Chapter 862 - 443: Vampiric Soul Devourer (Part 3)

"I’ve long heard of the Blood Flame Tyrant Blade, renowned throughout the Western Regions, its power sweeping across the Heavenly Mountain, formidable beyond compare. May I ask which esteemed member of the Duan Family I have the honor of meeting?"

Chen Xuantian stopped and stared at him.

"Duan Tie, have you heard of him?"

Cang Ming’s eyes lit up.

"So, it’s the Young General. I’ve heard of your great name for ages!"

Chen Xuantian raised his eyebrows, planted the blade, and lifted his chin.

"Who are you?"

"Mount Emei’s Cang Ming, I’ve met Young General Duan."

This Cang Ming indeed had a somewhat extraordinary presence, stepping forward with a proud chest.

"Even though I’ve not had the fortune of meeting you before, I’ve heard of the Grand Commandant’s unmatched martial prowess, his noble deeds, opening up the new frontier, sweeping across the Heavenly Mountain; the Duan Family revered in the Western Regions, renowned across the land.

Not to mention the Blood Flame Tyrant Blade, an unparalleled skill under heaven, reputed as the first in Tai Chi Saber Technique. Naturally, I’ve long admired it. Today, blessed with this opportunity, I hope the Young General won’t hold back and enlighten me!"

Chen Xuantian slung the saber over his shoulder and beckoned.

"Alright, alright, bring your head over here, I’ll chop a couple of times for you to see."

"Great! Emei Cang Ming! Please grant..."

Cang Ming beamed with joy and prepared his Sword Flower.

"Hold on! Senior Brother, why waste words with this Demon Head! He clearly has no skill to break the array, trying to lure you out for an ambush!"

The little Junior Sister saw Cang Ming genuinely itching to fight, wanting to rush in for a solo showdown, and quickly jumped out to interject.

The eldest Junior Sister also nodded repeatedly.

"Indeed, this Blood Demon commits countless atrocities, killing many; everyone ought to eradicate him! There’s no need for you, Senior Brother, to talk about Jianghu righteousness with him! Let’s join forces to eliminate him and avenge the citizens in the city!"

Chen Xuantian rolled his eyes.

"Oh, so you want to avenge the citizens in the city too, have you figured out who did it?"

Cang Ming chuckled serenely.

"We Qi Refiners spend years sitting idly in the mountains, rarely getting a chance to witness heroes from across the land.

Now, as chaos erupts throughout the world, demons appear; I foresee a great gathering at the Heavenly Mountain sooner or later.

With this great opportunity now at hand, it’s perfect for me to test the methods of the Blood Flame Tyrant Blade."

The little Junior Sister shook her head and said,

"Senior Brother Cang Ming, you don’t know how formidable the Demon Sect Divine Skill is; our current power can’t possibly contend with the Blood God’s Son. If something goes wrong..."

The eldest Junior Sister added,

"Yeah, yeah, we should wait until we deploy our magic treasures, and once we catch the culprits’ Weakness, only then should we strike together."

"No, it’s not about waiting; once the Elixir is complete, the tribulation is over. Miss this village, and there won’t be this shop..."

Cang Ming was tangled up with the two women feeling utterly overwhelmed as they kept talking without listening.

So the yellow-faced man stood up silently, reversed his grip on the shoulder sword grid, positioning the long sword against his right back shoulder blade, while slightly bending his waist and back, stepping forward with his left foot in the Void stance, his right foot poised, the whole person shot forth like an arrow released from the bowstring!

"Emei Cang Yun! Dragon Style! Please grant your teachings!"

"Swish——!"

The long sword danced like a silver dragon, slashing down! Sword light poured down like mercury, aiming straight for the head!

Chen Xuantian laughed aloud, raised the broken knife, pointing directly at Cang Yun,

"Good! Let me show you!"

"Bang!"

Then a thunderous crack sounded, as Cang Yun, who had just rushed out of the array, was instantly blasted away, without even seeing how the attack came about. The yellow-faced young Taoist was blown horizontally three zhang away, half of his Daoist robe turning red, with internal organs scattered, spraying everywhere.

"Cang Yun!"

Cang Ming roared furiously, about to rush out of the array, but the sister duo was prepared, suddenly casting a spell to raise a veil of silk, forcibly pulling him back.

At this moment, this Emei Taoist was also greatly distressed, staring at the horrific bloody chest wound of Cang Yun, his eyes almost popping out, trembling as he exclaimed,

"This, this is the Blood Flame Tyrant Blade!?"

"No, it’s a 20mm All Living Things Equal Bullet."

Chen Xuantian gazed at the shattered wound on the yellow-faced Taoist’s chest, turning his head along the blood splatter trajectory, only to see the air open and close like a water curtain, a multi-barreled Fire God Cannon on an Eight-legged War Chariot spewing wrath and disengaging optical camouflage, jumping out from the Void.

The boss has arrived...