Hu Xiaotian excelled at touching precisely the sore spot no one wanted mentioned. His research into psychology in his previous life had not been wasted, after all. Everyone had weaknesses, even a master like Feng Xingyun. The greater the master, the more he valued his reputation above all else.
Feng Xingyun roared, "Bastard! If I don't kill you today, I swear I'm not a man!" With his right hand, he drew a long saber from behind his back. It was longer than the Delicate-Brow Saber, and considerably broader and thicker. Apparently, Feng Xingyun still had quite a few substitutes on hand.
Using Secret Voice Transmission, Hu Xiaotian told Yan Nujiao, "Take them to the back courtyard first. I'll deal with him. Remember, you must protect the princess."
Feng Xingyun swooped down from the main hall's roof, raising his saber overhead with both hands. Man and blade became one. To an onlooker, his entire body resembled a peerless saber, its edge laid bare, its murderous aura overwhelming.
Hu Xiaotian had just fought Feng Xingyun, using the Flexible Sword against Feng Xingyun's Delicate-Brow Saber. Throughout most of that exchange, Hu Xiaotian had been at a disadvantage. Only at the very end had inspiration struck, and he had realized that External Sword Qi was not the only way to kill an enemy invisibly. His Void Art could achieve the same effect. More importantly, he was still far from controlling External Sword Qi at will; sometimes it worked, sometimes it did not. His use of the Void Art, however, had already reached the point where it obeyed his every intention.
Although the long saber Feng Xingyun wielded this time was no ordinary weapon, it could not compare with the Delicate-Brow Saber. Hu Xiaotian's discernment far surpassed his own fighting prowess, and he had already