The Devil Sword Swordsman
Ch. 207 - Rescue Mission II
While the enemy who had caught up with him had gotten closer, Zhuan Ang was panicking. Cold sweat poured down from his temple.
"You're aware of it, right?"
Zhuan Ang lowered Shen Xuemei from his back, his eyes changing. Aura fought her out just like that when remembering how Xin Fai risked her life earlier made her feel ashamed. No matter how important one is to be saved, mission is mission. The young man pulled the sword confidently, as if he was challenging himself.
"I will not hesitate to risk my life for this success, as long as I pave the way for you to leave immediately. Up ahead there the Sacred Sword Alliance is waiting for you."
Shen Xuemei nodded softly, she glanced towards the back where the enemy stood approximately fifty meters away from where he was standing. That means, Zhuan Ang should be able to pave the way for him as soon as possible or else the two of them would be in enemy encirclement.
The swiping of the sword on the rocky ground became the start of Zhuan Ang's fight, the young man walked slowly before his footsteps were like being carried away by the wind. As powerful as he was, he broke into the enemy from all directions but their cohesiveness was far greater than what he had reckoned.
Zhuan Ang entered the attack again and again but a fierce slash targeted him from above, fortunately he immediately withdrew and the attack did not hit his skin.
"Dam... I've never fought with my life on the line like this before..." Zhuan Ang muttered, the pain whack his body that was the easy target of the enemy. The moment the shadow of the figure of the young man fighting alone in the sea of humans appeared, Zhuan Ang shook his head tightly.
"I won't lose to him! It won't! For Miss Ren!"
Just now Zhuan Ang said it, it turned out that a powder-shaped poison was thrown towards his face, then the young man coughed as he took a breath until his nose spurted blood.
Not wasting any momentum, the enemy immediately slammed the young man down to his knees, while the others immediately ran after Shen Xuemei.
Zhuan Ang did not want to give up, he pulled his opponent's leg away from approaching Shen Xuemei. A kick hit his face. "So get off my feet!"
The head bobble was seen after that, Zhuan Ang used his sword as quickly as possible to grab the man's leg until it was cut off. Blood from his nose was now pouring down on the clothes, the pain from the poison began to sway his body so painfully. But Zhuan Ang still wanted to fight.
Realizing the enemy behind Shen Xuemei started moving and three more seconds would catch him Zhuan Ang immediately just slashed his sword in all directions in order to reach him. But for a moment he realized a high-speed sword was chasing from behind.
Zhuan Ang collapsed, his chest felt an immense pain. His lungs seemed like they wanted to explode. He tried to look back at the sword that was after him earlier, but instead he found a young man who was fed by an extraordinary great power was standing there. Vaguely the robe and crown appeared from the golden light he created, while Zhuan Ang was stunned. So amazed he saw it that even pain in the chest he could hold a few seconds.
"You've fought well enough, the rest let me take care of it."
"This voice... You're..."
"Don't be surprised like that, if you die of shock that the lion girl will scold me."
Zhuan Ang's eyes now fell on a sword that had now split in two under Xin Fai's feet, it was somehow as big as the strength of this young man before him to be able to defeat all the enemies alone as he left from there.
Blood splattered the ground, one by one the lives of the enemies drifting rapidly without mercy. Even some great warriors could lose their lives in a single strike, nothing more. Let alone surviving the swing of the Demon Sword, being able to breathe for ten seconds was already extremely difficult.
Shen Xuemei was as mute as she could only see this junior of hers slaughtering like a demonic figure that dared to defy the heavens. His cruelty in fighting was inversely proportional when he spoke earlier, his warm gaze disappearing changed into a prolonged rage of vengeance.
The bodies of the enemies fell to the ground in a truncated state, their numbers were still quite a lot. Even the members of the Blood Devil Man who had previously covered the main gate were forced to intervene in order to block Xin Fai who was in action.
One of the members of the Blood Devil Man to the point of being frightened to see the young man fighting, his sword slashed nonstop. "He's the one who killed the base at Sanmin by himself."
"Don't be such a coward! If you're afraid to back off, don't scare the others because of you!" The other black flow swordsman cursed in annoyance, he had just wanted to see the figure his friend was talking about until fear was equally felt that second as well.
"Dam... Know this I'd better settle in another base."
"Wherever you go he'll keep killing us all, you idiot! There was no other way but to kill him!"
The Blood Demon humans joined forces, they attacked from various directions trying to outwit Xin Fai. Zhuan Ang fought in the midst of his pain.
Zhuan Ang's eyes fell back on Xin Fai who was launching a Thousand Full Moon attack in succession, the number of victims who died could not be counted not to mention the people he had killed on the inside of the headquarters.
'Ah, it's fitting that Miss Ren likes her. With that power he could not only protect Miss Ren, but also everyone in this Empire.'Inner Zhuan Ang began to admit after previously taking Xin Fai for granted.
Zhuan Ang's heart began to air if if if Ren Yuan really would live with the young man but the problem was, he was not sure Xin Fai liked the Miss Ren he loved.
Busy in thinking that the worst had happened, Zhuan Ang was shocked for a few seconds when he saw that Shen Xuemei had now been dragged away by a black swordsman. On his neck crossed a machete ready to cut his throat.
"Senior Shen!" Xin Fai had just regained his senses as the sheer number of enemies made him unable to divide his attention, his gaze falling on Zhuan Ang who was actually not too far away from Shen Xuemei.
Zhuan Ang began to tremble, this was all his fault, if only he had focused earlier everything would not be this way. Shen Xuemei's life meant a lot, his noble father paid a lot for his son to return. Of course, alive is not a name.
Feeling this was all his fault Zhuan Ang raised the sword towards the swordsman, he charged forward boldly before Xin Fai bluffed from behind.
"Don't act rashly!"
"Sorry, it's all my fault."