I Can Devour Spirits

Chapter 293 - 273: A Gust of Wind Rises

Qiu Tong held the saber in his hand, pursed his lips and stood there. He glanced at the remains of Fan Baolong at his feet, fully aware that a slight mistake could lead him to the same fate.

To enter Taiyi Sect, many were willing to pay unimaginable prices; what was killing someone in comparison?

Xiao Yu had already drawn her saber and was rushing forward!

She wore her usual escort attire, tightly wrapped around her waist and legs, clean and agile!

Xiao Yu combined the Cloud Serpent Step with the Five Tigers and Sheep Saber, her toes moving quickly on the Plum Blossom Stakes, her figure flickering, saber lights flying, attacking around Qiu Tong left and right!

Qiu Tong’s eyes were fixed, holding his saber to defend the entrance, struggling to support without retreating!

Both used fast saber techniques, but Qiu Tong was evidently not as skillful as Xiao Yu, merely managing to defend. Moreover, under the fierce and flickering saber shadows from Xiao Yu, the transitions in Qiu Tong’s saber techniques had already become somewhat stiff and disorderly.

Xiao Yu became increasingly fierce, and soon, amidst the chaos of Qiu Tong’s saber techniques, she struck the side of Qiu Tong’s saber back with the flat of her Qingling Saber, and then her body leaped, the saber shadow slicing toward Qiu Tong’s right shoulder!

Qiu Tong was shocked, flipped his saber upward for protection, but it was too late, Xiao Yu’s saber shadow had already reached his shoulder!

Qiu Tong’s eyes turned harsh, his left sleeve flipped, and numerous darts shot out like stars!

Cold light suddenly appeared!

Qiu Tong’s Hidden Weapon Technique was unexpectedly strong too!

This was Qiu Tong’s inner reliance to dare fight this life-and-death wheel battle!

His plan was to seize the opportunity, strike suddenly with hidden weapons, defeat Xiao Yu, and then fight Luo Zhoucheng!

However, he did not anticipate Xiao Yu to be so fierce. Before he could find the chance to use the hidden weapons, Xiao Yu had already seized an opportunity, seemingly about to slice off his shoulder with one strike!

Forced Qiu Tong to resort to launching the hidden weapons in such a mutually destructive manner!

When the cold light flickered from Qiu Tong’s sleeve, Xiao Yu was shocked. Her saber momentum was about to strike, and Qiu Tong shot it at this moment, evidently to force her to retreat!

Xiao Yu’s eyes were indifferent. She twisted her right wrist, and the Qingling Saber produced a flower of saber, slicing off a large chunk of flesh from Qiu Tong’s shoulder, while amid the splattering blood flowers, the Qingling Saber used the flower to turn back, striking away a sheet of cold light!

At this critical moment, Xiao Yu wielded a flower of saber, slicing off a patch of flesh from Qiu Tong’s shoulder. But if she hadn’t used the flower of saber, the original saber momentum would not have sliced off just a patch of flesh but could have sliced off a good part of Qiu Tong’s shoulder!

But if that happened, Xiao Yu would surely have been injured by the darts! The cold light, numerous darts scattering toward her chest and waist, many positions were lethal!

Qiu Tong had practiced for four to five years for this strike!

The effort he put into the Hidden Weapon Technique was only known to his father Qiu Yan!

He never displayed it in front of others, just to make a name on the Zhexing Platform!

Qiu Tong’s hard work wasn’t in vain, Xiao Yu’s fierce and dazzling saber flower, although loudly striking away a sheet of darts, yet one dart brushed past the saber shadow and pierced through her calf!

Xiao Yu’s calf stung, her eyebrows furrowed, she looked at Qiu Tong not far in front, his right shoulder a bloody mess, his face sweating coldly!

Xiao Yu’s eyes turned fierce, disregarding the wound in her calf, she forcedly maneuvered, holding her saber to attack Qiu Tong!

Qiu Tong’s right shoulder was severely injured, his muscles were powerless. He forcefully lifted his saber, and upon contact, the weapons flew out backward!

Then, Qiu Tong saw a cold gleaming saber shadow, like a ghostly shadow of death, in the splendid afterglow of the sunset, rushing horizontally toward his chest!

Qiu Tong thought he was going to die!

"Miss Xiao, spare him!" The master of Black Tiger Martial Arts Hall, Qiu Yan, suddenly stood up and shouted from the spectator seats.

Just as the saber edge approached, Xiao Yu’s wrist suddenly twisted, the flat edge of the Qingling Saber slapped Qiu Tong’s chest, sending him flying with blood spraying from his mouth!

Qiu Yan, like a scallion springing from dry land, leapt up from the spectator seat and caught the flying Qiu Tong from the Zhexing Platform.

Holding Qiu Tong, Qiu Yan landed. Qiu Tong was already unconscious, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. But with a slight examination, Qiu Yan knew Qiu Tong was not in grave danger, although his chest ribs were fractured, and his internal organs were slightly shocked, with some rest, he could recover.

Below the Zhexing Platform, Qiu Yan cupped his fists toward Xiao Yu, saying: "Thank you, Miss Xiao, for sparing my son’s life!"

Qiu Yan said so, not out of pretense!

Qiu Tong had shot hidden weapons to injure Xiao Yu, initially with killing intent, and now, Xiao Yu was injured, still needing to face the life-or-death battle with Luo Zhoucheng, Xiao Yu’s own life was also on the line!

She was able, under such circumstances, not to kill Qiu Tong, merely knocking him unconscious, indeed showing mercy!

Xiao Yu glared at Qiu Yan, coldly said: "Get lost!"

As she spoke, she had already pulled out the dart from her calf, instantly, a blood hole on her fair calf spurted blood!

Qiu Yan’s face did not look good, but he remained silent, holding the unconscious Qiu Tong, he left the front of the County Office and headed towards the medical hall.

Xiao Yu tore a piece of cloth from her leg, simply bandaged the wound on her calf. Just as she finished bandaging and before getting up, Luo Zhoucheng was already clutching a Ghost Head Saber, leaping up!

Luo Zhoucheng naturally didn’t give Xiao Yu time to tend to her wound, jumping onto the Plum Blossom Stakes, immediately attacking Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu took a deep breath, gripped her saber and engaged!

Luo Zhoucheng wielded a Ghost Head Saber!

The Ghost Head Saber was heavy-bodied, the back was wide, therefore the handle had intricate patterns to prevent slipping!

The handle was round and thick, with its intricate patterns, it resembled a ghost head, hence the name.