"If this is all the strength you have," Fang Yuan said, knocking aside the blade with icy eyes, "then the only one dying today will be you!"
Before his words had even faded, the attack of the chopping knife in his hand changed abruptly!
The Five Tiger Severing Gate Saber Technique was unleashed at full force. Its blade light resembled the fangs of a ferocious tiger, every move aimed at Tu Lie's vital points!
"The Five Tiger Severing Gate Saber Technique?!" Tu Lie cried out in shock. He recognized the technique,
but he had never seen anyone wield it with such ruthless ferocity! This was practically a saber technique born for slaughter!
His own saber technique remained swift and tyrannical, powerful and heavy, yet compared to Fang Yuan's nimble blade light, it somehow appeared clumsy and sluggish.
His saber technique was clearly more practiced, but compared to Fang Yuan's saber work—agile and savage like a true tiger—it lacked that innate momentum.
If Fang Yuan's saber was a young tiger just beginning to show its claws, yet already bearing the majesty of a tiger, then Tu Lie's saber was an old wolf—experienced, cunning, and cruel.
A young tiger was still a tiger!
The longer Tu Lie fought, the more alarmed he became, cold sweat soaking his back.
He discovered that the strength and saber technique he had always been proud of could not gain him the slightest advantage against his opponent.
Instead, Fang Yuan's elusive chopping knife forced him into a desperate scramble, leaving several burning bloody wounds on his body.
At this rate, he would die!
At the threshold of life and death, his mind inevitably faltered, and an exceedingly subtle hesitation appeared in his saber technique.
In that instant, as swift as a spark from flint!
A jet-black blade