PFC Chapter 127 Heroine
Chapter 127 Heroine
Dongfang Yuan's face was so black from being interrupted time and time again that it looked as if it were covered with a layer of black mud that could drip ink.
His eyes, blazing with murderous intent, were filled with rage. He tightened his grip on the sword, as if he were about to push the saw blade a little further in.
He didn't believe that Xie Yan could have that much strength!
However, under Dongfang Yuan's incredulous gaze, as he increased his strength, Xie Yan's sword became increasingly steady, and she did not waver in the slightest.
The sword seemed to possess the strength of a thousand pounds in Xie Yan's hands; no matter how hard Dongfang Yuan tried, he could not budge it even an inch.
Just as the two were locked in a stalemate, several iron chains suddenly burst forth from beneath their feet, stabbing towards Xie Yan!
Xie Yan's lips slowly curled into a smile as she used a move that a normal person would never use in such an intense fight—
He stomped his toes on the ground and then unexpectedly kicked Dongfang Yuan's lower body with a high kick!
"!!!"
Everyone present who witnessed this scene gasped in shock, gaping and clutching their genitals as if they were experiencing the same thing firsthand.
And whether it was just their imagination or not, at that moment they seemed to hear a very faint "click" sound.
Xie Yan is such a vindictive fellow.
He had just been nearly "extinct" by Dongfang Yuan, and now he's turned around and retaliated. He's a ruthless person indeed.
This kick really hurt Dongfang Yuan badly.
His once handsome face instantly lost all color, turning deathly pale.
Dongfang Yuan froze on the spot as if struck by lightning, his eyes wide open and his pupils unfocused.
He covered his groin with one hand and knelt on one knee, the saw in his hand also being pulled back to support him on the ground, large beads of cold sweat rolling down his forehead.
He looked incredibly disheveled.
But Xie Yan clearly had no intention of stopping. Instead of retreating, he advanced, heading straight for the chains that were attacking him.
The next moment, he was entangled with the iron chain, which twisted and coiled like a snake, winding its way up his body, and Xie Yan carried him toward Dongfang Yuan.
Dongfang Yuan was still kneeling on the ground in "heart-wrenching pain" and hadn't come to his senses when Xie Yan was about to rush in front of him. He could only roll around on the ground several times with a ferocious expression in his face to barely avoid her.
At the same time, the person controlling the chains also came to his senses, immediately broke free from Xie Yan's control, and retreated back under the wooden plank.
On the wooden plank, Dongfang Yuan's few remaining men finally came to their senses and immediately stood in front of Dongfang Yuan, who was still gritting his teeth and trying to hold on.
Xie Yan didn't press her advantage, but instead stood outside the crowd, watching with a mocking expression as she observed Dongfang Yuan's pained expression.
Only then did he leisurely turn around to help Chu Ling break free of the iron chains binding him.
Seeing that Chu Ling had broken free, Xie Yan raised an eyebrow and, mimicking Chu Ling's earlier actions, teased him, "Your Highness, this is what you call a hero saving a beauty."
Chu Ling wiped the blood off his neck, glanced at him upon hearing this, and smiled, "Then it seems that to repay the hero's kindness, this king has no choice but to offer himself in return."
Xie Yan shook her head solemnly and refused, "Your Highness is too kind. It is already a blessing from several lifetimes for me to be able to follow Your Highness, and I would never dare to think of anything else."
Chu Ling took a few steps closer to him, put his hand on his shoulder and patted it, and said with a low laugh, "If you really follow me, your good fortune is yet to come."
Xie Yan: "..."
That sounds so familiar... Your Highness, you're not dressed up too, are you?
The rest: "..."
This scene looks so familiar... Can you guys please pay attention to us?
Just as the two were flirting once again, Dongfang Yuan had already recovered from his pain.
He glared at the two men in front of him, his teeth clenched, wishing he could tear them apart alive.
"You two scoundrels! This is where you'll die today!"
Dongfang Yuan glared at them, whistled, and then roared angrily, panting, "Attack them! Cut them to pieces!"
At Dongfang Yuan's command, not only did the assassins in front of him swarm forward, but even the invisible iron chains beneath their feet reappeared and attacked the two of them!
Xie Yan and Chu Ling exchanged a smile, then silently took their weapons and went to meet them.
They moved swiftly and gracefully, their movements as fluid as dragons, each action crisp and clean.
In no time, the assassins were lying on the ground.
However, Xie Yan and his companion could not relax yet, because the chains, which were as hard as metal and stone, had not been dealt with.
They hide in the blind spots of everyone, appearing and disappearing without a trace each time, constantly bothering the two of them.
To completely eliminate them, we'll probably have to go down to the wooden platform and take care of the manipulators.
Seeing that the two had been successfully held back, Dongfang Yuan's mood finally improved a little.
He gave a cold laugh and decided to strike while the iron was hot.
So he took the immobile Dongfang Shuo from his subordinates, grabbed him by the collar and dragged him in front of Xie Yan and the other man, saying viciously, "You want to save him? Then I'll kill him right in front of you!"
"You can take his head back with you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Dongfang Yuan raised his saw blade high, seemingly about to cut Dongfang Shuo down with it.
But Xie Yan, whom he was watching closely, neither stepped forward nor made any move. She simply stood there with a confident smile on her face.
At the same time, another sentence came—
"It's not our place to save them."
Dongfang Yuan's heart skipped a beat. Although he sensed something was wrong, his saw blade was already only an inch away from Dongfang Shuo.
At that moment, all he felt was the urgency to "cut the weeds and eliminate the roots."
But at this moment, it felt both fast and slow.
The smoke around him was violently dispersed, and a figure shot out from within. A sword that Dongfang Yuan had dreamed of owning his entire life firmly blocked his movement.
He was now just an inch away, but he could no longer cut it down.
With a clang, the saw blade was forcefully knocked away by the newcomer!
Dongfang Yuan was also shocked by this and took a step back.
He felt a pang of pain in his heart and almost fainted from anger.
Here we go again! When will you guys ever stop?!
These two, they always have to wait until this time to show up, right?
After standing still, he took a few breaths and looked up with bloodshot eyes.
He was met with a pair of clear, beautiful eyes and a face that Xie Yan had been impersonating until just moments before.
Dongfang Su was still wearing that nameless outfit and holding the ancestral knife of the Dongfang family.
Her face and clothes were stained with blood, and she was no longer the soft and docile woman the world had always seen. Her whole being exuded a murderous aura.
Even that face, which was often the object of people's lust and fantasies, now carried a chilling aura, making people afraid to look directly at it.
At this moment, she finally became herself again.