Chapter 1394

Chapter 1394 (Raw 1385): Mysterious Bladesman

"What a coincidence! This is my first time seeing human cultivators since coming to this graveyard half a year ago. I wonder, what does your blood taste like?"

The male Blood Demon revealed a cruel smile. Then, he turned into a beam of scarlet light and charged over.

Of the five people present, only Ling Feng seemed like a threat to the Blood Demon. However, he was only a minor threat, just a First Heaven Martial Emperor. The Blood Demon had killed many of such people.

"Go, I'll block him!"

With one look, Ling Feng could tell that he was no match for this person. The other party's cultivation was stronger than his by two Heavens, a Third Heaven Martial Emperor. Furthermore, the other party was a Demon royal clan genius; his talent would not be low, either.

In a situation of equal talents, cultivation became the standard for comparing combat prowess. If the other party were stronger by only one Heaven, Ling Feng would still be confident of fighting to a draw. With the other party two Heavens stronger, he would only be able to last one hundred moves.

However, if this group of junior brothers and junior sisters could flee far enough, he would be able to retreat after fighting for fifty moves.

Ling Feng drew his saber and chopped down the instant the beam of scarlet light shot out. A surging saber intent spread on the saber's blade, stirring up a strong wind.

This saber strike was incredibly berserk, materializing a stormy mysterious phenomenon. Nine scarlet tornadoes appeared in the sky behind Ling Feng.

"Bang!"

The scarlet light moved back, and the Blood Demon revealed himself. Blood leaked out of a corner of his lips as he flew back and landed on a tombstone. Shock flashed in his eyes.

"There is no need to leave anymore. This Demon cultivator is not a match for Elder Brother Feng!"

Upon seeing this scene, Ling Feng's juniors rejoiced, thinking that he had severely injured the Blood Race man, and charged over instead.

"Go back!"

This sight startled Ling Feng, causing him to shout anxiously.

Ling Feng used seventy percent of his strength and only barely managed to force back the other party's casual move. The difference was clear to see. However, these juniors of his were too inexperienced and could not tell at all.

"Interesting, how lucky to actually met a human race outstanding talent! Your blood will definitely be very delectable and will help me advance further!"

On the tombstone, the Blood Demon did not even bother looking. He merely casually grabbed with both hands, reaching towards the group charging at him.

"Pu ci!" The Blood Demon's hand immediately pierced through the chests of two of the people flying towards him. These two goggled, their faces showing pain as they died with their eyes open.

The Blood Demon let go, and two bodies fell to the ground, no longer breathing.

The other three were startled, paling. Then, they all fled in different directions. The Blood Demon did not bother himself with them. He only had eyes for Ling Feng.

He had a bestial look, like an animal discovering its prey, flickering with a cold light.

"You are still not leaving? You want to buy your friends more time to flee? You overestimate yourself. Receiving another five moves from me is your limit."

The Blood Demon smiled coldly and proudly. Then, a scarlet sword appeared in his hand. When he drew the sword, a scarlet sword light spread through the place, buzzing loudly.

"Rumble…!"

Everywhere the sword light passed, the many tombstones immediately exploded. Bones and corpses filled the air in complete disorder.

The Blood Demon turned into a beam of scarlet light, flying over with a boundless sword intent.

This sword strike did not utilize much technique. It simply used the Blood Demon's advantage of speed and strength crudely, piercing towards Ling Feng's heart.

In the time it took for a spark to fly, Ling Feng braced his saber across his chest. "Dang!" He flew back.

Ling Feng's arm turned numb, almost unable to grasp his saber. When he looked at the Blood Demon again, his eyes revealed horror.

"Not bad. After receiving a sword strike with sixty percent of my strength, you did not drop your saber. If you could cultivate to the same level as me, given your talent, I would not be a match for you," the Blood Demon said calmly while holding his sword.

"Whoosh!"

Ling Feng saw the situation clearly and tragically discovered that he had underestimated the strength of this person. A decisive look flashed in his eyes, and he turned to leave.

"You think you can flee?" A playful expression flashed in the Blood Demon's eyes as he followed at a leisurely pace.

One fled and one gave chase. The Blood Demon was toying with Ling Feng. Whenever there appeared to be some hope, he smashed it. In merely an hour, Ling Feng was covered in wounds, reduced to a fatigued and sorry state.

