The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

Chapter 1559: Chapter 1657: Cold Cicada Sword

Cao Xuesheng revealed a faint smile, took down the ancient sword he carried on his back, and swayed it in his hand.

“The Cold Cicada Sword was left to me by my grandfather, I cannot give it to you Sealing Sword Pavilion.” Cao Xuesheng said with a smile.

The young man spat out a mouthful of straw: “If you don’t give it to me, I can only take it by force, and your head too, I’ll chop it off very swiftly, you won’t feel much pain.”

Cao Xuesheng narrowed his eyes, his face always bearing a gentle smile, suddenly drawing his sword from its sheath.

Ancient Sword Cold Cicada!

Cao Xuesheng was a rare left-handed swordsman, his Sword Qi was not particularly sharp but prevailed in its richness and continuity, as if it were endless.

The slovenly young man also slowly drew his Longsword, and in the flash of the blade, the cold tip of the sword had already appeared in front of Cao Xuesheng.

This sword strike could only be described as fast, so fast that the opponents often couldn’t even see the young man’s movement before dying under the sword edge.

It seemed that the young man had an excellent grasp of the timing of his sword strikes, and he had practiced this seemingly simple action to an unimaginable degree, often deciding life and death with the first strike.

“So fast!” Cao Xuesheng was inwardly shocked, yet his reaction was not slow at all, blocking the front with the Cold Cicada Sword in his hand.

Clang!

The collision of the two swords rang out like metal striking metal, Cao Xuesheng steadily retreating step by step, seemingly suppressed by the young man’s sword, but his grip on his sword remained extremely steady, without the slightest shake.

“Again!” The young man’s first strike failed, showing no sign of holding back, he directly slashed with his second sword.

Cao Xuesheng swung his sword to block, clearly seeing each of the young man’s strokes, and despite the young man’s extreme speed, Cao Xuesheng always managed to block at the most appropriate moment.

After seven or eight exchanges, the young man hadn’t landed a single strike on Cao Xuesheng.

“Not bad.” The young man laughed heartily, suddenly quickening his steps, his sword also becoming more elusive.

Cao Xuesheng squinted his eyes, his expression calm as an ancient well, majestic power flowing within the Cold Cicada Sword.

Hum!!!

He swung his sword, the Cold Cicada Sword cutting through the air, not caring about the young man’s elusive sword shadows, directly aiming at the young man’s face.

“Eh?” The young man uttered in surprise, not expecting his opponent to be so bold, without any hesitation or delay, striking the most forceful sword.

This defensive yet aggressive strategy was extremely risky, misapplication could lead to one’s own demise.

But Cao Xuesheng was confidently composed, his sword strike was tremendously powerful, adopting an approach of wide swings and cuts, disregarding the young man’s strange sword moves, intending to block your further strikes.

Indeed, the young man had no choice but to block Cao Xuesheng’s sword.

Just when the young man was preparing to deflect, unexpectedly, Cao Xuesheng changed his sword move, not aiming at the face but instead targeting the young man’s lower body.

“Playing dirty?” The young man exclaimed, kicking the ground, his figure swiftly retreating, not engaging with Cao Xuesheng further.

Cao Xuesheng remained silent, as a chilling cold burst forth from the Cold Cicada Sword suddenly.

Although the young man retreated quickly, he was still touched by the frost, his abdomen freezing into ice.

Cao Xuesheng’s face still bore a gentle smile as he looked at the young man and said: “Your sword is not bad, but if you want to kill me, I’m afraid it’s not enough.”

The young man furrowed his brows; what Cao Xuesheng said was that the sword was good, but not the swordsmanship – which means your swordsmanship is considered nothing in the eyes of Cao Xuesheng.

Looking down at his abdomen, the coldness was extremely severe, causing his abdomen to freeze; the cold even eroded his internal organs, causing him some discomfort at this moment.

But that was all; the young man’s cultivation was not weaker than Cao Xuesheng’s. With the operation of vitality within his body, he easily dispelled the coldness.

“The Cold Cicada Sword is indeed formidable, and you are strong too, but Sealing Sword Pavilion sent me to kill you. If I fail, it will be hard to explain when I return,” said the young man, patting himself as he spoke.

Cao Xuesheng smiled: “Why don’t you come back with me to Sky Swallowing Palace? With your skills, if you can’t do anything else, watching the gate should still be feasible.”

Upon hearing this, the young man laughed: “Watching the gate? Sounds pretty good.”

Before the sound of his words fell, Cao Xuesheng had already made his move again, his Longsword tearing through the air, its momentum fierce and unparalleled.

The young man finally stopped laughing and took the opponent before him seriously.

Taking a deep breath, the young man only moved when the Cold Cicada Sword was close to his face.

It was just like when Cao Xuesheng blocked the young man’s first sword move, this time the young man’s sword suddenly guarded in front of him, colliding with the Cold Cicada Sword.

Immediately after, the young man charged towards Cao Xuesheng with his body.

Cao Xuesheng was unable to retreat in time and was struck in the chest by the young man’s shoulder, feeling a suffocation in his chest and almost spitting out blood.

“Die!”

The killing move was still to come; the young man surprisingly grabbed Cao Xuesheng’s sword-wielding left hand with one hand and, wielding a sword with the other hand, embraced Cao Xuesheng from behind and fiercely stabbed toward Cao Xuesheng’s back heart.

This move was extremely tricky, not a standard maneuver in Sword Tao, and more like a trick used in street brawls.

Cao Xuesheng was unable to move, his sword hand seized by the young man, and their bodies almost stuck together with a cold light attacking from behind, seemingly unstoppable.

The young man’s mouth corner revealed a smile, just as he was about to succeed, an unexpected event occurred.

An icy blast burst from the Cold Cicada Sword, targeting not only the young man but also enveloping Cao Xuesheng in the icy air.

For a moment, both Cao Xuesheng and the young man were frozen together, with the young man’s sword just a few inches away from Cao Xuesheng’s back heart, almost ready to penetrate Cao Xuesheng’s body.

Unfortunately, it was just a matter of a little bit; the icy air from the Cold Cicada Sword froze them both.

If someone else had been present, they would certainly witness a very strange sight.

Two men, closely stuck together, frozen in a large block of ice, even their facial expressions solidified.

The freeze only lasted a few breaths, followed by cracking sounds, the ice shattered, and the young man, wanting to continue the stabbing, had already lost the opportunity.

Cao Xuesheng forcefully twisted his body, and that Longsword only slashed across Cao Xuesheng’s arm, failing to stab into Cao Xuesheng’s back heart.

Bang!

However, the young man also suffered; his focus entirely on his next sword move, he did not expect Cao Xuesheng to resolve it while simultaneously kicking fiercely, landing directly on the young man’s abdomen.

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