Mortal bone

Xu Taiping remained calm when he heard the words.

Unlike Shang Jiu, this competition is not only about his life and death, but also about the life and death of the elder brother, and no mistakes are allowed.

"But for a knife repairer, it's enough to use this specific spirit, the most important thing is the knife in hand."

When Shang Jiu said this, he leaned forward, his footsteps accelerated suddenly, and within three or two steps, he was already rushing towards Xu Taiping with a knife in his hand.

"Shh!"

Amid the sound of piercing the air, Shang Jiu's saber slashed across Xu Taiping's neck.

The angle of his saber attack was very tricky, Xu Taiping couldn't confront him like before, so he could only dodge and back away to look for the opportunity of the saber attack.

But Shang Jiu seemed to have guessed the direction of his retreat, the blade stopped, the point of the blade pointed at 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 it wasn't for his quick movement and reaction, he swung his knife to block in time, he might have already received more than a dozen knives on his body.

More importantly, Shang Jiu's knives are also becoming faster and more fierce.

If it was an ordinary martial artist, facing Shang Jiu's fierce saber, he might not be able to hold on for a cup of tea, because he would panic in his heart and eventually make a mistake in his hand and be unable to catch Shang Jiu's saber.

But Xu Taiping and the sword ghost have fought tens of thousands of times in the sword domain, the sword ghost has changed hundreds of sword techniques, and thousands of routines have been tried with him, the current situation is not even a warm-up.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Amidst the sound of iron being struck, the saber in Xu Taiping's hand was like a shield, no matter how fast or tricky Shang Jiu's saber 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 use the sword.

Once, during the whole night of knife testing, he almost blocked every knife from the ghost of the sword. It was not until dawn that his spirit became extremely exhausted, and then the ghost of the sword found the right opportunity to kill him.

"boom!"

As Xu Taiping blocked another of his stabs, the relaxed expression on Shang Jiu's face gradually became serious.

If it can be blocked once or twice, it can still be said to be a coincidence or talent, but at this moment, every knife is blocked like this, then this kind of explanation must not be used.

"It's not a coincidence, it's not talent, only hard training day after day, year after year, can achieve this level."

With this in mind, Shang Jiu looked at Xu Taiping without any contempt.

"boom!"

At this moment, Xu Taiping blocked his slash.

But this time the difference was that there was a stabbing pain in his palm.

At this moment, he is fighting with Xu Taiping, once the sword stops, it will be broken.

So Shang Jiu ignored it and continued to push Xu Taiping to a dead end step by step as planned earlier.

According to his plan, even if Xu Taiping was able to block every stab he made, as long as Xu Taiping was forced to that corner, Xu Taiping would not even be able to use the saber, so naturally it would be impossible to block his saber again.

"boom!"

As the sound of iron colliding was heard again, Shang Jiu's long-planned delicate strike was once again blocked by Xu Taiping.

Although it was expected, Shang Jiu still felt a sense of frustration.

He hasn't experienced this feeling for many years.

It may be because of this that he didn't realize that his hand holding the knife was already covered with blood.

"boom!"

"Ok?"

But with another collision of two knives, Shang Jiu finally realized this.

His knife hand was injured.

And it's not just the superficial flesh wounds, the muscles and bones on the palms have been damaged, even when holding the knife, there is pain.

"boom!"

Although the pain was still there, Shang Jiu's saber movement still did not stop, but it was still the same as before, no matter how fast he swung the saber and 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 how the injury on his hand came from.

Accompanied by a crisp "click", the phalanx of his index finger broke apart under a strange trembling force.

"It's dark energy!"

Shang Jiu's face became a little ugly.

"He used Anjin when he was fighting with the knife, and he didn't use all his strength as soon as he came up, but increased the strength of Anjin little by little, so that my hand didn't feel strange, and the damage of Anjin was gradually reduced. It is accumulated in the palm of my hand, and when I find it, the hand is almost destroyed."

Thinking of this, a layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on Shang Jiu's forehead.

"Shh!"

After bluffing Xu Taiping with a dagger, Shang Jiu suddenly flew back, keeping a distance from Xu Taiping.

He raised his palm to take a look, only to see that the palm was bloody and bloody, and the muscles and bones on the palm were also severely damaged.

If it is not discovered in time, I am afraid that this hand will really be useless.

"It's a pity, one or two more knives, and I can destroy the senior."

Xu Taiping put away the knife and smiled at Shangjiu.

As Shang Jiu speculated, Xu Taiping did do some tricks when fighting with Shang Jiu.

But that wasn't dark energy, but the Thousand Weights Energy that Fairy Lingyue taught him.

In order not to let Shang Jiu find out, he added the thousand weights weight by weight one by one, until the last knife, he only added thirty weights.

But under the accumulation of knives and knives, Shang Jiu's hand has been seriously injured unconsciously.

Although it was still discovered by Shang Jiu, for a knife repairman, no matter how minor the injury on the hand is, it may be a fatal flaw when fighting the enemy.

"Wonderful."

Shang Jiu smiled and clapped his hands.

"I, Shangjiu, are indeed old. I used to like to use my brain very much, but after breaking through to refine the gods, I became more and more lazy. I always think that things that can be solved with one knife, why bother with that brain?"

He shook the blood off his hands and shook his head with emotion.

But immediately, he raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Xu Taiping again, saying:

"But the old man was also young, and he used to be like you, who loves to use his brain."

Xu Taiping heard that there was something in Shang Jiu's words, so he didn't say anything, just watched him quietly.

"When I was young, in order not to be seen through by my opponent, I specially practiced my left-handed saber. I practiced and practiced. In the end, I actually developed a set of saber techniques that are stronger than my right hand."

Having said that, Shang Jiu switched the saber to his left hand.