Chapter 1739 The Only Chance

The sword is unsheathed.

Beneath the pitch-black scabbard is a sharp, gleaming blade engraved with unknown dark patterns.

There were still no moves that relied on internal energy, but those tricky and brutal sword moves alone were enough to relieve Xia Fuyi's pressure.

The fire had gone out completely, leaving only the lantern hanging on the carriage still flickering.

In the woods late at night, the only sounds left were the crisp sound of swords clashing and the occasional muffled groans from the masked men.

When Xia Fuyi found that Li Chi's sword moves were enough to protect himself, he became more and more reckless in his sword moves.

Every move is full of sword intent, and the murderous aura is enough to cut people's skin even before the blade reaches the target.

Each sword flower was gorgeous and deadly, and the Spring Wind Slashing Technique that had been used on the arena was fully displayed.

It seemed as if a spring breeze had really blown in this deep night of early winter. The girl's clothes fluttered like snowy waves, but even the hem of her clothes seemed sharp and indestructible enough to cut through the sound of the wind.

She was not seriously injured, but blood continued to flow out of the wounds, staining her white clothes red.

In the gradually spreading blood color, the girl's eyes were made to look even colder and more murderous.

The leader of the Tianji Sect, who was not far away, had been standing silently under a tree. This bloody and chaotic battle seemed to be just a painting in his eyes, and he admired it calmly and without emotion.

It was not until Xia Fuyi was injured again that he said lightly,

"stop."

The sound was not loud, but everyone stopped all their actions as ordered.

The wind blew up the smell of blood all over the ground. Under the dim light, Xia Fuyi turned her head and looked at him vigilantly.

The sect leader also looked at her, and after a moment he said calmly,

"He hired you as his bodyguard, but he didn't buy your life."

"Xia Fuyi, are you willing to sacrifice your life for a short period of food, clothing, and shelter?"

The girl was about to speak when a faint voice came from behind her.

"He's right."

Xia Fuyi was startled and turned to look.

The silver-faced man had just put away the sword in his hand and lowered his head, choking on a mouthful of blood.

Xia Fuyi immediately took two steps forward nervously. Li Chi wiped his lips, looked up at her, and repeated in a light tone,

"He's right. You don't have to risk your life for me. Our employment relationship ends here. You can go with them."

Xia Fuyi gritted her teeth and stared at him for a while. At this moment, the sect leader suddenly drew the sword of the person next to him and walked forward slowly.

Xia Fuyi immediately turned around, stood in front of Li Chi with his sword across his body, and stared straight at the sect leader who was gradually approaching.

"Get out of the way."

The man stopped in front of her and stared at her with his head down.

Xia Fuyi didn't say anything, but stood there motionless, showing no intention of obeying any orders.

The man said calmly,

"You know, I only give you one chance."

"The five years you and I have lived together in the Bluestone Palace together is only enough for me to shout stop once. There won't be a next time."

Xia Fuyi listened silently, still motionless.

The man nodded.

"good."

He took a step back, turned around and attacked again.

More people continued to pour out of the jungle, and Xia Fuyi almost wondered if he had brought everyone from the Tianji Sect here.

Just to kill Li Chi? But Li Chi was a Chiwei countryman, so what deep hatred could there be between him and the leader of the Tianji Sect who always stayed in Feihua City?

There were many questions in her heart, but her reality did not allow her to think more.

Xia Fuyi soon became blood-thirsty, and the entire forest was filled with her omnipresent and sharp murderous aura.

Without any reservation, she poured out all her internal strength and sword moves. What she had learned in Tianji Sect and later learned from Taixu, although not from the same lineage, was integrated into her seamlessly.

The bark of the tree was cracked, and the soil on the ground was splashed by the sword energy. Thick blood spurted out from the masked man's cut skin and splashed onto her face as white as snow.

Her gaze was like the omnipresent murderous aura, surrounding the entire space tightly. All those within it were her prey, destined to die and not be able to escape.