Chapter 138 The most valuable
Qing Yi was lucky enough to only be struck by one hidden weapon in the back, but it still stung him. Fortunately, it wasn't a powerful crossbow bolt. Qing Feng's right arm was injured, making it difficult for him to wield a sword. While breaking through the formation, he was struck by three hidden weapons in the front and back. The wounds ached, and blood oozed continuously.
"master?"
"Xiaoye?"
Although Qingfeng and Qingyi were both hit by hidden weapons, they completely ignored their own injuries and rushed towards the blood-stained Ye Qingyu anxiously. The blood-stained appearance was too scary.
"I'm fine. I just hurt myself on purpose to attract those dead bodies and use my blood as bait." Seeing their worried faces, Ye Qingyu hurriedly explained.
"Master, why didn't you tell me earlier! Since blood is needed to attract them, my wound is just right, why should I let you..." Qingfeng blamed himself and was full of regret.
"Do you want to bleed more? You've already lost so much blood. How can your body bear it if you continue like this?" Ye Qingyu smiled and said that it was okay.
"Qingfeng can't do it, but I'm still here! Xiaoye, you make me feel bad!" Qingyi said with a frown.
"Okay, it's all over. Your blood gold is very valuable. Keep it for future use." Ye Qingyu comforted.
"The end? Is that too good to be true?" At this moment, a hoarse and old voice sounded like a ghost, echoing in the silent cave, making people shudder.
Then, with two "swishing" sounds, three figures appeared in front of them. Looking closely, they saw three old men with rather peculiar appearances: one with a flowing white beard, as white as snow; one with a flamboyant red beard, as dazzling as fire; and one with a messy black beard, as dark as ink.
"Who are you?" Qing Yi asked cautiously. It seemed the real culprit had finally appeared. However, all three of them were injured, and the situation was extremely unfavorable for them.
"What an ignorant little kid! He doesn't even know us, the Three Weirdos of Sui Han!" The old monster with a red beard was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, saying angrily.
"Well, take a closer look, you three do look quite strange!" Qing Yi continued, thinking to himself that he couldn't let his own people suffer any loss. "Hey, old man, we have no grudges in the past or the present, why are you stopping us for no reason?"
"Hahahaha!" The old monster with the black beard threw his head back and laughed. "Someone offered a huge price for your head. I knew it, no wonder it's so valuable. It turns out you really look like a human!"
"Hey, you look like a decent person? That's a very smart thing to say, old man! Tell me which rich girl admires me so much? How much silver did she give you? I might be so happy that I can give you double the price and let you go back and deal with her!" Qing Yi said deliberately with a smile on his lips.
"Hmph, only the best-looking ones are valuable." The old monster with black beard glanced at the three people opposite, and finally locked his eyes on Ye Qingyu.
"Hmph, he does have some vision, but is it really necessary for an old man like you to comment on it here?" Qing Yi sneered.
Qing Yi knew little about the people of the Central Plains, but Ye Qingyu and Qingfeng knew them well. The Three Winter Monsters were renowned swordsmen, skilled in swordsmanship and possessing peculiar ways. Who could possibly be so capable as to hire them to kill?
"It doesn't matter whether you need it or not. We just take your heads to get the silver. We don't care about anything else." The white-bearded old monster was quite confident, as if the three people in front of him were already in his pocket.
"Hey, old man, I see that you are honest people. You should always explain things clearly, right? Let us die with our eyes closed and tell us who wants our heads?" Qing Yi continued to coax him, wanting to know who the person behind the scenes was.
"A woman." The three Sui Han monsters said in unison, and before they finished speaking, they attacked them.
"How rude! They're already attacking before I've even finished talking!" Qing Yi couldn't help but grumble. Although both sides had the same number of people, three each, all three on his side were injured.
Qing Yi took on the attack from the black-bearded monster, and Ye Qingyu and the white-bearded monster fought together.
Qingfeng, on the other hand, was in a difficult situation. The wound on his right arm had burst open, staining his sleeves with blood. He could only use his left hand to wield the sword. Using a sword with his left hand was inherently awkward, and with several sharp arrows and hidden weapons still lodged in his body, every movement strained the wound, causing beads of sweat to form on his forehead from the excruciating pain. The red-bearded old monster seized the opportunity and launched an attack. Qingfeng could only grit his teeth and hold on, stumbling and retreating.
In the intervals between fighting with their opponents, Ye Qingyu and Qingyi had to keep an eye on Qingfeng's condition and distract themselves to fill in the gaps for him.
The two sides fought evenly. The Three Winter Monsters, always arrogant and defiant in their martial arts careers, had never taken these three young men seriously. But this encounter shocked them. Despite their youth, these three possessed remarkable skill, especially Ye Qingyu, dressed in white. In his hand, he wielded an ancient weapon—the Ice Black Iron Sword. The sword shone with a chilling, intimidating aura, and each swing carried a chilling murderous intent, instilling fear in the Three Winter Monsters.
Three hundred moves passed, and the two were still evenly matched. Qing Yi had already expended a great deal of his internal energy when he broke the Seven Star Formation's core, and had just experienced the depletion of the Corpse Formation. He was now feeling increasingly exhausted, and his moves gradually slowed down.
Qingfeng was at the end of his rope, relying solely on his faith to hold on. Only Ye Qingyu, with his superb swordsmanship, still had the upper hand, but he was constantly distracted by taking care of Qingyi and Qingfeng.
The battle was at a stalemate, and Qing Yi thought to himself: If this fight continues, the three of them will surely be in danger. Just then, Ye Qingyu stepped forward and blocked the attack from the Blackbeard monster. Qing Yi seized the opportunity and quickly pulled out a hidden weapon from his pocket. He took a deep breath, poured all his internal energy into his arms, and suddenly launched the hidden weapon.
The three Sui Han monsters were seasoned warriors with a history of arrogance and pride. Seeing Qing Yi and Qing Feng's increasingly disorganized moves, they concluded that they could defeat the three young men with just a hundred more moves.
Who would have thought that Qing Yi could actually launch hidden weapons? However, these hidden weapons were all extremely fine needles, and even if they pierced the body, it would only be like a mosquito bite, without any pain or itching.
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