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. There was no room for any mistakes.
"But for sword cultivators, as long as this body is enough, the most important thing is the sword in your hand."
When Shang Jiu said this, he leaned forward, his steps suddenly accelerated, and in a few steps he rushed to Xu Taiping with a knife in hand.
"Uh-huh!"
Amidst the sound of sound breaking through the air, Shang Jiu's knife slashed horizontally towards Xu Taiping's neck.
The angle at which he drew the knife was very tricky. Xu Taiping was unable to confront him like before, so he could only step back and look for an opportunity to draw the knife.
But Shang Jiu seemed to have guessed the direction of his retreat. He held the blade still, pointed the tip towards Xu Taiping's throat, and stabbed out.
Xu Taiping had to retreat again.
But every move he made was accurately guessed by Shang Jiu. If his movement and reaction were not fast enough, and he could block with his sword in time, he would have been stabbed more than a dozen times.
What's more important is that Shang Jiu's sword is getting faster and faster, and more and more fierce.
If he were an ordinary martial artist, faced with Shang Jiu's fierce sword power, he might not be able to hold on for even a cup of tea, and he would eventually make a mistake in his hand due to panic and be unable to catch Shang Jiu's sword.
But Xu Taiping and Sword Demon have fought tens of thousands of times in the Sword Domain. Sword Demon has changed hundreds of sword techniques, and used him to test the sword in thousands of ways. In this situation, it can't even be considered as a warm-up.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Amidst the clash of iron and steel, the knife in Xu Taiping's hand was like a shield. No matter how fast or tricky Shang Jiu's knife was, he could catch it.
In the tens of thousands of fights with the sword ghost, Xu Taiping learned more about blocking the sword than how to draw the sword.
Once, during a whole night of sword testing, he blocked almost every sword of the sword ghost. It was not until dawn that his soul became extremely exhausted, and the sword ghost found the opportunity to kill him with a single blow.
"boom!"
As another of his sword strikes was blocked by Xu Taiping, the relaxed look on Shang Jiu's face gradually turned serious.
If he could block it once or twice, it could be said to be coincidence or talent, but if he blocks every one of his swords like this at this moment, then this explanation cannot be used.
"It's not a coincidence, it's not talent. Only hard training day after day and year after year can we achieve this point."
When he thought of this, Shang Jiu looked at Xu Taiping with no look of contempt anymore.
"boom!"
At this moment, his slash was blocked by Xu Taiping.
The difference this time was that there was a tingling sensation in his palm.
At this moment, he was fighting Xu Taiping with a sword. Once he stopped, the sword would break.
So Shang Jiu ignored it and continued to push Xu Taiping into a blind corner step by step as planned.
According to his plan, even if Xu Taiping could block every one of his swords, as long as Xu Taiping was pushed into that blind corner, Xu Taiping wouldn't be able to use his sword, so it was naturally impossible to block his sword again.
"boom!"
As the sound of iron clashing sounded again, Shang Jiu's long-planned and exquisite sword strike 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 in years.
Perhaps it was because of this that he failed to notice that the hand holding the knife was already covered in blood.
"boom!"
"Um?"
But as the two swords collided again, Shang Jiu finally realized this.
His hand holding the knife was injured.
And not only the superficial flesh injuries, but also the muscles and bones on the palm have been damaged, and even the knife began to hurt when he held it.
"boom!"
Although the pain was still there, Shang Jiu's sword power did not stop, but it was still the same as before. No matter how fast he struck the sword or how tricky the angle was, Xu Taiping could still block it.
But this time, at the moment when the two knives collided, he finally realized where the injury on his hand came from.
With a crisp "click" sound, the phalanx of his index finger broke under a strange trembling force.
"It's An Jin!"
Shang Jiu's face became a little ugly.
"He used An Jin when fighting with the sword, and he didn't use all his strength as soon as he came up, but gradually increased the strength of An Jin, so that my hand would not feel strange, and the damage of An Jin would be healed little by little. It accumulated in the palm of my hand, and by the time I found it, the hand was almost destroyed."
Thinking of this, Shang Jiu suddenly broke out in a layer of cold sweat on his forehead.
"Uh-huh!"
After deceiving Xu Taiping with a feint of his knife, Shang Jiu suddenly flew back and put some distance away from Xu Taiping.
He raised his palm and took a look, only to see that the palm of his hand was bloody and bloody, and the muscles and bones on his palm were also seriously damaged.
If it hadn't been discovered in time, I'm afraid this hand would really become useless.
"It's a pity. With one or two more swords, I can cripple the senior."
Xu Taiping put away his knife and smiled at Shang Jiu.
As Shang Jiu speculated, Xu Taiping did some tricks when fighting Shang Jiu.
But that was not An Jin, but Qian Zhong Jin that Fairy Lingyue taught him.
In order not to let Shang Jiu find out, he added one thousand weights at a time, until the last blow, it was only thirty times.
But under the accumulation of blows, Shang Jiu's hand had been seriously damaged without even realizing it.
Although he was still discovered by Shang Jiu, for a sword cultivator, no matter how minor the injury on his hand was, it could be a fatal flaw in a fight with the enemy.
"Wonderful."
Shang Jiu smiled and clapped his hands.
"I, Shang Jiu, am indeed old. I used to like to use my brain, but after I broke through the God Refining, I became lazier and lazier. I always feel that things can be solved with one knife, so why bother using my brain?"
He shook off the blood on his hands and shook his head with emotion.
But immediately, he raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Xu Taiping and said:
"But I was also young when I was young, and I used to be as thoughtful as you."
Xu Taiping heard something in Shang Jiu's words, so he said nothing and just stared at him quietly.
"When I was young, in order not to be seen through by my opponent at once, I specially practiced swordsmanship with my left hand. I practiced and practiced, and finally I developed a set of swordsmanship that was stronger than that of my right hand."
Having said this, Shang Jiu changed the knife to his left hand.
