The tail of the Immortal Execution Four Swords had not recovered the formidable quality it once possessed in the hands of the Tongtian Saint, but at this moment it had still reached the level of an Ancestor Immortal Artifact. It was famed for the path of slaughter, and its power was earth-shaking!
One sword struck out, tearing through the void and stabbing straight toward Tian Shu!
Tian Shu's expression shifted slightly. As he trembled, his body united with the Heavenly Dao, and an Iron Book abruptly appeared in his hand. It collided domineeringly with the Immortal Slaughtering Sword.
"Boom!"
Amid a thunderous crash, the Immortal Slaughtering Sword was repelled without accomplishing anything. Yet the Heavenly Dao where Tian Shu stood trembled lightly as well!
Zhong Shan stood atop the head of the Eight Extremes Heavenly Tail, the corners of his mouth lifting in a faint arc, as though everything were within his grasp.
Zhong Shan had schemed all his life. He used stratagems in the National War, stratagems in commercial battles, stratagems in the Imperial Court, and stratagems in diplomacy. Even in one-on-one combat, he had never abandoned the calculations of his mind. Zhong Shan understood that head-on clashes like those favored by Jin Peng and the others were forever the inferior form of combat. No matter how rich one's experience, how profound one's battle techniques, or how powerful one's suppression, it was all inferior combat.
One-on-one combat could also be divided into upper, middle, and lower forms.
The highest form of combat was subduing the enemy without fighting, just as Zhong Shan had often demonstrated in the past. With nothing but his mouth, he had defeated countless heroes beneath the heavens. That was because he had used his mind and his schemes.
The middle form of combat was a