Paradise of Demonic Gods

Chapter 92 Quick Sword VS Quick Arrow

Just as his sword Qis blasted out, Fang Xingjian himself was like a bomb, relying on the Supreme Mistwind Sword, and charging into the opponents at an extreme speed about three times his usual speed.

His legs stomped down heavily on the ground, his raging strength like two waves of impact, blasting two big craters in the ground and making waves of air currents surge out in all directions from where his feet met the ground.

Plants, trees, dirt and sand were sent flying. Before Fang Xingjian, a Knight was staring with eyes wide open, looking at the direction he had just come from. The Knight’s gaze still reflected a blurred afterimage of a person’s silhouette. It was Fang Xingjian’s silhouette.

Sword light flashed about, the plants and trees in the air still dropping one by one. The pupils of the people in the surroundings slightly contracted, their faces twitching, their, hands reaching out closer and closer towards their weapons.

But the sword light from Fang Xingjian’s sword had already brushed across the Knight’s chest softly like lightning, and in the next three seconds, countless sword Qis made the Knight’s chest explode, as he was sent flying and spewing blood. In his gaze, a blurred shaky black shadow was still reflected, alongside that sword light which had slashed through the sky.

Ba-boom!

Fang Xingjian once again exerted force on his legs, the longsword in his hands shattering into pieces. He casually grabbed another from behind him, the fifty metallic swords now standing in the sky one less.

With a tremble of his longsword, a hurricane of sword Qis formed, and as Fang Xingjian’s silhouette flashed about and disappeared, a long stream of air current took form.

Within the short moment in which Fang Xingjian changed his form, a total of seven arrows pierced through the afterimages he left behind, landing onto the ground.

Renault’s eyes contracted so much that they appeared to be like needle tips, his hands shaking as if he was convulsing, creating a series of afterimages. The Sacred Bow let out a series of cries, a melody resonating from the bow and bowstring.

He seemed to be the only one out of the ten who could keep up with Fang Xingjian’s movements, and even attack.

But even if that was the case, he was still a notch slower, and could only helplessly look at how Fang Xingjian changed his form before the arrows were even shot.

However, the next moment, he focused like never before. With the sight seen through the ’Eye of the Mighty Hawk’, the silhouette entirely encompassed by sword Qis had already spurted forth towards him.

The muscles throughout his body tightened in that instance, and Renault’s hand seemed to have completely disappeared at that moment. He simply watched the arrows in his quiver disappearing one by one.

60 points in strength and 80 points in agility had been released explosively, all at once.

His speed could not keep up with Fang Xingjian’s at all, but at least it could still, albeit barely, keep up with the Fang Xingjian who had yet to activate his Boundaries Negation.

At the same time, the ether particles in the surrounding space all seemed to be boiling, aiming at Fang Xingjian through Renault’s consciousness, as if they were magnetic tracks.

The bowstring trembled, and arrows were launched, each of them cutting through space, unceasingly accelerating on the tracks formed by the ether particles, their destination – Fang Xingjian’s body.

With three loud sounds, the sword and arrows clashed, the three arrows broke into pieces. Fang Xingjian’s longsword also shattered.

Fang Xingjian changed his sword, taking a step back. Loud whistling sounds came from the air currents, the longbow making low screeches, and the longsword once again shattered.

All these arrows locked and accelerated by the ether particles looked as if they had eyes, chasing after Fang Xingjian. Unless he hit them down with his longsword, they would not stop.

This was the ultimate move in the Killing technique – Dragon Slaying Archery – Homing Arrows.

But every time he knocked down two or three arrows, Fang Xingjian’s longsword would shatter.

And Renault’s hands did not stop, his eyes in a daze, arrows flying out like a waterfall, each of them cutting across the sky in a beautiful arch, chasing after Fang Xingjian.

Fang Xingjian focused his gaze, deciding to ignore the Homing Arrows following him, and dashed behind another Knight.

"Be careful!"

"All of you, get out of the way!"

"He’s here!"

"Help!"

"He’s here, he’s here!"

Amidst surprised cries, piercing screams, and angered bellows, Class 252’s team turned into a huge mess. Fang Xingjian was like a breeze, bringing along over forty longswords as he shuttled among them. And then the Knights fell, one by one.

