Chapter 233: Light Song, Graceful Dance
SPURT!
While still in mid-air, Bai Zhi spat out a mouthful of blood, her face turning deathly pale!
The piercingly scarlet blood traced a beautiful arc through the air, scattering as it fell. It looked like plum blossoms blooming in the snow after a cold wind—beautiful and enchanting, yet tinged with a tragic poignancy.
Before Bai Zhi could hit the ground, Zhou Fan caught her just in time. He rolled to the side twice to bleed off the momentum, then quickly took out a Recovery Pill and fed it to her.
"Fan, are you telling me you can't kill a few guys?" Zhou Fan shouted without turning his head, his voice directed at Fan, who was still locked in combat with several opponents not far away.
He glanced at Bai Zhi. Although the Recovery Pill had helped her recover slightly, her face was still deathly pale, looking as if she could die at any moment. Zhou Fan slowly helped her to the side just as Chen Yao ran over. After giving Chen Yao a quick instruction, he turned, stood up, and glared at the Big Python directly in front of him, his eyes filled with a thick killing intent.
"I don't care if you're some Snake Emperor or just a Big Python with a bit of cultivation. Today, you will die!" Zhou Fan felt the last two Recovery Pills he had on him. Without hesitation, he put both in his mouth, swallowing one immediately and hiding the other under his tongue. In the next instant, the Li Hen Sword in his hand flashed with a dazzling, ink-black light!
With a great leap, Zhou Fan slashed out with his sword!
A ten-meter-long beam of Sword Qi shot out, suffused with Slaughter Intent, as it slashed toward the Big Python!
At the same time, Zhou Fan lunged forward, following close behind the attack. Ignoring his nearly depleted Inner Strength, he gripped the Li Hen Sword with both hands and brought it down on the Big Python's head!
"You overestimate yourself!" the Big Python hissed coldly. With a flick of its tail, it swatted at both the Sword Qi and Zhou Fan!
BOOM!
The tail collided with the Sword Qi, and a tremendous roar echoed through the air, shaking the entire basement!
SSSHH!
Several jets of blood spurted from the Big Python's tail. It was clear the Sword Qi had injured it. Though it was only a superficial wound, Zhou Fan's figure had already closed the distance!
Just as the Li Hen Sword in Zhou Fan's hand was about to strike its head, the Big Python opened its mouth. Its tongue shot out with an unstoppable force, piercing straight through Zhou Fan's left abdomen. The blow gravely injured him and, at the same time, stopped his sword strike!
With a violent flick, it sent Zhou Fan flying. He slammed into a fighting ring not far away with such force that he smashed a hole right through it!
Amidst the billowing dust, Fan finally, and with great difficulty, finished off his last few opponents. He looked over in horror at the Big Python, which was glaring menacingly from a distance, and couldn't help but curse inwardly. 'What the hell is this thing?'
"Boy, you are no match for me. I'll give you one last chance. Become my servant, and I will spare your life. I will even grant you supreme power!" The Big Python's fist-sized eyes stared at Zhou Fan as he struggled to climb out of the hole, its voice cold yet laced with arrogance.
"Are you fucking dreaming? You think you're worthy?" Zhou Fan swayed, barely managing to stay on his feet. He swallowed the last pill in his mouth—the very last Recovery Pill he had. As he felt the tearing pain in his organs intensify, a fierce, bloodthirsty light appeared in his eyes.
"I have one more move. Do you dare to face it?" Zhou Fan gritted his teeth, staring daggers at the Big Python. He slowly raised his Li Hen Sword and tucked it under his arm, trying to wipe the blade clean.
"Arrogant brat! If that's how you want it, then I'll make you give up that notion for good!" the Big Python snorted contemptuously. It stared intently at Zhou Fan, as if Zhou Fan's fate—to be used by it, just like Li Mei—was already sealed.
Zhou Fan gave a cruel smile and slowly closed his eyes. He focused on the one and only sword technique from the Longevity Technique that he was currently able to learn, pouring all of his remaining Inner Strength into the Li Hen Sword.
HUMMM!
Instantly, the Li Hen Sword began to hum with excitement, like a starving wolf that had just spotted a little lamb. If Zhou Fan wasn't holding it tight, it probably would have flown out on its own!
"Gentle Song, Graceful Dance!"
The next moment, Zhou Fan's eyes snapped open. He slowly uttered the name of the technique, then took a step forward—onto the air itself. As his longsword danced, beams of Sword Qi, like bolts of silk, transformed into ribbons that swirled around his body. Guided by the blade, they streaked through space like a rainbow piercing the sun, aimed straight for the Big Python's head!
In that instant, a look of unprecedented terror appeared in the Big Python's fist-sized eyes. Its first instinct was to flee!
But before it could even move, the streams of Sword Qi, following the Li Hen Sword, had already pierced through its body and its head!