Chapter 14: A Sword Draws Thunder
At this time, Mu Zhengqi still did not forget to show an upright and awe-inspiring gesture of justice.
The man half-kneeling on the ground retched, seeming to find him very disgusting.
He raised his head and glanced at Balian, and said, "Boy, I lured these wolves, tigers and leopards to you, so I owe you my life."
Bailian Frowning slightly: "My life is my own, I don't need anyone else to owe it to me."
The man laughed loudly and put the extraordinary sword in his hand on the ground.
He clenched the hilt of the sword with his palm, looking sideways at the five people behind him with a fierce look in his eyes. He said coldly: "People die for wealth and birds die for food. Today... you will do it for you." Pay the price for your greed!”
Mu Zhengqi was disdainful. He sneered, pointed the sword in his hand at him and said: "It's ridiculous! How can you kill me with just you?"
The sword in the man's hand slowly unsheathed, and a bright blade illuminated his dark eyes. In his eyes, the moment the long sword was unsheathed, there seemed to be a sharp cry of a kite, piercing people's eardrums.
The deer in Balian's arms was covered in snow-white fur, as if frightened by something extremely terrifying. The usually gentle deer was grinning now.
Boom!
Even though the cave was blocked by thick rocks, the sound of thunder exploding in the sky resounded clearly and thrillingly through the entire cave.
The sound of thunder was so close that it was like exploding above their heads.
The sword in the man's hand, which was kneeling on one knee, was already halfway out of its sheath. The awe-inspiring sword intent was not deliberately aimed in the direction of Bai Lian, but was directed towards the five people behind him.
Led by Mu Qizheng, the five of them felt that they were immersed in the cold cave for an instant. Their whole bodies were numb and the sword in their hands fell to the ground.
An emotion called fear arose in my heart uncontrollably.
"I have a sword..."
The bloody man's eyes were stern, and his sharp black eyebrows seemed to be dyed with a layer of vast sword intent, and the remaining half of the sword also followed. With his cold words, he slowly pulled out the sheath.
"It can draw thunder... and break mountains!"
The palm holding the sword seemed to have suffered some extremely terrible backlash. The fascia between the wrists was torn and bloody.
But he still insisted on drawing out his sword and turned his eyes in the direction of Bai Lian seriously.
His mouth was bleeding, and he said almost as if he was grinding his teeth: "Stand away."
Bailian did not hesitate at all, and quickly drew out his small sword and hugged the deer tightly.
Ignoring the heavy injuries in his body, he suddenly stepped on the ground with his soles, and his body shot out quickly, rushing towards the small silver tree.
He quickly opened the barrier with the sword in his hand, jumped into it, and watched quietly as the barrier closed quickly.
Balian heard the terrifying thunder that was getting closer and closer. The only exit here had been blocked by the five people. He had no choice but to hide in the barrier.
Since the magical treasure tree has existed for five hundred years, I think this barrier can compete with the thunder.
Boom!
One sword, triggering thunder!
Bailian raised his head and watched in shock as the silver-white thunderbolt, as thick as a dragon, crashed down like a pillar of heaven collapsing.
The silver-white leaves quickly withered and fell, turning into powder and scattering under the power of the thunder.
The whole tree was trembling wildly and swaying wildly.
Bailian's eyes were deeply moved as he watched the barrier spread rapidly, seemingly unbearable.
What is the origin of this man? His sword is so powerful.
Even a five-hundred-year-old barrier cannot withstand the power of the Thunder Sword?
The entire cave was replaced by extremely dazzling daylight, and the figures of the five people and the figures half kneeling on the ground holding swords were all swallowed up by the light.
The barrier was blasted away, the entire cave collapsed, and huge rocks rolled down.
Bailian hugged the frightened deer tightly and pressed it under him, blocking the falling boulder with his back. Severe pain and darkness eroded his consciousness.
The moment before he fell into coma, Balian was secretly wondering: Am I not already a dead person? But why do I still feel pain?
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The heavy rain that fell all night finally stopped, and Balian woke up with a burning pain.
As soon as he opened his eyes, the early sun rose slantingly in the sky, and the bright sunshine fell on his cheeks like the most blazing poison in the world, burning his body almost completely and causing pain in his heart.
My eyes were almost burned by that tiny ray of sunlight!
Not knowing where he got the strength, he struggled to push away the boulder pressing on him.
The bruised skin behind him felt hot and painful under the direct sunlight, as if someone had poured a basin of boiling oil on it.
He quickly took out the glass umbrella from the green jade, opened it eagerly and in one go, and finally blocked the vicious sunlight.
The pain stops.
But at this moment, half of Balian's handsome face has been burned, and one eye can't even see clearly, being burned by the sunlight.
The deer was always awake, but was unable to move due to being pressed down by Balian and boulders.
Seeing the horrific and bloody appearance of Balian, it not only did not escape fear.
On the contrary, he whimpered and cried with great worry, his big round eyes full of tears.
Bailian fell to the ground, holding an umbrella in one hand, panting continuously like fear.
After adjusting his breathing for a moment, he raised his hand with a bitter smile and touched half of his bloody cheek.
Although I can run and jump now, I feel alive again.
But now the sun was shining up, and the heart-wrenching pain clearly told him.
He is dead.
Today, he is a monster undead that does not exist in the world.
In the future, I can only live under the dark night.
"Forget it, everyone has their own way of living. Even if they die, they can still live towards death."
Bailian comforted himself and felt much better.
He turned over, looked at the rolling rocks, lowered his head and said to Xiaolu:
"Mu Zhengqi and others from the Holy Beast Palace wanted to kill me last night, even though they were that person It was brought here, but at the last moment he kindly reminded me Although it is unlikely that he will survive, it is not good to use rubble as a grave, don’t you think?”
The deer nodded gently and turned around very considerately. He used his hooves to dig through the gravel and search for the body for Balian.
Bailian also started to rummage, pushing away countless rubble and boulders.
He saw the bloody corpses of the five Holy Beast Palace disciples, glanced at them calmly, then looked away lightly, found the correct location and continued digging.
Finally, the dusty hand dug out an unsheathed sword, which was exactly the sword used by the man last night.
Bailian silently sheathed the sword, pushed away a big stone in front of him, and saw the man.
What is surprising is that this man's physical body is surprisingly powerful.
Under the protection of the barrier of the Treasureless Tree and crushed by the boulder, he was not as bloody as those five people.
Although he was seriously injured, the most serious injury in his body was the backlash from the sword he drew last night.
(End of this chapter)