Mortal Bones

Xu Taiping remained calm after hearing this.

Unlike Shang Jiu, this competition was not only about his life and death, but also about the life and death of his second senior brother, and there was no room for any mistakes.

"But for a sword cultivator, it's enough to have enough spirit. The most important thing is the sword in your hand."

While Shang Jiu said this, he leaned forward and accelerated his steps. In just three or two steps, he rushed to Xu Taiping with the sword in his hand.

"Shua!"

With a sound of breaking through the air, Shang Jiu's sword slashed towards Xu Taiping's neck.

The angle of his sword was very tricky, and Xu Taiping couldn't fight with him like before, so he could only dodge and retreat to find an opportunity to strike.

But Shang Jiu seemed to have guessed the direction of his retreat long ago. The blade was fixed, the tip of the blade was aimed at Xu Taiping's throat, and he stabbed it.

Xu Taiping had to retreat again.

But every step of his action was accurately guessed by Shang Jiu. If it weren't for his body movement and reaction being fast enough, and if he hadn't swung the sword to block in time, I'm afraid he would have been stabbed more than a dozen times.

More importantly, Shangjiu's knife was also getting faster and more fierce.

If it were an ordinary warrior, facing Shangjiu's sharp knife, he would not be able to hold on for even a cup of tea, and would panic and eventually make mistakes, unable to catch Shangjiu's knife.

But Xu Taiping and Daogui had fought in the knife domain for tens of thousands of times. Daogui had changed hundreds of knife techniques and thousands of routines to test his knife. In this situation, it was not even a warm-up.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

In the sound of iron clashing, the knife in Xu Taiping's hand was like a shield. No matter how fast or tricky Shangjiu's knife was, he could catch it.

In those tens of thousands of fights with Daogui, Xu Taiping learned more about blocking the knife than how to draw the knife.

Once, in a night of testing the knife, he almost blocked every knife of Daogui, until his soul became extremely exhausted at dawn, and then Daogui found the right opportunity to kill him with a knife.

"Bang!"

As another of his swords was blocked by Xu Taiping, Shang Jiu's relaxed expression gradually became solemn.

If he could block it once or twice, it could be said to be a coincidence or talent, but if he blocked every sword at this moment, it could not be explained in this way.

"It's not a coincidence, it's not a talent. Only hard training day after day and year after year can achieve this level."

Thinking of this, Shang Jiu looked at Xu Taiping without any contempt.

"Bang!"

At this moment, the sword he slashed was blocked by Xu Taiping again.

But the difference this time was that he felt a sharp pain in his palm.

At this moment, he was fighting with Xu Taiping with swords, and once he stopped, the sword would break.

So Shang Jiu ignored it and continued to force Xu Taiping into a dead corner step by step as planned before.

According to his plan, even if Xu Taiping could block every one of his swords, as long as Xu Taiping was forced into that dead corner, Xu Taiping would not be able to use his sword, and naturally he could not block his sword.

"Bang!"

As the sound of iron hitting rang out again, Shang Jiu's long-planned exquisite sword was once again blocked by Xu Taiping.

Although he had expected it, Shang Jiu still felt a sense of frustration in his heart.

He hadn't experienced this feeling for many years.

Perhaps it was because of this that he didn't realize that his hand holding the sword was already covered in blood.

"Bang!"

"Huh?"

But as the two swords collided again, Shang Jiu finally realized this.

His hand holding the sword was injured.

And it was not just the superficial flesh wounds, the tendons and bones on the palm were damaged, and even when holding the sword, it began to hurt.

"Bang!"

Although the pain was still there, Shang Jiu's sword momentum did not stop, but it was still the same as before. No matter how fast he drew his sword or how tricky the angle was, Xu Taiping could still block it.

This time, at the moment when the two knives collided, he finally realized how the injury on his hand came from.

With a crisp "crack", the phalanx of his index finger broke under a strange vibration force.

"It's the dark force!"

Shang Jiu's face became a little ugly.

"He used the dark force when fighting with the knife, and he didn't use all his strength at the beginning, but increased the strength of the dark force little by little, so that my hand would not feel the abnormality, and let the damage of the dark force accumulate in my palm little by little. When I found it, this hand was almost destroyed."

Thinking of this, Shang Jiu's forehead suddenly broke out in a layer of cold sweat.

"Shua!"

After deceiving Xu Taiping with a knife, Shang Jiu's body suddenly flew back and pulled a distance from Xu Taiping.

He raised his palm and saw that the palm was already bloody and the tendons and bones on the palm were also seriously damaged.

If it hadn't been discovered in time, I'm afraid this hand would really be useless.

"What a pity. If I had one or two more strikes, I would have crippled you."

Xu Taiping put away his sword and smiled at Shang Jiu.

As Shang Jiu guessed, Xu Taiping did some tricks when fighting with Shang Jiu.

But that was not the hidden power, but the thousand-fold power taught to him by Fairy Lingyue.

In order to prevent Shang Jiu from finding out, he added the thousand-fold power one by one, and until the last strike, it was only thirty times.

But with the accumulation of strikes, Shang Jiu's hand had been seriously injured without him noticing.

Although Shang Jiu still found out, for a sword cultivator, even the slightest injury on his hand could be a fatal flaw when fighting with the enemy.

"Excellent."

Shang Jiu smiled and clapped his hands.

"I am indeed old. I used to love to use my brain, but I became more and more lazy after breaking through the soul refining stage. I always feel that if a knife can solve the problem, why bother to use my brain?"

He shook the blood off his hands and shook his head with emotion.

But immediately, he raised his mouth and looked at Xu Taiping and said:

"But I was also young, and I used to love to use my brain like you."

Xu Taiping heard that Shang Jiu had something to say, so he said nothing and just watched him quietly.

"When I was young, in order not to be seen through by my opponent, I practiced the left-handed knife. As I practiced, I finally developed a set of knife skills that was stronger than the right hand."

Speaking of this, Shang Jiu changed the knife to his left hand.