The Demon Swordsman 2
Ch. 195 - Necklace Shells
The figure's steps did not stop at all even though twenty men whose bodies were even much larger than him were blocked. The Combatant Leader gave a warning, his voice loud and loud. Among the other fighters he was the most senior, his experience in the fight could not be counted on the fingers. But only this time his footsteps trembled when faced with someone who even looked much younger with him. Invisible the figure stopped after getting the first warning, the Combatant Leader brandished his sword with an even more thunderous shout, hoping that the person retreated immediately and left Fanlu City.
"I count to three! If you don't back down immediately then with a heavy heart we'll attack you."
Unexpectedly the figure stopped, making the leader of the fighters slightly breathed a sigh of relief. "good. Stay there, we won't hurt you."
"Then what? You guys gonna arrest me?"
Unexpectedly the person made a sound, at first glance they were like they had heard that voice or something similar to it. But because it's too panicked, no one wants to worry about it.
"We will take you, surrender yourself in peace. We don't want spilling of ditches."
Then shortly afterwards a laugh was heard, as if mocking the words of the leader of the fighters. He shook his head a few times.
"I came here in peace, it was you who looked like you were looking for trouble."
"Hey watch your mouth, who do you think you are speaking to our leader?!" one of the other fighters ignited his emotions, it was obvious he was about to pull out a sword from the scabbard to kill their opponent.
"I won't be here long, if you insist on arresting me please, but don't blame me if your lives are at stake."
The leader of the fighters seemed to weigh these words, but had not had time to make a decision two people had advanced to welcome their enemies, carrying out a compact attack from two different sides. The leader intended to hold back but was already overwhelmed with responsibility, other fighters also ignited their fighting spirit. In the blink of an eye the fight was inevitable again.
"For Fanlu Town!"
"Take our names!"
The cheers turned out to be heard by soldiers who happened to be standing guard at the place, seeing the fight was going on and then the brand intervened. While the Combatant Leader was still petrified in his place, as a person who had been in the martial world for a long time, only by feeling his laughter could he measure how strong his opponent was.
His feet were unmoved in place, hard to move. Dozens of fighters downed. The entire street of Fanlu City was filled with blood that flooded into the trenches. Making the water flow red by the blood, the storm became more and more over it. It was as if singing death songs for the more than twenty lives that floated in Fanlu City and would add up.
"Stop! We don't want war!"
Overwhelmed already, the corpses of the other combatant friends were partially dead with hearts pierced by their own swords. The warrior leader realized that even their enemies had not pulled out their swords. They died by their own weapons.
A head was cut off again and rolled under the feet of the leader of the fighters, without realizing the enemy had stood before him. There was nothing to be seen from behind the hood of the robe that had burned beneath it.
Immediately the deadly air bent the large body, the leader of the fighters fell silent in a suffocating silence. Even though fear took away his common sense, the man tried desperately to speak.
"You-you! What do you want?!"
The sweat soaked the leader's face, his breathing was stingy not playing. But it seemed that his enemy was not even out of breath after finishing off nearly thirty warriors and warriors of Fanlu City. Only himself remains.
"I didn't kill everyone. Only the one who pointed a gun at me died. You can confirm it yourself."
The man looked around, although it made his people dying but he could also see for himself there were still many moving. He must hasten to end this conversation if he wants the lives of his friends to be saved.
"Alright, I know you're a person who knows enough about peaceful discussions. Didn't you?"
"I don't know the word peace."
It felt like the answer was a sign that the cloaked figure would not be easy to talk to.
"You want what? A treasure? The money? Or whatever? Leave this city without any more bloodshed."
Eve gripped instantly enveloped the leader of the fighters, making her breath immediately stop. His shoulders were heavy and his leg knees instantly fell to the ground.
"Sir, I beg ...." The man was scared to death, he least wanted to be killed right now. He immediately remembered his wife who was pregnant with his child. He cannot die now, who will look after his beloved wife.
In the silence of the night she could see that beautiful blue eyes were shining as the dim light of the moon reflected there, so beautiful but also made the man lose control of his body.
"Do you have any food?"
"H-ha?" The leader of the fighters gaped up, he immediately regained his senses and took out a bag of cookies he had brought. Giving the wife. But he wasn't sure it was enough for that figure.
"I just have this ...."
"This is enough. Thanks though. And sorry for messing up your place."
So stunned by the leader of the fighters when he saw the softness of it, the scary and cold air around him was real. But on the other hand there is still goodness in the figure.
As the warrior leader looked behind him, there he could see that the thirty warriors and warriors had woken up in a very puzzling state. They were not injured - or even bleeding a single drop. It only seemed that those people were astonished by what had just happened.
No one can explain what they have just experienced, and assume that they have just been exposed to the Illusionary style.
The extinguishing of lighting in Fanlu City made none of the residents dare to leave the house, most of them just peeking from behind the door or window. Hope no misfortune will befall them.
While the storm had passed, only a prolonged silence filled the night. Secretly the wind blew the curtains on the window where Xin Zhan's body was laid. There was no one in the room. The floor sounded a little crackling, but silence rejoined shortly afterwards.
Ren Yuan listened to the crackling, his heart racing. The origin of the voice rang out from Xin Zhan's room, instantly without a second thought he moved into his first son's room and was made dumbstruck by the presence of a cloaked figure who was now rubbing Xin Zhan's face.
"Go you or-!" Ren Yuan trembled, as his command the figure left. Or rather disappear in the middle of the room. Until finally Xin Zhan's coughing voice rang out, he woke up with a flaming Fire Flower mark on his forehead.
"Danell ...."
Ren Yuan was unable to understand what he had just seen, but all of that became clear as he looked on the small table beside where Xin Zhan was laid.
The scallop necklace he had given Xin Zhan the other day, it disappeared when Xin Zhan returned to Fanlu and was now lying on the table.
"Xin Chen, is that you?"
Ren Yuan opened the window wide. Seeing someone walking in the yard, behind him.
"Xin Chen!!"
Then, the shadow just disappeared.