Chapter 252: Kill the evil and break the evil!
Chapter 252: Kill the evil and break the evil!
Liang Qu thrust the Fu Bo Spear back into the ground, picked up the bow that had fallen to the ground, and drew the bow again.
Bow drawn to the full moon.
The strings sounded.
The arrows distributed by He Bo in the quiver were quickly consumed, and among them, there were twelve black arrows which were rarely used.
Only when he encountered a few excellent opportunities to deal with the Wolf Smoke Martial Artist would he use the twelve good arrows left by Liu Jie to relieve the pressure on Xiang Fangsu and others in the front.
However, there are not only people good at archery in Hebo and the Demon Hunting Division, and arrows are often shot from the opposite side.
The golden eyes gave Liang Qu unparalleled night vision and insight, but they also made him a sitting duck in the dark.
The firelight flickered and the shadows were blurred. What better target could there be than Liang Qu with his shining golden eyes?
But facing the concentrated fire, Liang Qu remained unafraid.
Zhou You Liuxu allowed him to almost max out his dodge below Galloping Horse, and he could counterattack while walking.
An arrow with a rolling airflow passed by, blew up a tree as thick as a bowl, and disappeared without a trace.
Liang Qu drew his arrow with his backhand and shot it back in the direction from which the arrow came. Only a scream was heard in the darkness.
When the martial artists from Hebo rushed into the dense forest, they saw a dead man with his chest pierced from front to back. He was struggling to crawl away, and the mud under his body stretched for more than a hundred meters.
Under the cover of night, corpses were scattered all over the ground and burning flames illuminated half the sky.
The sound of metal clashing in the meat grinder, the sound of arrows breaking through the air, and the screams were swept up into the sky by the wind and brought to everyone's ears.
The corpses of the three parties, Hebo Police Station, Demon Hunting Bureau and Ghost Mother Cult, were all mixed together.
The strong smell of blood attracted several strange birds as big as calves to circle in the sky. Occasionally, they swooped down to snatch food from the mouths of tigers, grabbed a broken arm or leg, and flapped their wings to fly away.
The weaker seabirds tried to get a piece of the pie. They realized that a great opportunity was right in front of them. If they only ate a little, they would become as big as those strange birds as big as calves. They would no longer be afraid of wind and rain, but they were frightened by the momentum of the warriors and dared not go down.
Some brave ones tried to dive, but were minced into pieces by the knife light. Only a very few flapped their wings in panic and took out the precious meat.
Xiang Fangsu and Ran Zhongshi, along with several wolf smoke martial artists, were fighting in the front line, while the strongest group were still resisting stubbornly.
Most of the remaining Benma warriors either surrendered or were seriously injured and died, and lost most of their combat effectiveness.
It was as if the black curtain between heaven and earth was covered with blood and broken limbs, and it became thick and slippery, and even sound could not penetrate it. Everything was suddenly quiet.
Liang Qu swallowed the Qi-boosting pill between his teeth, took a deep breath, and reached out to touch the quiver again, but found nothing.
empty.
He was not injured and never stopped attacking. He shot more than a hundred arrows in total. He must have killed at least sixty or seventy people, right?
Galloping Horse Martial Artists are a little harder to kill. Those below the fourth level or even at the initial stage of Galloping Horse can basically be killed with one arrow.
The vibrations coming from the other end of the island chain are getting smaller and smaller, and the battle between Xu Yuelong and others should be coming to an end.
The night attack was just one of the many lineages of the Ghost Mother Cult. The Hebo Institute and the Demon Hunting Bureau joined forces to outnumber the enemy and made targeted arrangements against the two masters. The possibility of losing was extremely low, and the opponent had no chance of a comeback.
Won.
Liang Qu relaxed and sat down on the ground.
He did not witness the most brutal scene of the entire battle, but he still felt physically and mentally exhausted.
Everyone has only one life, and the fight that lasts less than three quarters of an hour is a huge test both mentally and physically.
If you let your guard down for a moment, you might lose your life.
He looked around. The whole island was scorching hot, and there was a burnt smell everywhere. The earth walls were cracked inch by inch.
"Cough cough."
Liang Qu couldn't help coughing. He hadn't paid attention to it during the fight, but now he realized that he had inhaled too much smoke. His entire throat felt like it was filled with a layer of carbon powder.
Large groups of ants emerged from the scorched ground and gradually formed a team and walked further out of the forest.
Occasionally, a few screams were heard from the woods, announcing the victory of the war.
Ran Zhongshi and Xiang Fangsu walked out of the woods one after another.
