The Demon Swordsman 3
Ch. 68 - Loss of Self
As Xin Zhan caught up, the distance to Headquarters was quite far and time consuming. Perhaps Qiu Qi had already left this place less than half an hour ago. Xin Zhan could not guess.
The forest path connecting with several other buildings had been filled with traces of blood, two corpses lying lifeless. Xin Zhan approached and found out that one of the people was an enemy Qiu Qi was likely to kill.
Puncture scars secretly, this person was killed suddenly without knowing who killed him. It's nothing he's seen dead people. That meant that Qiu Qi could have been rash, they should not have moved too aggressively. It's dangerous if everyone at the base thinks they're a big threat.
Xin Zhan continued on his way and saw the state of Headquarters had gone awry. It is no longer possible to continue the strategy that has been prepared.
Tight guard and hundreds of guards came out, ready to kill whoever the enemy was roaming around. Xin Zhan entered the place and came to a halt when he saw a man lying bleeding between the legs of his enemies. Qiu Qi was lifeless again and he was laughed at by his enemy.
Half battered and mercilessly finished off, Qiu Qi was more than tortured by them. Xin Zhan could not accept it, he wanted to be angry and but his emotions first disappeared when his logic said that in this situation he should not make wrong decisions. But his body was petrified, a line of marks appeared among the laughter of the Headquarters. One of them was stunned when he found a white-robed figure full of blood uninvitedly stockpiling among them.
"While laughing at someone's death and satisfied after treating a human as equally as you are like trash?"
The headquarters guard retreated, the Guard members played the whip in his hands. The whip of fire that had a wide range, a wide grin on the man's lips.
"Ho ... It just so happens that we lack someone who can be used as an object to carry out this Bloody Feast? You don't mind?" The face-defying roar even more laughed at Xin Zhan who had run out of patience when he saw that Qiu Qi's body was not saved anymore. There was no hope of saving his life anymore. He died whole, both body and soul.
"You said you were going to drive into town, but instead you lost your life because you wanted to kill me..."
They did not understand who the remark was aimed at, he saw Qiu Qi under his feet. Smirk suddenly and immerse the corpse's head with one leg.
"Is his life so precious to you?" Although his feet were trampling, the man's eyes could not be separated from Xin Zhan.
"Seek your steps."
Xin Zhan's words made the man glare at his eyes wide, feeling increasingly heated by the command accompanied by a move pulling the sword from Xin Zhan, then his mouth cried out loudly.
"You're asking for your own death!"
Xin Zhan was about to make a move but the surroundings turned rowdy, someone called for another Guardian warrior. Their numbers exceeded twenty and now had swarmed around Xin Zhan. Ready with each other's weapons. The cries of war are heard soaring against the increasingly violent storm. The man smiled slantedly, enough with that alone he was sure to make the young man's guts shrivel.
Facing the two intruders of the anchovy class was indeed not a pleasant job for the man, he even nearly cursed his superiors after receiving the mission. But if left unchecked then it will definitely have an impact on the village community across. They can't supply pills because of the constraints in the production headquarters.
That's why the man is here, taking out the intruders without a stand.
"Hhahha looks like we're too excited to welcome you guys." His laughter boomed, along with the thunder that added to the horrifying impression of the man.
Xin Zhan who was originally standing right in front of him moved quickly. The man has a cautious attitude. Reading the movement of the opponent in a storm of rain. The man sensed something was coming at him, quickly launching an attack.
The whip hangs in the air, the man's breath restrained. He can't see anything. Pull that thing. Pull-up occurs.
"I came here for one man named Yan She."
The man's skull became ice-cold, he retook his whip. Xin Zhan followed the whip with his sword.
"Is he here?”
The man did not know why the surroundings had become so heavy, the man remained undisturbed even as his men began to whisper to each other. Something strange they said. The man decided not to believe that, Xin Zhan was just shaking them up.
"Dirty your hands on merciless vengeance."
The rain suddenly stopped, no one thought it was strange and preferred to look for the source of the sound that seemed to echo everywhere. It is unclear where the source came from.
"Hah-ah! I get it, I get it!" The man spat after, "You tried to scare us because you realized you were cornered, we won more numbers and strength than you alone! You shameless coward, dare to use that rotten trick on me!"
The man's growl momentarily stopped as the moon that was supposed to be covered by clouds appeared bright in the sky.
Silence suffocated the man, the man looked straight back and found Xin Zhan had stood his head before him. "If I can't get information from you, I don't know what else to do. It might force you to talk."
Xin Zhan said something. The Book of Seven Keys floated in the air.
The pale white moon faded, the remnants of the clouds covered part of the moon until finally the storm brought the clouds to menduhg without lowering the raindrop.
“Fight me, all of you!”
Xin Zhan's words were met with a sharp streak of sword attacks trying to take his life from all sides. In a quick fight Xin Zhan slashed out his sword which felt increasingly sharp. Facing people of their class was different when facing the Demon Sword. Within a short period of twenty people retreating, some were killed with bodies losing their heads.
The man who spoke to him was quite tough to play the sword, the man throbbed. Xin Zhan did not widen the distance and continued to corner him in such a way.
