Chapter 25

墨書 Inktalez

The Black Shadow and Chen Fan stood in the center of the battlefield, their figures appearing particularly majestic in the sunlight. The Black Shadow gripped a massive axe, his muscles tense and exuding a powerful aura that seemed capable of tearing everything apart. Chen Fan stood with a sword in hand, his posture upright, the tip of his sword trembling slightly, his eyes revealing a cold and indifferent killing intent. 0

"Let's see the true abilities of the Eagle Soaring Gate!" the Black Shadow roared, lifting the giant axe and fiercely striking forward, a stunning axe glow flashing like lightning, crashing towards the members of the Eagle Soaring Gate. Chen Fan, equally unyielding, swiftly moved, his sword gleaming like lightning as sword qi shot out from the tip of his sword, targeting the members of the Eagle Soaring Gate. 0

The members of the Eagle Soaring Gate were frightened by the attacks of the dark shadow and Chen Fan, and they all began to defend themselves. He Cangyu wielded his sword, and the gathered sword energy formed into a wind blade that flew forward, attempting to block the dark shadow's axe edge. 0

At the same time, the middle-aged disciple of the Eagle Soaring Gate, holding a long sword, swiftly arrived, and the sword light radiated in all directions, like a nimble dragon, attempting to break through Chen Fan's defense. 0

However, Zhang Tianfeng was already prepared, and the long-accumulated wind power in his hands whistled out, quickly blowing a gap in the formation of the Eagle Soaring Gate. Zi Yan and Di Fei took the opportunity to rush out and quickly escape. 0

On the other side of the battlefield, members of Black Wind Fort also began to take action. They carried their injured companions, threw a few smoke bombs, and after the smoke dispersed, a sense of confusion enveloped the members of the Eagle Soaring Gate, blocking their vision and progress. 0

The shadow and Chen Fan gradually gained the upper hand, their attacks fierce and relentless like a storm. The shadow swung his axe, sword energy flying, while Chen Fan's swordsmanship was exquisite, his sword intent weaving in all directions. Their attacks seamlessly coordinated, making it difficult for the members of the Eagle Soaring Gate to maintain a stable formation. 0

Seeing this, a male disciple of the Eagle Soaring Gate roared in anger, his twin blades intersecting and cleaving, forming a storm of sword blades in an attempt to break the onslaught of the shadow and Chen Fan. However, Chen Fan's swordsmanship became even more agile, his sword energy swiftly evading like ripples on water, and within the storm of sword blades, he found an opening and thrust his sword towards the male disciple's chest. 0

The shadow refused to back down, his axe resounding with a deafening roar as it cleaved towards the middle-aged disciple of the Eagle Soaring Sect. The disciple's expression changed, hastily raising his sword to block. In the instant of clash between sword and axe, sparks flew, the collision of sword energy and axe radiance creating a deafening sound that reverberated throughout the entire battlefield. 0

In this intense battle, the combat skills of the shadow and Chen Fan were fully displayed. They seemed to become a storm on the battlefield, continuously striking the members of the Eagle Soaring Sect. Amidst the chaos of flashing blades, the members of the Eagle Soaring Sect were being pushed back, the situation turning dire. The air was filled with the mixed scent of blood, sweat, and earth, and everyone's breathing became heavy, their faces showing signs of fatigue and pressure from the battle. 0

Facing the increasingly declining situation on the battlefield, He Cangyu's expression gradually lost its previous calmness, replaced by a hint of ferocious fanaticism. His eyes turned bloodshot, revealing a sense of madness deep within. He suddenly roared, a sound like the roar of a wild beast echoing on the battlefield, causing people to tremble in fear. 0

The other members of the Eagle Soaring Gate also felt He Cangyu's change, each of them intimidated by his violent aura, involuntarily taking a step back. 0

Hao Cangyu's figure was suddenly enveloped by a powerful energy flow, and his body began to undergo changes. His speed, strength, and perception abilities all rapidly increased, as if he had transformed into an eagle, soaring over the battlefield with sharp eyes scanning everything. 0

"Art of Wind Soar!" Hao Cangyu's voice carried on the wind as his body spun rapidly, gathering the air into a storm swirling around him, forming a vortex. This storm's power allowed his speed to reach astonishing levels, instantly catching up to the escaping members of Di Fei, Zi Yan, and Black Wind Fort. 0

Hè Cāngyǔ gave the order, and the other members of the Eagle Soaring Gate quickly surrounded the shadow and Chen Fan, forming a solid line of defense in an attempt to trap these two fierce opponents firmly. At the same time, Hè Cāngyǔ left the blockade at an astonishing speed, heading directly towards the position of the others. 0

Zhang Tianfeng tried to block Hè Cāngyǔ, but his spear attack swung empty. Although he didn't say anything, the slight trembling of Zhang Tianfeng's body couldn't hide his shock. He only felt a violent gust of wind passing by, and Hè Cāngyǔ had disappeared without a trace. 0

He Qingyu's gaze locked onto Zi Yan, and he launched his attack without hesitation. The sword in his hand drew a lightning-like arc in the air, shining brightly and moving at astonishing speed. The blade made a piercing sound as it flew straight towards Zi Yan's chest. 0

At this moment, she was startled and immediately wielded her crescent moon dagger. A silver light flashed as the sword and dagger clashed, producing a sharp metallic collision. He Qingyu's swordsmanship was extremely fierce, exuding unparalleled pressure, but Zi Yan did not show any weakness. Her delicate swordsmanship and agile figure allowed her to barely withstand the blow. 0

"Zi Yan, be careful!" Di Fei shouted, witnessing Zi Yan being oppressed by He Cangyu's attack, feeling extremely anxious. 0

He Cangyu's sword moves were like a violent storm, each move's name flying out with his sword, making every move dazzling and forcing people to marvel at his high-level swordsmanship. 0

"Wind God's Split!" Hao Cangyu shouted, a blue light shooting out from the tip of his sword, the sword energy fierce as it aimed directly at Zi Yan's vital point. 0

Zi Yan turned to evade, a gentle breeze moving her long hair, a hint of weariness showing in her calm eyes. 0