Chapter 60 Bloody Blade
After Kong Ji cleaned up the last loot, he began to hide in the dense forest of the mountain stream, watching the battle that was coming to an end.
Of course, he did not forget the mission of this trip.
From time to time, his eyes glanced at the villagers led by Makita gathered under the stream.
Although the villagers were panicked, they were well protected and there were no casualties because Kong Jiang warned him in time when he discovered the enemy attack.
Even so, his palm is still pressed on the silver bow, ready to deal with emergencies at any time.
After about a cup of tea, the two Blood Clothes Alliance disciples were finally dragged to death with the help of the cold air poured into their bodies by Kong Zhi's sneak attack.
One of them was chopped down by Jiang Bairen, and Xie Guangan also made up for it with a seal in time.
Both disciples died.
"Hahaha!" After successfully winning this victory, Jiang Bairen waved his sword and laughed in the sky. Covered in blood, he now looked like a god of war in the eyes of the surviving disciples.
Even Xie Guang'an cast a respectful look at him. Jiang Bairen seemed to enjoy this feeling and laughed even louder.
"I am Jiang Bairen! Those bastards from the Blood Clothes Alliance will be unlucky if they encounter me."
Although the disciples next to them were all dead, they still won the battle, and they all praised: " Senior Brother Jiang is mighty.”
“This Jiang Bairen’s strength is not bad, it is a bit stronger than the average Yang Lun Sixth Realm, but it is a bit worse than Zhu Dan, You Liufeng and others, it is considered to be at the upper level.” Kong Jiang, who yelled arrogantly in that scene, made this comment.
After glancing at the battlefield lightly, Kong Jiang quickly looked away.
As a member of the team responsible for security, Kong Chi’s mission has never been to go into battle to kill the enemy.
But be a qualified eyes and ears, always alert to the surrounding environment.
The more relaxed his teammates are, the more cautious he must be.
Looking at the surrounding valleys, Kong Zhan complained about Jiang Bairen’s behavior of yelling: “This Jiang Bairen is too bold. This is a battlefield. You can scream no matter where you are without fear of being caught. Hear it."
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed as he looked at Shanxia, and the tip of his nose twitched slightly, as if he smelled something.
Somewhat similar to the smell of blood that settles over time and becomes stinky and musty.
Although the taste is very light, it really has that taste.
Kong Ji was deeply impressed by this smell, because it was the unique smell of blood carried in the spiritual power of Blood Cloth Alliance disciples.
The spiritual power contained in this taste is far higher than the Sixth Level of Yanglun.
"No! There are still people in the dark." Kong Xian's heart suddenly lurched, and he was about to speak out to remind the people of the Cangwu Sect below.
It's just too late.
Kong Jin just opened his lips, but his voice had not yet sounded.
Boom!
A blood-red sword light has already bloomed from the top of the mountain stream.
The sword awn was at least ten feet long, and as soon as it appeared, it quickly filled the field of view in Kong Ji's eyes.
For a moment, blood overflowed, and the red color covered the canyons on both sides of the mountain stream, and also dyed the face of Kong Ji, who was hiding in the dark, red.
The sword light fell from the sky with terrifying murderous intent. Judging from the direction of its attack, it was the eight surviving disciples of the Cangwu Sect headed by Jiang Bairen below.
Having just finished killing the disciples of the Blood Clothes Alliance, now is the time when Jiang Bairen and the others are most relaxed.
Choosing this time to take action clearly meant that the person who made the move had carefully considered this move. This was also the full force strike of the ambusher.
"Sneak attack!" Jiang Bairen was completely unable to react in time. His face changed drastically, and he only had time to raise the sword above his head.
The other disciples were even more unbearable and did not even react.
The next moment.
The sword light flooded the area.
As Kong Zhi watched helplessly, the entire remaining disciples of the Cangwu Sect were overwhelmed by the bloody sword energy.
Boom! The earth shook for a moment.
The sound of the raging sword light was deafening.
Kong Ji, who was standing in the mountain wall on the left side of the mountain stream, hiding his figure, could feel the slight tremor of the hills under his feet.
This scene was also seen by the villagers of Makita who were watching the battle in the mountain stream.
Everyone showed expressions of extreme horror, and some even collapsed to the ground.
This kind of horrific scene is something they have never dreamed of.
"It's over! This sword is at least a full-strength blow from Yang Lun Seventh Realm. Jiang Bairen is dead." Kong Zhi looked at the raging center of the sword that could not be penetrated at all, and stared blankly. think.
