Chapter 128: Blood and Sword (1/2)

Chapter 128: Blood and Sword

Hearing Fei immediately refuse his request, [Hidden at Snowpeak] slightly frowned and no longer spoke. He was someone with few words; these types of people were usually persistent and tough, and the things they decided would not be changed even if nine giant dragons tried to pull the words back.

However, silence didn’t mean surrendering.

While channeling a crazy amount of energy, [Hidden at Snowpeak] Dani’s swords began ringing as it turned longer and clearer; it was breathtaking. Lower star level soldiers became dizzy and started vomiting, while other people couldn’t help but cover their ears tightly. The blade was buzzing at an indescribably terrifying frequency, almost turning into a ball of dazzling silver light under the golden sun.

[Hidden at Snowpeak], White Robe Long Sword.

Among the young generation royal family elites in the 250 subsidiary countries in Zenit Empire, Dani was definitely a first-class figure with his five-star strength. Even though Fei displayed a whole set of barbarian equipment and his power began skyrocketing again, he still didn’t dare to let his guard down.

Fei adjusted his breath and tightly held the purple and green twin swords.

The atmosphere was oppressing, and there was a brief moment of silence before the storm.

At this time, the most powerful elites on the peak of Eastern Mountain that had the most complete reservation of strength, now began a life and death duel.

Suddenly!

Whew!

The sword is out!

No trembling cry, no energy rushing around like crazy, no earth-shuttering, and not even the dust on the ground flew. The two shadows’ speed already exceeded the perceptual limit of the human retina, and the people suddenly noticed Fei and [Hidden at Snowpeak]’s locations had already quietly switched.

Then, a burst of crisp clashes of metal blade and sword exchanging blows finally passed into everyone’s ears.

A whirlwind brought up the dust on the ground, drowning the crowd’s attention.

Dust fell.

Then, blood spewed out from Fei’s shoulder, turning the mysterious armor on his body red.

Those people on Paris’s side began cheering at the same time on the Eastern Mountain, but very soon, [Hidden at Snowpeak] Dani’s clothes began turning red in areas as well, and his figure began crumbling, unable to stand firmly.

Struggling to turn around, [Hidden at Snowpeak] looked at the countless small wounds that suddenly appeared on his body, and a desolate bitter smile appeared on his pale face, “You win, but, Your Majesty Alexander, I beg to you to let Ms. Paris go!”

With the sword supporting his body, blood began crazily surging out from the countless small wounds and very quickly moistened the stones and soil nearby. The crowd audiences finally saw very clear. It turned out that just at that instant both sides’ figure clashed, Fei’s purple and green duo swords already left countless small wounds on the [Hidden at Snowpeak]’s front chest, arms, legs, abdomen.

Everyone was in dismay. Holy shit, in that instant that couldn’t even be captured by the naked eye, just how many strikes did this little King deliver, in order to cause such surprising injuries on a master like [Hidden at Snowpeak]?

Just at that moment, some people have begun to sympathize with this Tier 1 Nadeko Kingdom’s prince. The rumor says that he chose to give up his place because he fell yin love with Paris, and he had been in seclusion on a snow mountain peak for training. Presumably, this time it is also because of Paris that he decided to become an assassin. Unfortunately, this might be the end of this hero’s path, not only couldn’t he save the life of his love, he might not even be able to survive.

Heroes treasure heroes, maybe this little king should grant [Hidden at Snowpeak]’s last wish, right?

But—

“I’ve told you before. Your sword can only save yourself. Her life will be decided by herself.” Fei shook his head, then brutally refused, “You survived one round, I allow you to leave alive!”

[Hidden at Snowpeak] slightly hesitated.

He laughed once bitterly, left a trail of blood-dripping footprints, slowly walked past Fei, and returned back to behind the cold-blood demon girl Paris. Then, he never talked again, just tightly holding onto the long sword covered in blood.

During this process, Paris didn’t have any reaction.

Her eyes were fixed on the rolling sea of clouds in the distance, not even looking at [Hidden at Snowpeak] once, as if this man in front of her eyes is now completely unrelated to him.

“My turn now?” Paris looked back at Fei calmly, “How many strikes do you want me to take?”

Fei shook his head, with a quite strange smile he said, “You are not my match, so you don’t have to fight me. Although some people want to kill you to eliminate future troubles, but I just need you to do one thing for me, and I can immediately let you leave the Eastern Mountain unharmed.”

“Oh, what can I do for you?”

Fei turned around, walked towards the king altar ruins, Paris and others looked over with puzzled eyes, and they just saw Fei slashed a few giant rocks with his sword, and retrieved something from below. Light and delicate design, full of stained blood, yet still exuding golden glory under the sun, flowing a different kind of noble and gorgeous scent.