Chapter 47 (1/2)

Translator: Radiant  Editor: Radiant

“Ha ha ha, die for me!” Having the upper hand, The Demon Emissary didn’t give Xue Ying any chance to react. He quickly followed up with a chop, rushing forward with the twin axes in his hands.

Xue Ying twisted his body in the air, his spear thrusting out like a viper!

Xiu!

Xue Ying single-handedly thrust his spear mid-air. Due to its speed and length, the spear quickly arrived in front of the Demon Emissary.

“So ruthless, so fast!” The Demon Emissary was startled. He had initially cornered Xue Ying, but now he was faced with a life threatening spear attack! “How is his spear technique so fast? It wasn’t this fast a moment before!”

His pair of Blood Axes instinctively folded up, completely sealing the spear’s attack options, just like a two-hinged door.

“Peng”

The spear tip and axe met head to head. Although this kind of one-handed throw focused on a quick and sudden attack, and its power was far less than a stab, sweep or strike, the Demon Emissary still felt his axe shaking.

“You deserved to die.” Xue Ying landed immediately, then rushed again towards the Demon Emissary. Snowflakes fluttered, Xue Ying’s spear became a mirage and started to attacked.

Clang, clang, clang…

In a moment, the spear’s after images appeared everywhere, with a much faster speed than before.

The Demon Emissary was stunned. He panicked and instinctively defended, not daring to strike back, because this time Xue Ying’s spear attack was too fast. It made the Demon Emissary feel if he tried attacking, then he wouldn’t be able to defend against the spear. “How could the speed of his spear attack increase this much? Did he hide his full power before? Damn! Such a young brat, how could he be this strong?”

Peng

A moment later, the spear thrust hundreds of times towards the Demon Emissary, whirling furiously on its way.

With his pair of Blood Axes, the Demon Emissary took a defence stance. With a peng sound, the Demon Emissary felt a violent power passed through the Blood Axe. He automatically stumbled back.

Peng peng peng.

Xue Ying furiously thrust, stabbed and sweeped with his spear.

Xue Ying and his weapon merged together like a dragon, again and again, attacking frantically with a fascinating speed.

The Demon Emissary constantly retreated. His movements were partially distorted, cold sweat flowing on his forehead.

Hu!

The sound of air being ripped apart rang aloud. The spear-head instantly broke in through the gap where the two Blood Axes crossed.

Puchi!

The Demon Emissary stared wide eyed, the Blood Axes in his hands fell down with a clang sound, resounding throughout the Great Hall.

…

Hu. Xue Ying retracted his spear. There was a big bloody hole in Demon Emissary’s throat. Blood gushed out while the Demon Emissary tried to cover the hole while he kept on staring. He unwillingly stared at Black-clothed youngster with a fierce spirit in front of him. As a person, he had come from a big clan’s protector family, step by step climbing up, infamous for his viciousness, and honored as the Blood Axe Legend Knight…

He had done anything for strength.

He had slaughtered a big clan’s young master and his troops for a top grade Dou Qi technique. He had been able to get ahold of the complete Dou Qi technique after a few rounds of torture and interrogation.

He had annihilated an innocent clan for a godly weapon, the Blood Axe.

After being banished to the Infernal World, he had looked for a Demon God to help him escape from the Infernal World. The other party agreed to help him, and even gifted him a forbidden technique. He eventually gritted his teeth and chose to abandon the Xia Clan, relying on the Demon God and becoming a Demon God Emissary.

He managed to escaped to the Mortal World with great difficulty. He had barely recovered half of his strength, when he suddenly died in the hands of a young and fameless Great Spear Master.

“You… you…” the Demon God’s Emissary stared at Xue Ying, when suddenly he saw a faint blood colored Qi flowing around Xue Ying.

“Pri… primor… ” his eyes were wide open, but they had already dulled out, blood gushing out when he tried to speak. He stared at Xue Ying, “Remember… my… name… Xue…”