Chapter 459: Long Qi and Xin Yi Battle Guihua

Just as Guihua thought she had succeeded, a long blade swung over, nearly shaving off her claws.

The blade brushed against Guihua's fingertips, sparking as it struck, the "clang-clang" sound ringing out crisp and clear.

Guihua dodged and retreated, and upon looking at the newcomer, it was none other than Xin Yi, while Long Qi, standing to the side, was still slowly and leisurely drawing his long sword, muttering something to himself.

Seeing this, Guihua was furious; first, she was angry that her good deed had been interrupted again, and second, she was enraged that Long Qi must be cursing her.

This was truly a grievance against Long Qi.

Long Qi's muttering was merely him lamenting the sensation from just a moment ago; he had never been forced so close by a sharp object, and he could not help but feel a bit of emotion.

He had not cared about Guihua at all.

After all...

There was no need to pay extra attention to someone who was about to be killed by him.

Seeing it was Xin Yi, Guihua laughed instead of getting angry, contemptuously rubbing her sharp nails and shaking sparks all over the floor.

"Yo, rebellious disciple, here to find trouble for your master again?"

Guihua's voice carried a hint of mockery, her expression lazy, not taking the two of them seriously at all.

If Adao were present, he would surely be spitting at Guihua again; his sharp tongue was well-taught by Lingxiang, and he might even be able to make Guihua so angry she would smoke from her seven orifices.

But Adao was not here at the moment; only Xin Yi frowned in silence. He knew well Guihua's dark temperament; she spoke difficult words to distract others while secretly preparing more vicious moves.

However, Long Qi did not give Guihua the chance.

Just as Guihua finished speaking, she saw Long Qi thrust his sword forward, the blade like a thunderbolt, pointing straight at Guihua's throat, yet the Spirit Qi on the blade was restrained, losing much of its sharpness for no reason.

In the end, he was still constrained by the Hanyu Pill; as long as the restriction in Long Qi's body was not broken, he could not unleash the power of the Longyuan Sword.

No matter how swift the sword momentum was, Guihua was, after all, a fierce general of the Demon Race; how could she be famous for nothing?

Guihua simply bent her waist, tipped her toes, and retreated behind her, her posture like a dragonfly skimming water, as light as a swallow.

The tip of the Longyuan Sword was only an inch from Guihua's nose, yet as she retreated step by step, it could not advance even a fraction further.

Guihua's nails scraped against the floor tiles, the "shasha" sound constant, just like her disdainful laughter.

Long Qi's face turned cold; he knew well that he was by no means Guihua's match, but he could not let her go easily either.

The momentum of the Longyuan Sword shifted, a cold light flashed, and it thrust straight at Guihua's shoulder.

Guihua was not panicked in the slightest, confidently raising her claws to flick at the Longyuan.

Yet unexpectedly, the moment Guihua touched the edge of the Longyuan Sword, her sharp nails were easily shaved off.

Guihua was greatly shocked and hurriedly twisted her body to avoid it, rolling a few times to retreat a distance of a zhang away.

After steadying herself, Guihua looked at her flattened nails, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Isn't this brat just that little demon girl's disciple? How could he break through her "Chu"?

What exactly is his background?

Guihua's expression turned stern, no longer playful, and she reached out to pull a long whip from her waist, looking at Long Qi with eyes like knives.

This brat must not be left alive today!

Xin Yi also turned serious, taking a few long strides to reach in front of Long Qi, reaching out to stop him from making another move.

Long Qi was puzzled and looked at Xin Yi, but the latter only shook his head.

Xin Yi had followed Guihua for a long time in his youth and knew her abilities well. Supposedly, Guihua's cultivation techniques were not very powerful, but her Body Movement was formidable, and her methods were extremely vicious; many of her inexplicable tricks were evil and very difficult to fathom.

