Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 2217 - 2217 2207 A Sword Slays Han Xing

2217: Chapter 2207: A Sword Slays Han Xing 2217: Chapter 2207: A Sword Slays Han Xing Even though Long Yan defeated a regiment of the Demon King Army overwhelmingly, Qing Luo didn’t come out to stop him, which made Long Yan feel somewhat strange.

Could it be that he doesn’t care even if his troops are wiped out?

“Don’t mind it, he’s always been arrogant like this.

He never considers anyone weaker than himself as worth noticing, and of course, the Demon King’s Guards are no exception.”

Bai Mu is probably the one who understands Qing Luo the best here.

The massive Demon Army had already scattered the Demon King’s Guard, leaving behind only a few who had also been dealt with by the Demon Army.

“Young Hero Long, what should we do next?”

Jingzhe’s face was covered in fresh blood, he sheathed his long knife at his waist.

Just now, he had also charged into battle with the ordinary Demon Soldiers, and the fresh blood on his face was from the Demon King’s Guards.

Although Bai Mu said that Qing Luo was extremely conceited, Long Yan still felt something was amiss.

No matter how arrogant someone is, how could they let a messenger command their troops?

But only by seeing him can this be understood.

“Are there any more guards or something inside the Palace?”

Long Yan looked thoughtfully at Bai Mu.

Qing Luo was once a Strong One who had repelled the Demon King, yet he seemed weaker than Long Yan had expected.

“There are the Four Great Demon Guards.”

Bai Mu replied, these Four Great Demon Guards were also Qing Luo’s personal bodyguards, each possessing strange Divine Abilities, like Xing Rou’s spatial Energy capability.

Bai Mu didn’t know much about the Demon Guards either; they were like Qing Luo’s shadows, hidden in the dark, only coming out when needed.

Ordinarily, few people could see them.

Even when Bai Mu was a child, he had only seen one of the Four Great Demon Guards, and he had never seen the others.

“You guys wait here for me.”

After thinking briefly, Long Yan considered Bai Mu and Jingzhe among the three not particularly strong, and even if they started a fight, they wouldn’t be of much help.

“Let Xing Rou go with you guys.”

Bai Mu gave a sensible answer.

If a fight broke out, Xing Rou would be the only helpful one for Long Yan.

“Okay.”

Although Long Yan felt it was unnecessary, he still accepted Bai Mu’s kindness.

Listening to Bai Mu’s word, Xing Rou gave the command back to others, and both parties made an agreement that after Long Yan had been inside for thirty minutes, Bai Mu and the others would follow; if anything happened, relying on the strength of the three City Lords, they could still escape.

The gate of the Demon King’s Castle creaked open.

The castle, previously heavily surrounded, was now bustling like a marketplace.

Two people cautiously crept in.

From the moment they stepped into the castle, Long Yan felt four distinct Monster Airs.

Considering how weak the Demon Race within these three cities were, he certainly didn’t believe that the Demon Race lacked Strong Ones.

“Do you know the way?”

Long Yan looked towards Xing Rou beside him.

He was not familiar with the layout of the Demon King Castle.

Hearing Long Yan’s question, Xing Rou’s brow furrowed slightly.

She had been here once in the past, but had almost forgotten the route, now she could only try to recall from her memory.

Gently nodding his head, Long Yan merely smiled, detecting that the Master was approaching.

One of the four streams of True Qi was moving towards them at an extremely fast pace.

Behind him, Xing Rou swiftly drew the long knife from her waist, her outstanding sixth sense as a member of the Demon Race also sensing the imminent danger.

“Dang.”

The Lu Xian Sword emitted a light and cheerful cry.

A dazzling firelight flashed through the air and in just an instant, Long Yan and the newcomer had already exchanged blows.

From this single exchange, Long Yan knew that this opponent was not comparable to the Demon King’s Guards outside.

“State your name.”

After a single strike, both of them stepped back several steps.

Neither gained the upper hand in this exchange.

A gentle breeze blew past, and the Lu Xian Sword in Long Yan’s hand was engulfed in a crimson light.

“Han Xing!”

The cold voice was devoid of any emotion, making Long Yan feel as though the person confronting him was akin to a dead man.

The cold light faintly shimmering in his hand stung Long Yan’s eyes.

Han Xing was holding a small dagger, and his large black cloak enveloped his body in darkness, obscuring his expression.

“Many have wanted to kill me, but all have failed.”

Long Yan’s words carried a provocative tone, but it didn’t change the expression of the person opposite him, still as cold as an emotionless machine.

The shadow instantly disappeared from its original place, and at the same time, the Lu Xian Sword in Long Yan’s hand shone brilliantly.

Vague thunderous sounds echoed in the air, and a massive Star Light Harness crashed fiercely towards the cold light, shattering the earth below and leaving a huge crack, as the celestial starlight appeared as the purest energy between heaven and earth.

Sparks flew as the dagger met with the Star Light Harness.

Han Xing, looking unaffected, continued to charge at Long Yan, but Long Yan noticed a trace of blood on Han Xing’s tiger’s mouth.

The Star Light Harness was no trivial move.

Even though Han Xing had withstood it, it must have been uncomfortable.

The Lu Xian Sword in Long Yan’s hand spun to create a whirl of flowers, and the dispersed Sword Qi formed a tight net, falling towards Han Xing.

The dagger and the Net of Sword Qi clanged, scattering sparks onto Han Xing’s body, causing even him to involuntarily furrow his brows and reflexively take a couple of steps back.

Long Yan pressed forward, but the Lu Xian Sword stabbed only into thin air as Han Xing, at the critical moment, dodged his head aside, otherwise the sword would have pierced through his head.

Though reluctant to admit it, Han Xing acknowledged that the man before him was indeed much stronger.

But he had not lost yet, he still had his Life Profound Technique unused.

Those chosen as one of the Four Great Demon Guards each possessed peculiar Life Profound Techniques, and Han Xing was no exception.

Han Xing’s body gradually became fainter in the air until it disappeared.

“This must be his Life Profound Technique.”

The Demon Race, truly nature’s favored children, possessed Life Profound Techniques that countless cultivators only dreamt of.

Yet, the Demon Race was born with them.

Long Yan slightly shifted his body, a cold light sweeping past his chest.

If Long Yan hadn’t dodged in time, the dagger would have almost pierced his heart.

After this attack, Han Xing withdrew, hiding in the darkness to observe Long Yan’s movements.

Unexpectedly, Long Yan made no move but simply stood indifferently in his original spot, his pupils gradually turning golden.

Han Xing had absolute confidence in his abilities, yet after merely waiting for a moment, he charged at Long Yan with his dagger again.

However, as he reached close to Long Yan, he found his legs had lost sensation.

Opening his mouth, he wanted to say something, but only spat out a mouthful of blood foam.