"..."

As Xu Fan approached with his sword in hand, the Sword-carrying Slave couldn't help but flash a hint of dread in his eyes.

He did not draw the sword he carried on his back.

Xu Fan narrowed his eyes at the sight.

"Interesting..."

With little thought, Xu Fan understood the reason behind it.

The weapon the Sword-carrying Slave carried was Situ Jing's sword, which, as a slave, he was not qualified to use.

Unless, that is, he had Situ Jing's permission.

If he were to draw the sword without authorization and Situ Jing found out, he would likely face severe punishment.

"Boy, to deal with you, I don't need to draw my sword."

While pondering, Xu Fan heard the Sword-carrying Slave roar defiantly and couldn't help but be amused.

"Oh? Quite confident, aren't we? Fine then, don't blame me for bullying you."

Having said that, Xu Fan raised his sword and launched an attack!

In an instant! Xu Fan's figure scattered chaotically under the moonlight! A blood-colored sword shadow descended like a deluge!

The mighty Sword Intent surged like a great river hitting the rocks! Wave after wave of his assault was the essence of the Nine Heavens Sword Technique's Sword Intent!

The Sword-carrying Slave summoned his Innate Qi Energy to protect his body and, under the endless barrage of sword shadows, kept retreating.

The Yanluo Sword was Situ Jing's weapon in his prime, forged by him from a mysterious blood-colored meteoric iron found on Heavenly Mountain.

The meteor fell on the summit of Heavenly Mountain for reasons unknown. Its material was incomparably tough. Situ Jing brought it back but couldn't turn it into a weapon.

It took a full three years to finally forge it into a sword, and even then, another five years to sharpen its edge!

During those five years, countless masters were slain, and this edgeless sword was honed to perfection!

The blood-colored meteoric iron seemed to have a life of its own, after quenching in blood for five years, the resulting sword was unbeatable, shattering countless weapons! It harvested myriad lives!

Thus, Situ Jing named it the Yanluo Sword.

How could such a divine weapon be countered by mere flesh and palms?

Had it not been for his Innate Qi Energy protecting him, the Sword-carrying Slave estimated that by now his own palms would have been severed by Xu Fan!

What surprised him even more was the Nine Heavens Sword Technique Xu Fan was using at this moment...

There was no way he had been practicing the Nine Heavens Sword Technique for more than a year, yet his Sword Intent was already complete! Within the elusive sword shadows, there was a faint hint of the charm of a Sword Immortal from the Nine Heavens!

Even Li Xiaochen could not match him!

It was known that when Situ Jing took Li Xiaochen as a direct disciple, it was precisely because he saw in him a one-in-a-million Sword Cultivator talent, suitable to learn the Nine Heavens Sword Technique.

This guy's talent was even more terrifying than Li Xiaochen's?

This...

A chilling thought, the Sword-carrying Slave steadied his defense, but under Xu Fan's impenetrable offense, a slight flaw inevitably appeared!

"Sword Breaks All Evils!"

In a flash, the blood-colored sword light outshone the stars in the sky! Under the dominance of Sword Qi! It enveloped the Sword-carrying Slave!

At this life-or-death juncture, he could no longer concern himself with the rules. Grimacing, he drew the sword from his back!

With a clang! Like a splash of moonlight, there was a rampant Sword Qi from the longsword in the hands of the Sword-carrying Slave!

Xu Fan's previous move was replicated in his hands!

The same move, yet lacking in Spiritual Energy, and even having lost the initiative, it quickly became flawed!

"This..."

In a mere moment, the Sword-carrying Slave's tiny flaw, under Xu Fan's storm-like assault, grew immensely, to the point where it would not take long for him to be defeated.

Such acute insight was truly terrifying.

Gongsun Qin, watching the battle from the side, was so shocked that she was rendered immobile as though petrified.

She thought back to the sword fight she had with Xu Fan during the day...

At that time, her weapon was broken by Xu Fan in just two moves, leaving her utterly frustrated.

Consoled by Xu Fan, she reassured herself that her dismal defeat was purely due to the disparity between their weapons.

But now it seems, it's not that simple...

Gongsun Qin smiled wryly and shook her head, fearing that if she had switched her weapon with his, she probably wouldn't have been his match either.

Bang!

Under the light of the moon, there was only the sound of the Sword-carrying Slave's scream as, pressed by the Yanluo Sword Qi, he was sent flying backward.

The victor had been decided.

Gongsun Qin couldn't help but smile at this moment, thinking the duel was indeed worth watching.

She had truly realized quite a lot.

Suddenly raising her eyebrows, Gongsun Qin couldn't help but wonder if this duel, having ended just now, was because Xu Fan had deliberately held back.

After all, his main purpose was to have her learn...

Shaking her head, Gongsun Qin dared not continue that thought; if it was true, this guy had far surpassed her.

"Hmm, I suppose I know now why Situ Jing is so fixated on me."

At that moment, Xu Fan walked forward, placing his sword at the Sword-carrying Slave's throat, and narrowed his eyes as he began to speak.

The Sword-carrying Slave's weapon, though not shabby, still fell a few degrees short in comparison with the Yanluo Sword in his own hand.

By giving such a divine weapon to Li Xiaochen, it was obvious that Situ Jing valued him greatly.

How could he not seek trouble with me after I killed Li Xiaochen?

"Xu Fan, don't kill him just yet!"

At that moment, Gongsun Qin came running over.

Earlier, this woman seemed eager to kill the Sword-carrying Slave outright, and now she was telling him not to do it?

Xu Fan couldn't help but frown, not understanding what Gongsun Qin was up to.

It wasn't clear if it was because she had picked up bad habits from being with him recently, but Gongsun Qin walked over without any mercy and kicked out fiercely.

With a snap, the kick fueled by Inner Strength, Xu Fan watched, guessing that it had probably broken the Sword-carrying Slave's leg...

"Are you asking me to let you have his head..."

Watching Gongsun Qin's merciless kick, Xu Fan sweated with embarrassment.

Was the person who had just told him not to kill the Sword-carrying Slave really Gongsun Qin?

After kicking once, Gongsun Qin felt quite relieved and looked at Xu Fan, saying, "Xu Fan, his sword."

Following Gongsun Qin's gesture toward the longsword that had fallen next to the Sword-carrying Slave, Xu Fan frowned.

"What's with that sword?"

Immediately, he asked the other party curiously.

Perhaps worried that the Sword-carrying Slave would overhear, Gongsun Qin pulled Xu Fan aside and, leaning close to his ear, whispered.

"Isn't that sword Situ Jing's? You could apply poison to it, aren't you dumb?"

"..."

After Gongsun Qin finished speaking, she also gave Xu Fan a look of disdain.

She seemed to feel superior, as if she stood on the peak of intelligence.

Xu Fan watched her smug expression, and his lips twitched involuntarily.

This woman had truly been corrupted by him...

A few days ago, suggesting that Gongsun Qin use poison?

Probably she would have rolled her eyes at him if he had brought it up.

But now, not only did she bring it up on her own, she even resented him for not thinking of it himself...

Impressive.

"Qin Er."

Seemingly anticipating his praise, Gongsun Qin looked at him expectantly, guessing how he might compliment her.

Xu Fan smiled and then patted Gongsun Qin's shoulder.

"You did great."

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