"Pfft!..."
At the same moment Xu Taiping's punch cracked the Immortal Sword Molten Gold, Du Ziyin violently spat out a mouthful of blood mist, and his body crashed heavily to the ground with a thud.
He had long since refined the Molten Gold Flying Sword into his Life-Bound Flying Sword. They shared fortune and injury alike, so with Xu Taiping's punch cracking the Molten Gold Flying Sword, Du Ziyin naturally fared little better.
"No, no, impossible! You must be forcing yourself to hold on, Xu Taiping!"
Though Du Ziyin had yet to climb up after falling, he had already raised the arm with which he controlled his sword. Forming the Sword Finger again, he summoned Molten Gold from where it stood embedded nearby, then roared:
"Let's see how much longer you can hold on!"
When it came to defeating Xu Taiping, Du Ziyin harbored an obsession bordering on madness.
It was as though some unseen voice kept whispering in his ear:
"Du Ziyin, you can lose to anyone, but you must never lose to Xu Taiping!"
Clang!
The instant Du Ziyin finished speaking, the Molten Gold Flying Sword before his palm became a straight streak of fire and shot directly toward Xu Taiping with a whoosh.
Bang!
But the next instant, Xu Taiping sent the Immortal Sword Molten Gold flying with another punch.
"Pfft!..."
Du Ziyin vomited blood again.
Yet, having descended completely into madness, he ignored the grievous damage his Divine Soul suffered from the injury to his Natal Treasure and continued forcing his sword onward.
Clang!
Amid a sword cry and the sound of air being cleaved, the Immortal Sword Molten Gold once again became a streak of fire, shooting straight toward Xu Taiping.
Boom!
This time, before the Immortal Sword Molten Gold could approach, Xu Taiping had