"You don't deserve to be buried." Xin Zhan raised his attack groove, swords bumping into each other. A fistfight ensued, The man repelled Xin Zhan's attack and in a thousand steps escaped.
The man felt his body until his internal organs leaked out. The sword killed him.
"You'd rather die the way you've killed."
***
The battle that took place at Headquarters accompanied by echoing cries, the enemy that fell at the hands of Xin Zhan was killed in blood. Fighting for the blood of the finish.
Now Xin Zhan felt like he had lost himself and began to wonder if Xin Chen had also felt the same when he first decided to leave the White Fog Valley? Strange and strange, she was afraid of her present self.
Xin Zhan had always been taught to fight fair. What he always practiced in college did not seem the same when he went down to the battlefield.
Only Xin Zhan was left, surrounded by dozens of guards, fighting to beat him in the increasingly heavy rain. Xin Zhan opened his eyes, taking out a sword abruptly. They had stopped for a moment before finally turning around to storm more and more ferocious.
It had been so long since he had killed and his hands were full of blood noles. Xin Zhan was unable to sense anything else, including when fighting the previous members of the Guard.
'I feel like something is missing, I hope not my sanity. He gasps. ‘Why should I do this, will dad scold me?Or is it the path like this that he always takes?'
While his hand continued to slash at the enemy herd in front of him, while dodging a single crushing blow struck his stomach. Xin Zhan took a few steps back, he was cornered by the swordsman in front of him.
The fight against dozens of warriors that were increasing began to end unequivocally, Xin Zhan was getting a few steps back. He was surrounded, behind him was only a high guardrail and was difficult to pass. Meanwhile the swordsman before him was still following, ready to kill him in a horde.
The steps of the man approached Xin Zhan, only ten meters away from where the young man was standing at the moment. They were on guard before scattering weapons, paying attention to Xin Zhan's movements and acting as their distance grew thinner.
Twenty of them were trapped in the power circle of the Book of Seven Keys, the halves of light that had suddenly appeared above ground level. Containing them in a vortex of wind contained a blade of light so that their other friend could not help. Xin Zhan admitted that the dozens of people who became his opponents were not random people. They had been trained and forged to become powerful subordinates. Protecting the headquarters that are now producing illegal goods at high selling prices is certainly not an easy task.
The twenty people did not look daunted, but the rapid heat of the movement of the light blade made their skin slowly peel off every move carelessly. Xin Zhan appeared in the middle of the shadows, unaware that someone was behind them, the warriors were looking for a way to get out of there alive.
The other warriors who were outside the light blade vortex wondered to each other, no one dared to barge inside. From a distance far enough they already knew approaching would only kill lives.
The figure of Xin Zhan who had stood behind them with a sword appeared. One of them noticed the presence, causing the other to drift towards his view.
"Go finish him off!!!"
Xin Zhan began his increasingly agile fight, making the fellow swordsman disperse as he lunged in. A heavy sword fight ensued, Xin Zhan widened the distance and attacked the opponent who was separated by his friend.
Three people fell down, Xin Zhan was about to attack the other enemy just that one of them held Xin Zhan's leg and nearly stuck a sharp weapon into his leg. Luckily he was soon released before being surrounded.
Xin Zhan gasped as the man who was about to attack him came, he immediately blew the poisonous needle that directly stuck into the opponent's body, the male's eyes bulged and his mouth spewed blood until the man had laid his lifeless face.
"It doesn't seem to be able to get information peacefully. They must be cut down to their roots. The person named Yan She must have been detained in this place and could not escape. As long as they don't kill him before I save him.”
Xin Zhan now turned his back to face the besieging enemies from all sides. Xin Zhan observed the surroundings and realized there was no way out other than bloodshed.
Without diminishing concentration, he noticed the enemy's progressively squeezing.
Xin Zhan prepared with his sword dripping with a stream of blood, without hesitation using the sword to finish off his seemingly endless opponent.
"War is there to protect the people we care about. And sometimes to protect them we have to sacrifice the lives of others."
Those words came from his father. Xin Zhan remembered that well and did not fully understand it because he had not seen it directly in his childhood. But now everything is clear. Xin Zhan knew the true meaning of loss. And such a terrifying war was being faced by her sister alone in the Valley of the Gods. Making his legs want to return immediately, but he still had not found Yan She anywhere.
That instant Xin Zhan still did not understand anything about sacrifice and war. All he knew was that it was not good to do at all.
Humans did so, even in the Qing Empire, the power struggles of leaders often created civil wars. For things like money, honor and position.
In a short time he will be flocked to be surrounded by enemies.
Xin Zhan took out his sword, fending off the incoming attack was about to stab into his chest. A fistfight and a sudden blow occurred, Xin Zhan swung the sword at the enemy's feet. Make them retreat in fear and then come back to attack.
"Have lost many guards but they are still so eager to continue the fight." Xin Zhan cursed on the sidelines of the fight, he started to separate himself as the pain in his chest returned. Pain and pain always hinders his movement.
A strong wind came, so sharp that it made his hair fly. The long night passed for so long that Xin Zhan only realized his enemies had fallen and were not left out in the least.
His hand continued to kill without thinking anymore.
The rest of the Guards began to tremble, there were only a few people left standing and no longer advancing like before with high fighting spirit. Even so there were still those who advanced against it and some even started to run away.