The Demon Swordsman 3
Ch. 49 - Whatever Happens
Xin Zhan managed to snatch the sword in Xin Fai's hand, but what he got from the sword was terrifying. Was it true that Xin Fai still had her consciousness even if it was just a little? Withstanding this much power, the attacks that Xin Zhan had received earlier that he thought were lethal were ultimately not on par with what he had just felt.
Xin Zhan took the opportunity while Xin Fai was not struggling. He cut Xin Fai's sleeves up to the top of his shoulders. The cloth was cut off and exposed the man's entire arm upwards. Xin Zhan's eyes widened. A scene far more terrifying than what he had imagined himself.
Along Xin Fai's arms, almost all of her skin appeared black eyes that were twitching in all directions. The blackness of those eyes seemed to bring anyone to the darkness of such a silent night. In just one arm there may be ten to twenty eyes at a time. Unable to speak anymore, Xin Zhan was just petrified. The black spy stared at him, at everything. Showing a hunting and killing gaze.
"Who gives a curse like this ..."
In his heart Xin Zhan started to hesitate. Did he have to destroy all those eyes? Like a freckled skin disease, if Xin Zhan destroyed it 80% of his father's body parts would be injured. Those eyes, they ruled over his father's entire body.
Xin Zhan regained his sword. His gaze remained wary of scanning Xin Fai who could have been in action at any time. His blood rippled violently when he realized that looking into those eyes would actually bring him back to the illusion of Blood Rain.
The black spy moved. Xin Fai started to attack again. Xin Zhan looked at that closely. Every time the eye moved, it meant that the owner of the Mind Control was giving orders to Xin Fai's body. He still hasn't found a crack. But what he can understand now might help.
Xin Fai took out another sword that was among the pile of corpses. Walk slowly with her empty eyes.
One slash slashed out slanting, Xin Zhan parried it from below. Successfully, he deflected the attack to the side. Forcibly pushing the sword, made it come back regardless of Xin Fai's hand grip.
Xin Fai turned her head to the side looking at the sword. Then he caught Xin Zhan's sword with his bare hands that were about to hit his chest. The other hand is raised up. Xin Zhan was still trying to suppress the pressure of his sword. On one side, his eyes could see how Xin Fai was creating a new calamity for him.
Xin Fai's right hand turned into a sharp jagged black sword. The black eye was like thousands of gems decorated in each of its parts. Instead of being beautiful, the sword that fused with Xin Fai's body was precisely sinister. Any view from any side is still terrible.
The black sword slid down profusely, stopping right in front of Xin Zhan's neck. The young man managed to hold him back even though both of his hands seemed to tremble. Both hold on to their respective footings. Until Xin Zhan suddenly unleashed his sword, letting the incoming attack almost took his life.
Only a split second apart before the sword pierced through his throat stem, Xin Zhan lowered his head quickly. Take out a small sword from under his cloak and stick the sharp object into one of the eyes in Xin Fai's hand.
Lifetime time. Xin Zhan has never done anything that violates his code of conduct as a fighter. Killing an opponent with a secret weapon was extremely unjustified especially the teachings of the White Mist Valley were so straight and fair.
Yet at this moment Xin Chen's thoughts had entered into his thoughts as well. Sometimes it is the code of conduct itself that makes many fighters die. They cannot fight for anything because of the rope shackles named rules that limit their actions.
The current Xin Zhan could only think that he should stay alive with his sister. To win this war, reclaim the land of the Valley of the Gods, return his father to his mother and the Shang Empire and prove to his sister that he will always protect her. Whatever happens.