Chapter 405

The battle between a dagger and a dagger was not comparable to a battle between two long swords. As the saying went, "Every time you're short, you're in danger." If the two daggers clashed, it would be a joke.

Moreover, Zhang Xiaohua knew that the old man could not really sense his Divine Sense, so he had already released his Divine Sense to monitor the changes in the old man's swordsmanship and body movements.

Therefore, no matter how the old man's swordsmanship changed, whether it was a combination of real and fake moves or real moves, it could not escape from Zhang Xiaohua's Divine Sense. He could always find the time when the old man's dagger was changing and easily use the Nameless Swordsmanship. He would place the dagger at the old man's throat, forcing the old man to continue changing his moves to dodge. After more than ten rounds, the old man was already at a disadvantage.

Although the bronze mask covered the old man's face, it could not cover the throat. Moreover, from the sound of the wind caused by Zhang Xiaohua's dagger, the old man had no doubt that the dagger could easily pierce through the mask even if it directly pierced through it.

"Where did this young man come from?

His swordsmanship is so powerful?

Could it be that he's a new talent from some Misty School that disappeared in recent years? "

"Although I can't see the young man's face, his voice seems to be young. If he has such cultivation at such a young age, won't he be able to suppress us if he has enough time?

If we don't kill him today, we won't have another chance like this in the future. "

The bronze masked old man, who was at a disadvantage, immediately had a plan. He wanted to nip the young man in the bud who threatened him in the bud.

The old man took a deep breath. His face was hidden under the bronze mask, so he could not see any changes. However, the hand that was holding the short sword immediately turned red, as though it had swelled up a little. At the same time, the old man's short sword suddenly changed its stance, and it suddenly became faster. Zhang Xiaohua's Divine Sense immediately changed as well. It was as though the short sword's stance had turned blurry, and it was no longer as clear as before. Even the flaws of the sword's stance were difficult to discern.

Since Zhang Xiaohua could not see any flaws, his incomplete Nameless Sword Art was immediately at a disadvantage. In the span of a few breaths, he had clashed with the short sword many times, and sparks seemed to fly. "What kind of sword art is this?"

Zhang Xiaohua was shocked.

Her Divine Sense could not see the trajectory of the old man's swordsmanship clearly!

After a few crisp clashing sounds, there were no more clashing sounds. The old man's swordsmanship changed again. It was as if he had just been testing the waters, and the next sword move was his true strength. Zhang Xiaohua's small sword could no longer touch the short sword. It was as if the old man's entire body was flawless.

At this moment, just when Zhang Xiaohua was hesitating and did not know where to start, she felt a sharp pain under her armpit. When she looked carefully, the old man's dagger was piercing her armpit. Zhang Xiaohua was shocked. She waved the dagger in her left hand and greeted the old man's throat. The old man thought that his attack would succeed, but the tip of his dagger could not pierce through Zhang Xiaohua's body. He was stunned. When the tip of the dagger was about to reach his body, he hurriedly waved his dagger to block it, but he had already fallen behind.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohua snickered in her heart. One move after another, she no longer had the elegance of the Nameless Swordsmanship. Like a storm, she attacked the old man's throat. The old man did not panic and seemed to have figured out the direction of Zhang Xiaohua's attacks. He held the dagger tightly to protect his throat. For a moment, Zhang Xiaohua was unable to penetrate the old man's throat.

After a few moves, a smile appeared in the old man's eyes. His incomparably fast sword moves were unleashed, attacking Zhang Xiaohua's face and throat. Zhang Xiaohua was greatly alarmed. His robe could protect his entire body, but it could not protect his face and neck. Thus, he moved his feet and immediately used Ethereal Steps, barely dodging the short sword's attack.

Seeing this, the smile in the old man's eyes deepened. He exerted strength in his feet and his figure flashed continuously. Under the light of the lantern, a series of afterimages flew out. It was actually a movement technique that was not inferior to the Ethereal Steps.

Hence, Zhang Xiaohua's footwork that she had used to equalize the situation was immediately lost. Her face and throat were immediately attacked by the old man's dagger!

Who was this old man?

How could he have such skills?

In a moment, a few questions flashed in Zhang Xiaohua's heart.

Originally, after returning from the deserted island, Zhang Xiaohua had met several tough opponents. But none of them could withstand one move from her. In her heart, she had long underestimated the martial way. Just now, her soul consciousness was detected by the old man and it had slightly aroused Zhang Xiaohua's vigilance. But she soon realized that the old man could only sense her soul consciousness spying on her and knew nothing else. Hence, she started to underestimate him again.

Until now, her fist, sword, and Ethereal Steps could not be compared to this mysterious bronze masked old man. Her heart was in turmoil. She had underestimated the heroes of the world.

In fact, it was not only Zhang Xiaohua who was shocked. The shock in the mysterious old man's heart was a hundred times stronger than Zhang Xiaohua's.

Who was he?

One of the famous masters in Jianghu. In the beginning, he was actually evenly matched with this unknown young man. Moreover, he was at a disadvantage. Following the display of his trump card sword skills, even if he managed to turn the situation around and almost pierce the young man's body several times, he still could not kill him. He did not know if the young man had practiced hard body skills like Iron Shirt, or if he was wearing an extremely powerful protective armor. Now, even after using his superb Qing Gong, he still could not immediately kill the young man. This young man's martial arts were almost on par with the top masters in Jianghu. Who exactly was this young man?

