It was hardly strange for Li Poxiao to use this kind of Sword Song that burned his own lifeblood, but this was the first time I had seen him enter this state so early. No matter how furious he became, he had always used the orthodox Sword Songs of the Qian-Kun Dao in a measured manner to slaughter his enemies.
So the moment he used this vicious sword, it meant he had entered a state of explosive power. I knew exactly what would happen next: just as before, he would activate the possession of the Heaven Sword Elder Immortal. I simply didn't know whether an attack like this would work against Lord Sword Taster.
Lord Sword Taster's strength had completely overturned my understanding of all sword immortals. It wasn't as though I had never encountered a Drunken Sword before, but those had all been states of drunkenly forgetting passion and recalling the past. Even if one entered a deeper state of intoxication, one still needed to condense one's sword intent, didn't one? If one couldn't concentrate one's sword intent, the Sword Song would not even be halfway sung before the Sword Qi dispersed completely. So even if it could only be called drunkenness in a certain sense, it was utterly different from Lord Sword Taster's genuine drunkenness now!
After drinking, he was bold enough to challenge the heavens, wielding his sword without considering anything at all and relying entirely on his own whims. Yet his swordsmanship was bizarre to the extreme. His movements and sword techniques deviated far too greatly from those of ordinary immortals, possessing a powerful effect that left one lost in a maze. Combined with his utterly uninhibited drunken nature, his strength had reached a level I scarcely dared imagine.
In the way of swordsmanship, one could