The Demon Swordsman 2
Ch. 39 - Chaos Man
"The two of them are like this! Shit, we gotta go-!"
Not understanding where the blood was sticking out to wet his shirt, the man examined his own body and could only feel the pain radiating from the trunk of his throat. The incision wound had torn the veins on his neck all of a sudden.
The figure of Xin Chen who disappeared mysteriously and appeared in an unexpected place became the reason why even great warriors could barely dwell on it, they could not feel the air of the existence of the little boy. Had it been too late, Xin Chen had taken their lives mercilessly first.
But their Chief was still able to survive, the blood and tears on his body were unable to make the man fall. Using his pills and powerful healing power he managed to recover and turned to attack Xin Chen.
"You can't fool me anymore!" his cries tightened, right at the last second Xin Chen revealed himself, the man slashed down. Made Xin Chen's body get the impact of his sword attack.
"Hahahaha, too! Die!" The blasphemy began to blindly come attacking, Xin Chen held him down using a weapon, not allowing the opponent's sword to split his head just like that.
But in fact the power of the great swordsman seemed to be very difficult to counterbalance, to withstand his attacks alone Xin Chen had to hold his breath. Waiting for the time to recover the power of the Blood Ghost Mask and release himself from the enemy.
"You trying to run? You're just like a coward, only daring to attack from behind!"
Xin Chen laughed cynically, feeling that the man's words were even like making fun of himself. "Who are you talking about? Me or yourself?"
"You-you!" His annoyance added strength, making Xin Chen's sword begin to tremble and just wait for time to split. The longer the pressure he had to endure the more unstoppable, Xin Chen twisted his body as well as kicked his opponent's leg. Make his opponent fooled and use that time to escape.
"If you're afraid I'm cheating, you're. This time I won't hide anymore."
The man's face gradually delighted, facing Xin Chen head-on was clearly more advantageous than before. "I'll take your Devil Sword's name." He pointed at Xin Chen with his sword.
Xin Chen took out his father's headband, wearing it on his head. For a moment I knew why the figure of the little boy looked more like his father. Although the Head of the Group had never come face to face with the Demon Sword and only saw from a distance how the figure fought without fear of death, he was still able to recognize how terrifying air appeared when this demonic figure was ready to fight.
"That's the head... The Number One?!" His breath was hunting. "With that headband I'm sure everyone will kneel to me, hahahaha! This little boy, you're joking at me!?"
Clearly he felt victorious, the power of the great swordsman seemed unlikely to be resisted by a child. To reach this level of strength alone would at least take decades.
"You're gonna die in my hands!" his screams dashed swiftly towards Xin Chen, laughing in astonishment as he saw the Number One headband in front of his eyes. His hand moved to grab the headband, imagining his name would shake the martial world and take over this Number One title.
"The fire never goes out." Xin Chen let out a soft sound, avoiding the sharp stab before his eyes. "Water doesn't stop flowing."
The flow of the Xin clan sword that his father taught Xin Chen started to use, although he had never perfected it but this sword technique was recognized to be very efficient in one-on-one combat.
"Death to be reborn, to be an iron-fisted murderous demon."
The head of the group began to shudder in horror with the little boy he was facing, he shook his head expelling the bad thoughts that had stopped in his head. Prepare to launch more attacks in order to snatch the headband from Xin Chen. Perhaps killing the child was not a difficult thing if he could utilize the momentum appropriately.
Behind the thick fog something shone, Xin Chen walked slowly and raised himself. "You're there!" The man then cut through the body of his enemy without thinking, but something surprising happened. Although it looked real, Xin Chen's body was completely impenetrable by his sword.
"What-what?!!"
"That child seems to have already been able to use the original power of the Blood Ghost Mask." The Lightning Fox commented above the tall building, she raised her head facing the sky. "I guess the heirloom of the Blood Ghost Mask and the Forbidden Book have a close relationship, this is like that terrifying Blood Rain Illusion."
A moment the Thunder Fox recalled in the past before the Forbidden Book fell into his hands, where the book was still used carelessly by the Swordsman of the black stream and ended up claiming the lives of hundreds of powerful warriors on the side of the white stream.
Not only that, members of noble families who had great influence within the Empire were also involved. That day was a day where the world was shaken all out and the battle never ended.
War after war was declared, killing tens of thousands of lives, land and water became blood until a new peace could be obtained when Qiang Jun was born eleven years later.
The figure grew so fast and recaptured the weapon that was indeed created for him, from the many heavenly heirlooms Qiang Jun had only obtained two swords, the Book of Seven Keys and the Steel Phoenix. Restoring peace and defeating humanity's greatest enemy, unfortunately, he was the one who was killed at the end of the war itself.
The Lightning Fox glanced once again at Xin Chen, "If all those demonic weapons fall into your hands, would you still be able to keep your promise and stay on the right path?"
The fierce battle between the group Chief and Xin Chen was getting more and more unbalanced, learning from Xin Chen's previous fighting experience of tricking the enemy several times. Making the opponent's defensive wall collapse and stab his vital organs several times.
Now the enemy fell to his knees and fell sprawled with blood loss, inaudibly laughing arrogantly from his mouth again. Only a groan of pain came out and one second after he breathed his last.
The medics who had been watching Xin Chen's actions retreated slowly, gulping rough saliva in fear of the same fate as the warriors assigned to protect them all. None of them were left and all of them were exhausted in the blood-filled hands of Xin Chen.
"Please forgive us!" A woman in her 20s knelt down, begging for mercy for her life. Seeing how terrifying the way Xin Chen's opponent had died earlier, he couldn't imagine it happening to himself.
"What is all this body for?"
"That-that's..."
Xin Chen's sword unsheathed quickly, barely hitting his neck. "I don't know, I swear I don't know anything about it... Chief Yin had us gather these bodies to send to the Wei Empire." There was a sound of crying from his lips. Xin Chen looked at the others and they said the same thing.
Xin Chen's breathing sounded heavy, there were still many other mysteries he had to solve. Regarding this Valley of the Gods and the people of the Wei Empire. It seems that both sides are planning something. Of all those things Xin Chen was sure this all had something to do with the heirloom of the heavens.
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today the author gk can up to 2 ordinary kyk chapters, because there is a sudden business that must be resolved first, please understand yaa:D xiexie