Chapter 30: Fighting against Sanquan
The Zangxian Town once had tens of thousands of residents and thousands of houses, making it a large town. However, due to its proximity to the Death Mist, it was often harassed by strange creatures, and gradually became a deserted village with no one living there.
Most of the houses are dilapidated, with broken doors and missing tiles, and the earthen walls collapse with a simple push.
Only when it is time to fish out coffins, the Jiuli tribes will repair dozens of houses at the entrance of the town for the purpose of replenishment and rest.
But they dared not set foot in the town.
Probably because I had heard a rumor that this was a cursed town. The residents of the town did not move away, but all turned into ghosts, and would emerge every full moon night.
…
It was noon and the sun was scorching.
Li Ling, the guide of the Dark Lamp, Li Songlin, the leader of the Cang Li tribe, and Cang Li, the grandson of the clan leader, led the coffin-carrying team up the slope of the Shalongkou road, and went to the Zangxian Town several miles away.
Cangli was about eighteen or nineteen years old, handsome and vigorous. He was riding a strange beast called Zouwu, which looked like a giant tiger, holding a silver spear a meter long, and gazing at the quiet and peaceful Zangxian Town in the distance.
"Why is it so quiet? Where are our people? Fourth Uncle, something is not right." He was perceptive and noticed something was wrong.
Li Songlin stood on the back of the green ox and raised his hand to signal everyone to stop.
After discussing for a while.
Cangli rode on the Zouwu strange beast and rushed out like an arrow, heading for the Zangxian Town to investigate.
…
"Too damn alert! It's all your fault. Why did you kill them all? Why didn't you leave a few behind to serve as an example?"
Shi Jiuzhai put on a Buddha head mask and scolded the three disciples behind him. Then, he shouted "Do it" like thunder. He was one step ahead and leaped out of Zangxian Town like a cannonball to meet Cangli who was riding a beast.
The next moment, the sound of killing in the Burial Immortal Town shook the sky.
All the soldiers of the Wolf King Army, wearing monk robes and holding various weapons, rushed out from the street corners and alleys. Many experts opened up the springs of mana, rushed into the coffin-carrying team at a very fast speed, and immediately wielded their swords to kill everyone in the crowd.
A distinguished guest wearing a Buddha head mask stood gracefully on top of the archway at the entrance of the town, playing a two-foot-long bone flute.
The sound of the flute is mournful, like resentment, like longing, like crying and like complaining.
With the help of magic power, the sound waves spread over a radius of dozens of miles.
Among the mountains, there were dense and unpleasant cries like those of night owls, and two or three meter long man-eating bats flew out of the forest.
They are completely black and hairless, with ferocious humanoid heads.
The wings are broad and the claws are as sharp as knives.
There was a bloody battle going on over there, and Li Weiyi and Gao Huan took the opportunity to rush out of Zangxian Town and escape among the reeds on the beach of Suihe River.
They should have returned to the Blood Sea and the bronze ship, but that direction was the battlefield of both sides, so they could only wait until they finished the killing before turning back.
"I will never pick up clothes to wear randomly again. I almost got myself killed." Gao Huan said with lingering fear.
Speaking of clothes, the two were about to take off their monk's robes.
Suddenly, I heard a loud sound of horse hooves behind me, which startled countless water birds and made them fly to the other side of the Sui River.
A voice shouted from far behind: "Stop them, don't let them escape and call for help."
Li Weiyi looked back in a hurry.
He saw two deformed monsters nearly three meters tall, wearing brown monk robes, chasing five Cangli tribe members riding strong horses. They were only a few dozen feet away from him and Gao Huan, and they would be there in a blink of an eye.
Obviously, he treated them as his own people.
Li Weiyi hated the cruelty of the Earth Wolf King Army, but he never thought of getting involved in the slaughter. Because he had no strength to get involved. For someone like Shi Jiuzhai, he didn't even need to raise his hand to kill him.
Reason told him not to care about anything.
The best thing to do is to escape with Gao Huan as quickly as possible.
Zhao Zhizhuo and other five people from the Cangli tribe, each riding a strong horse, saw the two figures in monk's robes in front of them. Their hearts sank to the bottom of the valley and their eyes were filled with despair.
It was the leader who was wounded in the fight that opened a gap for them to go to the nearest Beast Li tribe for help. They were carrying the lives of 5,000 Cang Li people.
Unexpectedly, the two figures in monk robes in front stopped, looked at them, and then ran away at an even faster speed.
The fire of hope instantly rekindled in Zhao Zhizhuo's eyes.
“Swish!”
There was a sound of breaking wind behind me.
Arrows flew and one of the five people from the Cangli tribe was shot dead.
It was the deformed monster with monkey arms. He was running very fast, holding a two-hundred-pound spine bow, with arrows nearly two meters long. He shot three people one by one.
