NOVPUBChapter 490 -490: I Have a Sword Too_1
Xu Fan was surprised, and in the eyes of Qian Sword, a hint of gravity emerged. He had never expected Xu Fan to be so formidable.
鈥淛unior, what exactly is your background?鈥
Qian Sword鈥檚 gaze seemed drifting, but in reality, it was tightly locked onto Xu Fan.
Xu Fan smirked and snorted coldly, 鈥淎sking now, don鈥檛 you think it鈥檚 already too late? You鈥檒l regret provoking me.鈥
Having said that, Xu Fan鈥檚 body shook and his aura was fully released in the blink of an eye, revealing its immense and majestic scale.
If it could be said that he previously held back, keeping a low profile and calm like an ancient well,
...
at this moment, Xu Fan had turned into a surging and churning vast sea, his presence turbulent and overwhelming, capable of sweeping across the world and submerging mountains and rivers, his eyes even more dazzling with lightning, as if he possessed the Fiery Eyes of the Buddha, filled with an indomitable fighting spirit.
Isn鈥檛 this the grace of an unparalleled powerhouse?
Nan Bowan took a breath, amazed, and couldn鈥檛 help but praise aloud, 鈥淕ood! Great! Truly admirable!鈥
He had never expected that Xu Fan could face Qian Sword head-on and still come out unscathed.
However, the situation had just improved significantly, not completely reversed.
After all, once the Qiankun Twin Swords struck together, nobody present could withstand it.
鈥淗ee hee鈥︹€
潡堭潣凁潡答潣?co 𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙥𝒖𝒃.𝒄𝒐𝒎
Suddenly, Qian Sword let out a sinister laugh. Raising his right hand, he formed a sword gesture with his index and middle fingers and pointed obliquely at the sky. His longsword began to vibrate violently on his back.
鈥淐lang!鈥
The longsword unsheathed and flew into Qian Sword鈥檚 hand.
Everyone鈥檚 expressions changed. Although they had already known from intelligence what kind of sword it was, they couldn鈥檛 help but feel their hearts skip a beat when they faced the evil aura emanating from the longsword.
The longsword was a deep red, with fine patterns as if it were stained with fresh blood. As the cold light flickered, ferocious faces appeared on the blade, as if they were demons, and mournful howls echoed in the dark, sending shivers down one鈥檚 spine.
Seeing this, Qian Zongsheng and the other five felt a deep sense of dread and displayed severe apprehension.
As the longsword entered his hand, Qian Sword鈥檚 aura exploded like an index, rapidly climbing, as if to transform into a hellish demon, break through the gates separating the yin and yang realms, and massacre the mortal realm.
In Qian Sword鈥檚 originally turbid eyes, there now shone a sinister crimson, and his hoarse voice suddenly carried an evil, cruel undertone.
鈥淭his sword鈥檚 name is Blood Demon. It was forged by sacrificing the flesh and blood of a family of nine swordsmiths to the furnace. It has the power to capture souls, and every soul that falls beneath this sword is trapped within it. Youngster, would you like to know how many grandmaster spirits have been imprisoned by this sword up to now? Hahaha鈥 a hundred and seven.鈥
鈥淎nd you will become the one hundred and eighth. Once you join the array of the heaven and earth鈥檚 fierce spirits, this sword will undergo a transformation once again.鈥
As soon as Qian Sword finished speaking, he swung the Blood Demon Sword, releasing countless trapped souls that formed a torrent of evil Sword Qi. Bursting from the blade were numerous ferocious spirits rushing straight toward Xu Fan.
On the other side, Kun Sword, although he had not drawn his own sword, was extending his palm towards his brother from afar, secretly channeling True Qi to him.
Combining their power, the Sword Qi they unleashed carried a tumultuous evil aura, rapidly spreading to the surroundings.
The might of a single sword was earth-shattering; even Nan Bowan, who was relatively close, felt deep apprehension and had a grave look in his eyes.
There was no other way, for even he would have to exert his full power to fend off this attack and emerge unscathed.
Yet, Xu Fan calmly watched the Sword Qi approach, completely indifferent, as if it was of no concern to him.
