Chapter 132 Escape
Chapter 132 Escape
At the gate of the East City Dusi Mansion.
The explosion occurred, but the old man surnamed Guo did not retreat a single step, always keeping the posture of drawing the bow and arrow. The gravel scraped across his cheek, leaving a bloody wound, but he seemed to have lost consciousness, his eyes fixed firmly on the front.
Suddenly, a figure rushed out from the dazzling firelight.
The old man surnamed Guo immediately released arrows. Three bloody wolf smoke arrows were shot out, and the sound was as powerful as the giant crossbow on the top of the city used to defend the city.
clang!
clang!
clang!
It was like the loud sound of bells ringing in an ancient temple deep in the mountains.
The flames were blown away by the strong wind brought by the arrow, but the blood arrow hit the jagged armor, causing a scar that was almost completely broken, but failed to penetrate completely.
"Cheated!"
This thought flashed through the mind of the old man surnamed Guo.
The enemy is capable of defending against his secret skills, at least once or twice. However, in order to deceive him and close the distance, the opponent would rather harden his heart and be hit by an arrow. In this way, the victory or defeat between the masters turns into a life-and-death duel. This is a guy who is as fierce as a wolf and a tiger, with a ferocity that is no different from a trapped beast.
A fleeting thought came to mind.
A straightforward stab without any fancy moves has arrived.
The tip of the spear was not very sharp, but the flashing dark red light was captivating. It contained terrifying power and the skill of alternating light and dark. A series of white gas masses exploded one after another, and its power was unquestionable.
boom!
The spear pierced through the head.
The old man surnamed Guo’s entire head exploded like fireworks.
Jiang He wiped off the blood and flesh on his face, covered it with a new face towel, and picked up the strong bow that was in good condition.
In the yard, dozens of embroidered-robed messengers appeared from every corner. Although these loyal warriors, who were usually kept at a high price, were afraid, no one of them retreated. They were all determined to buy time for their benefactor.
At the back door of the Dusi Mansion, General Chen ran as fast as he could without looking back. A crow in the shadows was staring at him leisurely.
Jiang He looked around and stood with his gun across his body.
"If you want to die, then go together."
The leading few middle-grade warriors looked at each other, their faces turned fierce, and they roared at the top of their lungs.
"kill!"
Dozens of people attacked together, various martial arts appeared, and true energy surged.
In Jiang He's hand, an unprecedented amount of dark red light poured into the spear, and the energy value dropped by two-fifths in an instant, and a series of crisp cracking sounds were heard in his body.
The meridians broke and collapsed like a bridge, but healed again as the advanced self-healing took effect. Only the excruciating pain of scraping bones and marrow remained. This was the price of overloading energy.
The assassins of Yanyu Tower can use their unique skills to temporarily withstand the damage caused by severe bursts.
Jiang He's martial arts did not have this characteristic, but he could rely on his abnormal recovery ability to absorb all the damage.
The spear was swung in a circle, sweeping across.
A dark red blood moon with a blank center rose.
This was a pure and violent energy bombardment, like a torrent that cut the surrounding enemies in half.
The screams were endless, and the attack containing three kinds of energy characteristics destroyed all kinds of martial arts and true essence.
The dark red full moon spread out, leaving a complete and continuous series of eye-catching scars on the walls around the yard, as well as broken arms and limbs all over the yard.
On Jiang He's neck, the little white snake opened its mouth and released a white mist containing poison. He took advantage of the situation and extended the eight limbs on its back, piercing his heart one by one and sucking the blood of the owner present.
"Boss, the man named Chen has run halfway across the street. There are more than one group of people on the road ready to step in and ease the situation." Wuhe reported.
"No hurry, wait until it gets more lively." Jiang He said. The crowd laughed loudly, looking like they were enjoying the fun. When the whole city was focused on General Chen, they accidentally discovered a huge scandal in the palace.
[Hint: Your blood poison has been upgraded]
[Tip: Common level extra damage is converted into rare level basic damage]
[Blood Punishment Progress Bar: 25%]
[Rare Blood Poison: Causes 25% additional poison damage]
Jiang He finally dealt with the heart blood of the strong old man. After the blood poison was promoted to a rare level, the difficulty of increasing it increased. Similar to the same external water flow injected, the growth rate for puddles and pools is completely different.
[Blood Execution Progress Bar: 25% → 30%]
……
On the moonlit streets.
General Chen ran desperately. His troops were at the Ink Great Wall. Now Uncle Guo and his personal guards were all useless. Only one person could save him.
Jiang He has already bitten the opponent's tail, and his speed is much faster than that of a mid-level warrior.
A trembling old dispatcher, leaning on a cane, suddenly appeared.
"My Lord... Young man, please don't make any more trouble tonight. No matter what happens, General Chen's crime does not deserve death."
"Ouch..."
Jiang He had no intention of respecting the elderly and loving the young. He kicked the guy who was taking advantage of his age to the ground and continued to chase the prey in front.
A small withered sword finger flew out and hit General Chen's calf, causing blood to flow out immediately. He gritted his teeth and stood up. He didn't want to die, as he still had grand ambitions to accomplish. King Anbei was already old, and Yizhou needed a new leader.
Strong self-encouragement allowed General Chen to barely maintain his speed.
"Master Ping Luan, now that things have come to this, what's the point of hiding it? General Chen's troops are on the front lines. If he dies, there will be a huge change. I don't ask you to turn the tide, but at least you should put the overall situation first. If you insist on killing him, you have to step over me first!"
A middle-aged man in brocade robes stood in front, his voice was sonorous and powerful. The thunder-like noises from the East City Military Mansion attracted the attention of many people. General Chen was born into a noble family and was the representative of the noble family in the Anbei Army. No matter what, he could not die easily.
Jiang He was too lazy to say more, and used his Ming Jin to slap the middle-aged man in brocade robe in the neck. General Chen broke the rules by launching the assassination, and now he was wearing a mask. As long as the mask did not fall off, he would be a young hero in the martial arts world, not the riot queller of Daming Prefecture.
After chasing all the way, the two sides came to the restaurant street near the night market, and more and more people were paying attention to this chase.
"What is he waiting for?"
Secretly, the leader of the Daming clan, Hong Zhou, was very interested, and several elders beside him were also concentrating.
"Get ready to take action."
In a restaurant, Elder Du Nan and Yin Shengzi stood side by side and cast their eyes at the same time.
"Grandma Jiu, go back and see if that woman is at home."
Inside a carriage, the princess's face changed slightly, and Grandma Jiudu also had a bad feeling.
On the crowded street, General Chen was hit by six or seven sword fingers and was covered in blood. Although his consciousness was blurred, he still gritted his teeth and insisted on coming here. His willpower was quite strong.
"Sister, save me!"
"I am your brother!"
"I was the one who rescued you from the den of thieves!"
Finally, General Chen fell to his knees on the ground. In front of him was Hongyi Lane. Compared with places like Yanzhilou that claimed to be elegant, most of the people here were so-called middle-aged women, and even the government offices were too lazy to pay attention to them.
After a while, a handsome middle-aged man walked out.
The owner of Yanyu Tower held a sword, his face ashen.
"Why don't you die on the road?"
(End of this chapter)