109 A Storm is Brewing 5 (1/2)
”Intruders of Lin Palace, shall DIE!” The decade of repression withheld within Jun Qing burst forth at that moment into a mesmerising dance with his blade, a weaving trail of moonlight reflecting off the sword like liquid silver, weaving through the shadowed figures in a flash!
Standing as though rooted to the ground, the shadows had no time to react!
They stood in blank astonishment, looking at Jun Qing.
Did the cripple who was sitting in the wheelchair, just kill a score of his enemies in a flash? That swift and unerringly precise swordplay chilled them to their bones.
Jun Qing was not crippled! He was faster than ever!
They could only watch on in dismay, as their comrades were killed one by one, as chilling fear crept into their hearts.
”White Owl!” Jun Qing summoned under his breath, and blinding brilliance burst forth from the ring on his finger. A large white owl manifested within the light, and with a screech, swooped into the enemies!
The Bone Corroding White Owl! Jun Qing's contractual spirit, of the highest seventh level of spiritual power, had spread fear in battle throughout the lands!
For ten years….. Jun Qing had hidden the spirit from people, and most have forgotten the existence of the Bone Corroding White Owl!
With its massive wingspan of over three metres, it kicked up a bloody whirlwind among the enemies, in the eye of the storm!
”Damn it! Jun Qing legs! How can Jun Qing move like this? What is happening!?” The shadowed figures crowed as they were pushed back by the ferocious onslaught of blindingly fast swordplay by Jun Qing and the savage ferocity from the massive beast of an owl. With less than half their numbers remaining, they fled in retreat.
”Arghhhhh!!” The first of the retreating enemies screamed, and the dark clothed group turned to the sound of terror.
A magnificent black beast stood with a dark clothed figure's neck held mangled within its massive jaws, bright red blood ran freely, as it splattered all over the ground.
Crack.
The beast broke the neck.