Another deformed monster, shaped like a chopstick.
His legs were more than twice as long as his upper body, covered with dense hair, and his feet were hooves. He ran faster than the healthy horse under Zhao Zhizhuo, which had drunk the blood of the Zouwu monster.
After catching up with the fourth Cangli member, he jumped onto his strong horse, bit his neck and sucked his blood madly, laughing strangely.
In an instant, of the five breakouts, only Zhao Zhizhuo was still alive.
The long-legged deformed man threw the Cangli tribe member with blood all over his neck away, and then chased after Zhao Zhizhuo. He stared at Li Weiyi and Gao Huan who were farther away, and shouted coldly with murderous look on his face: "How dare you escape in the middle of a battle? You are so brave. Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, we will definitely catch you and make you wish you were dead but not alive."
Li Weiyi, who originally didn't want to get involved in the massacre, felt like the last straw when he heard these words, which tipped the balance in his heart. The thoughts lingering in his mind overwhelmed his reason.
…
Zhao Zhizhuo opened two springs. He was quite powerful, but he was old.
He held a long knife in his hand and fought with the long-legged deformed monster that was chasing him for dozens of moves, but he gradually fell into a disadvantage.
"puff!"
An iron arrow nearly two meters long flew over like a spear.
Zhao Zhizhuo listened to the sound and determined the position, avoiding the vital points, but was still shot in the shoulder and fell off the back of his strong horse.
Finished!
All five thousand members of the Cangli tribe will die here.
Zhao Zhizhuo's shoulder, which was hit by the iron arrow, was bleeding profusely, his bones were damaged, his arm could no longer be lifted, and half of his body was numb with pain. However, he still stood up with difficulty, ready to make a final desperate struggle.
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"You can't escape, right? Haha!"
The long-legged deformed monster is also a martial artist who has opened two springs, but with the blessing of deformation, his combat power is much better than Zhao Zhizhuo.
His nearly two-meter-long right leg swept through the air, causing the air to vibrate and the surrounding grass and trees to sway. This kick would break even a tree as thick as a bowl, not to mention a person.
“Wow!”
Li Weiyi jumped out from behind Zhao Zhizhuo like a shadow.
The Yellow Dragon Sword left a trail of yellow light.
With a puff.
A half-meter-long broken leg flew out in a flash of blood.
Before the long-legged deformed man could scream, Li Weiyi leaped up, kneed him in the chest, and slapped him on the head. Instantly, the man bled from all his orifices and died in the muddy puddle.
Zhao Zhizhuo couldn't believe it. He thought that God had doomed the Cangli people, but he never expected that the enemies would actually have an internal conflict.
"Go get some help quickly. I'll stop that guy."
Li Weiyi stared at the deformed weirdo with a bow chasing him from a distance and urged him.
Zhao Zhizhuo realized that this was not an internal conflict among the enemies. Rather, the young man in front of him was risking his life to save him and at the same time wanted to save the 5,000 members of the Cangli tribe.
Why?
"That kind of ape-like deformed human is the magician who opened the Three Springs. Little brother, you must be careful!"
Zhao Zhizhuo knew the priorities, so he gave this instruction and supported his seriously injured body to climb onto the horse. But just as he got on, he was pounced down by Li Weiyi.
“Swish!”
An iron arrow whizzed past the horse's back and almost pierced it.
The ape-like monster put an arrow on the bowstring, bent his body and moved forward quickly.
He was tall and strong, with long, muscular arms, like a humanoid giant ape, and his eyes were fixed on the dense reeds where the two men fell.
Getting closer.
A sharp sound of breaking wind was heard.
A piece of metal flew out from the reeds.
“Swish!”
The ape-like deformed human shot an arrow towards the area where the metal piece flew out, while dodging flexibly to the right.
While the ape-like man had no time to bend his bow and draw his arrow again, Li Weiyi rushed out of the reeds, performed the Yellow Dragon Ascending to Heaven, took five steps in the air, and swooped down at him.
"You traitor, you're looking for death!"
The ape-like monster's huge hand, like a palm-leaf fan, slapped over.
Li Weiyi formed a palm seal and mobilized the hot and cold air in his body to flow into the silver silk gloves. The silver light on his palms increased greatly, as if it turned into a three-foot square seal, and he fought him head-on.
Before the fight, Li Weiyi was prepared to be injured.
After all, the other party was a Sanquan martial arts cultivator, whose realm was higher than his. Moreover, his body was huge like a demon, so his physical strength was naturally not comparable to his.
“Bang!”
The ape-like deformed human retreated six or seven steps, and his palms felt as if they were about to break.
Li Weiyi was surprised and felt that the old man from the Cangli tribe had made a wrong judgment. It was impossible for the ape monster before him to have opened three springs. Most likely, it had only opened one spring.
So weak, what are you afraid of? Kill!
(End of this chapter)