Some of them were pierced by Renault’s arrows, while others were casually knocked out by Fang Xingjian.

Everywhere he passed by, air would explode in crackling sounds. It was caused by the Knights displaying their Reduced Force Fields in an attempt to capture Fang Xingjian. It was a pity, but their reactions could not match Fang Xingjian’s speed in the least, resulting in them only being able to crush the air with loud sounds.

And only after all eight Knights were knocked out did Xiu Yi, who had earlier run towards the forest, return with heavy footsteps to stand before Renault.

His eyes were filled with astonishment. The blurred silhouette was like the raging wind, and as streams of sword Qis shot out, he was completely unable to see Fang Xingjian’s movements clearly.

Fang Xing, who had unleashed the full prowess of the Supreme Mistwind Sword wind, was much faster than when he had fought against Claude, the day before.

Renault’s face was filled with killing intent. Looking at the eight Knights on the ground, his bow was stretched out like a full moon, and not even knowing when, he had drawn from his quiver an arrow flashing with bits of ice crystals.

His eyes were fixed on Fang Xingjian, the arrow aimed at the latter’s head, while Fang Xingjian himself leaped around in the grassland, shuttling around, creating rays of sword Qis to slash through all the Homing Arrows behind him.

It was a pity that Renault had shot out over one hundred Homing Arrows, and it was not something which Fang Xingjian could deal with in a short moment.

Looking at the arrows which were close on his tracks, like hunting dogs, Fang Xingjian let out a cold snort, slashing with his longsword once again, and creating countless sword Qis, leading strong gales while he was midair. With a turn, he was already dashing towards Renault.

‘Is he coming?’

Renault aimed his longbow and arrow towards Fang Xingjian, who was dashing towards him in a straight line. He did not dare to wait or relax. This launched arrow was his supersonic archery unleashed at his full powers, Formless Shot.

The veins on Renault’s forehead swelled, Waves boiling through his body, and between heaven and earth, formless tracks created from ether particles crept outwards, locking onto Fang Xingjian.

The whole process sounded very slow, but Renault had practiced it tens of thousands of times, and his actions were so fluid that they seemed to be as fast as lightning. Just as Fang Xingjian turned and dashed towards him, the Formless Shot was successfully launched.

The bowstring trembled fiercely, and the sharp arrow cut through the sky.

The ice-blue arrow on the bow was a one-time use Empire’s Divine Weapon, which was sufficient to make the target experience an abrupt temperature drop, down to negative fifty degrees celsius.

’Once it hits, Fang Xingjian will definitely lose.

’And those at their first transition or lower could only attempt to try receiving my Formless Shot head on, but will definitely be unable to dodge it.’

But just as various thoughts flashed across his mind, the moment just before the arrow was launched, Fang Xingjian’s body did the impossible and accelerated once again, exiting Renault’s line of vision.

A horrifying technique which transcended physical and material boundaries, the Boundaries Negation was activated, and Fang Xingjian’s speed multiplied abruptly once again.

In an instant, the surrounding air turned extremely viscous. Each step he took created terrifying air explosions, and each sword Qi was accompanied by terrifying sound explosions, making the entire sword screech, as if it would shatter into tens of thousands of pieces the very next moment.

Supersonic human vs supersonic arrow.

Renault’s Eye of the Mighty Hawk was no longer able to see Fang Xingjian’s body, and just before he reacted, he felt an excruciating pain in his chest, a thunderous sonic explosive sound ringing out from all over his body as he was sent flying.

His Formless Shot fell a distance of over hundreds of meters away, passing by countless big trees and eventually piercing deeply into the cliff wall.

It was only when the crowd heard the explosive sound that they managed to react to the lightning-fast speed of the sword.

"Supersonic!"

"Achieving supersonic at level 10 of the first transition?

"What joke is this?"

"Windstorm Sword Hero... Is it really that strong?"

"Report this immediately... A genius who exceeded the speed of sound at the age of sixteen..."

At that moment, countless people at the top of the cliffs had the same thought, their eyes brimming with extreme astonishment, and looking at Fang Xingjian as if they were looking at a monster among monsters.