595 Slice With A Single Sword! (1/2)
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The storm has struck, flooding the Flame Capital City with a blanket of rain and mist. Yet, no one on the streets propped up their umbrellas, all allowing the violent downpour to pelt on their heads, creating splashes and ripples.
Inside the Flame Capital City, at a hidden and virtually forgotten old constabulary gate, over ten people in black wearing hats were standing under the rain. They each carried a long sword on their backs.
The rain poured down from the skies, washing off every trace of dust from the intricately carved sword guards.
Of course, not everyone was wearing a hat. There was a lady standing in front of them who donned a gorgeous and delicate long dress. Her waterfall-like hair rested on her shoulders. The lightning streaking across the night sky illuminated the lady's snow-white skin, her otherworldly eyebrows and the cinnabar crystal in the centre of her forehead.
The relentless raindrops buffeted her, drenching her dress, but she appeared even daintier and more beautiful than before.
”Wu Yuer, the Shadow Sect Leader has arrived!” A voice called out from opposite her. At the same time, a frail-looking man ambled out slowly from the constabulary gate. He had very ordinary features, but his forehead contained an 'eye' as shiny as a ruby gem.
An eerie glow flickered within the eye, making it extremely mysterious and bizarre.
And behind him, over a hundred masked figures appeared wearing black cloaks over their heads. Tinges of eerie light radiated from beneath their cloaks, seeming extremely unusual.
With only over ten people in hats against over a hundred masked men, the odds seemed greatly skewed. However, with over ten hatted men guarding the gate, only a single man wearing black emerged from the constabulary.
”Ying Feng, Domain Chief of the Dark Region, that's right … Your brother Ying Shan was also from the Dark Region, am I right? But what a pity, he was only the Vice Domain Chief and he died at such a young age.” Wu Yuer finally spoke as she watched the man step out of the constabulary.
”Yes!” Ying Feng nodded without any intentions of rebutting or explaining himself. He seemed unfazed, as though answering a question that had no relation to him whatsoever.
”Brothers should still be united along the road to death, that way you'll have a companion.” Wu Yuer chided again.
”I heard that the Shadow Sect is engaging in business, that makes you a businesswoman. Can I buy a life for 10,000 taels of gold?”
”Most certainly, but we'll have to double the price, and you'll have to leave behind everything you took!” Wu Yuer nodded.
”What about 50,000 taels of gold, but we keep the things?”
”When the Shadow Sect does business, we only offer prices, we don't bargain.”
”Understood, let me think about this!” Ying Feng nodded and took a few steps backwards slowly.
”I'll give you the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn.” Wu Yuer didn't stop him.
Just then, another streak of lightning danced across the sky, but this streak was evidently different from the rest.
It was a ray of light, a distorted ray of light.
And soon after … a thunderous roar of a dragon reverberated through the air and rumbled through the clouds.
”Eh?” Wu Yuer's body jerked violently. She looked up instinctively and her calm expression suddenly changed drastically. ”Is that … Fang Zhengzhi?!”
Without any hesitation, Wu Yuer's body vanished immediately and in the next moment, her figure appeared on the roof of a faraway building, appearing like a flash of lightning.
”Domain Chief, it seems that Wu Yuer has … left?!” A masked man standing inside the constabulary yard was evidently shocked upon witnessing Wu Yuer's sudden disappearance.
”Is this a trick to lure us out?” Another masked man whispered.
”No, something has happened to Fang Zhengzhi!” Ying Feng gazed at Wu Yuer navigating through the storm, then looked at the light glowing in the horizon. A cold glint flashed in his eyes. ”This chance is hard to come by, let's go!”
”Yes!” The hundreds of masked men replied in unison.
And outside the constabulary gates, over ten hatted people in black stood there silently, without anyone following Wu Yuer.
”Qing Yi, they're fleeing. What should we do?”
”If you're the leader, what would you do?” A woman's voice rang down towards them.
”Charge in!”
”And if you were the Offering Lord?”
”I … I can't guess what the Offering Lord would do.” The hatted man hesitated and finally shook his head.
”Let's do what our leader would do. Charge in!”
”Yes!”
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A downpour raged on at the city gates of the Flame Capital City.
Countless soldiers stood at their positions, their eyes all focused on the distorted path of light. It illuminated the air with such dominance and solitude.
”Boom!” A deafening blast rang.
The distorted ray of light finally struck King Xieluo. The massive collision of both forces tore at each other, releasing waves of shrill and formidable dragon roars.
A breathtaking symphony, followed immediately by silence.
At this moment, the barrage of the storm seemed to have faded, and so has the commotion of the spectating crowd. All that remained was the roar of a dragon – a shrill yet formidable roar.
”Roar!”
Then, an agonizing howl of a beast sounded as well.
A crimson rain of blood poured down from the heavens, melding into the storm and dyeing the dark sky into a ghastly shade of red.
The dragon's roar faded soon after, and a spiraling black figure descended from the skies and landed on the ground with a thud.
”What's going on?!”
”Did Fang Zhengzhi lose?”
”What was that black shadow just now?”
Countless pairs of eyes were focused on the black shadow that just landed on the ground. Then, they opened as wide as they could when they finally ascertained the identity of the black shadow.
Everyone gasped in shock. It was just a front hoof, an unbelievably gigantic front hoof. However, only the front roof reached the ground. Crimson blood spewed out of the severed top of the limb, splattering all over the ground.
”Roar!” Another howl of a beast reverberated through the skies.
Everyone turned their attention towards the enormous figure suspended in mid-air. And that figure was missing a large front hoof.
”How is this possible?!”
”Is that scoundrel really in the Supernatural State?!”
”He's so powerful, he … actually wounded the Demon King?”
The Mountain Breaking Army, Yan Yunqi, and even the Northern Barbarian soldiers were flabbergasted by this jaw-dropping sight as they noticed King Xieluo's wounded state.
A single sword!
The Returning Dragon!
He severed the Demon King's front hoof!
Fang Zhengzhi, in the Supernatural State ….
He actually wounded the Demon King, and not just that … he managed to sever one of his front hoofs. This isn't just worthy of a simple compliment! This is completely unfathomable!