Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 2396: Chapter 2397: Cleaving Through the World

When he saw this little sword, Shen Gaoge’s pupils instantly contracted, and his tone became extremely sinister.

"It’s indeed the Shen Family’s Sword Heart, and of extremely high-quality bloodline inheritance. How could such a thing end up in your hands?"

Xue An smiled slightly, "If I say it was a gift from a friend before his death, would you believe me?"

The expression on Shen Gaoge’s face turned strange in an instant, as if annoyed yet appearing to sneer.

"What do you think?"

Xue An shook his head and sighed lightly, "Probably not!"

"Since you know I wouldn’t, then obediently accept your death!"

With these words, a raging Sword Intent erupted in Shen Gaoge’s eyes, and he immediately raised his hand to slash out a sword.

Rumble!

This sword was like a waterfall from the heavens, rushing towards Xue An with the force of Mount Tai collapsing.

Faced with this majestic sword might, an ordinary cultivator, let alone counterattacking, might directly kneel down and surrender out of fear.

But Xue An merely smiled faintly at this, "Good strike!"

Saying this, he raised his hand, and the Crimson Little Sword in his hand met Shen Gaoge’s sword at a perfect time and angle.

On one side was the grand and immense Sword Intent, on the other was the less than an inch-long Crimson Little Sword.

The contrast was extremely stark.

At least Su Feijing, who had come with Shen Gaoge, showed a smug and pleased expression upon seeing this scene.

In his view, Xue An was doomed to lose with just this strike.

But unexpectedly, upon seeing this sword, Shen Gaoge, who was charging at full speed, had a flash of astonishment in his eyes.

No other reason.

It was because Xue An’s sword was executed at such a perfect time and angle.

It made him feel as if he was actively sending himself onto the blade’s edge.

However, this feeling was fleeting. He then snorted coldly, and the Sword Intent around him suddenly boiled, causing the sword light in his hand to surge.

In an instant, the sword light traversed the distance between them, stabbing straight at Xue An’s forehead.

Everything happened so quickly that no one had time to react.

Yet in this critical moment, Xue An seemed to have anticipated it, and the Crimson Little Sword in his hand shifted abruptly to an almost impossible angle.

And this angle happened to be the weakest point of Shen Gaoge’s sword.

No sound, not even a stir of airflow.

The two swords collided silently.

But in the next second, Shen Gaoge’s previously overwhelming sword might deflated like a punctured balloon.

Then, the sword light dissipated, and the Sword Intent shattered.

Shen Gaoge grunted, retreated several hundred yards, and then stood in the air, his hands drooping, as a trickle of blood flowed down his left wrist.

The entire place fell silent.

Especially Su Feijing, who had thought Xue An was surely dead, now widened his eyes in disbelief, his face full of shock.

How could this guy push Shen Gaoge back in a sword Dao contest?

Could it be that his Cultivation Level in Sword Intent surpassed that of the Shen Family’s strongest?

How is this possible!

This series of thoughts flashed through Su Feijing’s mind, making his hairs stand on end.

Similarly, Si Mingqi, standing at the inn’s hall entrance, was equally horrified.

At this moment, aside from shock, he felt more relieved.

Thankfully!

Lucky I hadn’t actually fought with this young man!

Otherwise, just with us, we wouldn’t be enough for him to cut with one sword.

Didn’t see even the strongest of the Shen Family was defeated?

And at this moment, Shen Gaoge slowly lifted his head, and his eyes still burned with a fierce Sword Intent.

"What kind of secret technique is this?"

"Secret technique?" Xue An chuckled and shook his head, "This is not a secret technique, just the purest swordsmanship!"

Shen Gaoge was slightly shocked, "Then what kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Xue An casually twirled his sword, "I call this move ’The Immortal’s Guide’!"

"The Immortal’s Guide..." Shen Gaoge murmured softly, then his expression became solemn.

"I take back what I said earlier; your Sword Dao is indeed impressive, at least in your understanding of swordsmanship! But you can’t possibly be my match, so I advise you to surrender now and come with me to clarify matters!"

"With your talent in Sword Dao, as long as you haven’t done anything wrong, the Family Head might be lenient and let you off, perhaps even allowing you to join the Shen Family as a swordsman!"

Shen Gaoge slowly said, then watched Xue An, waiting for his response.

In his view, the conditions he offered were generous enough, and anyone with a bit of insight would heed his words.

But unexpectedly, after listening to Shen Gaoge’s words, Xue An chuckled and then raised his eyebrows slightly.

"So, you mean I should be grateful to the Shen Family?"

"Of course!" Shen Gaoge nodded naturally, "You must know that until now, no outsider has ever touched the Shen Family’s Sword Heart, and if any did, they would be dead by now; you’re the first!"

Xue An’s smile remained unchanged, but there was a faint trace of mockery in his eyes.

"But what if I refuse?"

Shen Gaoge’s eyes narrowed to a dangerous slit, coldly watching Xue An, and after a long while, he slowly spoke.

"You don’t really think that just by that one sword, you can truly defeat me, do you?"

"Whether or not, it must be tried to know, but if a swordsman doesn’t even have the courage to draw the sword, then he can’t be considered a true Sword Cultivator, don’t you agree?" Xue An said in a cold tone.

"Well said!" Shen Gaoge nodded, "Just for those words, you deserve my respect!"

With this, he flipped his right hand, thrust it into the void, and slowly drew out a long sword.

The sword was three feet three inches long, plain and simple, with just the sword edge glinting with starlight, like several pearls strung on a silver thread, captivating.

"This sword is named Rain Killer, obtained during my coming-of-age ceremony at Chengjian Mountain. It accompanied me through twenty-seven battles undefeated! I haven’t used it for a long time; today, to show my respect, I drew it!"

Saying this, Shen Gaoge held the sword, slightly nodded his head, and saluted Xue An from afar.

This was the acknowledgment between Sword Cultivators before a duel, like a handshake before a boxing match, signifying you are worthy of being his opponent.

Xue An’s expression also grew solemn, and he stood up to return the salute.

"The sword in my hand has no name, for it was a gift from an old friend. Therefore, I have always kept it by my side," Xue An said plainly.

Shen Gaoge was unmoved.

Respect was given, but he would not relent because of Xue An’s words.

So after the salutation, he suddenly raised his gaze, and the sword in his hand turned into a phantom, slashing towards the heavens.