Chapter 499: Chapter 316: Severed Water Flow!
“Severing Stream, Xie Pianxian?” Tang Fei asked in a deep voice.
By now, Tang Fei was no longer the novice at New Star but rather the “Big White” who had been there for two years.
The old man had given him an extrely detailed and ticulously prepared list of important people in New Star to help him integrate faster and understand the dynamics of the situation in New Star.
While he was training in the Ghost Prison under Xuanyuan Mingjing, his master would also tell him about important figures in the Cultivation World and so legends of the pugilistic world during spare monts.
Unpredictable as spirits and ghosts, his sabersmanship is top-notch.
Effeminate and handso, more delicate than flowers.
As Tang Fei saw his effeminate facial features, he had already begun to suspect his identity.
Upon his confession, Tang Fei confird that he was one of the Three Sabers among the Three Swords and Three Fools.
Severing Stream, Xie Pianxian.
To think that soone had gone to great lengths to draw out this elusive bigshot.
“It is indeed this immortal himself.” Xie Pianxian said with a proud look.
Tang Fei looked at Xie Pianxian with admiration and praised aloud, “You are a proud man, so proud that you disdain lying and would not even hide your na.”
“That’s right.” Xie Pianxian instantly felt a kinship with Tang Fei, feeling understood by this man.
Indeed, he was such a person; he disliked lying.
Because there was nothing worth lying about for him.
“Who is the person instructing you?”
“…”
Xie Pianxian’s eyes went blank, and he looked at Tang Fei in terror.
As if he were looking at so ferocious beast.
Could it be that love is just a trap waiting to bury itself?
He sharply glared at Tang Fei, his gaze sohow carrying a trace of resentnt.
Tang Fei couldn’t help but shiver, goosebumps covering his skin.
This guy… didn’t think he was a woman, did he?
“It seems you are not as proud as I imagined,” Tang Fei said with a cold laugh, mocking, “When faced with a concrete issue, you still choose to evade.”
“Do you think I’m an idiot?” Xie Pianxian retorted effeminately, “Even trash like Mo Fan knows that there are codes to follow in this line of work, and as a professional assassin, one absolutely cannot divulge client information… I am, after all, a notable figure in the Cultivation World, can’t I be better than re trash?”
“So it seems we cannot co to an agreent?” Tang Fei asked.
“We cannot.”
“Then let’s try a different question.”
As he spoke, Tang Fei’s figure had already vanished from the spot.
When he reappeared, he was soaring high in the air.
Both hands wielding the sinister Ghost Energy-infused Yin Jiao Sword, he slashed down from above at Xie Pianxian, who was still standing in the shadows.
“Clueless of death.”
Xie Pianxian inwardly scorned Tang Fei but dared not underestimate him in the slightest.
The previous surprise attack by Tang Fei had nearly caused him great detrint, and that one strike was enough to make his heart skip a beat.
He still hadn’t grasped the intricacies of Tang Fei’s martial arts, only knowing that he was a disciple of the Great Grandmaster Xuanyuan Mingjing and had learned a sword technique called “Netherworld Scroll.”
This technique was revealed by Tang Fei during a duel with Qin Jianyi; otherwise, he rarely engaged in bouts with others.
Those who had sparred with him had died.
For instance, the Grandmaster Fen Kuai from the Burial Land.
Of course, Tang Fei had attributed most of the credit to Shen Xinglan, positioning himself rely as a sideline cheerleader.
To the outside world, it seed appropriate, as compared to the widely famous Shen Xinglan, wasn’t Tang Fei just a bit player?
Xie Pianxian was known for his elusive movent technique, and his swordsmanship was also deviously soft and mysterious.
His body vanished from its spot, rging with the shadows.
He suddenly appeared behind Tang Fei, using his saber as a sword, stabbing towards Tang Fei’s back.
Tang Fei’s body swiftly rotated, and then he slashed his saber at the long sword thrust by Xie Pianxian.
Xie Pianxian swiftly changed his move, raising his long saber high to slash at Tang Fei’s head…
Both were martial arts masters, and their cultivation techniques were remarkably similar.
In just the blink of an eye, they had each changed their moves dozens of tis.
Yet, after dozens of moves, they hadn’t injured each other’s bodies in the slightest.
Not even their weapons had collided.
True masters know how to conserve their strength and their weapons.
They do not engage in unnecessary strife but aim for a one-hit kill.
If you were an outsider to the Cultivation World, you would find their fight boring.
There was no brilliance of swords, no shrieking of energy.
No thunderous explosions, no dazzling techniques.
You couldn’t even see their swords or sabers, you couldn’t see their movents.
But if you were also a cultivator, a martial arts master.
Then, you would marvel at their skills and strength.
Every cut and every sword strike was perilously close and profoundly enigmatic, targeting each other’s vital points.
Every movent was frighteningly thrilling.
This saber strike could be the last.
This sword strike could also be the last.
Bang!
The two exchanged a punch and then retreated several ters, pulling apart from each other.
Tang Fei’s body was still suspended in mid-air, looking at Xie Pianxian opposite him and complained, “Didn’t you want to kill ? Why didn’t you hit harder? How long will it take to kill like this?”
Xie Pianxian was visibly frustrated.
Oh, he had no chest.
Almost forgot.
“Aren’t you also trying to kill ? Why don’t you hit harder?” Xie Pianxian countered.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to kill Tang Fei, nor that he wasn’t trying.
But rather, he couldn’t.
Tang Fei was like his shadow, can you kill your own shadow?
Or rather, he was like his confidant, understanding what he was thinking.
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