The melon-eating swordsman in the ancient dragon world.

Chapter 499 Killing Tiehu with One Sword
Just when Tiehu was about to kill and unleash his magical whip skills, Tie Kaicheng drew his sword.

Although Xie Xiaofeng gave him a sample in the original book, Tie Kaicheng did not use Xie Xiaofeng's method.

In the original novel, Xie Xiaofeng not only drank alcohol, but also hadn't practiced martial arts for a long time. More importantly, he was injured at the time and was not in the best condition at all.

So he used cleverness to break force, and seized the flaw in the moment when the Whip Magic Skill was first exerted. He followed the momentum and used Tiehu's strength to break his own magic skill, directly shattering all the bones in his body into pieces.

But there was no need for Tie Kaicheng to do this, and he had long wanted to find a top master to test his sword with.

Aren’t Fengyun Leihu and Lei Zhentian qualified opponents?

Tie Kaicheng drew his sword, and the long sword drew an elegant arc in the air. The speed seemed slow but was actually fast. Almost everyone could see the trajectory of the sword light, but after they reacted, they found that the sword light had filled their field of vision.

Tiehu's feeling is particularly prominent.

At the same time that Tie Kaicheng drew his sword, his magical whip skill had already been activated. Logically speaking, the power of the whips should be able to spread throughout his body in an instant, making him indestructible and powerful.

But he found that time suddenly slowed down, the expressions of the people watching seemed to be frozen, the fallen leaves floated slowly in the air, the treetops swayed in slow motion, and he could even feel the slightest and intermittent wind blowing across his skin.

At the same time, the circulation of his strength also slowed down. He could actually clearly feel his strength being transmitted through his body section by section, and he was completely unable to speed up.

Tiehu was extremely surprised to find that his thoughts had surpassed the passage of time in an instant.

But after the surprise came horror, because he found that there was one thing that did not slow down, and that was Tie Kaicheng's sword.

Tie Kaicheng's sword drew a graceful arc and slowly and firmly stabbed towards his throat.

Tiehu could see the long sword coming. He wanted to resist, but he couldn't lift his hands. He wanted to dodge, but he couldn't move his legs. The strength in his body was still following the path of a string of whips.

It seemed as if it could spread throughout the body in the next moment, and yet it seemed as if it would never end.

There was endless fear in Tiehu's pupils.

With his martial arts skills and knowledge, he certainly knew what this meant.

Sword Intention! Mental Suppression!
Tie Kaicheng's martial arts actually reached this legendary realm. Compared with various conventional means during a duel, such as behavioral hints, verbal provocations, and mentality adjustments, this kind of "momentum" suppression is the ultimate pursuit of people in the martial arts world.

"Broken! Broken! Broken!"

"Open! Open! Open!"

Tiehu shouted wildly in his heart. He knew that this kind of "momentum" was just an illusion. As long as his heart was strong enough and his spirit was firm enough, he could break through the pressure of this "momentum".

However, even though he screamed wildly in his heart, his whole body did not move at all. The force of the whip circulated in his body, but it did not bring him a sense of security. Instead, it was like a ticking countdown to his death.

Because the light of Tie Kaicheng's sword was in perfect sync with the crackling sound of his bones, Tiehu could feel that at the moment when his whip magic power was flowing throughout his body, Tie Kaicheng's sword was piercing his throat.

In the eyes of others, time actually passed very quickly, but to Tiehu who was in the middle of it, he felt that every second was like a year.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Tiehu's whip force spread throughout his body in an instant, but just as the sound of his joints disappeared, Tie Kaicheng's sword tip pierced into Tiehu's throat. At the moment the long sword pierced into his throat, Tiehu's senses returned to normal again.

Nothing around him had changed. The only change was that there was a sword in Tie Kaicheng's raised hand. The tip of the sword was an inch inside his throat, but no blood had flowed out yet.

The fear in Tiehu's eyes had not yet dissipated. He looked at the smooth sword spine in front of him in disbelief. The shiny sword spine reflected his disbelieving eyes and expression.

Opposite him, Tie Kaicheng sighed, and could not help but admire the power of the Fifteenth Deadly Sword. This was the qualitative change brought about by sword intent, sword momentum, and mental suppression.

If he didn't use the Fifteenth Deadly Sword, Flying Fairy from the Sky, Sword Drawing Technique and other special moves, but only used ordinary moves to fight Tiehu, he could certainly kill him, but the fight would definitely take a long time.

Tiehu's martial arts were definitely not weak, and he was hard to be injured by swords and knives. With sufficient defense, it would take Tie Kaicheng at least dozens of moves to kill him.

But with this unique skill that suppresses the spiritual realm, a slight difference can mean the difference between life and death, and victory or defeat is decided in the blink of an eye.

Of course, performing this kind of move is by no means an easy task. It requires concentration of one's energy and spirit, and it is quite tiring to perform one move. It is not even easier than fighting with others for dozens of rounds.

So Ximen Chuxue could kill Ye Gucheng or Gusong with one move, but he also fought with Shi He for 49 swords.

That’s why Li Xunhuan didn’t carry many flying knives with him, because every one of his knives was a special move.

What made this clear was the "Crescent Moon Scimitar". Ding Peng had inherited the power of the Demon Cult's leader, and his attacks were always done with his special sword moves, but he could only chop dozens of times in a short period of time.

——Whose great master, who is so feared by the world, becomes weak after only a few dozen strikes?

Tiehu finally took his eyes off the sword and looked at Tie Kaicheng who was holding the sword. He had put away the horror in his eyes and regained his calm. He just looked at Tie Kaicheng with curiosity.

"This is the Thirteen Deadly Swords." Tie Kaicheng said.

There was a flash of relief, sadness, and self-mockery in Tiehu's eyes. He finally realized that he was a clown. He was already a clown when he faced Yan Shisan eight years ago.

Tie Kaicheng did not comfort Tiehu, because eight years ago, even if it was not so easy for Yan Shisan to kill Tiehu, the result would not have changed.

Tiehu took a step back and pulled his neck free from the sword.

Blood was splattered, and he finally uttered a few words in a difficult and hoarse voice, "Good swordsmanship!"

The next moment, Tiehu fell to the ground with his back to the sky, his breath dissipated, and his life force was gone.

Everyone stared at Tie Kaicheng and Tiehu in a daze. They felt like they just blinked their eyes and Tiehu was dead.

Lao Miaozi said blankly, "He's not that powerful..."

Jin Lanhua nodded. She actually didn’t know how powerful Tiehu was. She just felt that it was funny that he had said so much confidence before but died in just one move.

But Xue Keren knew what kind of person Tiehu was. By reversing her thinking, she knew why Tie Kaicheng dared to tease Xie Xiaofeng.

Sun Xingyu looked at Tie Kaicheng with a look of great surprise, "So that's how it is. You only want to keep Tiehu's hand, but he wants to keep his life!"

(End of this chapter)