311 We’ve Lost Another One! (1/2)

Lei Jian Hong's sword suddenly turned into a blue tornado in the midst of that battle's confusion. There were rapid explosions as he resolutely smashed the defensive circle that had been made by the members of the Devine Storm Guard.

Loud explosions echoed as over ten members of the Devine Storm Guard bore the brunt of the attacks. That exceptionally ferocious attack made them spit blood as they went flying upside-down. Lei Jian Hong didn't neglect this chance. The blue light that had covered his body wrapped around his long sword as he slashed at the men in the circle. The seven or eight people who were in the sword's range were cut into two.

Lei Jian Hong had intended to open-up a gap in their defense using the entire might of his strength. However, the strength of his previous attack had crumbled, but the new attack hadn't yet replaced it yet. This was a crucial moment. And, Zhan Cun Xiao, along with the other members of the Devine Storm Guard, quickly rushed over to fill the gap. And then, thirty swords fell on Lei Jian Hong with the intention to behead him. Lei Jian Hong's was able to muster his Qi in the given time-frame. So, he fell into a defensive position as he parried continuous blows from around a dozen swords. However, he was a Sky Xuan Peak expert at the end of the day. So, he was able to withstand the numerous enemies in a stable manner. He then mustered his powerful Xuan Qi as he defended against many sword attacks, and gave out a loud roar. His tyrannical sword power had been replenished by now; around a dozen men sustained serious injuries and fell to the ground.

Lei Jian Hong had gained a good foothold by breaking through that defense. However, he had exerted a lot of effort to resist those multiple counter-attacks. And then, he had roused his powerful Xuan Qi to use that murderous maneuver. This had somewhat injured his meridians. Moreover, he had received strong attacks from over ten enemies' swords — twice at that. His high Xuan Qi cultivation had made his skin as hard as iron. Therefore, he didn't receive any wounds on his body, but his clothes weren't able to escape their fate. His clothing had been slashed to strips. His clothes now looked like those of a beggar. Lei Jian Hong then quickly turned around, and retreated away.

Lei Jian Hong merely needed a little time to recuperate. All he had to do… was to harmonize his breathing for a moment. And then, he'd be able to reinstate himself to his original state.

However, the outcome of Lei Jian Hong's powerful attack had been very shocking. He had thoroughly opened a gap in their defenses on his side. That was when the Li Family's elite warriors shouted in unison, and rushed-in like a powerful sea-tide. The other two Sky Xuan experts employed the same tactic in the other two directions. They made a gap… and when that gap in the Devine Storm Guard's defenses was exposed… the defending troops were thrown into disarray.

Lei Jain Hong and his two companions had initially conserved their strength to deal with the Blood Sword Hall's experts as-and-when they'd show-up. However, those people didn't show up. They presumed that the enemy never had any reinforcements. Therefore, the three Sky Xuan experts became relaxed, and embraced a blitzkrieg-ish attitude. And then, they displayed their true strength. They didn't spare any expenses when it came to consumption of their Xuan Qi, and pounced at that flock of sheep like tigers. They then commenced the slaughter.

”Stop… don't kill me! I'm the Southern Trade Union's Vice-President! I… I… I surrender!” Someone's mournful shout pierced the blue dome of the heavens. It was Meng Xiao Song.

His side was being defeated. So, he couldn't repress that feeling of abject fear in his heart; nor could he repress his thirst for life. Therefore, he put forth his surrender.

Zhou Jian Ming — Lei Wu Bei's second disciple — was facing him. He was thoughtlessly about to chop down with his sword when he unexpectedly came-up against this person who wasn't really very weak in terms of strength. However, how could he bear to fight an opponent who just went down on his knees? And whose face was covered with tears and snot? ”Let me go… I… please great hero… have pity on me. I have a hundred year old mother back home. I have hungry and crying children…”

Meng Xiao Song cried as he continued to whimper, ”Great hero… boo hoo… I don't want to die!”

Zhou Jian Ming stopped and stared blankly.

He could never have imagined that there would be someone in this world who'd be so greedy for life, and so afraid of death. [This shameless person is kneeling down when the two forces are clashing. Unexpectedly, he's the Southern Trade Union's Vice-President… Isn't this humiliating for him? He's indeed without any sense of shame; he's extremely shameless! His shamelessness knows no limits…]

”Bullsh*t! Come crawling to the Master you coward! Tell me where the Xuan Beast Crossbows are kept, and I'll let you go. In fact, I'll make a way for you to escape!” Zhou Jian Ming yelled in anger.

”It's… it's… those crossbows…” Meng Xiao Song tried his best to become beady eyed. [Wouldn't I want to tell you if I knew? Do you think I know where they've hoarded those crossbows? Do you think I consider them to be more important than my life? I really don't know ah!]

”Hurry up! Damn it! What are you turning all 'beady eyed' for, you coward?! Do you want to die? Nod if you're that unhappy with life!” Zhou Jian Ming yelled loudly.

”Great hero… spare me! I… I'm useless… I don't know where those crossbows are kept!” Meng Xiao Song was extremely scared. He suddenly kowtowed with a ”Slam!” — that was actually the sound of him touching the ground!

”I'm going to fu*k your mother! Your surrender isn't worth a fart! It's no good; you don't have the tiniest bit of usefulness for me! Fu*k you, you coward!” Zhou Jian Ming cried loudly. His eyes widened in a glare. He then raised his foot and gave a tight kick ”Bang!” to Meng Xiao Song's abdomen. His kick sent that man over three meters away, but he was left feeling gloomy.

[This coward didn't know anything, and yet he came to surrender… really?!]

The airborne Meng Xiao Song was still shouting ”Spare… my life…” He hadn't finished his sentence when his voice suddenly stopped. A blood red sword had metamorphosed in the sky. It had easily cut the airborne man's body into two. Then, it picked-up speed instead of slowing down, and shot straight towards Zhou Jian Ming.

Meng Xiao Song's body was cut into two, and sprayed a rain of blood everywhere. Then, a blood-red figure emerged from that rain of blood like a devil.

This figure had penetrated straight through Meng Xiao Song's body.

A ray of light flashed forward like lightning, and chopped the leg which Zhou Jian Ming had raised to kick Meng Xiao Song's body. Zhou Jian Ming hadn't retracted his foot in time. The light cut the flesh as easily as knife cuts butter.