Chapter 117 Playing with fire will make the bed wet
"Give me a map and some elixirs, and I will rush to Changning as quickly as possible."
"I will do my best to bring them all out."
Han Momo nodded solemnly, saying that Yan Jiu and his group were trapped because they could rescue the disciples of Beidao Shrine.
Besides, Qin Changan is still inside and has not come out, so he must not be left inside.
"please!"
"I will urge the two families to organize effective forces to enter Changning territory to assist you as soon as possible."
Nangong Chenyi bowed deeply to him. Although he knew that Han Momo might care more about Qin Changan, no one could tell where Qin Changan would appear now.
If he hadn't heard the news, he would have rushed here directly.
After leaving the map and a large amount of elixirs, Nangong Chenyi left.
Two hours later, Han Momo also rose into the sky and shot towards the boundary of Changning. He was so fast that he left behind a trail of afterimages.
In Changning, there are hundreds of miles of red land and sparsely populated areas. Strange red trees can be seen everywhere, and strange red rocks are everywhere, with rugged and undulating shapes.
There are also countless cliffs, which look like a doomsday scene with few people inhabiting them.
However, under such a special environment, many weird heaven and earth spiritual treasures have been produced, such as blood lingzhi, blood bodhi, etc., which are all treasures that people are eager to seek.
On a cliff, two people wearing bamboo hats and black robes stood on the edge of the cliff, their eyes solemn, their breath fluctuating, looking coldly at the figures opposite.
"Miss Yan, there is no need to run away. There is no way behind you. If you follow us honestly, you will suffer less torture."
A scarred man stood at the front with a knife on his shoulder, looking at the two people opposite him with excitement. In his eyes, these two were no longer people, but two moving treasures.
The reward order issued by the Gate of Life and Death states that anyone who catches Yan Jiu and Tong Xiao will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold and two bottles of Heavenly Grade Yuanling Pill.
"I'll hold them back, and you go."
Tong Xiao covered his mouth and coughed lightly, his face looked pale, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
The people of the Life and Death Sect were too cunning, and they were unwilling to take action, so they began to mobilize the casual cultivators in Changning to take action.
The casual cultivators who are able to enter the realm of Changning are all desperadoes, and all of them are quite powerful.
Yan Jiu said nothing, holding the golden long bow in her hand. The clothes on her right arm were blown to pieces, and the dried blood dyed half of her arm red.
He fled all the way without daring to relax at all, and the spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted.
There was a hint of exhaustion and sadness in her eyes.
Along the way, people died one after another, and now only the two of them were left. If the members of the Nangong family had not risked their lives to save them, the two of them would have been caught by now.
"Let's go? Boy, do you think highly of yourself?"
Upon hearing Tong Xiao's words, a trace of ridicule flashed in the scarred man's eyes, as if he had heard some joke.
He's just a seriously injured kid at the fifth level of the Xiantian Realm, trying to escape from his own hands?
"Go on, catch them and claim the reward!"
Following the scarred man's order, the people behind him rushed out like hungry wolves, waving the steel knives in their hands to kill Tong Xiao and Yan Jiu.
Tong Xiao's eyes suddenly widened and bulged in an instant. He clenched the broad knife with both hands, and his whole body's spiritual energy was as violent as thunder.
He rushed into the local camp like a madman, the sword became faster and sharper, and the speed became faster and faster, leaving behind afterimages as he continued to swing.
"Get out of my way!"
Tong Xiao split the front-cut blade with one strike, swept his legs and struck horizontally. Power surged from his right leg, and he kicked a casual cultivator with a bang.
Wow!
The body of the casual cultivator bent incredibly, and then he spat out and flew backwards, drawing an arc and falling directly from the cliff.
The blade was sharp, Tong Xiao roared wildly, his long hair danced wildly, and he cut out a dense network of knives on the top of the cliff, resisting all the attacks of this group of casual cultivators by himself.
"A bunch of trash. You can't even beat a seriously injured trash. Do I want to raise a bunch of trash like you to look good?"
The scarred man's face darkened when he saw this scene, and the next moment, countless black magic flames rushed out of his body.
The flames were thick, exuding deadly heat like magma, crushing towards Tong Xiao like two huge pillars of fire.
But……
A golden arrow flashed past the cliff. The moment it collided with the pillar of fire, a terrifying energy wave erupted, sending everyone in the middle of the battlefield flying.
"You bitch, you are quite capable. You don't have any more options. Look at how I will deal with you!"
