He was driven up by Jiang Bairen again and evacuated to a safe point.
They marched for another half a day until the afternoon. The villagers, exhausted both physically and mentally, had to stop at a mountain stream to replenish water due to lack of energy.
The mountain spring was sweet, and the villagers flocked to both sides of the stream and drank it in big gulps.
Kong Ju was standing a hundred feet away from the team in an area with a wide view, carefully paying attention to any movement around him.
The more slack the team becomes, the more he, as the eyes and ears of the entire team, cannot relax.
He stuck out his tongue and licked his slightly dry lips. Kong Ju heard the sound of flowing water coming from the mountain stream beside him, and his throat also felt a little dry.
But this time, he put the discomfort aside.
"Fortunately, it's not very far. We'll be there in another three or four days." Kong Ju glanced into the distance. He had been silently calculating the distance and there was some fatigue in his eyes.
He didn't dare to relax at all in the past two or three days.
His mind is in a state of high alert almost all day long, and the slightest disturbance can make his muscles tense.
In this state, the body becomes tired very easily.
He could obviously go seven or eight days without sleep, but now only two days had passed and his eyes already looked tired.
"Fortunately, I didn't meet many disciples of the Blood Robe League along the way. It seems that my luck is still useful." Kong Ju was secretly congratulating himself on his luck.
A petite figure with two ponytails, holding a water bottle in one hand, trotted all the way from the source of the mountain stream towards Kong Ju.
The road was bumpy and her steps were weak. Although she staggered, she did not fall.
When he reached Kong Ju, Mu Xiaoye handed him the kettle with a proud look on his face and said in a childlike voice, "Brother Kong, drink some water."
"Thank you. I'm a little thirsty." Kong Ju took the kettle with a smile and took a big gulp. The sweet spring water still flowed into his stomach.
The cool taste relieved the dryness in Kongju's throat.
Then Kong Ju handed the kettle to Mu Xiaoye, touched her head, and praised: "What a lovely little girl."
No wonder Makita loves her so much.
Mu Xiaoye enjoyed the touch of Kong Jue on his head, his eyes narrowed into slits with pleasure.
Suddenly, Mu Xiaoye felt Kong Ju's hand rubbing his head pause for a moment. He blinked in confusion and looked at Kong Ju's face.
The latter's smile froze for a moment, and his eyes just casually glanced at a mountain in front of him on the left, and then pretended to be indifferent and said softly: "Xiao Ye, take the kettle and give your grandfather some water."
"He has already drunk it." Mu Xiaoye explained.
"Then go get some more water, brother still needs to drink."
"Okay!" Mu Xiaoye responded crisply and left happily.
During the entire process of Mu Xiaoye's departure, Kong Ju's body remained tense. He watched Mu Xiaoye getting closer and closer to the team's protection center, and his peripheral vision was always paying attention to his previous position.
Almost after confirming that Maki Xiaoye had fully returned to the team.
Kong Ju pulled the bowstring and shot an arrow in the direction of the unusual movement. His body instantly shook on the spot and he dived into the dense forest beside him without looking back.
Almost at the moment he made a move.
whoosh!
Two sharp arrows also fell at the same time on the place where he had just stood.
The arrow was so powerful that it blasted a deep hole the size of two human heads into the ground at that location.
At the same time, Kong Ju's roar resounded throughout the mountains.
"Enemy attack!"
Jiang Bairen was drinking water when he heard Kong Ju's roar. He threw the kettle on the ground, drew his sword, and solemnly ordered the team loudly, "Be on guard!"
The disciples of Cangwu Sect had been on high alert. Upon hearing the order, they took out their magic weapons and stood in front of the villagers.
There was naturally a commotion among the villagers. In the crowd, Mu Tian hugged Mu Xiaoye who had just run back from the front. His old face looked ahead with a solemn expression, and he held a roulette magic weapon tightly in his hand.
That was the low-grade magic weapon that Kong Ju found on the corpse of the Blood Robe Alliance. It had both offensive and defensive capabilities. Although there was nothing outstanding about either the attack or the defense, it was better than having nothing in hand.
Whoosh, whoosh! Five red-robed figures jumped out from the darkness almost at the same time as the Cangwu sect disciples made their move.
They were extremely fast, and the first two who rushed to the front of the team, a man and a woman, had reached the sixth level of Yanglun realm cultivation.
Jiang Bairen immediately started cursing upon seeing this: "Two people at the Sixth Level of Yanglun Realm! How the hell are there so many people from the Blood Robe Alliance in this place?"
"We are many in number, don't be afraid. You, stay and protect the villagers, and we will take over the rest."
Even though he cursed, he did not dare to be negligent. With a serious expression, he held up a big knife and commanded the disciples of Cangwu Sect. Together with Xie Guangan, another fat man in the sixth level of Yanglun, they went to meet the invading enemy.
Just took two steps!
Swish, swish, swish! Dense arrows poured down from the valley above.
Jiang Bairen and Xie Guangan were very powerful and the arrows were blocked by them.
Among the remaining disciples, two were accidentally hit by arrows.
One of them was injured in the shoulder, and his entire arm was blown apart by the force of the arrow, with blood and flesh all over the broken part.
The other person was not so lucky. He was pierced directly through the chest and abdomen, leaving a bloody hole, and fell to the ground face down.
"There is another archer at the sixth level of Yanglun!" Judging the strength of the person in the dark based on the force of the arrow, Jiang Bairen's face suddenly turned gloomy.
Three people are in the sixth realm of Yanglun. No wonder these Blood Robe Alliance dare to rush over.
