
By then the sun had set, the night had come so quickly with the moon shining so quietly. The full moon accompanied Xin Chen who was still searching for Ye Long to all corners. There was no sign of the presence of the demon. Asking the people in this place was also useless, none of them knew where Ye Long had escaped.
Half an hour had already passed, he was reminded of the Lightning Fox. It was possible that the dragon had returned to the inn. There is no harm in making sure.
But upon arrival there, the furious look of the Thunder Fox greeted him. Xin Chen shuddered in horror, how could he explain that he had gone-without the permission of the fox, with Ye Long and now the dragon was like it was lost to the earth.
Not yet had time to explain to the fox the situation, there was the sound of birds clapping in the forest. Very much and welcomed along with the sound of Ye Long's screams, Xin Chen could hear the screams as a sign of danger.
Not thinking twice the two immediately ran towards the voice, which was found in the forest was a bloodstain and a scratch on the tree trunk. Seen as a former fight, it seems they have moved places and are chasing in the other direction.
Following the trail of the former fights Xin Chen finally arrived at a lake, the water within the lake let out air bubbles, before long Ye Long's head appeared above the surface. Fighting against his enemy, a white snake.
The Fox's eyes were sidetracked towards where the other fight was, a disciple from the Flower sect was clashing with a mysterious swordsman. Some parts of his body were injured quite heavily, even to stand up the girl was already unable to.
While the Lightning Fox was helping Ye Long, Xin Chen entered another fight. He broke the attack that was about to penetrate into the heart of the girl. Then kick your opponent using your feet. The man jumped far enough to keep a safe distance.
"Who is this guy?"
"Ti-don't know, I was just looking for a medicinal plant around here and he came to me, after which this dragon came attacking him..."
Shit, Xin Chen thought. If he didn't kill the man could have Ye Long's identity exposed. The dragon will be the moons of the organization of rare stealth hunters.
The Lightning Sword that was within the grasp of his hand shone brightly in the middle of the dark forest. "Resert. Let me finish this one."
"You said you wouldn't save me a second time... ?"
"For a situation like this where maybe I think like that. Come on, step back and treat your wound."
He said quickly, fighting with a woman behind him will only slow down the movement. Especially in such an injured condition.
"Kheh, do you want to challenge your own death, young man?"
"Not so, I would generously offer you the best resting place on earth."
"Huh? Where's where?" The man was a little confused.
"The cemetery."
"You're the one I brought there first, boy!" The real fight began, the man did not hesitate at all to slash his opponent. Even in this kind of low-light battle, his eyes were much sharper than Xin Chen's.
The sword pull in each attack force forced his opponent to completely put up a position ready to defend, even so Xin Chen's opponent this time could withstand all his attacks. Not even the slightest lightning sting burned his cloak. Just one Xin Chen lacked in combat, he still had a weak defense for physical attacks. Given all this time, he focused on training the changing types of elements and long-distance battle techniques.
To make sure she was not cornered Xin Chen immediately took some distance, the deep incision on her cheek spat out blood. Almost five minutes into the fight, he had not injured the opponent at all.
"Just so much as you can?" He laughed with satisfaction.
"It's better to just die there!"
The man's power became double that of before, to give a final strike at the remaining power he had. The sword that was extremely large in size resembling a sickle blade was clashing with Xin Chen's weapon. It made Xin Chen push back until it hit the rocks.
"I don't think you're that easy to beat, apparently no more than a small-time swordsman. Just make me sick."
Smiles rose at both corners of Xin Chen's lips, he said softly afterwards. "perfect."
As fast as lightning the man looked back, there was no doubt the reflex speed as well as the sharpness of this man's eyes. In this case he is far superior. It's just that his hunch is completely wrong. No attack came from behind him.
Xin Chen snapped his finger. "Dead."
Five Lightning swords had already pierced through the man's body and had only appeared when Xin Chen snapped his fingers, the man was not surprised to feel a terrible sting tear through his body. He screamed in excruciating pain, his legs shaking until he fell prostrate. His mouth spits out thick blood, "How-how..."
Brukh
The man's body fell to the ground covered in blood. Without even staining Xin Chen's hand with blood. In his ingenious ways, while the opponent was busy inserting the attack Xin Chen created the Lightning Sword and removed its form while piercing the opponent's body using the power of the Blood Ghost Mask. It only takes 5 seconds for five swords to stick into the opponent's body. When the form of the sword appeared then a real stab would be felt. Just like when Xin Chen plucked out the heart from the alchemist body first.
If the white school warriors saw this then they would rebuke him, his way of fighting was completely wrong. Elsewhere the Lightning Fox itself did not need to intervene to help Ye Long, the dragon managed to kill its opponent with a bite on the neck.
One thing that the Lightning Fox had just realized, Ye Long had quite a strong physique in a battle of strength. Even when circled by the snake, only with the tail of the dragon it easily broke away.
Now that the dragon demon had returned to the mainland, Ye Long burned the corpse of the demon and then chased after his other opponent. The body of the mysterious man who was still convulsing was lying helpless until a bright blue light burned him to ashes.
"Yes... Long?"
Ye Long's eyeballs shrank, clearly he still felt threatened. Xin Chen patted his head slowly, trying to calm down. Meanwhile the disciple from the Flower sect approached, he lowered his small head before using his healing technique to treat the deep wounds on Ye Long's body.
It was a bit quiet at last Ye Long acted as usual, before finally from a distance came the sound of footsteps from the temple not so far away. It seemed like people were aware of this commotion and now, the problem was that Ye Long did not have a single piece of cloth to hide himself. He looked at his master, they stared at each other in panic.
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