Chapter 233: Chapter 233 Flame Dragon Organization’s Combat Power_1

Chou Jiukun was a Qi Drawing Realm martial artist, hence he knew many secrets of the Ancient Martial World that ordinary martial artists did not. Black Blade was precisely an extremely mysterious and brutal force within the Ancient Martial World.

The founder of Black Blade was a survivor who had escaped from one of The Four Great Noble Families that had been annihilated by the Flame Dragon Organization. Holding a grudge for the decimation of their sect by the Flame Dragon Organization, Black Blade had since its establishment gathered a large number of the surviving members from the factions eliminated by the Flame Dragon Organization.

Using these people’s hatred for the Flame Dragon Organization, Black Blade formed a substantial underground power that opposed the Flame Dragon at every turn.

Since many of its members came from The Four Great Noble Families, their strength was also very formidable. Moreover, they were originally from sects with more unorthodox practices. Added to the hatred for the Flame Dragon Organization for destroying their sects, they became even more reckless and cruel in their actions. The saying “When Black Blade strikes, blood seals the throat” mentioned by the youth was certainly no empty phrase.

It was universally acknowledged in the Martial World that there were two powers that should not be provoked, with the Flame Dragon Organization ranking first and Black Blade undoubtedly deserving the second place.

Furthermore, Black Blade was cruel in its deeds and always lurked in the shadows, which made it even more terrifying than the Flame Dragon Organization in some respects.

In the current world of martial artists, if anyone dared to directly challenge the Flame Dragon Organization, it was undoubtedly the Black Blade Organization. However, Black Blade mostly operated in the north of Yan Country, and it was unexpected that today, due to a single Blood Bodhi, even the notorious Black Blade would be stirred into action.

Chou Jiukun felt his heart growing cold. The Blood Bodhi that the Qin Family had purchased for five billion was now a hot potato and a death warrant. It had attracted Black Blade’s attention, and they were even ready to forcibly snatch it away right in front of Flame Dragon’s members.

Chou Jiukun could not afford to provoke either side, but how could Black Blade let him go easily without obtaining the Blood Bodhi?

In Chou Jiukun’s heart, it was as bitter as if he had chewed a hundred coptis roots—bitterness… was the only word.

In a big tree less than one hundred meters from the fight, Xu Fan stood leisurely upon the tree, coldly observing the situation below. Seeing first a muck truck blocking Qin Haowen and his group’s path, followed by a big group of people pouring out from the vehicle, a slight smirk appeared on the corner of Xu Fan’s mouth.

Indeed, he was not the only one interested in the Blood Bodhi. The murkier the waters, the better. The murkier they were, the easier it would be for him to fish in troubled waters. Xu Fan stood on the tree, watching everyone’s movements, and thought to himself.

A battle between Black Blade and Flame Dragon was about to erupt.

“Jin Gang, protect the Blood Bodhi. Xiao Bai, follow me up!” Fei Ying said to Jin Gang, who held a Long Spear, and then he dashed toward a group of men in black.

Fei Ying’s dagger spun rapidly in his palm for a few turns and then was thrown out directly. The sharp dagger seemed to instantly appear before one of the sword-wielding men in black.

Seeing the oncoming dagger gleaming with blue light, the man in black raised his sword to block it. Unexpectedly, the dagger seemed to have a life of its own. As the man’s sword approached, the dagger suddenly changed its trajectory, instantly circling around the blade and then lunged for his throat.

A look of shock flashed in the eyes of the man in black. Using all his strength, he leapt into the air, but his evasion was still no match for the speed of the dagger. Barely rising thirty centimeters, the dagger thrown by Fei Ying had pierced through his torso, bringing forth a spray of blood.

The dagger pierced through the chest of the man in black and then instantly changed its form, whizzing as it spun back into the hands of Fei Ying.

“What a marvelous Returning Flying Knife! The people from Flame Dragon Organization really do have some tricks up their sleeve!” The young man who had blocked the car didn’t become angry but instead smiled and clapped his hands toward Fei Ying before pulling out a katana-like weapon that was nine feet long and, with a cold laugh, walked toward Fei Ying.

Xiao Bai was not idle at this time either. Although she looked like a delicate beauty, the moment she picked up the Soft Sword, her whole demeanor seemed to change, transforming into a stunningly cold beauty as if she could freeze the air around her, brandishing the Soft Sword and charging toward one of the men in black next to her.

The man in black was holding a simple Longsword, and when he saw Xiao Bai coming at him, a cold smirk flashed across his lips, showing no fear as he faced her, casually swinging out a flourish of his sword, the tip viciously aimed at Xiao Bai’s heart.

At that moment, Xiao Bai’s Soft Sword suddenly erupted in a bright purple glow, like a venomous snake, and in the blink of an eye, entangled the blade of the man in black. There was a series of metallic clashes, “clang clang,” and the Longsword was so wrapped up by Xiao Bai’s short sword that it lost its direction, and the thrust that was originally aimed directly at Xiao Bai’s heart stabbed through the air instead.

While her Soft Sword diverted the Longsword’s strike, it reappeared at a strange angle right at the man in black’s neck in a flash.

Seeing that the purple blade of Xiao Bai’s Soft Sword was about to decapitate him, the man in black didn’t dare to continue his attack and quickly raised his Longsword, instantaneously positioning the blade in front of his own neck.

But that was still not the attack target of Xiao Bai’s Soft Sword. The tip of the sword flickered once more around the man’s neck and in a flash, appeared on the right hand holding his sword, slicing a deep gash with a “zii” sound.

A thumb, swiftly carried into the air by the edge of the purple Soft Sword, fell with a “clang!” The man in black’s thumb was severed, causing the simple Longsword to drop from his grip, falling to the ground instantly.

The man in black before Xiao Bai hadn’t suffered any fatal injuries, but for a swordsman, the loss of the right thumb meant he would never be able to wield a sword again. Even if the finger was reattached, the agility would never be as it was before, making it nearly impossible to contend with masters.

In just an exchange, Xiao Bai and Fei Ying had rendered the two weakest men in black incapable of fighting.

Although neither of them had suffered fatal injuries, their ability to fight was essentially destroyed by this encounter.

Fei Ying was a high-level Qi Drawing Realm expert, so injuring a Body-Tempering member of the Black Blade Organization from afar with a flying knife was somewhat expected. Xiao Bai, only at the pinnacle of the Body-Tempering realm, had managed to disable a Martial Artist of the same level in almost a single encounter, which goes to show that the people from the Flame Dragon Organization are indeed powerful.

However, the others had now felt the threat posed by the two, and the young man driving the dump truck shouted, “Two against one is unfair. Everyone else get on the truck, and take the Blood Bodhi!”

“Understood!” Upon hearing the command, the men in black quickly reorganized their formation, and pairs of Qi Drawing and Body-Tempering experts faced off against Xiao Bai and Fei Ying.

Meanwhile, the remaining eight or nine people all converged on Jin Gang, who was guarding the Hummer.