The Legend of the Devil
Ch. 131 - The Return of the Devil
The shadow of lightning darted sharply over their heads, the Red Taring troops' attention starting to split apart when something possessing great power suddenly attacked them.
The Eleven-Finger Ghost that had just looked down at the head that was rolling under his feet also looked up to see the lightning fast shadow that instantly killed the archers hidden in the ravine wall and behind them. The human body fell into the river and was carried by the torrent.
Xiang Yi Bai was small stunned as from behind the Eleven-Finger Ghost a strange figure appeared suddenly, a sword glint reflected in the light of the full moon that night. He felt that he did not recognize who was there, perhaps another enemy who wanted to fight over the Ground Stone as well. If this were true, everything would be even more troublesome.
The figure pulled the crossed sword behind the neck of the Eleven-Finger Ghost, the black masked man had a high degree of sensitivity which made him in time quickly realize the presence of a figure behind and instantly get away from there. In a state without hands there was nothing he could do but retreat.
The shadow of lightning swooped sharply over Xiang Yi Bai's head, he only realized it was a red light that was as if it was burning and had a monstrous pure power, the lightning descended so quickly and passed by from Xiang Yi Bai just like that.
It was not Xiang Yi Bai who was injured, but rather the Eleven-Finger Ghost that was currently spewing out fresh blood. One of his hands was captured by the lightning, he carried it up and started using a style that had stunned anyone in a few seconds.
The red wings mixed with gold gave off a beautiful and graceful light, the Phoenix was flying as high as it was while the hand of the Eleven-Finger Ghost clamped on its feet he just dropped it. The demon stopped flying upwards and went back into the same downward swooping motion. It's just that his current course is different. He was aiming for the hands of the Eleven-Finger Ghost and the Red Fingers army that was only a few meters below him.
Fenghuang glided rapidly, a swooping motion from that height accompanied the light bracelets that appeared at the place where Fenghuang passed through it.
When the left hand of the Eleven-Finger Ghost was struck by the power of Fenghuang, that hand was instantly crushed into dust. Fenghuang was unforgiving and barged into the middle of the humans and landed there. The humans scattered while screeching in fear.
"Surge, shit!"
"What kind of smile is that?! There's never been a bird demon this strong-!"
"Stop asking, we'll die if we don't run"
The next instant the Phoenix struck the Red Taring army, a fierce bang once again shook the Gorge of Regret accompanied by a strong wind. The rocks on the land of Fenghuang landed bounced upwards, not the least of the Red Fangs bouncing down the wall.
The plan that was about to be completed perfectly right in front of his eyes collapsed instantly due to the presence of the stealth bird and the mysterious figure, it was clear that the Eleven Finger Ghost was a heavy emotion. He lost one of his hands, while the other returned to his body. Lucky Ghost Eleven Fingers quickly took action or else the phoenix would destroy it without any residue.
But it cannot be lied to that the mysterious figure has a concentrated aura and also pure energy, such as Yin and Yang. It was hard to guess whether he was an opponent or a comrade, but seeing that figure attacking them and protecting Xiang Yi Bai was certainly that figure was his enemy.
"Who are you really?" said the Eleven Fingers Ghost while holding a heavy grunt, his heart would not accept if all this was in vain. Not a small cost was incurred to launch this plan, if the Red Taring Chief listened to his failure, perhaps not a single finger of his body was left after this. He'll be burned alive.
Moreover, the Eleven-Finger Ghost had never heard of another swordsman who possessed such strength as the figure in front of him, feeling extremely evil and intimidating. He also kept a very powerful phoenix. Supposedly if he was truly great, his name would be famous in the martial world and the Eleven-Finger Ghost knew who the figure was.
"That's important?"
Xiang Yi Bai momentarily drew a faint smile.
The little louse had returned to being a young man, its strength had increased by far more than Xiang Yi Bai had thought.
"Hey, I only told you to eat Loreng's lizard, not finish off all the lizards alone like a starving person," said Xiang Yi Bai, as he tried to read the flow of power in Xue Zhan's body. His eyes narrowed.
"You really ate all those Loreng lizards?!" Just this time Xiang Yi Bai spoke with high intonation, he was completely shocked until his mouth opened in disbelief.
"Teacher Xiang, I'm back. Luckily there was Fenghuang who was delivering me so that the journey back was faster, I heard a thumping sound from here and hurriedly came. It turns out that it's true, Master is under attack." Xue Zhan turned his gaze toward the Eleven-Finger Ghost. He looked at the clothes the man was wearing and recognized him immediately.
"Red Fingers ...?" he mumbled in disbelief. Xue Zhan frowned a tight eyebrow. "I won't let you touch Master Xiang!"
Xiang Yi Bai shook his shoulders, inexhaustible with the shock the student gave him. "When you're made stupid, you idiot, and you fool all. Until eating all Loreng lizard until poisoning. You're totally nuts. " Xiang Yi Bai watched his disciple once more, while Xue Zhan focused on preparing to fight against the Eleven-Finger Ghost.
His students are really growing. Not only in terms of strength, but also in how to fight. How he grasped the sword, the horses and the surprise attack he had brought up in the beginning. "G ... This little devil was already angry. Be careful, Black Cross Mask, maybe this time he will go berserk and swallow you alive."
Xiang Yi Bai mocked the Eleven-Finger Ghost who was still guessing who the figure was, but when he heard the word demon he raised his face and was shocked.
"Devil?" The mouth of the Eleven-Finger Ghost trembled for a moment. "You mean the last son of the Devil to fall into this abyss? Is he still safe? How is that possible!" it looks a little panicked. "Even the strongest humans are not necessarily survivors of this Pitfall of Regret!"
"You're from the Red Fangs, aren't you?" Xue Zhan raised the sword by his side, a huge force started flowing into the sword blade.
"I happen to want to eradicate rotten people from Red Taring like you. Don't expect to escape, Ghost of Eleven Fingers."
When the Eleven-Finger Ghost did not know who the opponent he was going to face, Xue Zhan already knew his name first. The Eleven-Finger Ghost that only had one hand and hundreds of troops that Fenghuang killed began to lose confidence.
Fenghuang flapped her wings as it landed on Xue Zhan's arm. The two pairs of red eyes lit up in the dark of the night.
"Accept this defeat and regret your sin in the pit."