Fei Chen's Sword Journey

Fei Chen's Sword Journey
PPFC 22 - The Power of Satan


PPFC 22 - The Power of Satan


Trang!


The sound of two swords touching echoed.


“Who is holding back my slash?!” The burly man with a handsome face looked at the ten year old boy with eyes filled with anger, “How dare you stop me from killing this grandson of the Earth Tiger!”


“Sial, the fastest is too strong!” The boy clicked his tongue before regulating his breath flow, “Dragon Breath Art!”


With a trick slash the boy finally landed a slash that scratched the burly man's cheek.


“You hurt me?” The burly man touched his cheek and licked his own blood, “Tell me what's your name?”


“Fei Chen! That's the name of the man who will kill you!” That ten-year-old boy was none other than Fei Chen. Deeply charged, Fei Chen swung his slash filled with embers.


“Fei Chen, because you've managed to hurt my cheek. I will show you my strength.” The burly man held back Fei Chen's slash well, “You should feel lucky to be able to see the strength of this Tan Yu!”


Fei Chen raised his eyebrows and released sword energy for the first time, “Who is Tan Yu? Is he a great man?” 


“Stupid, I am Tan Yu! And you really don't know yourself because you don't know me!”


The burly man named Tan Yu unleashed an incredible ability. The air around him changed as he shouted, even the aura and inner power released was gripping rather than murderous aura.


“Be careful, he is Tan Yu son of a Single Demon Lantern Elder!” Said a fourteen-year-old young girl.


Fei Chen glanced for a moment before turning his gaze to pay attention to Tan Yu.


“It is too late, this is the border region of the Ma Empire and Yin Empire! No one cares if there are a hundred dead here, right?!” Tan Yu smiled mockingly.


“Oh, so..” Fei Chen responded briefly before exchanging attacks with Tan Yu, ‘So the Ma Empire is near.”


Unlike Fei Chen who attacked nimbly, Tan Yu countered Fei Chen's attack savagely. Every time both of their sword slashes clashed, a shockwave ensued filling the air.


‘This boy..’ Tan Yu watched Fei Chen closely. Seen as Tan Yu was confused by Fei Chen's ability, physically and martial artist, Fei Chen was an Early Stage Star Swordsman, but Fei Chen could withstand every single one of his attacks without any significant difficulty.


“Something is wrong! Are you hiding your abilities?!” Said Tan Yu while looking at Fei Chen sharply.


“Hah? What do you mean?!” Fei Chen released a curved slash and kicked Tan Yu's stomach quite severely, “Dragon Breath Art!”


Tan Yu clenched her teeth, “Pulling!” With a huge deep aura and energy released from his body, Tan Yu concentrated the aura on his left fist while his inner power centered on the blade he held in his right hand.


Fei Chen sped up his steps before his fiery red blade.


“Dark Thunderbolt Punch!”


“Tarian-”


Fei Chen's tempo was a second late so his stomach was hit by Tan Yu's crushing punch which was filled with a dark purple aura.


The Dark Thunderbolt punch managed to make Fei Chen's movements slow down and it was not wasted by Tan Yu just like that.


“Black Flag!”


“I can still see it..” Fei Chen sharpened his eyes and dodged Tan Yu's slash before performing the first dance move followed by the second dance move.


Then at high speed, Fei Chen released a slash after his fiery red blade filled with burning flames.


“Fire Dance of Hell!”


Fei Chen's eyes were centered on Tan Yu's neck and in one definite move, Fei Chen managed to shake his sword slash through Tan Yu's head without the slightest hesitation.


“Sial, the punch is still felt!” Bump Fei Chen while slowly breathing in.


Upon seeing Tan Yu's head roll, Fei Chen flicked his sword and sheathed it into his sword sheath.


Fei Chen watched the surroundings, then looked at the fourteen-year-old young girl.


“Are you from this village?” Fei Chen asked with a calm expression on his face.


“Bu-no, I am not from this village.” The young girl shook her head and an expression of fear emanated clearly on her face.


“If you are not from this village, then who are you?” Fei Chen again asked the young girl a question.


“I..” The fourteen-year-old young girl mentioned herself as Jia Li and was from the Sword Valley Sect which was a neutral flow sect in the Yin Empire.


Jia Li along with the group of senior warriors from the Sword Valley Sect had just returned home from a mission. But on the way home, they met Tan Yu who was a member of the Single Demon Lantern, the strongest black stream sect in the Yin Empire.


The fate of Jia Li's entourage was less than so good, as Tan Yu slaughtered all of them except Jia Li himself.


“Why did this man named Tan Yu kill the villagers?” Fei Chen noticed a black mark and was the mark of the demon on Tan Yu's body.


“I heard the swordsman of the Single Demon Lantern kill innocent lives in exchange for power. The greater the number of lives given, then the greater the demonic power they gained.” Jia Li responded to Fei Chen's words.


Fei Chen looked at Jia Li who was staring at the corpse of the swordsman from the Sword Valley Sect, “What mission is it that keeps you guys at this border?”


Fei Chen asked again, while Jia Li explained that lately many bandit groups from the Ma Empire formed a border headquarters. But when Jia Li's entourage came, they only found the bandit headquarters filled with corpses, more or less the conditions were almost the same as the village they came to.


“Most likely he killed that bandit group. Had we come to this village sooner, then.” Jia Li clenched his hands and looked at Tan Yu's head.


Seeing Jia Li's expression, Fei Chen realized that this young girl had not gotten used to all of this.


“Sorry also free. What can a person like you who can't even dwell when dealing with this person called Tan Yu?!” Fei Chen responded cynically.


“What do you mean-”


“No need emotions, you better help me bury them all properly.” Fei Chen interrupted Jia Li's words and invited the young girl to bury the corpses of the villagers, the swordsman of the Sword Valley Sect as well as the corpse of Tan Yu.


“Why are you quiet? Help me!” Fei Chen told Jia Li to help him, this time the young girl did not refuse and helped Fei Chen bury the corpses scattered along the village road.