The long whip in Guihua's hand was forged from the skin she had shed from her demon body, and each segment of the whip had poisonous hooks; once pierced, one would be afflicted with Demon Miasma Poison, and within two or three days, one would turn into a half-human, half-demon monster in agony.

Seeing Xin Yi's grave expression, Long Qi understood that the whip must be tricky, and thinking of the fate of Shao Fengcheng's family, he immediately understood.

Lingxiang once said that those high-ranking members of the Demon Race mostly possessed the power of Demon Transformation, capable of turning ordinary people into demon monsters and making them obey their orders.

Huiwu was filled with deep resentment, and as soon as he entered the demon path, he gained the power of Demon Transformation, which was why he was used by Bai Wuchang. Guihua was a close minister to the Demon Lord, so she was likely no less capable.

Long Qi's gaze sank, falling upon the long whip in Guihua's hand; the ghostly light on every segment reflected endless evil thoughts, as if it were the gaze of the souls who had perished under the whip.

This battle would be difficult to fight...

Guihua flicked the long whip, and amidst "sou-sou" sounds, she leaped up, charging straight at Long Qi with a strange footwork.

"It's the Shadowless Step!"

Xin Yi was greatly shocked and hurriedly pulled Long Qi away.

!

The Shadowless Step was a set of light-body techniques from the "Forest Shadow Flying Trace"; back then, the "Forest Shadow Flying Trace" was handed to Xin Yi by Guihua, so it must have been stolen by her at that time.

Although the Demon Race did not possess Spirit Power and could not practice the Forest Shadow techniques, the Shadowless Step was merely an ordinary light-body technique, nothing more than some footwork, which could be practiced with just a little bit of power.

But even so, the Shadowless Step was extremely difficult to deal with.

This set of footwork was originally used for secret assassinations, but after improvements by generations of family heads, even when facing an enemy head-on, it could exert miraculous effects; the footwork was treacherous, whether dodging moves or launching surprise attacks, it was not inferior to the sect's Tayun Boots.

Long Qi was dragged left and right by Xin Yi, but he dared not lower his guard, his eyes following Guihua, who was in hot pursuit.

But constantly dodging was not a solution; he had to find an opportunity to counterattack to break the current predicament.

Just as Guihua flicked the long whip again, Long Qi broke free from Xin Yi's hand, raised the Longyuan, and met her with a sword strike.

Following a few crisp sounds, the long whip wrapped around the blade of the Longyuan; Long Qi pulled hard, thrusting the sword heavily into the gap between the bricks, then followed along the whip, forming a seal with his fingers, and charged straight at Guihua's midsection.

Guihua had not expected Long Qi to suddenly close in, nor did she expect him to bring the Thunder Method; no matter how treacherous the Shadowless Step was, at such close range, she feared it would be difficult to avoid completely.

Just as she was stunned, Long Qi had already reached her, but Guihua's expression suddenly changed, her mouth curling into an evil smile.

Guihua had been worried that Xin Yi would keep leading this brat to dodge; after all, this Shadowless Step was stolen, and it was ultimately inferior to Xin Yi's, but now that this brat had delivered himself to her door, it truly suited her wishes.

Guihua secretly pulled a dagger from her waist, the dagger gleaming with a ghostly blue cold light.

It was a Demon Blade!

Since you won't take the path to Heaven, you've come to the Underworld yourself; today I will cut off your head and throw it back to that cheap girl, and I want to see how that dead girl will react.

Guihua even felt as if she could see Lingxiang crying bitterly, and a look of madness at having succeeded appeared on her face.

Long Qi was completely unaware and continued to charge forward; the change happened in an instant, and by the time he reacted, the dagger was already held against his throat.

Just as Guihua thought she had succeeded, the Demon Blade met resistance and could not advance even half an inch further.

The dagger was blocked by Xin Yi's short blade!

Before the crazed smile on Guihua's face could fade, her abdomen was struck by a finger from Long Qi, and streaks of lightning poured in, instantly searing a hole through it.