Swordsman vs. Demon Swordsman

Chapter 693 Swordsman vs. Demon Swordsman

clang!clang!clang!

A crisp and rapid clang of metal clashing rang out against the blood-red sky.

The sharp arc drawn by the amethyst dagger clashed fiercely with the deadly cold light emanating from the gray-white longsword, each exchange sparking dazzling energy.

Qin Nan's figure moved like a butterfly flitting among flowers, darting swiftly through the narrow, ruined streets, her magical wings granting her unparalleled agility.

The amethyst dagger in her hand whistled with the wind element, sometimes striking vital points like a viper's tongue, sometimes whipping up a cutting storm like a whirlwind. Yet, the white-haired, red-eyed girl displayed swordsmanship beyond imagination.

Her movements were precise, concise, and incredibly efficient, with every swing of her sword executed perfectly as if it were a cold, mechanical command.

Faced with the wind blade storm stirred up by Qin Nan, she merely twisted her wrist slightly, and her gray-white longsword pierced the weak point of the storm like a poisonous dragon, instantly unleashing several extremely condensed gray-white sword energies.

scoff!

Qin Nan's carefully constructed wind element offensive was easily dismantled by these sword energies, as easily as a hot knife cutting through butter. The chilling, deathly sword energy did not diminish in momentum, forcing Qin Nan to dodge and retreat a considerable distance.

"Tsk." Qin Nan gritted her teeth. Little Gray flapped its wings rapidly on her shoulder, using wind elements to form a shield to protect her from the dissipating sword energy. "What a powerful creature! Its moves are tricky and ruthless, and its strength is ridiculously great. It's simply a killing machine."

Hearing this, Qin Nan smiled. "Yes, it seems impossible to win her over in a short time."

Her gaze swept over the dark red blood mist that rose continuously from all parts of the city like red streams, converging in a certain direction—the altar core was still moving, still greedily devouring the nutrients on the battlefield.

However, the white-haired gatekeeper in front of him was like a rock blocking his way, and even if he could defeat him, it would probably take him a lot of time.

Those empty, scarlet pupils were fixed on her, and the gray-white longsword was raised again, its chilling killing intent binding her like a tangible shackle.

The white-haired girl suddenly exerted force with her feet, cracking the ground. She transformed into a blurry gray-white afterimage, her long sword pointing directly at Qin Nan's throat. Her speed was even faster than before, and the gray-white death light condensed at the tip of the sword seemed to pierce through space itself.

Qin Nan's pupils contracted sharply, the amethyst dagger was held horizontally in front of his chest, and wind elements frantically condensed.

Just then, a clear, delicate shout, like shattered jade falling from an iceberg, suddenly rang out from the side and behind.

"Stay away from Sister Nan!"

Immediately afterwards—

call out! !

A sword aura, condensed into an icy blue as if it were ten thousand years of mysterious ice, exuding a chilling and piercing cold, struck the gray-white sword aura with speed no less than that of the gray-white sword aura, arriving first and with unparalleled precision. It crashed into the gray-white death light that the white-haired girl was aiming at Qin Nan.

clang-!!

A metallic clang, far crisper and louder than any previous collision, shattered the silence, sending ice shards and deathly gray specks of light flying like fireworks.

The immense impact erupted instantly, transforming into a ripple of dark blue energy that spread outwards.

The white-haired girl's deadly sword strike was abruptly deflected by the sudden icy blue sword energy. The cold sword energy and the deathly sword light corroded and annihilated each other, and the shockwave caused the white-haired girl to lose her balance, forcing her to take several steps back before regaining her footing.

For the first time, her empty, scarlet pupils showed an extremely subtle fluctuation, as if the cold program had encountered an unexpected interference.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Qin Nan performed a nimble backflip to create more distance and looked in the direction of the sound with delight.

On the ruins at the other end of the street, a petite figure stood proudly.

"Karakusa!?"

Unlike usual, Tang Cao was no longer the energetic girl with a smile on her face. Her face was expressionless, and what she held tightly in her hand was a slender sword. The blade was made entirely of crystal-clear ice, with liquid aurora flowing inside, radiating a pure and chilling frost aura.

Wherever the sword pointed, the air itself condensed into tiny ice crystals.

The girl's clear eyes were filled with an incongruous indifference, her face was tense, and she was surrounded by a visible icy mist.

She stared intently at the white-haired girl opposite her, like an enraged young ice dragon.

"Tang Cao, what's wrong with you..." Qin Nan was both surprised and delighted.

Tang Cao didn't turn around; her icy blue pupils were fixed on the white-haired girl, her voice colder than ever before. "Sister Nan, tracking the Blood Mist is the priority. This guy... I'll handle him!"

The icy rapier in her hand pointed diagonally forward, its tip trembling slightly and emitting a crisp hum, as if yearning for battle.

"Perfect timing... I also want to try... the magical close-combat swordsmanship that Scáthach taught me... just how strong it is in actual combat..."

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"Scáthach... Sister?" Qin Nan's lips twitched, then she suddenly realized. "Wait! What kind of magical melee swordsmanship?!"

