Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?-Chapter 57 - A Big Relief_1

Chapter 57: Chapter 57 A Big Relief_1

Chapter 57: Chapter 57 A Big Relief_1

With his spirit soaring, Li Xuan felt truly ecstatic, elated, and expectant, filled with an irrepressible excitement.

Having been in this world for so long, he could finally experience the thrill of a master overpowering the weak and settling grudges.

Clang!

A piercing sound echoed through the air as Li Xuan and Zhang Jin’s swords collided midair.

Zhang Jin’s sword came down from above with superior strength, and it directly hit Li Xuan down to the ground.

But then his eyes filled with panic, as an overwhelming bone-chilling cold force coursed down the blade like a tidal wave.

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This was just like the situation at Duke Xuguo’s mansion, but the cold power was ten times stronger. The magical instrument ‘Huoyun Bead’, which Zhang Jin had prepared in advance, offered no resistance. In an instant, the majority of his body was frozen, and he plummeted down like a block of ice.

As Li Xuan landed, more than a dozen soldiers from Jingying, armed with clubs, awaited him.

He laughed heartily, completely unconcerned. With a swing of his long knife, a blinding thunderbolt erupted from his body.

Huandian Knife – Dragon Rising!

“Get out of my way!”

With a booming explosion, almost everyone around the spot where Li Xuan landed was paralyzed by the powerful thunderbolt, incapable of threatening him.

In the blink of an eye, Li Xuan marched forward towards the direction of Hongyue Lodge. With a steady pace, his long knife parried and blocked, focusing on defense rather than attack. Yet, with each step he took, two or three people around him turned into ice sculptures.

These Jingying soldiers, after coming into contact with his weapon, were frozen solid by the cold power on his blade.

In just a few steps, he reached Zhang Jin, who was using elixirs and a magical instrument to counter the cold power. Zhang Jin was caught by several strong men after his fall, leaving his body unharmed.

However, the cold power from Li Xuan’s blade had left him temporarily immobile.

“I’ve read ancient books and admired the chivalry from the Zhou and Han eras. I’ve always aspired to it! A poem I composed years ago fits the current scene perfectly. Listen carefully! The young man wields the Wu hook, his spirits as tall as a hundred-foot tower; all his life treasuring his promise, a confidant in the nine provinces—”

Li Xuan thought he was getting ahead of himself, but at that moment the burning ambition within him and his boiling blood made him lose control.

The life of a modern office worker was restrained and submissive, but as a crossworld traveler, could he not indulge himself once? What harm could a little frivolity do?

“Bang!”

As he passed by Zhang Jin, Li Xuan froze him solid with a sweep of his hand.

A middle-aged man in his thirties, robust and strong, quickly ran over from the ship. He was probably Zhang Jin’s martial master, and his face was full of anger and impatience. He unveiled a blade, with the force of a raging tiger and a vengeful god, accompanied by a boundless sea of flame.

“How dare you hurt my young master, go to hell!”

Before his words fell, there was already a shower of sparks between them.

Li Xuan’s moves had no fancy tricks; he simply countered blade with blade. With a crisp clink, Li Xuan lost control and slid back several feet. But the middle-aged man before him also had half of his body frozen solid after the clash, unable to move for a while.

This middle-aged martial master’s strength was several levels above Li Xuan’s and he had prepared a ‘fire talisman’ for cold-resistance, but it was still defenseless against Li Xuan’s blade.

The ‘Frozen Blade’ of the Chengyi Li family was like this. It wasn’t outstanding in technique, it just employed the cold power to its maximum effect with every swing and strike.

You might be able to block my blade, but can you withstand the bone-chilling cold?

The martial master struggled with all his might, but as soon as he neutralized the cold power in his chest, Li Xuan had already reappeared in front of him.

‘Bang!’—With a single palm strike, he froze the martial master completely.

At this time, Li Xuan’s recitation became louder and more enthusiastic.

“A gentleman dies for his own sake, drawing his sword towards his enemies; the essence of the seven-foot sword is light, the fierce spirit is like a fight!”