Both of them were guessing each other's identity. However, their feet did not stop moving. Zhang Xiaohua was still at a disadvantage and could not turn the situation around. The mysterious old man's lightning-fast attacks forced Zhang Xiaohua into a fluster. The old man's eyes were filled with joy. Taking advantage of Zhang Xiaohua's unpreparedness, he thrust his dagger at Zhang Xiaohua's throat from a strange angle. This was the place where Zhang Xiaohua could not defend. Zhang Xiaohua's blood was about to splatter on the spot!

In this moment of crisis, Zhang Xiaohua's hands continuously formed seals. Her figure flashed and immediately disappeared. Under the astonished eyes of the old man, the dagger that was supposed to be infallible actually pierced empty air!

"This …" The old man could not help but cry out.

At this moment, the ashen-faced Zhang Xiaohua appeared from another place in the hall.

It was really thrilling just now. If not for Zhang Xiaohua's proficiency in the Earth Escape Technique, she would have been pierced by the dagger. Even so, Zhang Xiaohua, who had just escaped from danger, still felt her heart beating wildly.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohua appear from another place, the old man was horrified. He did not dare to think too much. He exerted force on his feet and a string of afterimages appeared. He stabbed at Zhang Xiaohua like lightning. Zhang Xiaohua did not dare to let him get close to her. She swung her left hand and threw the dagger at the old man like a hidden weapon.

The old man laughed. How could such a clumsy technique hurt him?

He flicked the dagger in his hand and sent the dagger flying into the sky. He did not care about it. His figure did not stop at all and continued to shoot at the motionless Zhang Xiaohua.

But when he was a few steps away from Zhang Xiaohua, he saw that Zhang Xiaohua still did not respond. She only made a strange gesture with her fingers. He could not help but be vigilant in his heart. At this moment, a sudden gust of wind came from above his head. He was startled and did not bother to look up. He dodged to the side. From the corner of his eyes, he saw that the dagger that was sent flying by his dagger was falling straight down. He could not help but be puzzled. "How could it be so coincidental?

The dagger is falling on my head? "

But before he could finish his thought, the small sword that was falling changed direction and flew straight towards his face!

In an instant, it was as if a bolt of lightning flashed through the old man's mind. He remembered something and could not help but exclaim, "Flying dagger!!!"

Seeing that the dagger in front of him was stabbing at his weak spot as if it had a mind of its own, the old man no longer had the calm demeanor he had before. He held the dagger in his hand and blocked left and right, immediately falling into a disadvantageous position.

On the other hand, when Zhang Xiaohua saw that his flying sword was effective, he couldn't help but feel relieved in his heart. "That's right. This is the way people of the Immortal Dao should attack. Just now, I used martial arts to deal with a peak expert of the Martial Dao. How can I not be defeated?"

With that thought, Zhang Xiaohua remained calm and composed. She stood there leisurely and formed a seal with her hand. She used her divine sense to drive the dagger as if it was her extended arm and stabbed at the old man's weak spot.

Perhaps it was because the Nameless Swordplay was originally a sword driving technique of the Immortal Dao, but the incomplete swordplay was immediately much more powerful than the dagger driven by divine sense. It forced the old man to defend himself with his sword and was unable to escape from the dagger's attack to threaten Zhang Xiaohua in the distance.

Moreover, the old man seemed to be shocked by the sudden appearance of the flying dagger. For a moment, he did not have a better way to deal with the flying dagger and could only defend himself. On the other hand, although his fast swordplay forced Zhang Xiaohua, who was holding the dagger, into a hopeless situation, it met its nemesis when it met the dagger driven by divine sense. The dagger driven by divine sense was much more agile than the dagger held by the arm. It could change its angle in Zhang Xiaohua's mind and was far faster than the speed of the old man's swordplay. Moreover, the old man's lightness skill which was comparable to the Ethereal Steps was also clumsy at this moment. Although there were still a series of afterimages, they could not escape the threat of the dagger. The dagger chased after the afterimages, leaving a black shadow behind.

Zhang Xiaohua had used the flying dagger several times before, but it was like a one-sided massacre. It was not like this time, where it could be considered a match. Today, he truly understood the power of the flying dagger of the Immortal Dao. In this battle, he gradually became more familiar with the Nameless Swordplay and became more proficient in changing the moves.

After more than ten moves, the old man was barely able to defend himself and had almost no strength to fight back. Zhang Xiaohua's mouth revealed a trace of a smile. He made a gesture and saw an opening of the old man. The dagger turned around and suddenly pierced towards the old man's bronze mask. In a hurry, the old man did not have time to change his move and could only stretch out his left hand to grab the dagger. Zhang Xiaohua sneered in his heart. He saw the dagger tilting its body and dodging the old man's left hand, going straight for his forehead.

But just as Zhang Xiaohua imagined that the dagger was going to pierce the old man's mask, he heard the old man laugh loudly and his left hand suddenly enlarged. With a "puff" sound, he actually caught the dagger in his hand.

Zhang Xiaohua's face turned ashen!

(Please vote for me!!

Please add, please tip, thank you)