"It's a fighting style that combines magic and swordsmanship. Scáthach said that the great figures of the past liked to play like this, such as Merlin, Zeus, and Poseidon. The great figures of the mythological era all had a wand in one hand and a sword in the other."

"That's possible!?"

"Yes, Scáthach has been teaching me a lot while I was defending the city."

"Then why didn't she teach me?" Qin Nan's face turned bitter, then she saw the eager girl and quickly reminded her, "Tang Cao, be careful!"

"Don't worry, I've been keeping an eye on her!"

Before the words were even finished, ice crystals spread beneath Tang Cao's feet. Her petite figure, like a rapidly shooting ice spike, treaded on ice blades, carrying an indomitable and fierce momentum as she charged headlong into the white-haired killing weapon who had just regained his footing.

A rapier made of ice crystals and a longsword made of gray.

The biting cold of frost and the chilling stillness of death.

Two sword-wielding girls clashed once again in a fierce and brutal manner amidst the blood-red ruins of the city of death.

Looking at Tang Cao's resolute back and the icy crystal sword that exuded an astonishing chill, Qin Nan felt reassured.

"Let's talk about it later, Little Grey, let's go!"

Without further hesitation, she activated her magical wings at full power, transforming into a streak of purple light. She bypassed the two locked in fierce combat and sped off towards the direction where the blood mist was most concentrated.

On the wasteland, the roar of the engine shattered the silence. Langya, like a black lightning bolt, sped along the desolate road leading to the Eternal Darkness Cliff. However, the closer it got to that lead-gray ocean that would give birth to the final nightmare, the more bizarre and dangerous the environment became.

The salty, fishy smell that filled the air was replaced by a deeper, thicker stench of rotting seaweed and deep-sea silt. The land beneath our feet had transformed from a barren wasteland into a swampy wetland covered with slippery moss and strange vines, resembling the rotting carcass of some enormous creature.

Even more chilling is that from the twisted crevices of the reefs, from the depths of the foul-smelling mud pits, and from the shadows shrouded in leaden-gray sea fog, an endless stream of increasingly grotesque and monstrous creatures, like piranhas that have smelled blood, have surged out madly.

They are no longer the relatively ordinary mutants we have encountered before, but nightmare creations that have become completely oceanic and abyssal.

The "Abyss Catcher," covered in suckers and sharp teeth, resembling a hybrid of a giant anemone and an octopus, spews viscous, corrosive ink; the Reef Crab, covered in a thick calcareous shell, moves slowly yet possesses immense strength, like a living fortress; the Giant Claw, wielding claws capable of crushing tanks; and the Deep-Diving Aberration, with a body like a half-rotten fishman, covered in sharp bone spikes and webbed claws, emits a piercing shriek and moves with ghostly speed.

"roar--!

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"Hiss—!"

The roars of the monsters converged into a chilling symphony of death. They pounced on the speeding Langya from all directions, recklessly, splashing corrosive ink, slamming down with enormous pincers, and piercing vital organs with the cold light of bone spikes.

Buzz!

The Greedy Motorcycle emitted a deep resonance, its headlights blazed brightly, and the motorcycle instantly performed all sorts of incredible maneuvers, narrowly avoiding the coverage of corrosive ink and the bombardment of giant claws.

At the same time, Tang Zijun's hands had already left the handlebars.

With lightning speed, his left hand pulled a card that gleamed with a cold metallic light from the card box at his waist—the card instantly materialized, and a rough, menacing heavy shotgun with a barrel that roared like a wolf's jaws fell into his palm.

His right hand gripped another card—a flash of cold light, and a sharp short sword with a blade shaped like a beast's fangs was already in his hand.

Boom!

Tang Zijun stood as steady as a rock on the rapidly moving Langya, her left-hand shotgun roaring as a dense barrage of steel balls, imbued with shadow energy, rained down on the Deep Aberration swarm rushing from the side, instantly turning the leading ones into sieves, splattering blood and bits of flesh everywhere.

His right hand wielded a short sword that transformed into a deadly silver arc, precisely parrying the bone spikes that came from above. With a swift backhand slash, a mutated creature attempting to leap off the roof of the car was severed at the shoulder, its foul-smelling entrails gushing out.

However, there were too many monsters. They were like an endless tide, fearless and relentless. The suppressive fire of shotguns and the close combat of short swords could only barely protect themselves and Langya from being overwhelmed, but could not effectively open up a path forward.

Ahead, the massive body of the Reef Crab, like a moving mountain, completely blocked the narrow passage! The Abyss Catchers on both sides spewed ink like a torrential rain.

Looking at the densely packed horde of monsters surging towards them like a metallic wave, and feeling the approaching roar from the direction of the Eternal Darkness Cliff...

The increasingly clear, terrifying tremor that almost froze her soul caused Tang Zijun to furrow her brow deeply.

"I don't have time to waste with you guys..."

His eyes flashed with a fierce light, and his free left hand instantly drew the card he had prepared beforehand—[Masked Drive: Form Domination!]—from the card box. The card radiated a silvery-white metallic sheen and exuded a chilling wolf-like aura.

【Phantom Wolf!】

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