Fei Chen's Sword Journey
PPFC 15 - Huafei Turmoil
PPFC 15 - Huafei Turmoil
The sword of the King of Hell was fiery red, filled with burning flames. Fei Chen's movements that were filled with profound energy and the swift swing of the sword managed to make the ten King Stage Demon Beasts not wince.
“First Step Sword King of Hell.” Fei Chen ended the lives of ten King Stage Demon Beasts brutally, “Dance of Hell Fire!”
Intending to intimidate the horde of other King Stage Demon Beasts, Fei Chen instead found hordes of Emperor Stage Demon Beasts running towards him.
“Sial! Instead of running away, they came here!” Fei Chen's current nature made the Sweet Cat jump off Fei Chen's shoulders.
‘Are you of noble descent?’
“Oi, do I have to answer it now? Doesn't that not matter?!” Fei Chen stared intently at the Sweet Cat who was getting away from him and watching his fight from the top of the tile of the resident house.
“Just shut up and look at me from there!” Fei Chen made a move again after seeing the Sweet Cat.
Around ten Emperor Stage Demon Beasts approached him, Fei Chen narrowed his eyes before taking a deep breath in one breath.
‘My body condition is quite unique, you could say I am a handicapped swordsman who never developed. But my abilities are unlimited!’ Fei Chen's sword slash swing was so quickly coated in embers that it cut through ten Emperor Stage Demon Beasts in an instant.
Fang Huo and Murong Liuyu were surprised to see Fei Chen's fight, both of them were able to overcome the Emperor Stage Demon Beasts that approached them easily.
‘With a low level, its ability almost equal me?’ Thought Murong Liuyu. On the other hand Fang Huo smiled looking at Fei Chen's ability.
‘I want to make him my student.’ Fang Huo still wanted to make Fei Chen his disciple.
Although the distance to Fei Chen was far away, Fang Huo could clearly see how Fei Chen fought. But there are things that make his heart broken.
“I feel a bad feeling..” Fang Huo frowned while enduring the blows of the Beast Man that attacked him from various directions.
Along with Fang Huo who was preoccupied with the Beast Man, Fei Chen himself was facing an enemy that made him stop stepping.
‘Their abilities are on par with Early Stage Sacred Swordsman right?’ Fei Chen watched the five Conferred Humans before him closely as he felt the murderous aura he felt from the city gate draw closer and closer.
“Interesting. If I kill all of them, wouldn't I just have the ability of a holy swordsman!” As Fei Chen released his body aura, he was startled by the roar of one of the Beast Humans.
“Roooaaarr!”
The roar of one of the Beast Humans made Fei Chen's ears buzz, within seconds the other Beast Humans had prepared to unleash their attacks.
“Sial!” Fei Chen did not believe that he was off guard, but at the same time his heart was happy because this was the first time he felt uneasy when fighting.
The rain of blows struck Fei Chen's body in succession. Seeing Fei Chen not struggling against the Conferred Man who was on par with the Early Stage Sacred Swordsman, Fang Huo was about to help Fei Chen but upon seeing the boy's eyes Fang Huo finally chose to stop his footsteps.
Through a short exchange of attacks, Fei Chen finally understood that the person controlling the Humble Man had abilities above the Sacred Swordsman.
“I cannot kill them all at once like before, but I can kill them one by one!” Fei Chen processed his breathing while speeding up his step pattern while playing the sword.
His sword slash was filled with profound energy and was sharpening even more than before. With a single slash filled with aura and deep power, Fei Chen managed to separate one of the Conferred Man from the other.
“Death-” When Fei Chen was about to cut off the head of the Beast Man before him, it was precisely that Vast Man who attacked him first.
The exchange of punches and slashes took place, Fei Chen did not expect the Conferred Man he was facing to be able to keep up with his movements.
“He underestimated me!” Fei Chen sped up his movements and attacked the Vast Man in a row.
Withstanding the countless attacks from Fei Chen, the Beast Man was unable to hold on any longer as Fei Chen continued to aim for his neck.
The remaining Four Conferred Humans Fei Chen was able to overcome, but just as Fei Chen was about to finish off the last Conferred Man, he was unable to move as he felt the immense murderous aura drawing closer.
“This boy is interesting!” A punch filled with power in struck Fei Chen's stomach.
Fei Chen's mouth was wide open, fresh blood coming out of his mouth in large quantities. Not yet realized what happened Fei Chen actually got the same attack.
‘So he's the one who controls the Demonic Beasts and the Beast Man?’ Fei Chen looked at the face of the tiger masked man who was hitting him, ‘I can't twitch in the least? Don't joke!’
Fei Chen released an even greater aura of his body, this time the Aura of the Hell King came out of his body. Fei Chen fought beyond his limits.
“Heh? Can withstand my blow?” The tiger masked man released an aura greater than before.
“Try withstanding this attack of mine?” The tiger masked man concentrated his body aura on his palm, until both of his palms formed a black colored tiger head.
Meanwhile Fei Chen attacked him repeatedly before making a trick move. With regular breathing, Fei Chen's body aura felt so calm that it made the tiger masked man become even more alert.
‘Dragon Breath Art..’ Processing his breathing calmly and smoothly, Fei Chen managed to keep up with the movements of the tiger masked man.
The two continued to exchange attacks, until finally the impact of the attack from the two made a shockwave.
“Second Steps of the Sword King of Hell.” Shocking Fei Chen intended to end this fight, “Conqueror Night!”
A slash that cut through the darkness could be countered by the tiger masked man easily. The punch that was filled with aura and formed the head of the black-colored tiger headed towards Fei Chen at high speed.
Fei Chen eyes widened still in disbelief, “What happened?” Recalling his training and his abilities, Fei Chen felt a sense of disbelief.
As the punch that formed the black-colored tiger head almost hit his chest, it was precisely that blow bounced back towards the tiger-masked man.