Only when the Sword Qi was within five feet of his body did he suddenly lift his eyelids and bellow, 鈥淪word, come forth!鈥
鈥淐lang!鈥
But with a fierce clang of sword singing, Xu Fan鈥檚 hand suddenly grasped a sword, broad and heavy, primitive in style, its blade as if soaked in ink, deep black with a red glow circulating within.
With the heavy sword in hand, the void itself trembled with resonance, faintly sensing the fluctuation of space, as if ripples spread upon the surface of water.
This heavy sword, acquired by Xu Fan from the apex of the Descending Dragon Tower within the small world set by the Ancient Martial Artist Luo Wutong, was none other than the Heavenly Fiend Great Demon.
All-enveloped in darkness, the sword emitted an icy chill, bearing an aura of chilling ruthlessness and violent bloodthirst鈥攁 sword that craved for blood.
As if responding to Xu Fan鈥檚 soaring and dominating intent to battle, the Heavenly Fiend Great Demon trembled as well, releasing an exhilarating zeal for combat.
It had not seen the light of day for far too long, lying dormant until now, ready to astonish the world the moment it emerged.
Perceiving the overbearing and violent aura of the Heavenly Fiend Great Demon, the Blood Demon Sword let out a deep hum of singing almost immediately, and the sinister faces that occasionally appeared on the blade, as if suppressed, dared not show themselves for the moment.
鈥淵ou think you are the only one with a magic sword? Heh heh鈥︹€
Xu Fan looked disdainfully at the Qian Sword. He didn鈥檛 believe that under the influence of the Heavenly Fiend Great Demon, the Blood Demon Sword could still strut its stuff.
That said, Xu Fan too swung his sword in a slash.
Instantly, a mighty Demonic Qi burst forth like a huge mass of black mist from the sword鈥檚 body, enveloping the blade鈥檚 surface amid ghostly wails and howls, piercing and frantic.
The next moment, the vast Demonic Qi clashed with the evil Sword Qi, and a thunderous explosion resounded.
On one side was the Demonic Qi, and on the other, the evil qi, both colliding head-on with mighty and vigorous power, causing Qian Zongsheng and the others to change expressions and hurriedly shield Xu Yixue, retreating continuously.
Lei Fei didn鈥檛 dare to withstand the shockwaves of energy head-on, drifting far away, settling to the ground to gaze at Qian Zongsheng and his group, staying on guard to prevent any opportunity for the others to attack.
Such a fearsome level of combat was simply beyond their capacity to endure, and even being grazed by the aftereffects was like a regular person being hit by a stray bullet, resulting in no minor injuries.
Xu Yixue landed in a safe area, and seeing Xu Fan exhibit such power, she couldn鈥檛 help but feel overwhelmed with shock, followed by deep concern, her hands subconsciously tighten, her fingernails nearly embedding into her flesh.
Under the fierce collision of air currents in the field, it didn鈥檛 take long for a hierarchy to emerge, with the demonic sword qi slicing through the rolling evil Sword Qi like a sharp blade cleaving through bamboo.
The lost souls emitted pitiful wails, vanishing along with the dissipating evil Sword Qi.
Xu Fan planted the Heavenly Fiend Great Demon on the ground, his hands resting on the hilt, a smile unfolding across his face, bearing a mix of three parts wicked charm, three parts confidence, three parts arrogance, and a touch of nonchalance.
In that moment, he stood as if he were a war god traversing the world, in control of the big picture, holding the power of life and death.
The Qian Sword, too, was somewhat perturbed by this strike, a hint of redness flashing across his face as if he was affected slightly.
鈥淛unior, I hadn鈥檛 expected you to possess such strength.鈥
Qian Sword looked over with a solemn tone, growing heavier by the moment.
However, he was far from discouraged.
After all, that last strike was his initiative, a normal probe, and being defeated didn鈥檛 necessarily mean much.
Then, his gaze fell upon the heavy sword, his eyes revealing a greedy fervor.
He clearly felt that the heavy sword was out of the ordinary, its grade undoubtedly higher than that of the Blood Demon Sword.
If he could control that sword, he was confident that his combat power could rise yet another level.
鈥淛unior, I have changed my mind.鈥 Qian Sword said coldly, 鈥淚f you offer that sword to me, I promise to spare your life.鈥
