A thin shadow with a giant saber resting on its shoulder strode out from the raging flames. Surrounding the figure was a thin barrier shining in a vibrant pale blue, and any bits of flame that touched the barrier would be automatically flicked away. The person within the shining aura had a cold gaze, and even though he may have been completely engulfed by the fire, not a single one of his hairs had been harmed.
Ye Tianlong was shocked, his face full of astonishment. Such a thin barrier couldn’t possibly block those flames… yet it had. Such a thing was only possible if the [Closed Aegis] barrier was activated by someone much more powerful than him. If this wasn’t the case, there was no way a protective layer so thin would be able to withstand the flames from his fiery sword. But…
… This person in front of him was definitely in a lower cultivation level!
"By attacking me with that flaming sword, you’ve revealed your murderous intentions. You cannot pin the blame on me anymore." Fang Xing’s eyes revealed a frigid glare as he suddenly turned his saber. Rather than facing the blunt spine towards Ye Tianlong as he had before, Fang Xing now displayed the tip.
Within moments, murderous intent began to fill the air, causing the blood and bones of those present to seethe. Fang Xing had always used the spine of the blade because he wasn’t allowed to start a massacre within the Qing-Yun Sect, and as long as he used the blunt end, he would at most break someone’s bones without taking their life.
Now that the blade had been turned, the message was clear: he was in for the kill.
It was also at this moment that Ye Tianlong’s expression changed as well. "Wait, it was an accident…." He wanted to clarify things a bit more, as he truly did not want things to get physical. Additionally, he had noticed that even though Fang Xing appeared to be in merely tier four, no matter how one looked at it, the boy couldn’t be treated like normal. Even just the small gesture of turning around the saber caused Ye Tianlong to feel Fang Xing’s strong murderous intent; to have such a powerful enemy like this for no reason was not something a clever person like him wanted to risk.
"An accident? I’ve wanted to slice you open from the moment you lent him your spirit weapon!" Fang Xing yelled and dashed towards Ye Tianlong with his saber, releasing both the flames and the malicious energy at the same time.
"Sh*t!" Ye Tianlong cursed in astonishment. Not daring to take the impact of the [Saber of Azure Dragon] with his bare hands, he made a quick hand seal to cause five Flying Swords to fly out of his storage sack like agile snakes. As quick as lightning, all five of the swords stabbed towards different parts of Fang Xing’s body.
Wooooosh….
Fang Xing whirled the saber like a pinwheel once more, knocking away all five of the swords and shattering them into sharp pieces that lodged into the ground and nearby walls.
Such a scene caused Ye Tianlong a fright. To shatter five Flying Swords with a single wave of a blade, what sort of monstrous strength was this?
After the swing, Fang Xing returned the saber to his front and aimed it towards Ye Tianlong’s head once more, preparing to strike. Ye Tianlong was still reeling from astonishment and had lost all thoughts of wanting to fight Fang Xing with force and quickly backed off. "Let’s talk!"
BAM
A strong gust of wind blew against Ye Tianlong as the saber missed and landed on the ground, and Ye Tianlong was so shaken by the force of the wind caused by the blow that he lost his balance. The earth began to shake along with a loud noise as well, and a crack began to form from where the saber’s blade had landed. A bone-numbing sound accompanied the crack’s formation, until it finally reached Ye Tianlong’s crotch.
Rrrrrip….
The force of the very last crack tore open the seams of Ye Tianlong’s pants.
It could easily be imagined that if the force was any greater, it would have been enough to do far more than simply rip the pants between his legs.
All of the color on Ye Tianlong’s face drained away as he began to practically shriek, "Are you insane? I have no grudges with you! Why are you trying to kill me—"
"—Insane your mom!" Fang Xing interrupted before picking up the saber to go for another strike.
Ye Tianlong swallowed back the remaining half of his sentence and turned to run away as quickly as he could. Whenever the boy looked at him, he could see the clear desire to kill from those eyes and didn’t dare to stay any longer. Of course, if he had his [Yin-Yang Hammers] on-hand, he might have chosen to fight a few rounds, but the weapon had already been destroyed. The fact that he was now empty-handed—without even having the separated hammers—meant he was just digging his own grave if he challenged Fang Xing now.
The Duanzhen Valley disciples studied the art of smithing and heavily relied on their weapons to add to their strength. Without their spirit weapons or one that complemented them, their battle power would also be considerably diminished. This was the main reason Ye Tianlong was able to understand his current situation and had chosen to back off.
"Trying to escape?" Although Fang Xing was slightly surprised by this, resentment began to grow as he gave chase. He might not be tall, but his body was strong and robust, and he ran incredibly quickly despite still holding onto the three-thousand-pound saber.
Ye Tianlong could hear Fang Xing’s footsteps behind him as the latter drew closer. When Ye Tianlong unintentionally looked back, he received a good fright before activating and sending a great number of Flying Swords towards Fang Xing in response.
CLING CLING CLANG
Fang Xing swiped all of these swords out of his way while still chasing close behind. However, even though these swords posed no danger, they still served a purpose in a sense and had managed to slow him down ever so slightly.
"Shifu…. dear Shifu, help me!"
Although the distance between Ye Tianlong and Fang Xing had finally increased once the latter had been slowed down, it was still impossible to get rid of the boy. Terrified, Ye Tianlong had started screaming for help, hoping that his dear shifu Tie Rukuang would be able to come and stop this. If it wasn’t stopped, it was inevitable that he would eventually find himself beneath the blade. Yet, for whatever reason, Tie Rukuang did not show himself no matter how much Ye Tianlong called out for help. It made him grow even more afraid, to the point that both of his legs seemed to grow soft.
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