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Chapter 72 - Chapter 72 : Zhang Xiaofan Joins the Fight

Qi Hao's instincts screamed of danger. Channeling all his strength, he slashed with the Ice Sword, shattering the bloody ray.

But the backlash forced him several steps back, and when he looked down, his face paled....dark red mist clung to his blade, corroding its aura.

"Be careful!" he shouted. "This is the Red Demon Eye, a weapon forged from three hundred years of blood sacrifice.

It counteracts immortal artifacts. My Ice Sword's power is already diminished!"

No sooner had he spoken than another pair of bloody rays shot forth, aimed at Zeng Shushu and Lu Xueqi.

Zeng Shushu blocked with his Xuanyuan Sword, but the impact shook his arms numb, forcing him back ten steps. A cloud of crimson mist tainted his blade as well.

Lu Xueqi's Tianya Divine Sword fared little better. Though a Nine Heavens Divine Weapon, it too dimmed under the influence of the Red Demon Eye.

She steadied herself, her face grave. "Senior Brothers, my sword is also suppressed. Its might is greatly reduced."

Elder Nian's lips curled into a mocking laugh. "That brat who used the Devil Slayer spell has spent all his energy and cannot fight.

And the three of you.....your treasured swords are nothing before my Red Demon Eye. What can you do to me now?"

His laughter echoed across the battlefield. But suddenly, his expression turned dark. Murderous intent surged in his gaze as he bellowed, "Die!"

The Red Demon Eye flared violently, unleashing a storm of bloody beams that blotted out the sky.

The crimson light rained down like a sea of fire, enveloping Lu Xueqi, Zeng Shushu, and Qi Hao in an instant.

The three disciples raised their swords in unison, but dread filled their hearts.

If a single bloody ray was already so difficult to resist, how could they possibly withstand a storm of them?

The battle had only just begun, and the line between life and death had never felt thinner.

"Swish, swish, swish....

Seven or eight beams of bloody light shot through the air, rushing straight toward Qi Hao, Zeng Shushu, and Lu Xueqi.

The blood lights were blindingly fast....impossible to dodge completely. The three twisted and turned in midair, barely avoiding a few, but in the end they had to block with their swords.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Each impact sent a shudder down their blades. Worse still, a bloody aura clung to the swords, draining their power. Even with their skill, their weapons were weakening fast.

Meanwhile, Zhang Xiaofan sat calmly on a boulder, staring at the old man's Red Demon Eye. He thought to himself:

This treasure is ridiculous. It's not just offense....it's defense too.

Even when Naiqi used the Tianya Divine Sword, the Red Demon Eye still blocked it.

Unless she uses the Lightning Control Technique… but in a cave like this, that's way too difficult.

The Red Demon Eye wasn't just powerful.....it had been refined for three hundred years. Ordinary immortal swords were simply suppressed.

Old Man Nian threw back his head and laughed:

"My Red Demon Eye was forged over centuries to counter your immortal weapons! Today, you all die here!"

He unleashed another wave of bloody light.

Lu Xueqi raised her sword to block again....when suddenly, a shadow flashed before her.

Zhang Xiaofan appeared at her side, fire stick in hand. A green glow flared from the weapon.

Boom!

The bloody light slammed into the fire stick.....but instead of being suppressed, it was swallowed. The stick pulsed with a murderous red glow.

"What?!" Old Man Nian's smile froze. He quickly fired again....three more beams. But the fire stick devoured them too.

"Impossible! Why is my Red Demon Eye useless against your weapon?"

Zhang Xiaofan smirked.

"Clearly, your toy just isn't as good as mine."

His fire stick, forged from the Bloodthirsty Pearl and Soul-Snatching Rod, brimming with demonic energy, was on an entirely different level.

Qi Hao's eyes lit up.

"Perfect! His Red Demon Eye is restrained! Now's our chance to kill him!"

He charged in, sword flashing like ice, and slashed at Old Man Nian's head.

Clang!

The Red Demon Eye blocked again. But Qi Hao didn't hesitate....he followed up with a palm strike to the chest.

Old Man Nian sneered. You dare fight me barehanded? Courting death.

Their palms collided.

Crack!

Qi Hao's arm snapped instantly.

Before he could react, Old Man Nian slammed another palm into his chest.

Boom!

Qi Hao flew like a ragdoll, crashing into the stone wall with a pitiful "ugh!"

"Senior Brother!" Zeng Shushu darted forward to catch him before he fell.

Lu Xueqi seized the opening. The Tianya Sword gleamed with icy light as she slashed.

Old Man Nian parried with his Red Demon Eye, then countered with his palms.

Blue light shimmered in Lu Xueqi's hands—she secretly infused her strike with Mahavamsa Prajna.

Bang!

The two clashed evenly. Old Man Nian's expression turned grim. This girl's cultivation… it's terrifying. How can someone so young match me palm for palm?

But before he could process it, one of his underlings lunged at Lu Xueqi from behind.

She spun, sword flashing.....only for Old Man Nian to take advantage of the opening. The Red Demon Eye blasted her back.

Coughing lightly, she was still trying to regain balance when his palms came crashing down toward her chest.

Lu Xueqi's face paled. Her arms were numb, her power disrupted. She couldn't block in time.

At that moment....

"Bastard! You dare lay a hand on my Naiqi?!"

Zhang Xiaofan appeared like a storm, one arm wrapping protectively around her slender waist. Soft… slim… perfect, he couldn't help but think, even in the middle of battle.

His other hand lashed out with a palm strike.

Bang!

The air shook. Neither he nor Old Man Nian moved an inch.

The old man's eyes widened. First the girl, now this boy...both could withstand his palms. What kind of monsters are these youngsters?

But then he sneered. Hmph. You're holding her with one arm. I've got two free hands…

With that, his palms flared blood-red, striking at Zhang Xiaofan from both sides.

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