The Demon Swordsman 3
Ch. 25 - Sword Without Price
The dried leaves flew as they were blown by the wind, shaking Li Baixuan's huge robe that was standing on a sword in front of Xin Chen.
The reflection of Xin Chen's broken sword revealed the shadow of Li Baixuan's face, the man walked slowly. His opponent was unmoved, second by second passing by without any sound. Even the wind that blows does not make any noise.
"Give up like an honorable fighter." Li Baixuan stared intently at Xin Chen. His face was stern with his eyes staring straight ahead. He put his sword back into the sheath. With the powerful charisma he possessed no wonder why Li Baixuan remained ranked first out of the Ten Strongest. Not only in terms of strength, the way he walked that sturdy will give its own impression on his opponent.
Li Baixuan stopped when she saw signs of movement. Xin Chen started to stand up straight again. Just then the slow wind made the leaves fall at Xin Chen's place. Next to his hand held up the sword which had now split in two. His eyes were still closed for quite a while.
While Li Baixuan started to feel panicked.
The sword ... It is a sword that has no price.
Li Baixuan could tell which swords were made with quality materials and which were not just with eyes. And the sword that Xin Chen was raising respectfully was probably able to be bought with just a hundred silver.
'Direful.'
Li Baixuan did not want to admit directly. But there were no scratches or cracks at all on that sword. Even after fighting it out with him earlier. The fear within him overflowed slowly, Li Baixuan knew she still remained superior to Xin Chen. He was many times older than that young man.
Li Baixuan was stunned for a moment. Xin Chen disappeared from where he stood. Nevertheless, the leaves that had previously almost fallen on top of Xin Chen's head moved irregularly following the wind.
Li Baixuan easily read the direction of Xin Chen's attack, just from the movement of the fallen leaves earlier.
Xin Chen was really angry. He was certain that Li Baixuan bringing him to this place would be something that had already messed with his mind. Xin Chen could only hear voices from a distance, but he found no meeting point of awkwardness filling his mind at all.
Bad feeling.
Xin Chen dodged, Li Baixuan's sword split through the air which was right in front of his chest. The man gave no room for him to counterattack and continued to press until Xin Chen was pushed back.
Again, a bad feeling was present. Xin Chen knew that feeling already a few days ago. That sense of anxiety seemed to be stirring endlessly.
"You didn't make a mistake even though your mind was on something else?"
Li Baixuan's speech made Xin Chen realize, he deflected the direction of the sword's speed from the right side, deflecting his sword slightly as the two weapons met. And hit Li Baixuan's sword back. Then floated a sharp swing almost into Li Baixuan's eyes. If the man had not been on standby, he would have been blinded forever by Xin Chen. As well as Li Baixuan's attack, Xin Chen was hit by a fatal attack once. It is certain that his spirit will be broken.