System: I Can Open Martial Arts Chests-Chapter 69 - 67: What Can a Flying Saber Do to Me? (Part 2)

Chapter 69: Chapter 67: What Can a Flying Saber Do to Me? (Part 2)

After exchanging a few moves around the falling flying eaves, the eaves shattered into pieces all over the ground.

The more he fought, the more shocked Chu Yan became in his heart.

The first time could be considered a small test of his skills.

He knew very well that today, the only person on the field who could pose a threat to him was this mysterious swordsman.

His sword was too fast!

[Blood Shadow Illusion Body] had been used twice now, it was a secret Body Technique from the Blood Demon Scripture.

However, there was a price to be paid for using it.

This technique emphasizes ’exchanging blood for life,’ reversing heaven and earth in an instant.

Using it at crucial moments can not only save one’s life but also turn defeat into victory.

But today, using it twice, the first was to save his life, the second to try and reverse the situation, but he failed... Chu Qing was deep in scheming, seemingly casual yet difficult to deal with.

Now his vital energy and blood were depleted, forcefully using the Blood Shadow Illusion Body again might risk his life.

He needed more vital energy and blood!

As his eyes shifted, he looked at Wu Ganqi and the others, not far away, who were watching the fight...

At this moment, Chu Qing suddenly spoke:

"Everyone, move back twenty zhang away."

Chu Yan’s pupils suddenly contracted, and since Chu Qing spoke, his speed inevitably slowed down a bit.

He originally did not have such a fast Body Technique... If it weren’t for Chu Yan maneuvering around within the one-zhang range, right where his sword could reach, he wouldn’t have been able to spar with Chu Yan to this extent.

Chu Yan’s speed was unfolded by his Body Technique, while Chu Qing’s speed was driven by his sword.

In comparison, Chu Qing actually fell into a disadvantageous position.

As he spoke, his speed slowed even more, allowing Chu Yan to escape his sword’s reach in an instant.

Just then, Chu Yan gazed around, and as a result, Wu Ganqi and the others really obediently retreated twenty zhang away as instructed.

For a moment, it was somewhat infuriating.

Looking back at Chu Qing, his eyes were deep and gloomy:

"Brother Night Emperor, you’re not being fair."

Chu Qing glanced at him with a half-smile, suddenly saying:

"This master from the Celestial Evil Cult, why are you fighting so timidly?"

This question was off-topic, yet it sent a chill through Chu Yan’s heart.

He immediately snorted coldly:

"What nonsense are you spouting?"

"Am I talking nonsense? Your Inner Power surpasses mine, your speed is unmatched, but throughout our lengthy exchange, you’ve focused on dodging and defending.

"Not willing to take even a little risk... If you were willing to suffer a minor injury, using yourself as bait to take a strike from me, with your skills, it wouldn’t be hard to avoid critical areas.

"Then by capturing my long sword, just one move would be enough to decide the outcome.

"But you remain unwilling, is it because you never thought of it, or are you afraid of pain?

"Or is there some other unspeakable reason?"

Chu Qing’s words fell one by one, and although Chu Yan’s expression remained unchanged, his heart was already drumming.

It was a secret he absolutely didn’t want to reveal to Chu Qing.

The profound mysteries of the Blood Demon Scripture make it an outstanding Secret Technique even among Demon Skills.

Cultivating to the Great Perfection Realm allows one to be injured without dying; even if the vital points are pierced, Inner Breath remains unaffected, and not a drop of blood would flow out.

Because at this level of the Blood Demon Scripture, controlling one’s vital energy and blood has reached the level of moving fingers like arms.

Even if the body is flawed, one can use the Blood Demon Scripture to seal wounds, letting the blood flow as it originally did, without any harm to oneself.

Then by using the [Blood Demon Returning Yuan Technique] on the opponent, draw their vital energy and blood to repair one’s injuries, becoming stronger with each battle, like a blood demon descending upon the world, undying and unbreakable.

But there’s one point... this effect only exists with the complete Blood Demon Scripture.

And the Blood Demon Scripture Chu Yan cultivated, although it included secret techniques like [Blood Demon Returning Yuan Technique], was missing a vital core formula.

This was the reason Tang Yinfeng called him ’fragile’ in the dungeon at that time.

Without this formula, he could freely control his vital energy and blood when uninjured.