In this way, their numerical advantage is useless, as the suppression power of the archers in the dark is definitely beyond that of the general Yanglun Six Realm.
Just when he was anxious.
Swish, swish, swish! Several crystal clear arrows shot out from the other side of the forest, swept across the space on both sides of the mountain stream, and broke through the air to kill the area where the Blood Robe Alliance's Yanglun Sixth Realm archer was hiding in the dark.
"Junior Brother Kong!" Jiang Bairen was instantly overjoyed and almost forgot that he also had a powerful archer on his side.
Jiang Bairen didn't know whether he succeeded or not.
Regardless of whether he succeeded or not, the enemy archer would not attack them anymore and would definitely set his sights on killing Kong Ju.
He immediately shouted towards the place where Kong Ju was hiding: "Junior brother Kong, hold him back. When Xie Guangan and I kill the one in front, we will come to support you."
Kong Ju, who was hiding in the forest, clearly heard Jiang Bairen's voice in his ear, but did not respond. He just lay quietly on the cold soil in his hiding place with his body lowered.
With the help of the special spiritual power, his body temperature is now as cold as ice water.
Blood and breathing were almost stagnant, blending perfectly with the surrounding environment.
He left the position where he had just shot the arrow, so the archer on the opposite side would never be able to detect him.
After doing this, Kong Ju's sharp eyes quickly scanned the opposite valley, trying to find the presence of the enemy.
He could feel that the arrows he had just shot had missed their target, and before the attack landed in that area, the man had already left the spot.
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"Very alert, an experienced hunter." Kong Ju gave a good evaluation of this opponent.
Even though his opponent was one realm higher than him, at the sixth realm of Yanglun, he did not panic at all, instead, his eyes flashed with joy.
"The power of this arrow must have been created by someone who has practiced the art of archery. Kill him and use the art of archery to study it."
For Kong Ju, who has practiced the Guanghan Taiyin Sutra and refined the essence of frost and snow, it is not difficult for him to kill an ordinary Yanglun Sixth Realm cultivator.
In addition, Kong Ju did not sense any traces of devouring human spirit from the arrows shot by this person, like Han Dong did.
In other words, this person is just an ordinary person in the sixth level of Yanglun Realm.
Kong Ji is even more confident.
"Well, then I'll play with him." With this thought in mind, Kong Ju took the initiative to release his breath, and his position was exposed as his spiritual power surged.
The man was fooled.
whoosh!
Under Kong Qi's gaze, two sharp arrows attacked instantly.
Kong Ju, who was well prepared, misstepped and left the spot ahead of time.
As he ran, he also drew his longbow to its full extent, and the icy arrows shot out towards the direction where the arrow came from.
Before the arrow arrived, the man also jumped up from his invisible position and revealed his figure.
He had taken off his red clothes and was holding a silver longbow with an arrow on the bowstring. His cold eyes were aimed at Kong Ju again.
"Hey!" Kong Ju laughed coldly, not willing to be outdone, and the ice arrow flew out of his hand again.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~ Dense arrows flew back and forth in the mountain stream.
The arrows shot by the Blood Robe League disciples are blessed with archery skills, and each arrow has the power to tear through metal and stone.
Relying on the pure spiritual power gained from refining the essence of frost and snow, Kong Ju refused to lose the upper hand, and each of his arrows carried a murderous chill.
The two of them moved back and forth, drawing the bow, shooting arrows, and leaving, all in one go. If anyone was a beat slower, there was a chance of being hit.
The level of danger is even higher than that of the teams fighting below.
Explosions sounded from where the arrows landed.
Jiang Bairen and Xie Guangan, who were fighting fiercely below, were shocked when they heard this.
The instructions given by Jiang Bairen were clearly to delay the opponent, because he didn't think Kong Ju was a match for the Yanglun Sixth Realm archer.
Who would have thought that the two sides would be able to fight back and forth.
"No wonder Shangguan Yuzhou is willing to work with him. This guy is really useful at critical moments."
Jiang Bairen thought so, unaware that he had only glimpsed the tip of the iceberg of Kong Ju's strength.
"Didn't they say that this team only has two people at the sixth level of Yanglun?" The Blood Robe Alliance was very anxious.
One of the men with a mustache who was in the sixth level of Yanglun Realm roared angrily at a companion.
Their advantage is that they have one more sixth-level master than the Cangwu sect.
In terms of overall quantity, they are not at an advantage.
I also hope that my archers can perform miraculously.
In this way, the key point to break the deadlock was held up by Kong Ju, and they had a very difficult time fighting.
The eight or nine disciples of the Cangwu sect rushed forward and besieged them. Even the disciple whose arm was shot off joined in with a fierce look on his face.
"They indeed only have two people at the sixth realm. The one carrying a bow and arrow is only at the fifth realm. Let's hold on a little longer. Senior Brother Ying will definitely take him down." The Blood Robe League disciple who was roared at had to explain timidly.
"Since it has come to this, let's fight to the death." The Blood Robe Alliance seemed to have some kind of tacit understanding.
Led by two Yanglun Sixth Realm disciples, blood-colored mists erupted one after another.
The blood and energy of the five people condensed together to form a huge fog that covered the mountain stream.
When the blood mist filled the air, a foul odor filled the air.
The smell was so strong that the villagers hundreds of feet away bent over and vomited.
After a short rest, a blood-red giant tiger over ten meters long condensed from blood and energy.
"Roar!" A tiger roared in the forest. The blood tiger suddenly appeared, and its roar brought up a circle of wind and waves.
This forced Jiang Bairen's group to retreat temporarily.
(End of this chapter)