Chapter 1403: Chapter 78: Dragon Strife, Tiger Clash
The long blade in his hand swept out, hacking straight toward the oncoming foe!
His eyes were burning with frenzy, his face twisted in blazing madness.
At last, he could fight again!
Wild laughter shook the vault of heaven.
The blood-colored long blade and the heaven-shaking staff smashed together in midair!
A booming crash.
Wind and cloud scattered, blood-colored light swayed!
Bu Chou’s body shot backward through the sky like a falling star.
Sun Wutian’s body, however, spun once in midair, whirling into a blood-colored cyclone, then steadied itself; at once his blood blade swept out, he stepped three hundred zhang in a single stride, raising his blade to hack down!
"Bu Chou! That staff strike just now wasn’t bad—come on, give your old man here an even more badass one so I can really get my fix!!"
Sun Wutian shouted in high spirits: "It’s been so many years since I had this much fun!"
Bu Chou spun up, Fengyun gun once again surging with wind and cloud, and swung it out with grim resolve.
"Shut your damn mouth!"
Bu Chou roared.
Boom boom boom, blade and staff clashed again and again.
Bu Chou held his breath and slammed into Sun Wutian with all his might, but Sun Wutian’s cultivation was far, far above his.
Three consecutive cuts sent Bu Chou flying three thousand zhang!
Blood-colored sword light slashed and danced wildly in the sky as Sun Wutian’s狂 laugh shook heaven and earth: "First cut of Opening the Mountain, using your Bu Chou’s fresh blood as a blade sacrifice, not bad, not bad! Hahahaha..."
Bu Chou’s Fengyun gun dissolved into ten thousand staff shadows as he fought with desperate fury.
But after just a few moves, fresh blood began pouring constantly from his mouth.
He was completely outmatched.
Yet he bellowed, straining every shred of strength in his body, locking Sun Wutian down!
In his heart, there was only one conviction left.
Block him!
Behind me are thousands of elite Guardians.
If this Great Demon charges into the crowd, the consequences are unimaginable!
His vision went blood-red; in this moment he had forgotten everything, even himself, frantically swinging Fengyun gun, howling as he fought on!
Bu Chou’s blood spattered and streamed down as he darted and slashed through the air.
Sun Wutian laughed madly, his blood-colored long blade swinging non-stop, crashing again and again into Fengyun gun!
He greatly enjoyed this feeling.
This feeling of crushing an enemy.
"Five moves!"
He could feel it: at most, Bu Chou could only withstand five more of his moves!
After five moves, the head would fall!
"Jie jie jie jie..."
Sun Wutian cackled: "Bu Chou, your head... five moves left! Four moves left!"
Another cut.
Below, amidst endless ranges of mountains and ravines, countless Guardians watched this battle, the corners of their eyes bleeding with anxiety.
But they were utterly helpless.
In a battle like this, they couldn’t even get close!
They could only watch Bu Chou fight for his life alone!
"Lord Bu! Go! Run..."
Countless people shouted themselves hoarse, begging Bu Chou.
But Bu Chou had already forgotten everything now, even himself.
While completely on the losing end, Fengyun gun became even more sinuous like a dragon, casting out myriad phenomena, straining to summon the wind and clouds, ride the vast sky; in his mind there were only two words.
No retreat!
No retreat!
Whatever anyone said, he would not retreat!
"Three moves!"
Sun Wutian’s triumphant voice rang out as the blood-colored long blade instantly blotted out the blue sky, turning it into a field of blood!
Clang clang clang, after Bu Chou spat a mouthful of blood, Fengyun gun suddenly grew even heavier and more forceful!
A resounding boom.
Sun Wutian actually took a step back.
"Oh-ho... going all out, are we?"
Sun Wutian laughed wildly: "You think going all out works in front of me?!"
"It works!"
A steady voice said: "At any time, going all out always works!"
This voice did not come from Bu Chou.
With this voice, a snow-white blade light suddenly filled the firmament!
Like a snow-white dragon, it appeared out of nowhere in the distant Void, carving out a thousand-zhang streak of white light, cleaving through time, cleaving through space!
In an instant it was before Sun Wutian.
Clang!
The great blade collided with Sun Wutian’s Hen Tian Blade.
In that instant, lightning flashed and thunder roared in the sky.
Blood-colored blade light and snow-colored blade light slammed into each other in midair like two bombs, then exploded with a roar.
Countless blade lights shot wildly in all directions.
Sun Wutian spun once and retreated a hundred zhang, Hen Tian Blade held crosswise before his chest, his face turning solemn: "It’s you! Old friend!"
A voice said coolly: "Old friend? A Demon like you, Sun Wutian, thinks he’s worthy?!"
With that voice, a figure flickered into view in the sky.
They saw that opposite Sun Wutian in midair stood a man with a Xiong Zhuang build, a full two meters tall; just by standing there in the sky, he seemed to tower between heaven and earth.
In his hand was a great blade!
This blade wasn’t a blade in the ordinary sense; in fact, strictly speaking, a blade like this shouldn’t belong to the Jianghu at all, but to the battlefield.
The blade was a full one zhang and two chi long.
The hilt and shaft alone measured seven chi, and the remaining five chi were all blade, broad as a door panel, its edge cold and razor sharp.
On the blade, on one side, was an Azure Dragon, baring fangs and brandishing claws, howling wind and cloud, swallowing sun and moon!
Below, countless Guardians erupted in earth-shaking cheers!
"Qinglong Saber! Qinglong Saber!"
"It’s Lord Yu! Lord Yu is here!!"
This blade hadn’t appeared in the Jianghu for a long time; no one had expected it to suddenly appear here.
Qinglong Saber, Yu Haoran!
A mad, demonic blade,
When its edge appears, ghosts and gods flee;
A one-zhang-two-chi Qinglong measures sun and moon,
One heart of Haoran qi fills Bixiao!
The foremost expert of the Yu Family among the Wind, Rain, and Snow Three Great Families, ranked fifth on the Cloud Weapon List!
His ranking was even above that of Wei Wo Zheng Sect Chief Protector Baizhan Blade!
Bu Chou’s body wavered in midair, on the verge of collapse.
Yu Haoran held his blade in one hand and supported Bu Chou with the other: "Brother Bu, rest easy, I’m here!"
Bu Chou’s mind was hazy as he murmured: "Block him!"
"No problem!"
Yu Haoran supported Bu Chou and stuffed three Spirit Pills in a row into his mouth.
Then he pushed with his right hand.
Bu Chou’s body drifted slowly down.
"Down below, catch Lord Bu!"
Zhao Shanhe and the others had long since leapt up with all their might; several of them, eyes brimming with tears, caught the falling Bu Chou together and gently laid him on the ground.