The flames dispersed, and the scarred man came out with a long knife. With a roar, the flames rolled in his chest, like a terrifying magma giant, raising his knife to kill.
Boom!
A terrifying flame storm erupted on the top of the cliff, the sky was agitated, and countless waves of fire undulated like a curtain, covering the world.
Countless casual cultivators looked up and looked at the cliff with surprised faces.
He was shocked inside and looked surprised.
The scarred man's body writhed, kept rising, and let out maniacal laughter. Black flames boiled crazily, and countless flaming spikes filled the sky, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.
The spikes made a piercing clang, and driven by the flames, they poured down like a torrential rain, and the number reached a terrifying number of more than five hundred.
Rapid shooting, roaring and shaking.
"Miss, be careful!"
Tong Xiao looked at the falling terrifying fire wave, and his liver and gallbladder were about to burst. He didn't have time to think too much, and rushed in front of Yan Jiu, squeezing the last spiritual power in his blood to resist the falling flame spikes.
Clang Clang Clang!
The broad sword kept hitting these flaming spikes, making a deafening collision sound. Green veins sprouted from his arms, cutting off countless flaming spikes.
But……
Boom!
The scarred man's eyes flashed with ferocity, and flames erupted all over his body, as if he were a terrifying flaming beast lying high in the sky, exuding terrifying pressure.
Countless flames exploded at this moment, condensing into ten huge fireballs, falling from the sky and hitting Tong Xiao.
ah!
Explosions like tidal waves of flames suddenly filled the top of the cliff, and the entire sky seemed to be dyed red. Tong Xiao screamed in agony, blood and flesh spattered, bones broke, and he fell from the air like a meteor and hit the cliff.
"Tong Xiao!"
Yan Jiu's eyes glared, and he waved his hand to recognize a white silk scarf. The scarf swelled up in the storm and instantly became tens of meters long, surrounding their bodies and wrapping the two of them in it.
"Magic weapon? I want to see how long you can hold on!"
The man with the scar fell to the ground with a bang, his face full of enthusiasm, and he crushed the ground. A terrifying wave of fire shot up from his body and wrapped the entire silk scarf.
Keep squeezing towards the middle.
The white silk scarf bloomed with pure white light and resisted the impact of the violent flames, but with every impact, the white light on the silk scarf would tremble.
If it dims at a speed visible to the naked eye, with this level of offensive, the fire wave will completely crush the silk scarf in a quarter of an hour at most.
In the space wrapped in a silk scarf, Yan Jiu supported Tong Xiao, who was seriously injured and vomiting blood, with desperate eyes.
"Miss... I was too weak and couldn't protect you..."
"Ahem..."
Tong Xiao looked at Yan Jiu with despair in his eyes, and felt a sense of sadness in his heart. If he was stronger, could he escape with the young lady?
If it was that guy, maybe he could take the lady out...
"It has nothing to do with you. I am the one who dragged you down. If you ignore me, you will be able to get out if you have a chance."
Yan Jiu shook his head. If she wanted to fully display her strength, she could only rely on bows and arrows, but now the spiritual power in her body was almost completely drained.
She has more than enough ambition but not enough energy.
For some reason, the figure of Qin Changan appeared in her mind at this time. If he was here, these guys wouldn't dare to be so arrogant, right?
Click, click, click...
The surrounding silk scarves have begun to show obvious cracks, and countless flames are squeezing into this space through these cracks.
With the squeezing of these flames, the collapse of the silk scarf is also accelerating.
Yan Jiu stood up with despair on his face, slowly opened the golden long bow in his hand, and looked at the blurry figure outside the silk scarf with cold eyes.
The last spiritual energy compressed in the blood of the body continued to gather on the arrow, and once again condensed a golden arrow.
But at this moment, she raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at the golden spiritual bow in her hand with some surprise, because she felt that the long bow in her hand was gradually becoming warmer.
Outside, the man with the scar looked excited, looking at the silk scarf below that was already full of cracks, with a hint of ferocity on his face.
A huge fireball slowly gathered behind him, and terrifying black magic flames poured out from his body.
Then he waved the fireball and slowly smashed it down. He was confident that this blow could smash the silk scarf magic weapon.
But……
boom!
A bloody arrow as thick as an arm shot out from behind them, quickly piercing the space and piercing the magic fire ball. The terrifying spiritual storm swallowed up the unprepared scarred man on the spot.
"Didn't your father tell you that playing with fire will make you wet the bed?"
Qin Changan stood on a huge rock, holding Langya Bow in his hand, looking at the group of people with a cold face.