But once significant damage occurred, causing internal disruption, the vital energy and blood would collapse.

This flaw was too big, but Chu Yan didn’t think much of it.

He was sure that with Wu Ganqi and the others, they couldn’t possibly harm him in the slightest.

Even if occasionally hit by the Cyan Void Palm or other means, his deep Inner Power wouldn’t lead to severe consequences.

Yet tonight, a Chu Qing appeared.

His sword was too fast; if he pierced his palm, piercing the throat, everything would be over.

With these thoughts in mind, Chu Yan suddenly let out a cold laugh:

"I don’t understand what you’re saying, spouting nonsense, is this the extent of your skill?"

Chu Qing let out a helpless laugh:

"No rush, there’s still a small trick, please appreciate it."

He sheathed the Cyan Night Sword, and from the sword pouch at his waist, he drew a knife—Flying Saber!

"A flying dagger?"

Chu Yan looked at the knife in Chu Qing’s hand, feeling an inexplicable sense of absurdity:

"A flying dagger, what can it do to me?"

Not only him, even Wu Ganqi, Chu Yunfei, and others were also puzzled.

This was just the most common willow leaf flying saber.

In the martial world, there must have been a thousand, if not eight hundred, who used such a saber for weapons. It was good for disturbing the enemy and ambushing, but utterly meaningless in this battle.

Only Wu Qianhuan had witnessed the power of this knife of Chu Qing’s.

Wu Qingshan’s backbone, before this small flying dagger, seemed utterly useless.

The speed of this knife... it surpassed that of Yijian!

No, perhaps it wasn’t just about speed.

But exactly what it was, even Wu Qianhuan couldn’t say.

Chu Qing brought the flying dagger close to his cheek, the knife was soaked with rainwater, leaving droplets clinging to it.

He raised his eyes towards Chu Yan:

"It can take your life."

At this moment, a tremendous sense of danger suddenly enveloped Chu Yan from head to toe.

Every drop of blood in his body seemed to urge him to escape for his life...

His silhouette flickered, and Chu Yan’s figure was already a zhang away.

But that feeling of danger seemed like a festering sore, not only did it not disappear, it intensified layer by layer.

Chu Qing... waved his hand and released the knife!

Buzz!!

A star glimmered, a faint light flickered.

Deep within Chu Yan’s heart, alarm bells rang loudly!!

His pupils suddenly contracted, his form flickered again and again, flicker, flicker.

A bloody mist spread outside his body, flowing tumultuously like blood dragons.

Tangled and woven, they blocked before him.

It was as if the void had become silent, the falling raindrops seemed to freeze in midair at this moment.

Countless waves crashed in the silent sea of the night!

In this brief thought, he used all the skills he had learned in his life.

He piled up a wall with all he had learned!

Outside that wall... he saw a knife.

A flying dagger with a faint purple glow!

Chu Yan could even see that the knife was not exquisite, it was rough even.

The artisan who forged it evidently had not intended to make it into some peerless treasure saber.

After all... it was just a willow leaf flying saber.

The edge of its blade still had remnants of bloodstains not completely cleaned, tinged crimson.

It seemed that before this, it had already claimed a life.

Such a knife... why did it bring forth fear?

The thought didn’t even have time to form in his mind before he noticed the knife suddenly vanish from his sight.

Not good!

A fleeting thought left Chu Yan no time for anything else; he forcibly executed the Blood Shadow Illusion Body!

When his form finally settled, there was no trace of the knife in sight.

"Where did it go?"

The question surfaced in his mind until he heard a ’ding’ sound behind him.

Behind him?

Instinctively, Chu Yan turned around, and sure enough, he saw the knife.

The knife was embedded on a stone pillar, struck!

The blade was still humming, vibrating without pause.

The rain, which had somehow become sparse, fell on the knife, merging into the deep red blood and finally flowed onto the ground.

The relief of escaping death suddenly turned into a question.

The knife hadn’t hit him, why was there blood?

He wanted to ask, but when he opened his mouth, all he could produce was a ’hehe’ sound.

Then he realized there was a hole in his throat, piercing through his entire neck.

The smile on Chu Yan’s face froze abruptly.

His gaze fixedly on the knife, but the blood in his body seemed like a flood breaking through a dam, gushing out wildly from the hole in his throat!

Almost in a flash, his face withered, his figure shrunk, as if the last drop of blood in his body had drained dry.