The raging energy lasted for several breaths before dissipating.
Revealing the devastated land below.
A gully nearly twenty feet long was split open by this knife.
Jiang Bairen's figure stood in the center of the ravine, his eyes no longer sparkling.
He had performed most outstandingly in the battle just now and received special care from the ambushers.
This knife was almost aimed at him.
Other disciples were only affected by Chi Yu.
Dang! Accompanied by the sound of Jiang Bairen's sword breaking as he raised it above his head.
A trace of blood extended from Jiang Bairen's head to his crotch, and his entire body was split open.
The body that was divided into two parts slowly fell into the center of the ravine, lifeless.
The only survivors at the scene were Xie Guangan and two Cangwu disciples who were among the villagers and protected the villagers and were not affected by the sword light.
The main target of that knife was Jiang Bairen, and he only suffered the aftermath.
Xie Guangan used the seal to protect himself and saved his life by relying on the strength of Yang Lun Sixth Realm.
Even so, the aftermath of the overbearing sword light also destroyed Xie Guangan until he was covered in blood and half-kneeling on the ground, vomiting blood.
Under his horrified gaze.
Ta-ta-ta! A shadowy man dressed in blood walked out of the darkness of the mountain stream step by step.
A strong murderous aura filled the entire mountain stream.
"Yang Lun Seventh Realm!" When Xie Guang'an saw the man, Kong Zhi also fixed his gaze on the attacker who finally appeared.
As expected, he is a troublesome person in the seventh realm of Yang Lun.
“It’s not an ordinary Seventh Level of Yang Lun.” Kong Ji’s face was solemn. He sensed the aura of the essence of the human spirit that was very similar to Han Dong’s from the visitor.
Although the aura is far inferior to that of Han Dong, at least it is the existence of the Jingyu Wheel, using the essence of ordinary people's human souls, which is equal to the essence of human character and heaven and earth.
"I'm afraid this guy has been ambushing on one side for a long time, waiting for us to relax." Kong Zhi looked at Yang Lun Qijing who walked out slowly, his face was quite dignified and scared.
Under unprepared conditions, he was attacked with all his strength by Yang Lun Qi, who had been trained in the Jing Lun Seventh Realm. Kong Ji did not dare to say that he would survive.
It’s not that I couldn’t take the blow, but it was too hasty and I couldn’t react at all.
"It's a bit tricky." Thinking of this, Kong Zhi looked at the Blood Clothes Alliance disciples at Yang Lun Seventh Realm with a dull look on his face. His palm subconsciously pressed on the silver bow he had just collected.
Now he has two choices, either run or fight.
It is obviously impossible to run. Kong Ji glanced at Makita and her granddaughter Mu Xiaoye among the villagers deep in the mountain stream. They would definitely die if he ran away.
Leave aside this mission.
Makita has a history with himself, and he also played an indispensable role in his rise.
Even before, he patted his chest and promised to protect their safety, and Mu Xiaoye had brought him water and then left. The girl's kindness made Kong Jiang feel a little uneasy.
If Kong Ji uses the blessing of the Moon Wheel Seal to temporarily improve his cultivation, he will be able to fight.
But the opponent is also experienced. He dare not say that he can win steadily. The winning rate should be about 50%.
"He probably didn't notice me. He was showing me the secret and the situation was favorable to me."
While Kong Zhen was weighing these things, his eyes narrowed again when he looked at that figure.
This Blood Clothes Alliance disciple is indeed no ordinary person.
Kong Zhen saw above his head, in the clouds belonging to the latter's luck, white luck occupied a quarter of the gray.
In other words, this person has good luck, although not much, he does have it.
This kind of person cannot be said to be impossible to kill, it will definitely be difficult to kill.
And this is the first time Kong Zhen, other than Han Dong, has encountered an enemy with good luck.
Just when Kong Zhen's eyes just touched the luck on the top of the visitor's head, something unexpected happened again silently.
Above his head, the originally calm cloud of luck that occupied half of the white color suddenly began to surge, jumping up and down in the direction of the Blood Clothes Alliance disciple, like a tiger that had seen its prey. I can't wait to pounce on it and bite it.
The luck cloud above the head of the disciple of Yang Lun Seventh Realm Blood Clothes Sect was trembling, as if he had seen a natural enemy.
This detail made Kong Jiang narrow his eyes and fell into deep thought.
"I have never killed a lucky person. What will happen if I kill him?"
He suddenly had such an idea.
It is difficult to kill a lucky person, that is limited to ordinary circumstances, but if his opponent is a person with higher luck than him.