"Hahaha! Stop fleeing and obediently be my food. I will let you die a painless death."

The Blood Demon laughed without restraint or inhibition. He had a sinister expression and looked exceptionally scary in this boundless graveyard.

"How hateful! If I had another year, I would not be in such a sorry state!"

Ling Feng vomited a mouthful of blood. As he looked at this boundless graveyard, despair stirred in his heart. He had just advanced to Martial Emperor. His glory had just begun. He had yet to stand out in this golden age. Could it be that he would be buried here?

"Where did I run to?"

In his panic, Ling Feng had not paid attention to where he fled to. He suddenly trembled and felt a cold sensation swamp his entire body.

When he turned his head, he saw pairs of scarlet light flashing on the tombstones around. It was like they were…

"Blood Crows!"

After Ling Feng realized this, he was so frightened that he nearly collapsed. Those flickering scarlet lights were the eyes of Blood Crows, thousands upon thousands of them, all staring at him.

"It's over. I ran into the nest of the Blood Crows. Wait, that's not right. The nest of the Blood Crows is in the east of the city. This is the west. Why are the Blood Crows here not moving at all?"

Soon, the sharp Ling Feng noticed the strangeness of this place.

After looking carefully, he discovered that the Blood Crows here appeared tamed. Although they stared at him, they did not move at all as if they were afraid of disturbing someone.

"Ding dang! Ding dang!"

A cool breeze blew, and beautiful bell sounds drifted on the air into the surroundings.

"What sound is that?"

Ling Feng swept his gaze around, looking in the direction of the sound. Only then did he discover the corner of a war chariot surrounded by several tombstones about five kilometers away.

The bell sounds seem to be coming from this war chariot.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!" A howling wind blew behind. It was that Blood Demon chasing him. Ling Feng could not be bothered with much more. He hastened his footsteps and raced for that war chariot.

The pure-black war chariot was blanketed with palm cord fabric covered with formation lines. Through cracks between the cord fabric, he saw a figure seated inside.

There were three sabers on each side of the war chariot, a total of six. They all looked different and not at all special, as if they were just its decorations, blending in naturally.

However, Ling Feng was a bladesman. He immediately sensed the extraordinariness of those six sabers: they were all Divine Weapons!

Ling Feng looked in front and saw a drawn saber stabbed into the center of the war chariot where the driver would be seated. Further in front were two black horses, reined to the war chariot, their heads lowered obediently.

"Seven sabers, all of them Divine Weapons!"

Ling Feng was shocked by his discovery. He sensed some hope. He said quickly, "Is Senior a Kunlun Realm cultivator? This junior is Ling Feng. I am currently being chased by a Demonic World royal clan disciple. Would Senior please lend a hand and save me?"

"Ding! Ding! Dang! Dang!"

The sound of the bells grew louder. Only now did Ling Feng discover that these were not the sound of bells but the saber hums produced by the seven Divine Weapons' trembling.

"Do you think that a person who cannot protect himself can save you?"

Arrogance and disdain flashed in the eyes of the Blood Demon, who had chased him to this place. He had seen many people who acted mysterious in the Kunlun Realm and killed many of them.

"You don't believe me? In that case, I'll kill this person who is acting mysterious first before coming for you."

The Blood Demon soared into the sky with sword in hand, preparing to chop down that black war chariot.

The moment his figure rose, the beautiful bell sounds suddenly stopped. The saber stuck at the very front of the war chariot buzzed and shot out heavily.

A flash of saber light chopped the blood clouds in the sky in half for five hundred thousand kilometers around. The dazzling saber light lit up this dark space.

The sudden radiance startled all the Blood Crows, causing them to cry out. Thousands of Blood Crows clamored, spreading their wings and taking to the sky. "Flap! Flap!"

When the saber light vanished, Ling Feng gaped in disbelief. He discovered that the Blood Demon's head was already chopped off.

The saber that had flown out returned to the war chariot with a loud report. "Bang!" The Blood Demon's corpse burst at the same moment.

This attack was too fast. The Blood Demon's body did not even have time to fall to the ground before the saber Qi that entered his body exploded it into a mist of blood.

Ling Feng was so shocked that he could not close his mouth. He looked back and saw that the saber was not stained with blood at all.

"Ding! Ding! Dang! Dang!" The melodious and cold bell sounds resulting from the sabers' trembling rang out once more.