Legend of the Fighter (2)
Chapters... 148: One Opponent One
Chen Yang's eyes narrowed, looking on in surprise. His attack was very powerful, but this young man was able to withstand it.
Not only was the head of the Chen family in disbelief, but also Eunuch Jun as well as the old man beside him.
"Strike them, don't just shut up!" Eunuch Jun shouted at the troops as if silently watching, completely unwilling to engage in a fight.
They moved together, attacking dozens of others.
Leng Shui held his sword tightly, his mouth muttering softly. "Dancing With the Moon!"
Dozens of people surrounded him, but with his fighting techniques as well as the aura of the ice goddess he revolved continuously slashing down one by one opponents.
On the other hand Ciu San and Zhi Long also faced dozens of people, while dozens of others tried to survive with the cultivation that only emperor fighters or even kings.
Zhou Fan had taken out the sword god technique, moving dancing trying to land a wound on Chen Yang's body.
Chen Yang was by no means an easy opponent, with the cultivation of a two-star saint fighter he was able to compensate for Zhou Fan's attacks.
"You're very strong, but not strong enough to defeat me." Chen Yang said it with great confidence, as if he was indeed invincible.
But Zhou Fan who had prepared to unleash his strongest attack only snorted. "Would it or not, you'll find out after this."
Slowly the night blood sword was enveloped in flames, the blaze grabbed the light and gradually grew larger.
The tears of the Chen family's head changed, his forehead shrinking while his eyes narrowed. He could feel a power stored in the sword.
Chen Yang took a standby stance, he no longer looked at Zhou Fan one eye. Obviously the strength of the opponent is not below him, maybe equal, or even above him.
Zhou Fan was indeed still at the level of a one-star saint warrior, but he nearly broke through to the second level and with the power of the night blood sword his attack power was able to face a three-star saint warrior.
"Universe shake!" The old man shouted, taking out a stance that became his pride.
However, Zhou Fan was still silent not making any moves. Chen Yang's face looked delighted, he thought Zhou Fan would be hit by his attack and the fight ended in victory.
Blars!
Before the silhouette of the slash struck Zhou Fan's body, the two silhouettes of slashes moving from opposite directions shattered Chen Yang's stance.
The face of the great master of the Chen family instantly turned grim, and his expression grew even worse upon seeing the two slashes pointed towards his place.
"Ah... It can't be!" Chen Yang shouted in frustration, unfurling the sword resisting Zhou Fan's attack.
But because he had underestimated Zhou Fan he had to get the reward, his body was thrown and hit a large rock that was right behind.
The Houk... The Houk...
Chen Yang patted his chest that was slightly claustrophobic, trying to get up but the sword in his hand could no longer be felt. The old eye narrowed, immediately turning his gaze to his right hand.
"I - this!" His sword shattered into pieces, remaining a hilt that had even been cracked could not be used.
Chen Yang looked at Zhou Fan elaborately, not knowing what this young man was actually made of. So young but his strength exceeded that of a two-star saint warrior.
On the other hand Bing Roxue as well as Leng Shui were so dominant, in just one move being able to defeat two three Chen family troops.
Eunuch Jun who was watching the movements of the two felt a threat if they continued to be left alone. "Chairman, you take care of that woman, while I'll face the other one." His hand pointed at Bing Roxue.
Elder Chen Shen nodded, darting towards where Bing Roxue was.
Seeing that Elder Chen Shen had made a move, Eunuch Jun's eyes shimmered and unceremoniously lunged over with a ruthless temperament.
Blars!
Eunuch Jun's attack was avoidable, only landing on an empty field.
Leng Shui jumped a few steps back, a sword stretched out in front of his body. His expression was very cold, the view was so focused.
Eunuch Jun snorted, standing upright moving the sword. "Six-star senior fighter, very genius!" praise the old man.
Leng Shui silently shook his head, he could not see the level of the old man before him. It is clear that there is a big difference between them.
"However, it's a pity that a younger generation like you shouldn't be looking for trouble with the Chen family." After saying Eunuch Jun shot out a sword aiming for the waist.
Leng Shui held back with his sword, but his hands trembled when the two weapons met.
"This is the difference between a holy warrior and a senior fighter." Eunuch Jun drew his sword, landing a punch right at Leng Shui's stomach.
Leng Shui crashed, but still stood up. From the corner of his lips came fresh blood.
From Leng Shui's body slowly emanating an extremely dense cold aura, Eunuch Jun felt the changes in the surroundings, even his originally warm body turned cold, cold, also, his hand feathers appear to be ice flakes at each end.
"You-you ... You are from the Ice Tower Sect!" Eunuch Jun was certainly familiar with this technique, a technique that had been unfortunate across the Han Empire. It was a technique belonging to one of the biggest sects in the Han-Secte Empire's Ice Tower.
Leng Shui paid no heed, focusing on circulating the inner power to maximize the potential of his ice goddess aura technique.
He had been practicing since coming to the Han Empire, focusing on deepening the ice goddess aura technique. He wanted to prove that what Zhou Fan said back then was wrong, and now it was proven, he was able to do it.
Eunuch Jun clenched his teeth, he knew he could not let this woman pull out her technique. Maybe he can survive, but how the fate of the troops around, must be affected.
"Don't expect you to be able to pull out that technique!" Eunuch Jun raised his sword high, performing a diagonal slash.
But before the sword touched Leng Shui's body, Eunuch Jun's body was as if something was blocking, a wall that held back his footsteps.
The gaze circled around, around dozens of people crashed due to being within the range of the ice goddess aura technique. "Damn it, the Ice Tower Sect technique is indeed very dangerous. Even with the power of the holy fighter I'm still impacted by this attack."
Eunuch Jun struck his own body, instantly his body that seemed to be stuck back could be moved.
Leng Shui's breathing was already disordered, forcing out the ice goddess aura technique draining eighty percent of the profound energy in his body. But thanks to his current technique the Chen family troops were left less than half of it.
Eunuch Jun realized this gap, with a sword in hand he darted about to finish off Leng Shui.
Leng Shui saw Eunuch Jun's movements, he tried to dodge. But the speed of a saint fighter was not something he could imagine, especially with his current condition.
Leng Shui's sword crashed, now the woman was standing without a weapon in her hand.
Eunuch Jun smiled cynically, without giving a darting lightness about to end the fight.
Leng Shui couldn't do much when the sword pointed at his neck. As frustration and despair approached his mind, a sword came to fend off Eunuch Jun's attack.
Trank!
Not getting there, the tarus sword pounded Eunuch Jun and forced the old man to take a step back.
Leng Shui turned his head, looking at the figure who had just saved him.
"..."
There was no word he could speak, only a thousand languages.