The Demon Swordsman 3
Ch. 13 - Something Not Foreign
"Have come all the way, not intending to kill me either?"
Unwilling to be daunted, the generals fought back.
"Your Majesty Emperor Yin will not allow a dirty person like you to breathe."
"A man full of sin .. should be destroyed."
"I don't care who you are or what your strength is anymore. You're the one who needs to be destroyed. You're just gonna bring disaster."
The sentence that the last General delivered slightly made Xin Chen smile.
"do it. If not, I'll kill you first."
Feeling challenged they finally began to set foot to advance, but before being able to get close to Xin Chen something happened beyond expectations.
Bodies rising upwards. The Flute Blowing Demon suddenly disappeared from its place. But clearly they could feel an unfounded change in strength. How could the once calm power turn chaotic in a matter of one second. In addition, the supposed pitch-black spirit power mixed with the blue Fire of Eternity.
When the Distilled Demon reappeared they could see his new form. Blue Fire Flower mark on forehead accompanied by a flute. His body was surrounded by chains of blue flames that moved in the air.
Unexpectedly several other chains came out from the ground and directly chased after the surrounding humans. The Flute Blowing Demon giggled even more violently.
A terrifying scene where a demon ruled over the human battlefield. A blue flame and dense spirit power surrounded around.
Slowly among the shadows of the flames of immortality, the generals could see the demon translucent from there. His eyes were blue, with a piercing look.
"You're mine."
The eight generals brandished their weapons forming a vortex that surrounded Xin Chen from various sides. Shouts echoed and then sounded simple, the soldiers advanced waving the war flag. At that time, it was clear to them who the real opponent should be annihilated.
But before they could touch Xin Chen, the Distilled Blowing Demon blew out a painful rhythm of noise. No one can clearly see the movement of the spirit, only the sound of laughter echoing that fills the surrounding situation.
The horses that had previously been chasing to a single point in the center finally split up in search of their target. Xin Chen who was standing above the air only noticed the chaos down there.
The Demon Blower Flute raged. Red spirits came out and entered the human body. In addition, the sound of the flute increasingly screeching painful ears. Some fell to their knees while closing their ears, screaming. It hurts more than just his life being uprooted to his roots. Seeing the situation getting more and more uncontrollable, Xin Chen intended to finish off his own opponent with both hands.
His sight was diverted to another place.
"This .." he muttered while looking back. He recognized something familiar was walking towards them.
"PLEASE...! Save us! Arghh!"
The scream instantly restored Xin Chen's consciousness, his eyes immediately moving in the direction where a screaming man saved his life from the pursuit of the possessed warrior. And even worse, the figure who was in danger was a soldier of the Shang Empire itself.
On the other hand Xin Chen was made to be shocked.
It didn't take long, the Shang Empire's soldiers had been reduced by a lot. Xin Chen had no time to pay attention to everything at the same time.
The Distilled Blowing Demon was increasingly losing control, the chains binding its body had broken off. The chain is the only one that binds its power to keep it under control.
Just before the Distilled Blowing Demon attacked someone, Xin Chen immediately wiped out the stance. Take out his sword and stand on the sandy rocks in a silent position.
The eight generals were shocked when they saw their enemies finally manifest. Not having stepped foot once, their heads had fallen from where they should have been.