In terms of luck, there must be natural suppression.
Kong Ji's luck is more than twice as strong as that of the Blood Cloth Alliance disciple, which means that he may not be able to kill him.
"With this analysis, I feel that I have a great chance of winning."
Kong's mind flashed. After thinking so much, only a breath of time had passed.
The disciples of the Blood Clothes Alliance have already walked up to Xie Guangan.
Except for Xie Guangan, the other disciples had lost their breath, and their corpses lay scattered around, all dead.
Dou Xiao looked at the fat man who was so frightened that his face turned pale, with a hint of contempt in his eyes: "It seems that you disciples of the Cangwu Sect are not all hard-nosed."
As soon as he spoke, the sword in Dou Xiao's hand was raised high again and was about to fall towards Xie Guang'an.
However, this simple move shocked Dou Xiao's body, a trace of blood seeped out of the corner of his mouth, and his body trembled.
"Shui Zhusheng, you have hurt me so much. The knife just now caused the injury again. You must kill this person quickly, and then refine the blood food to heal the injury."
Panturing heavily, Dou Xiao fiercely wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.
At this time, Xie Guangan had already rolled and crawled back dozens of feet when Dou Xiao's injury broke out, and was ready to run away.
As for the tasks assigned by the sect, he no longer thinks it is important.
"He is injured, I should be able to run. It is better to be punished than to die." Xie Guangan thought in horror as the fat on his fat face trembled.
“Get away if you want!” Dou Xiao seemed to have figured out what Xie Guangan was thinking. He smiled disdainfully and did not pursue him. Instead, he picked up the spell in front of him and began to guide those on the ground. The blood essence on the corpse.
Threads of blood-colored mist were pulled out from the corpses of the dead disciples of the Blood Clothes Alliance and the Cangwu Sect, and condensed towards Dou Xiao's hands.
Finally turned into a blood bead the size of a fist.
The death of his Blood Clothes Alliance comrade seemed to have left him without any emotional fluctuations, instead he had a sneer on his lips.
His original plan was to kill several of his fellow disciples and suck their blood essence.
It's better now. The snipe and the clam are fighting, and the fisherman gets the benefit. They are all dead, so he doesn't have to do anything.
"Kill all these mortals later. Not only will the injuries be restored, but the cultivation level will also be improved."
The fist-sized blood essence was crystal clear, reflecting Dou Xiao That sinister face.
Just when he was about to refine it and use it to heal his wounds.
Phew! A crystal clear arrow shot through the sky with a shrieking sound.
The target is directly at the blood essence in his hand.
“Hmph!” How could Dou Xiao let someone get his wish so easily? With a flick of his long knife, he easily cut off the arrow.
Boohoo!
Three more arrows came.
"You are looking for death!" Dou Xiao finally became angry, the sword glow bloomed, and he swung the sword in the direction of the arrow.
Together with the three arrows, they were directly chopped into pieces by the sword light, and at the same time, they also slashed towards the location where the arrows struck.
Boom! Before the sword light arrived, the figure of the young man holding a long bow had jumped out of his hiding place.
During this process, three more arrows were shot at Dou Xiao.
Dou Xiao saw the young man's appearance clearly, and also sensed his strength. After realizing that he only had the fifth level of Yanglun, he became even more angry, and he cut three arrows with a knife.
“You don’t have to leave, just Yang Lun Wu Realm!”
During the conversation, Dou Xiao’s face suddenly stiffened, and he felt a coldness sweeping through his body.
It turned out that the ice crystal arrows that were chopped off one after another did not disappear immediately, but turned into bursts of white ice mist, silently clinging to his body, covering it with a layer of frost.
“Little trick!” Dou Xiao smiled scornfully, and the shock of spiritual power directly shook Hanshuang away.
Seeing this scene, Kong Zhi not only did not panic, but instead twitched the corners of his mouth and sneered: "Hey!"
The cold could not hurt him, but it could hurt the blood essence in his hand.
While Dou Xiao was shaking away the cold air attached to the surface of his body, the blood essence in his hand had already been swallowed up by the cold air.
Under Dou Xiao’s gaze with fire-breathing eyes, the mass of blood essence was condensed into an ice crystal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The activity in the blood and semen is completely lost.
Boom! The blood essence turned into an ice ball fell from Dou Xiao's hand and hit the ground.
Dou Xiao’s face is now as gloomy as water.
That was the blood essence he used to heal his wounds.
Looking at the young man who came out of the hiding place, Dou Xiao looked ferocious and said word by word: "I will cut you alive."
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