The Legend of the Devil
Ch. 130 - The Fall of the Holy Sword
He raised both his hands and face, welcoming the other troops that appeared behind those hundreds of people. A bird demon ridden by another black cross mask.
At the foot of the bird stealth there are dangerous weapons, namely poison and explosive bombs. Xiang Yi Bai observed much sharper and only confirmed one thing. The original army brought by his enemy was about 300 men. There were many archers hiding in the dark, mostly in the ravine walls.
The archers were equipped with explosive arrows and poisoned arrows just like the bird stealth. The complete armament with such an incredible defense made his enemy able to be superior.
One person against three hundred enemies that have many weapons and even bird stealth. Xiang Yi Bai was speechless. The one who sent them here had definitely intended to take the Stone Ground without the slightest defeat.
After a long time of confining himself in composure, today Xiang Yi Bai will again stain his hands with blood.
"It's fortunate that the chairman listened to my advice and made careful preparations to deal with a Monster like you. This way, you're not going anywhere."
Xiang Yi Bai took a breath. Inevitably he had to bet his life in order to save Batu Tanah. The sword in his hand came down and stretched out at the side, the lightning in the eyes of the man was glowing brightly. Meanwhile the Eleven-Finger Ghost was still repeating his question.
"Are you sure you won't join us? It was a pity if a person as great as the Sacred Sword Saint had to end his life here just for protecting what he was not responsible for. I'm asking once again, are you willing?"
"Only an animal understands what you're talking about," that scathing remark pierced right in the heart of the Eleven-Finger Ghost. He was laughing, another nickname given to men was true. He was indeed an actual Old Monster.
"alright. I won't hesitate to finish you off tonight."
Those three seconds were interspersed with gripping horrors. The Gorge of Regret was much scarier than before because after this, the river water flowing in it was no longer clear but blood red. And maybe among that blood, there will be Xiang Yi Bai's blood in it.
The Eleven-Finger Ghost stared fixedly at Xiang Yi Bai until his right hand came down signaling for an attack. Hundreds of warriors stormed Xiang Yi Bai mercilessly while brandishing weapons. At the same time, arrows rained down on the plains and blew up the ground where Xiang Yi Bai stood.
Xiang Yi Bai fended off the poisonous arrows coming from behind his back, that one slash at once decapitated the two people who jumped towards him. Xiang Yi Bai ran around the crowd of people ambushing him, kicking their feet in a position still above the air.
Dozens of them bounced and got back up. Xiang Yi Bai shouted, "Bai Ye!"
Then in an instant a white dragon emerged from the sword he was using. Xiang Yi Bai took out a wooden stick, repelling all the attacks that came towards him.
Bai Ye started to act and flattened everyone from the Red Taring. One by one the poisonous arrows hit his body, Bai Ye screamed and muttered. He slammed his body into the wall where the archer was.
Chaos occurs at the bottom of the Gorge of Regret causing a giant thumping sound that is heard many times. The fight against the Holy Sword Rattles was tough, no one seemed to be able to win or lose. Both of the Red Taring party were still victorious in terms of numbers, but Xiang Yi Bai himself was able to dodge the fatal attacks from the various sides that came every second of his.
Eleven-Finger Ghosts goosebumps to see the man fight. His movements were neatly arranged, as if the battlefield was within the grasp of his hand. Xiang Yi Bai had yet to use a stance and only used a fragile wooden spear, but he could fight very agilely. He has been above the highest human abilities, only time has been decisive. Whether the man will run out of strength before his army runs out or even those who are killed tonight. One to one.
An explosion exploded right on Bai Ye's head hitting the dragon's eyes, Bai Ye screamed for the umpteenth time and in the end her body fell smashing into a huge river. A terrible shock happened. The fall of Bai Ye made Xiang Yi Bai lose focus for a moment. He saw the stealth bird ceaselessly torturing his spiritual animals. Bai Ye is dying.
As the Sacred Sword Saint lost focus at that moment the Eleven-Finger Ghost took the opportunity to attack him. Three arrows struck right on Xiang Yi Bai's back, he spewed blood. Then all so quickly happened, a pair of hands strangled his neck and it was hard to let go.
The special ability of the Eleven-Finger Ghost was located in his hand. The hand can separate itself from its original body and attack the opponent secretly, can even destroy the organs of the target body. Xiang Yi Bai could not cut off those hands because they could make him lose consciousness. If that happens the Ground Stone will be in danger. Xiang Yi Bai was as good as possible to maintain consciousness even though he was currently in a precarious situation.
"I don't want to kill you yet, tell me where the Ground Stone is then I'll let you go."
Xiang Yi Bai did not budge. His eyes rolled looking at Bai Ye who had already lost the strength to fight back.
"Never will."
"You want to let this innocent little dragon die?" The Eleven Finger Ghost stared at Bai Ye in the river. Xiang Yi Bai knitted his brows.
"Promise is the price of death. Can't be bargained for anything. Just try. Kill. You're not gonna get that rock anywhere."
"I was still respecting you because you are the Holy Sword Saint. But now ..." Angry angry. "Without you telling me Red Fangs will soon get them. Your immortality ends here. The 20 years you've spent in this abyss are meaningless. In the end the Rock of Earth will fall into our hands. "
Xiang Yi Bai laughed. Though not believing death will approach him right after he misses him. But on the other hand he did not want that dirty hand to rule over the Earth Ruler Elemental Stone. I heard a rough breath.
"I don't want to deal with the world anymore. This is the end of my suffering all along."
Someone walked to the back of Xiang Yi Bai to stab his heart from behind.
"Say goodbye, Holy Sword Saint," said Eleven-Finger Ghost, the man behind Xiang Yi Bai pulled the sword back to prepare.
"Kill him!"
Right at the same time a head fell rolling under the feet of the Eleven-Fingered Ghost.
**