Chapter 454: Falling Nine Heavens

The youth was executing his moves and reciting poetry, but his face turned black.

He had heard that "Fuck the Heavens."

But he couldn't really lash out.

Although the Huanhua Sword Sect hadn't produced any Heaven-Man or supreme experts in recent years, relying on the patronage of the Embroidered Uniform Guard and the reputation of being a peak sect, it had developed more and more prosperously, its momentum now chasing the Taishan Sect of the past. Even Heaven-Man sects had to be polite to them for the sake of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

But this had only intensified the *Jianghu* people's disdain for the Huanhua Sword Sect.

That "Fuck the Heavens" just now was proof.

But firstly, the man had blurted it out without meaning to curse; secondly, they were all comrades risking their lives together tonight, so it wasn't worth falling out over such a small matter.

But he was truly angry, so he added three parts of force to his sword-finger, swearing to subdue Li Miao in one move, at least to restore his sect's image in front of the people in the room.

This sword-finger move, although without *Qi*, was truly of extraordinary attainment.

The youth was the pride of the Huanhua Sword Sect's current generation, a personal disciple of Sect Leader Liu Chengxuan, and his talent was naturally extraordinary. The current Huanhua Sword Technique had also been personally re-edited by Li Miao, and in terms of subtlety, it was not inferior to any Heaven-Man inheritance.

This sword move was both false and real, turning sharply downward!

In an instant, it reached Li Miao's *Shanzhong* acupoint on his chest!

The other *Jianghu* people in the room nodded secretly, feeling that he was worthy of being a disciple of a peak sect, truly extraordinary. Just this move without *Qi* was something few people present could receive.

Not to mention Li Miao, who was holding a single hair.

Several people shifted their gaze to the side, waiting for the youth to subdue Li Miao so they could assign personnel.

Just at the moment their gazes shifted away.

"Sss!"

A suppressed cry of pain rang out.

Everyone first felt it was only natural, then suddenly reacted.

Why did this sound so young?

Turning their gaze back, they saw the youth, who had been full of confidence just a moment ago, clutching his finger, looking at Li Miao in disbelief, with a few drops of blood seeping from between his fingers.

The one who suffered a loss was actually the youth from the Huanhua Sword Sect!

And Li Miao, opposite him, was leisurely holding that hair, a drop of blood hanging from the tip, swaying with his movements, not falling at all.

"There's a problem with this sword move of yours."

Li Miao said with a smile.

The youth's face turned red again.

"Brother Li, you can talk about me, but you cannot talk about my sect..."

Li Miao shook his head and laughed.

"I'm talking about you."

"The person who created this sword technique was clearly a top-tier figure in the world, likely elegant and refined, so there's definitely no problem with the technique itself, you just used it wrong—come, I'll teach you, this move is used like this."

"Raise your hand."

Without waiting for the youth to respond, Li Miao flicked his hand, shaking the hair straight, and poked it toward the youth's face!

The youth often sparred with his *Shixiong* in the sect and was very familiar with how to break his own sect's techniques. He instinctively raised his fingers, covering the entire space in front of his chest, even preemptively defending against the follow-up "Falling Nine Heavens."

But he didn't expect Li Miao to not recite poetry, nor did he change his move; he just poked the hair straight toward his eyes, as if he wanted to poke him blind!

In the blink of an eye, it was only a few inches from his eyeball!

At this moment, the youth's arm had swung too far, and he had to instinctively defend in a hurry, raising his hand to block his eyes.

Just at this moment, Li Miao's mouth curled up.

"Flying stream straight down."

*Swish!

The hair suddenly fell, pointing toward his *Shanzhong* acupoint on his chest!