This was a poem that Li Xuan made up during his college years, with a few verses copied directly from other works. But now, Li Xuan is surrounded by enemies, fighting bravely, roaring with extraordinary emotion.

No one could stop him. Almost all of Jingying’s soldiers instinctively moved to the side, at least to avoid direct contact with Li Xuan.

In just a blink of an eye, Li Xuan had broken through the encirclement and arrived at the gangway of the Hongyue Lodge. He suddenly looked up at the fourth floor of the Hongyue Lodge, where Cui Hongan was completely astonished.

Li Xuan grinned, then his figure soared. With just one leap, he jumped onto the deck of the Hongyue Lodge.

“Embracing bare blades, blood staining fivefold armor; drinking the cold wind with my broke body, I laugh at the enemy proudly!”

Endless cold power spread from Li Xuan’s landing spot, and the deck within twenty feet was covered in a thin layer of ice. Seven men, dressed like servants, were frozen solid within this range.

“Gulp!”

On the fourth floor of the boat, Cui Hongan swallowed nervously and backed away involuntarily, distancing himself from the railing.

“This must be a dream. Is that Li Erlang from Earl Chengyi’s mansion? I’ve fought him countless times, but who knew he was this fierce?”

“His cold power is so massive; even spell cultivators of Fourth-Floor Territory can’t match it. It’s far inferior.”

This was from a young martial master with a double halberd beside Cui Hongan, his eyes were full of surprise: “Master Li might have hidden his true strength before.”

“Bullshit! Hidden? Do I not know who the man is?”

Just as Cui Hongan finished swearing, he realized that Li Xuan had already stormed into the floor he was on. Everywhere he went, it was covered in frost.

His face turned pale, and he stepped back a few more steps.

“Stop him, all of you, stop him!”

Cui Hongan then looked at the young martial master next to him: “Dang Xiong, you go too! Take him down with one strike from your halberd!”

The young martial master named Dang Xiong, however, also turned pale, and shrugged helplessly: “Young Master, I’m afraid I’m not his match.”

His cultivation level was also only Fourth-Floor Territory. However, the martial master that Zhang Jin brought was also a Fourth-Floor Territory, but he couldn’t even block one strike.

But Cui Hongan didn’t reply, as he was already sprinting towards the stern of the boat. There was a small boat there that could help him escape from the boat.

However, this was clearly wishful thinking. Li Xuan had already rushed to Dang Xiong.

Dang Xiong didn’t dare to duel with Li Xuan’s long sword. He divided his halberds, slashing from above and below, in a desperate attempt to inflict injuries in exchange for injury. But Li Xuan was already prepared – this time, he wasn’t using the ‘Frozen Blade’, but the ‘Huandian Knife’.

“Turning around, I see the blade’s edge, blood stains on the frost are thin; My combat spirit, unbroken by worries, is ready to crush the five mountains for my king!”

The knife flashed. With the help of a thunderbolt, it struck so fast that it landed directly on Dang Xiong’s chest.

Dang Xiong was actually wearing a suit of iron armor, and Li Xuan’s knife could not cut through it, but the force of his strike sent Dang Xiong flying, like a burst sack, flying more than twenty feet away,

Then, with a flicker of Li Xuan’s figure, he had already arrived behind Cui Hongan, using a kick to knock him to the ground.

As the voice fell, Li Xuan sheathed his knife. He laughed heartily, feeling a great sense of satisfaction. A big ‘great’ word was in his heart.

Li Xuan found the feeling of leveling up and fighting, he really didn’t waste his time practicing martial arts these days!

—— This was the experience that Li Xuan wanted. He indeed dreamed of entering the world of the immortal cultivators from books. However, if he had to be bullied after entering, needed to be humble all the time, walking on thin ice, then this life journey would be too depressing.

Who among us men hasn’t fantasized about our undefeated time, fighting across three thousand miles, wielding a sword to stand against a million soldiers?