Chapter 70: Continue, Demon Slave

Chapter 70: Chapter 70: Continue, Demon Slave

The Eighth-Grade Middle Tier Martial Artist sensed a fatal crisis. Instead of blocking, he scrambled to dodge.

SWISH!

The metal arrow grazed his temples, severing a few strands of hair. However, Lu Yuan had already anticipated his evasion.

SWOOSH!

The second arrow arrived with barely any interval. It was too fast to react to, leaving absolutely no room to dodge.

His pupils constricted. He hastily channeled all of his power and raised his weapon to shield his forehead.

CLANG!

BANG!

The finely forged steel long saber was directly shattered by the arrow. The fragments smashed into his face, sending him tumbling backward once more.

The impact of a metal arrow fired from an Eight-Ton Strong Bow far exceeded eight tons! Moreover, the arrowhead was forged from a special metal, superior to the material of the saber’s blade. Only at the very last moment was it stopped by his astral qi.

Right at this moment...

SWOOSH!

The third arrow arrived.

THWACK!

This time, the target was not his head, but his chest. It pierced cleanly through, the entire metal arrow burying itself into the dirt behind him.

Yu Qiuyang stared blankly, waves of disbelief crashing through his heart.

He thought, "How is this possible? Has this kid become this formidable? With this Archery Skill paired with an Eight-Ton Strong Bow, wouldn’t it be child’s play for him to kill me? Did he really master it this quickly? Or was he already this powerful before?"

On the other side of the battlefield.

SQUELCH!

That High Tier Eighth Grade Martial Artist was impaled by Mu Lingche’s spear. He was hoisted high into the air and rapidly lost all signs of life.

In the blink of an eye, five Eighth Grade martial artists were completely wiped out! The tide of the battlefield had drastically shifted. Meanwhile, the six members of the Demon Suppression Bureau remained completely unscathed.

The formidable combat prowess of the Demon Suppression Bureau was on full display.

Luo Xu’s pupils shrank. He hastily bellowed, "Release those Demon Slaves!"

"Yes, sir!" Someone immediately turned and ran to release the Demon Slaves.

Demon Slaves were Demon Blood Slaves, cultivated by Fuyuan Manor using a Secret Technique. Their bloodlines had experienced atavism, and they were trained in Killing Techniques to possess overwhelming combat strength. Each of them was at least as strong as a normal Eighth-Grade Middle Tier Martial Artist. The strongest among them could even threaten a Seventh Grade expert.

"You dare get distracted while fighting me?" Chen Qiang sneered viciously, suddenly unleashing his ultimate move.

SWISH!

As his long saber rotated, a faint phantom appeared. It was as if Yama himself had descended, holding the Book of Life and Death in one hand and a brush in the other, casually striking a name from its pages.

Three Nods of Yama: Life and Death Life-taking!

Luo Xu shuddered instantly. His spirit condensed and elevated to its absolute peak.

"I am no ordinary Seventh Grade!" he roared.

BOOM!

Blood light exploded out. Blood flames ignited, and a boundless Blood Evil Qi engulfed his entire body.

In an instant, Luo Xu seemed to transform into a Blood Demon, a Blood God Seed. Wrapped in crimson light, the spear in his hands struck out like an Abyssal Demon Weapon to intercept the descending saber.

BANG!

The two forces collided, setting off a terrifying explosive shockwave. The sheer might swept in all directions, surging with Primordial Power. Even from a dozen meters away, one could feel the immense pressure as the gale blasted against their faces.

CRACK!

BANG!

The spear in Luo Xu’s hands suddenly shattered, and Chen Qiang’s long saber cleaved downward.

SQUELCH!

Luo Xu was sent flying backward.

"Haha! How could petty pawns like you ever compare to our Demon Suppression Bureau?" Chen Qiang laughed heartily.

He had come prepared, having specifically borrowed an Upper Grade Profound Weapon from the armory. It was incredibly difficult for an ordinary Seventh Grade martial artist in the outside world to obtain an Upper Grade Profound Weapon, even if they were backed by a major faction.

Luo Xu clutched his chest, his expression ugly. His gaze violently swept toward Dou Kun. "Join forces! Kill him!"

"Kill!" Dou Kun shouted without hesitation. Ignoring his injuries, he joined Luo Xu to besiege Chen Qiang.

***

Five Eighth Grade martial artists had been eliminated, and over a dozen Ninth Grade martial artists had been killed. Fuyuan Manor still had four newly emerged Eighth Grade martial artists and twenty to thirty Ninth Grade fighters.

On the Demon Suppression Bureau’s side, there was Mu Lingche, Jianng Hongfei, Yu Qiuyang, and Liu Zhi, along with Lu Yuan. One of the High Tier Eighth Grade Martial Artists had slipped into the darkness to hunt down Lu Yuan.

