Gu Ye

Chapter 999 Zhou Fu Bears the Divine Wind Clear

The elder said, "Evade their sharpest thrusts, find an opening, and strike them down."

The three nodded in agreement.

Meanwhile, Yu Daohen did not rush to pursue. Instead, he remained in place, controlling the Blood Tear Long Sword to attack.

A rash pursuit might lead them into a trap.

By controlling the Samsara Blood Tear, he could simply wear them down until they died.

Wouldn't that be delightful?

The Blood Tear Long Sword thrust and slashed like a tempest.

Though its accuracy was rather poor, did that matter?

No, it didn't.

What need did a Gatling gun have for accuracy? It simply provided overwhelming firepower.

However, it had to be said that controlling three hundred Blood Tear Long Swords at once was indeed quite taxing.

Yu Daohen's breathing grew rapid, and he simply sat down on the ground.

The range for controlling the Blood Tear Long Sword should be around a thousand meters.

That range was more than sufficient.

Whoosh!

Whoosh... Whoosh!

Within the nearby woods, the Blood Tear Long Swords weaved back and forth.

Initially, there was some semblance of accuracy, but later on, all pretense of it vanished, and they flew and stabbed indiscriminately.

Yet, even this wild assault left the four of them in disarray.

The elder parried and blasted away five Blood Tear Long Swords, but within five seconds, those deflected swords were already stabbing at him again.

"Damn it, these liquid swords are truly troublesome!" the elder cursed.

At the same time.

On another battlefield.

In a field a hundred meters from the school, Zhou Fu arrived alone.

The light he had seen earlier should have originated from here.

Why were there no signs of anyone?

Whoosh!

From behind him, a long saber struck swiftly.

Zhou Fu reacted with speed, turning and drawing the Soul Suppressing Stone short sword from his waist, slashing out rapidly.

As the long saber met the short sword, Zhou Fu's expression turned grave. He could already sense that the opponent's strength far surpassed his own.

Seeing his sneak attack blocked, Shen Fengqing's lips curved upwards, and he followed with a kick.

Seeing the opponent raise his leg to kick, Zhou Fu intended to meet the blow with his own.

But before he could even extend his leg, the opponent's sweeping kick landed squarely on his abdomen.

"So fast!"

Zhou Fu was hit solidly and sent flying backward.

Shen Fengqing intended to press his advantage and finish the fight with a single blow.

However, Zhou Fu, who had rolled away, immediately reacted. Before his body had even stabilized, his finger traced the short sword, igniting it with fierce flames, and he slashed toward the attacking Shen Fengqing.

Seeing the incoming flame sword energy, Shen Fengqing halted his advance, lowering his body to easily dodge the fiery attack.

The flame sword energy struck an old tree behind him, causing it to explode instantly.

"Huo Li Zhan?"

Shen Fengqing's lips curved upwards, a hint of interest in his eyes. "You're Yu Daohen's disciple, aren't you? An interesting young man."

Zhou Fu stabilized his stance, his expression turning grim as he gazed at the man who had suddenly appeared.

This man's strength was terrifying. If his own reaction hadn't been fast enough,

he would likely have met his end on the spot from that sneak attack.

Upon clearly seeing the man's face, Zhou Fu's expression grew even more troubled.

He had seen this person's information. This was Shen Fengqing, the current head of the Divine Phoenix Sect!

Even more critically, this fellow was a genuine expert on the Black List.

With his current strength, could he hold this man off?

Shen Fengqing appraised Zhou Fu, a smile playing on his lips. "Young man, you must be Yu Daohen's disciple. What is your name?"

"Your grandfather's name is Zhou Fu!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Fu condensed the Huo Li Zhan and slashed out again.

"A mantis trying to stop a chariot."

Shen Fengqing chuckled dismissively, raising his palm slightly to absorb all the incoming flame sword energy.

Witnessing Shen Fengqing's peculiar absorption technique, Zhou Fu knew he couldn't rely on magical attacks anymore and had to engage in close combat.

He suddenly swung his short sword forward.

Seeing Zhou Fu's action, Shen Fengqing's face showed a slight, disdainful smile. He spoke slowly, "Your awareness is good, but in the face of absolute power, all of it is futile."

Shen Fengqing struck faster than Zhou Fu, his long saber cleaving down from above.

Seeing Shen Fengqing's swift attack, Zhou Fu could only shift from offense to defense, holding his short sword horizontally above his head to block the unstoppable saber strike.

Clang!

A crisp sound of colliding cold weapons echoed all around.

Zhou Fu's expression changed drastically. His body sank slightly, and he gritted his teeth, his face contorted with strain.

The force of this saber strike was terrifying!

Just blocking it made his bones feel as though they were about to shatter.

Seeing Zhou Fu struggling, Shen Fengqing's face showed mockery. "Is this all you've got?"

Zhou Fu's expression remained blank, but his teeth were nearly ground to dust, and his limbs began to tremble.

As expected, facing an opponent far superior in strength, close-quarters combat was an incredibly unwise choice.

But he had no other option. If he fled, and the entrance to the second layer of hell were to be opened, then the entire human world would be doomed.

He could not flee this battle!

The long saber pressed down to his shoulder, and blood continuously flowed from the wound.

"Hah!"

Zhou Fu suddenly roared, pushing the long saber away with all his might.

Shen Fengqing was slightly surprised by this display of strength.

But this alone was not enough!

Zhou Fu had expended all his energy to push the saber away and was about to swing his sword.

However, Shen Fengqing's condensed punch had already landed.

The force of this punch was so immense that it created a sonic boom in the air.

Zhou Fu immediately raised his arm to meet the blow.

Bang!

A muffled thud, like an explosion of metal striking metal, rang out.

Zhou Fu was sent flying like a cannonball, thirty meters away.

Shen Fengqing's palm felt somewhat numb, and he couldn't help but twitch it. He muttered to himself, "Something feels off, but it doesn't matter."

This punch would have severely injured not only this kid but even Yu Daohen himself.

This kid's internal organs were likely shattered, leaving him on the brink of death, if not already dead.

If Yu Daohen were to find out that he had incapacitated his disciple with a single punch.

He would probably be heartbroken.

The thought alone made him feel cheerful.

Shen Fengqing then glanced towards the school, a triumphant smile on his face. "It seems the Three Great Sects and the Spiritual Affairs Bureau are truly depleted of capable individuals, sending such a weakling to guard the second layer of hell."

As he finished speaking, Shen Fengqing strode towards the school.

"Stop!"

A weak voice called out from a distance. Shen Fengqing's expression immediately changed, and he looked in the direction of the voice.

There stood Zhou Fu, who had somehow managed to get back on his feet. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth down his chin, and his upper garment was tattered from the terrifying energy of the previous punch, but his eyes were fixed on Shen Fengqing with determination. "The leader of the Divine Phoenix Sect is nothing more than this!"

Although Zhou Fu's upper garment was in tatters, the bracers on his arms were completely unharmed.

He was fortunate to have received this pair of bracers from his master; otherwise, he would have surely died from that punch.

Seeing Zhou Fu still standing, Shen Fengqing was initially surprised but then realized.

So, this kid had a treasure protecting him.