"Don't relax, it's not over yet." Xiang Fangsu came over with one arm drooping, blood dripping from his fingertips to the ground. He glanced up and down at Liang Qu, "Is there any water?"
Liang Qu shook his head.
It was a short landing battle, and no one would carry any supplies except pills.
There is drinkable water in the vortex, but it is difficult to take out. Xiang Fangsu shook his head and sighed: "Forget it if there is no water. Everyone, don't rush to rest. Look for any living brothers and take them out quickly."
When supplies were distributed on the ship, each martial artist was given a Buji Pill. To take at the critical moment, as long as no vital parts were injured, they would be able to survive.
Hearing Xiang Fangsu's order, several martial artists who were still able to move stood up from the ground and helped several seriously injured colleagues to walk towards the shore.
"You guys over there, can you move or not, pack up your things!"
"Finish the kill if you're not dead!"
Xiang Fangsu and Ran Zhongshi had issued orders, but their expressions did not relax, and Liang Qu realized that something was wrong.
"Is there anything else?"
Ran Zhongshi turned around and said, "Do you remember what I told you about the blood of the Ghost Mother Cult members reacting with mugwort?"
"remember."
"The higher the strength, the stronger the reaction. It is impossible for the Ghost Mother to have such a situation without any reason. This kind of evil spirit is the most difficult to deal with. Just in case, we will leave quickly after cleaning up the battlefield."
"what happens?"
Liang Qu felt that Xiang Fangsu seemed to know something.
"We can only say that it has happened before. Whether there is any truth or not, we will know when Brother Yue Long comes back. Anyway, don't take it lightly."
It sounds like it was prepared.
Liang Qu's brows relaxed slightly.
The entire island chain is very long, with dozens of ships besieging it, thousands of martial artists landing, and nearly a thousand soldiers assisting. Their side is only a corner of the battlefield, and they don't know what the situation is in other places, so they have to deal with it as soon as possible.
Liang Qu followed the others in carrying the wounded, and in the process dealt a fatal blow to those Ghost Mother Sect members who were seriously injured but not dead, cutting off their heads as part of the merit record, and then went to look for the twelve black arrows he had shot, as well as some trophies.
But before everyone had finished cleaning up the battlefield.
Liang Qu felt an inexplicable palpitation in his heart. He turned to look at the others and found that everyone had a serious expression.
Not only the people from the Hebo Police Station and the Demon Hunting Bureau were like this, but the captives from the Ghost Mother Sect also had drastic changes of expression and started screaming.
Xiang Fangsu yelled immediately.
"Hurry, hurry, get on board, get on board! Leave all the unpacked things behind, get on board!"
Life was at stake, so the martial artists who had picked up the spoils did not bother to clean them up and hurriedly fled to the shore.
Liang Qu only hurriedly retrieved nine black arrows. He didn't know where the rest had flown to. He didn't care about those special black arrows and returned to the boat with everyone else.
The porpoises in the water felt uneasy and abandoned the dead golden and silver dogfish, following closely to the sides of the boat.
Xiang Fangsu disliked the soldiers' slow movements, so he took a step forward and rowed the boat himself. Before they had rowed a hundred feet, a huge column of thick black smoke rose into the sky from the island.
The gas column was as black as ink, reaching straight to the sky. It was extremely conspicuous even in the night, giving people a strong feeling of palpitations, as if something ominous might happen as long as they were touched by it.
Not only on the island, the prisoners of war on the ship were screaming and wailing, with thick black smoke coming out of their mouths and noses. Almost at the same time as the black air was born, the faces of the Ghost Mother Sect prisoners became visibly haggard, as if all their energy had been drained away.
Everyone was shocked!
Seeing the black gas spreading like ink, Xiang Fangsu roared.
"Throw them down!"
"Throw them into the water!"
The sergeant stepped forward and grabbed the prisoner's collar. As soon as he started, he was shocked to find that his palms had also become wrinkled.
That dark energy is contagious!
Faced with such a horrifying scene, who would dare to reach out to grab them? A large space was left around the prisoners. Everyone was afraid of being contaminated by the black fog, so they fled in a hurry. Some even jumped into the water.
"Damn you coward!"
Xiang Fangsu was so angry that he cursed loudly. He untied the Ruyi belt from his waist, wrapped it around his hands and was about to grab it, but someone acted faster.
Liang Qu grabbed the collars of a dozen prisoners and threw them into the water one by one. His hands, which were stained with black mist, did not show any abnormality and were even surrounded by a faint golden color.
Xiang Fangsu faintly heard the roar of a tiger and a dragon, and he looked at Liang Qu in surprise.
"A way to ward off evil?"
(End of this chapter)