profound internal strength and exquisite sword intent contained in Xu Xingchen's swordsmanship. However, Xu Xingchen did not give him any chance to breathe and took advantage of the power of this blow.

Xu Xingchen's body suddenly jumped up as if launched by a spring. His movements were swift and powerful, like a cheetah ready to pounce. In an instant, he burst out with amazing speed and strength and pounced on Tian Boguang.

The Hanming Sword in his hand flashed with a cold light in the sunlight, as if it could freeze everything. When Xu Xingchen swung it out again, the sword shadows overlapped, like a dense dark cloud covering, making it difficult to grasp its true trajectory.

As Xu Xingchen shook his wrist lightly, the Hanming Sword drew a graceful arc in the air, and then turned suddenly, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Tian Boguang's chest like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

This move is not only extremely fast, but also has a tricky angle like a dream, making it hard to defend against. It is the essence of the Hengshan School's unique skill [Thirteen Changes of Illusionary Clouds and Mists].

Upon seeing this, Tian Boguang's face changed drastically, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes. He had been in the martial arts world for many years and had seen countless masters and unique skills, but at this moment, facing Xu Xingchen's dreamlike attack, he felt unprecedented pressure for a moment.

Moreover, Tian Boguang naturally saw some of the Hengshan School's swordsmanship in Xu Xingchen's swordsmanship. He knew very well that the Hengshan School's swordsmanship was unpredictable and one would fall into the opponent's trap if one was not careful.

Therefore, Tian Boguang was so frightened that he had no time to use his light skill of stepping on the three clouds to dodge. He hurriedly mobilized all his strength and retreated quickly, trying to avoid the fatal blow.

"Pfft-"

A crisp and sharp sound suddenly rang out in the air, like a sign of ice cracking in winter, instantly breaking the silence around. This sound was from the cold and sharp Hanming sword in Xu Xingchen's hand, emitting a faint blue light.

As a result of the close contact with Tian Boguang's chest skin, the sword was as sharp as lightning, mercilessly cutting a shocking gash on his chest. His clothes were torn, exposing the cut muscles, and blood quickly seeped out, staining his collar red.

Tian Boguang's face turned livid in an instant, and a light of disbelief and anger flashed in his eyes. This sudden heavy blow not only caused him physical pain,

His psychological defenses suffered a severe blow, and his spirit seemed to be swept away by an invisible wind, and he lost all his courage. However, Tian Boguang did not lose his fighting spirit. Instead, he quickly adjusted his state, swung the sword in his hand suddenly, and turned it into a silver lightning, attempting to fight back.

But is Xu Xingchen such an easy opponent to be seen through? He had already seen through the opportunity, understood Tian Boguang's subtle changes, and predicted the direction of the battle. When the first sword cut through the air, it not only tore through Tian Boguang's defense line.

It was also the clarion call for Xu Xingchen's subsequent offensive. After this sword, Xu Xingchen's figure was agile and his steps were light, like a free and unrestrained breeze in the mountains, or like a fish swimming leisurely in the water, unrestrained and free to do whatever he wants.

The Hanming Sword in Xu Xingchen's hand seemed to have life, dancing with his heart. Every swing was precise and deadly, and the exquisite move [Xiao Shi Riding the Dragon] from [Huashan Sword Technique] was performed.

The sharp sword tip drew perfect arcs in the air, like a fairy riding the wind, elegant and majestic. Then, another move [Endless Falling Leaves] followed, and the sword's momentum suddenly changed from the previous lightness to the majestic momentum.

Every time he swung his sword, it seemed to carry the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, as if it wanted to take everything in the world into it and destroy it completely. Facing this surging sword force, Tian Boguang could only retreat again and again.

Moreover, he was almost suffocated by this force. Tian Boguang's eyes were full of disbelief and fear, because he had never seen such a sharp and domineering swordsmanship.

For a moment, the entire venue seemed to be shrouded in an invisible sword net. The air was filled with a strong metallic smell and the aftermath of the sword energy. Xu Xingchen's figure was agile, and the Hanming sword in his hand was like a dragon emerging from the sea.

It turned into endless sword shadows, each of which contained unparalleled power, cutting through the air and making a piercing whistling sound. His eyes were firm and cold, staring at every subtle movement of his opponent Tian Boguang, looking for an opportunity to defeat the enemy.

"Dang Dang Dang..."

As this series of dense and crisp metal clashing sounds echoed in their ears, the confrontation between Xu Xingchen and Tian Boguang became more and more intense. Tian Boguang looked embarrassed under Xu Xingchen's impenetrable attack.

The single sword in Tian Boguang's hand kept colliding with the Hanming sword in Xu Xingchen's hand. Every contact made his arm numb and he was terrified. Those seemingly light and graceful sword moves actually contained murderous intent, forcing him to resist with all his strength.

However, even so, Tian Boguang was gradually forced to retreat step by step. His footsteps became heavier and heavier, and every step seemed like stepping into a quagmire, unable to extricate himself.

Sweat slid down Tian Boguang's forehead, dripped onto the ground, and evaporated completely in an instant. His face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and despair. He knew that he had fallen into a desperate situation, and if he continued like this, he would probably die on the spot.

On the other hand, Xu Xingchen became more and more courageous as the battle went on, and his swordsmanship became more and more exquisite. Every move and every stroke hit the opponent's weak points just right. Under his leadership, the entire venue was filled with sword energy.

A dazzling sea of ​​sword light was formed, and those endless sword shadows swept over like a violent storm, completely submerging Tian Boguang in front of him and making him unable to extricate himself...

The old man sitting in the wheelchair stared intently at the thrilling duel in front of him. He saw that the Huashan sect disciple Xu Xingchen was agile and his swordsmanship was breathtakingly exquisite.

Every time the sword was swung, it seemed to contain the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. Not only was the speed astonishing, but it also contained deep internal strength and a unique understanding of swordsmanship, forcing his apprentice Tian Boguang to be in a miserable state and retreat repeatedly.

His apprentice Tian Boguang tried to find an opportunity to fight back. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not get rid of Xu Xingchen's sword shadow that followed him like a shadow. This scene made the old man sitting in the wheelchair secretly admire in his heart, but also gave rise to a hint of doubt.

What surprised the old man in the wheelchair even more was that in Xu Xingchen's unpredictable swordsmanship, he actually vaguely saw the shadow of Hengshan School's unique skill [Thirteen Changes of Illusionary Clouds and Mists] at the beginning.

This sword technique is known for its ever-changing and unpredictable nature. It is one of the Hengshan School's unique skills and cannot be taught to anyone other than disciples of the sect. But at this moment, it is being performed to such perfection by a disciple of the Huashan School. How could the old man not be surprised?

The old man sitting in the wheelchair couldn't help but think back to the past, when the Five Mountains Sword Sects, formed by the Taishan Sect, Hengshan Sect, Huashan Sect, Songshan Sect, and Hengshan Sect, were united in fighting against the evil sect.