Chapter 850: Chapter 850: The Mantis Stalks the Cicada, Unaware of the Oriole Behind
"Huff, huff..."
The blood-red sword appeared like the grim reaper’s blade, resembling a streak of red lightning, swiftly blocking Ye Xunhuan’s front!
"Yin and Yang unite, annihilate!"
Ye Xunhuan immediately roared in rage, his sword swinging out vigorously.
In just an instant, Ye Xunhuan swung out thirteen swords in rapid succession, fluidly executed without any hesitation!
As these thirteen swords swung out, a pattern resembling the Tai Chi Diagram suddenly appeared in front of Ye Xunhuan!
But in the next moment, this Tai Chi Diagram immediately dissipated!
No, more accurately, it split apart and then recombined, like particles in the air swiftly merging together to form a giant sword!
The giant sword as soon as it was formed, shot out immediately!
"Whoosh!"
A sound of breaking through the air resounded immediately, the giant sword turning into a bolt of lightning.
In an instant, the colossal sword shadow met mid-air and collided heavily!
"Crack!"
Although they were ethereal sword shadows, they still made a crisp sound when they collided.
"Crack!"
Another crisp sound, and then the two sword shadows split each other apart and transformed into two arrows of light, speeding towards Ye Xunhuan and Yuan Ming!
The terrifying speed reached Ye Xunhuan and Yuan Ming before they could react!
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
Four dull sounds echoed almost simultaneously.
The next moment, both Ye Xunhuan’s and Yuan Ming’s chests were immediately drenched in blood, and their bodies uncontrollably shook as if hit by a tremendous electric current!
"You... you actually managed to block my Seven Star Break..." Yuan Ming’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Looking at the faltering Yuan Ming, Ye Xunhuan scoffed coldly, "Nothing is impossible!"
"You think too highly of yourself; you probably don’t have the capacity to fight me anymore, do you?"
Upon hearing Ye Xunhuan’s words, Yuan Ming’s heart trembled violently.
Could it be... he can still continue to fight?
The next moment, Ye Xunhuan answered Yuan Ming with his actions, holding his blade, with the sword tip pointing to the ground, he stepped toward Yuan Ming.
The sharp blade created a harsh sound as it scraped against the ground.
But this harsh sound was like the tolling of a death bell from hell to Yuan Ming’s ears.
In this moment, Ye Xunhuan appeared like an ancient hero, resembling an unparalleled swordsman.
Looking at Ye Xunhuan approaching step by step, terror filled Yuan Ming’s face.
He truly didn’t have the strength to fight Ye Xunhuan again; the Seven Star Break had nearly exhausted all his energy, but it only injured Ye Xunhuan, not killing him.
What was even more worrying was that Ye Xunhuan was now approaching like the grim reaper, intent on taking his life.
Run!
This thought immediately flashed through Yuan Ming’s mind.
If he couldn’t win, all he could do was run, but the question was, could he, exhausted as he was, manage to escape?
Instantly, Yuan Ming turned around, poised to flee.
Whether he could escape or not, he must run. If he doesn’t run, he’ll only die; if he runs, there’s still a chance to survive.
Just when Yuan Ming was about to flee, a sudden voice emerged: "The Marshal is truly worthy of his title, continuously overpowering the people of Shu Mountain!"
This voice, like thunder falling from the ninth heaven, buzzed throughout the sky.
Hearing this deep voice, Ye Xunhuan’s face suddenly turned stern, and a bad premonition abruptly rose in his heart.
Suddenly, a shadowy figure swiftly attacked from not far away, reaching Yuan Ming in an instant, locking eyes with Ye Xunhuan and positioning Yuan Ming behind him, clearly intending to protect Yuan Ming.
Upon seeing the suddenly appearing man with blond hair, blue eyes, and a hooked nose, Ye Xunhuan’s face slightly changed: "Antonio, damn it, it’s you again!"
Indeed, the individual was none other than Antonio.
Antonio who had been rescued earlier by Tian Sha’s sister.
Now he had returned with a vengeance, and his timing couldn’t have been more impeccable.
For a moment, Ye Xunhuan’s face wore an unprecedented seriousness; although he was still capable of fighting, he had to admit he was already injured.
Fighting with Antonio now was practically suicidal.
"Marshal, and it’s not just Lord Antonio who has come!"
Another abrupt voice spoke out.
This voice, although icy, sounded remarkably clear.
It was certain, the newcomer was a woman!
True to Ye Xunhuan’s expectation, immediately a graceful figure slowly emerged into his view.
What the woman looked like, Ye Xunhuan couldn’t see, as her face was covered by a veil, and without x-ray vision, he couldn’t discern her features.
But the woman’s eyes were large and intensely spirited, yet those expressions were indeed cold and ruthless.
Regardless of how this woman looked, her voluptuous figure could tantalize countless men.
Looking at the woman before him, Ye Xunhuan couldn’t help but frown, as he had absolutely no recollection of her!
"It seems the Marshal doesn’t recognize me!" The woman said coldly: "But that’s normal, I am but a minor character, how could I possibly enter the esteemed eyes of the Marshal?"
"Even a minor character should have a name, right?"
"Then you can call me Black Night!"
Black Night?
Ye Xunhuan’s brows, which had just relaxed, furrowed together again.
"I do know an organization called Black Night; what’s your relation to that group?"
"I am their leader!" Black Night very straightforwardly admitted: "Marshal, do you have any more questions?"
"What if I say I do?"
"Then ask quickly, after your questions, I can send you on your way!"
"Just you?" Ye Xunhuan said disdainfully: "Though I am injured now, you alone are still not enough to kill me!"
"Marshal, treating me as if I’m invisible is a bit inconsiderate, right?" Antonio frowned and said: "She can’t kill you, but what about me?"
The disdain on Ye Xunhuan’s face immediately vanished, and his expression became even more unsightly.
Fuck, today I’ve really encountered trouble.
"Antonio, I really didn’t expect you’d one day cooperate with someone else!"
"As long as it achieves my goal, what’s not possible?" Antonio said indifferently: "However, Marshal, if you willingly hand over the Tai Chi Diagram, I could plead with Miss Black Night to spare your life. You could become her slave, how about that?"
"Of course, if you’re willing to kneel down and lick Miss Black Night’s toes, I think she might let you go!" Antonio’s face was filled with mocking amusement.
As if in his eyes, Ye Xunhuan was already fish meat on the chopping block!