Thus, within the manor courtyard, the current matchup was four against three, plus approximately thirty.

The two sides clashed once more in a fierce, fight-to-the-death battle.

The Demon Suppression Bureau had Mu Lingche, a supreme Eighth Grade Peak expert. Fuyuan Manor only had two Eighth-Grade Middle Tier Martial Artists and one Initial Tier Eighth Grade martial artist. At first, the manor’s men didn’t dare to charge forward—they had to stay on guard against Lu Yuan’s arrows.

However, Mu Lingche and his team seized the initiative to attack. At this moment, they finally brought out another lethal weapon: the Repeating Hand Crossbow.

SWOOSH SWOOSH SWOOSH!

With three arrows per person, twelve arrows were fired simultaneously, instantly injuring eight Ninth Grade fighters and the Initial Tier Eighth Grade martial artist.

Then, Mu Lingche charged into the fray like a tiger descending upon a flock of sheep. He single-handedly took on—or rather, monopolized—the two Eighth-Grade Middle Tier Martial Artists. Spinning the spear in his hands like a flood dragon bursting from the sea, he effortlessly suppressed both of them.

Yu Qiuyang charged at the injured Initial Tier Eighth Grade martial artist, leaving Jianng Hongfei and Liu Zhi to deal with the remaining Ninth Grade fighters.

Two against twenty; the pressure was immense.

SWOOSH!

Lu Yuan’s arrow arrived. One of the Eighth-Grade Middle Tier Martial Artists engaged in fierce combat with Mu Lingche was instantly pierced through.

"You..." Mu Lingche’s eyes widened. This kid was actually stealing his contribution points!

SQUELCH!

The second arrow arrived. It was a follow-up shot, instantly killing the Eighth Grade martial artist.

An Eight-Ton Strong Bow paired with Special Arrows posed far too great a threat to Eighth Grade martial artists. Only High Tier Eighth Grade experts—those who had achieved Great Success in Organ Refinement—could block two or even three arrows. Anyone below that level stood little chance.

Now, Mu Lingche was left with only one Eighth-Grade Middle Tier opponent.

However, at this moment, the four released Demon Slaves arrived on the scene. One of them was ten feet tall. Its upper body was that of a bear, while its lower body was humanoid, though its feet were armed with sharp claws. It looked incredibly ferocious, its imposing aura rivaling that of a Seventh Grade expert!

Another looked like a werewolf, and the third resembled a leopard-man. The last one was like a cat-man, possessing a black feline head with large, round eyes, carrying a sword on its back.

As soon as these four Demon Slaves appeared, the entire atmosphere within Fuyuan Manor immediately shifted. Everyone, including Chen Qiang and Luo Xu, couldn’t help but turn their attention toward them, let alone the Eighth and Ninth Grade fighters.

The manor’s side saw a massive boost in morale, while Mu Lingche and the others felt a heavy pressure weighing down on them. The combat prowess of these Demon Slaves was exceptionally strong! Tonight’s mission truly carried immense pressure. If they hadn’t incapacitated a third of the enemies with poison right at the start, things would have been infinitely more difficult.

"Kill them, and I will grant you your freedom!" Luo Xu commanded the four Demon Slaves.

SWISH!

The eyes of the four Demon Slaves instantly lit up. If that were true, it would be the perfect outcome!

ROAR!

The bear-man let out a furious bellow. Its muscles bulged out as a berserk aura erupted from its body. Its gaze quickly locked onto the strongest of the group, Mu Lingche, and it charged straight at him.

BOOM!

It threw a palm strike. The sheer force detonated the air within dozens of feet in front of it. Its sharp claws sliced through the air like blades. Even without deliberate intent, it seemed to coalesce a saber-like energy.

It was absolutely terrifying.

SWISH SWISH!

The werewolf lunged toward Jianng Hongfei.

The leopard-man dashed toward Yu Qiuyang.

The cat-man darted toward Liu Zhi.

Each of their eyes gleamed with excitement, brimming with a burning thirst for freedom and a longing for tomorrow.

Meanwhile, that High Tier Eighth Grade Martial Artist had also located Lu Yuan and was rapidly closing in.

He thought, "Initial Tier Eighth Grade? He’s undergoing blood exchange?"

Luo Rui was surprised. To think that someone so young, whose Cultivation hadn’t even reached the High Tier, possessed such masterful Archery Skill. In just a short time, this boy had killed several of their Eighth Grade experts.

However, he soon couldn’t help but smirk.

He thought, "Consider yourself unlucky for running into me. Even a top-tier archer has to die today!"