Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect-Chapter 858 - 442: Junior and Senior Brothers (Part 2)

But after a few attempts, Cang Long had already seen through Chen Xuantian’s real abilities, and was no longer bothered to pay attention to him. He casually flicked the Soft Sword in his hand, transforming it into a horsetail whisk, casually parrying and blocking, while communicating with his brothers behind him.

"The Blood Demon Great Dao Body is immortal and indestructible, but his skills are not refined yet, still unfinished. There must be the Blood God’s Son hidden elsewhere, we need to find and destroy it."

"It’s your grandma who lacks skill! If you have the guts, come and break it!"

Treated with such contempt by this White-Haired Elder, Chen Xuantian was both furious and perplexed; but the angrier he got, the faster he slashed, yet he couldn’t land a hit on the opponent. Either the sword went into emptiness or was parried or deviated by a tiny margin.

This was strange; in terms of combat power attributes, the two of them should be on par, especially since breaking the Micro Dust Array, receiving the Divine Sect’s Array Daoist Skill blessings, Chen Xuantian should have a three-point advantage.

Even if Chen Xuantian’s swordsmanship wasn’t refined, and his attacks are reckless, wasn’t it the case that the Yazi Demon Beast form, although nobody controlled it, relied purely on beastly power, violently charging forward?

Yet the current situation is completely different from earlier, when the three couldn’t handle it!

Just this White-Haired Elder alone, casually parrying and dodging, he managed to suppress him! What was going on!?

Could it be that Chen Xuantian was actually a weak chicken! Operating as a substitute, causing a decrease in combat power instead!?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

Now, this time even a man’s dignity was at stake, Chen Xuantian had no choice but to keep calm, focus his mind, adjust tactics timely, and observe the opponent’s moves.

Believe it or not, Chen Xuantian actually noticed some things.

Xuankong Infinite Sword.

Xuan means Dao, Kong means Void, Wuliang means limitless.

The so-called no beginning no end, infinite and boundless, Cang Long’s set of Xuankong Infinite Sword, both horsetail whisk and Soft Sword, cascading like mercury, is infinitely profound, yet ever-changing without losing its essence, clearly an extremely profound inner family Qi Gong transformation.

Its sword moves can generate and transform like water flow, Inner Strength can also be infinitely transformed, sometimes with deep and profound power like an abyss, unmoving like a cliff, other times with force reaching a thousand prowess, moving like breaking waves, or like light and floating snow, falling with no trace. Its evolution in the ways of Void and reality has reached perfection, like wind and water, yet like a mountain.

Ordinary people come to duel swords with him, can’t withstand more than three to five moves, soon getting manipulated into a disordered state, losing balance, immediately receiving a fierce attack hitting vital areas, at best the sword misses the hand, meridians break, at worst a sword lands, leading to death.

But fortunately, Chen Xuantian was now using the Tie Dan Daoist’s Body, the strongest in this world, with Inner Power and External Force reaching the peak, plus the Array Power Heavenly Dao’s blessing, Cang Long, though seemingly calm on the surface, actually didn’t dare to really engage in a hard confrontation, likely fearful that once involved in the sword fighting and Battle Qi’s conventions, upon starting proper confrontation waves, losing the Array Dao’s protection, he’d be no match.

Thus, after thirty rounds of dueling, every sweep of Chen Xuantian’s sword, Cang Long only disassembled, unloaded, coiled, drew, exerting all methods to divert that astonishing sword power off to the side, sending the horrifying sword power crashing into a pool of blood swamp, roaring with torrents of Blood Rain, overwhelming Blood Wind, draping the heavens in a crimson glow.

In such intense battle for both sides, it truly was a peak duel, difficult to divide. Chen Xuantian also calmed the anger and truly engaged with Cang Long’s moves.

After all, the battles he engaged in were either too low-end or too high-end, essentially too extreme, either he instantly smashes or gets smashed, rarely having the chance to meet an expert like Cang Long who feeds moves; he finally treated the opponent as a sparring partner, not merely relying on sword power to clash vigorously but was pondering how to actively use the Blood Sword to entangle with the opponent’s horsetail whisk Soft Sword, simultaneously learning the technique of energy transfer and Dark Force eruption. Feeling that, compared to Tie Dan’s who relies on who is faster, this method was truly the sword moves.

"Infinite Void Profound!"

However, Cang Long is neither blind nor foolish, he is well aware that this smart bastard is extraordinary, can’t muddle with him, otherwise even Xuankong Infinite Sword would be sneaked learned; right then, he isn’t willing to continue playing, thus suddenly shifts from defense to offense, shaking the horsetail whisk, one circle of Sword Flower swings, thrashing out Sword Flowers sky-high, with countless sword shadows, endless sword light like a peacock spreading feathers, tightly interweaving, intertwining, like numerous limitless blades, Sword Rain storming head on! Instantly twisting the Blood Shadow into a blade sword storm! Thousand swords Blood Wind shattering! Actually, one sword sweeps into fragments! Directly secluding into endless Blood Flowers in the sky!

Indeed, at this point Chen Xuantian could perceive the Infinite Sword, but Cang Long also comprehensively saw through his abilities.

Experts knew what was what from the first touch, Cang Long with a glance recognized although this guy had astonishing talent, Divine Skill stunning, Taoist Body awe-inspiring, yet, he hasn’t actually really been in battle and killed anyone.

So these tightly packed, overly intricate, flamboyant but ineffective, used to bully weaklings and slaughter tactics, if facing Tie Dan like seasoned in battle, dancing on the knife-edge Sword Immortal expert would naturally be useless, already broken through the gap by Lightning Sword stab, purely wasting Qi Power.

But Chen Xuantian couldn’t break it, because truly he was a weakling. Seeing the Weakness, but not necessarily reacting, even if reacted, not necessarily daring to strike through, frightened in every direction, both wanting to parry, wanting to dodge, thinking too much yet lacking experience, weak yet untrained, certainly one wrong sword landing leading to countless swords bearing down, swept into storms shattered to fragments!