Chapter 1339 Killing Game
Chu Hen, who was separated from Mo Qingli near Wuxiang Tianzhong, did not stop at all, and then went towards Wu Zong's team to gather.
After dragging on for so many days, I don't know if Wu Zong has arrived at the place where the inheritance relics are opened.
In addition, Long Xuanshuang and Ye Yao did not know that they did not return to the team.
Counting the time, Ye Yao should be on her way home.
Thinking of this, Chu Hen couldn't help speeding up his moving pace.
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"Whoosh!"
With a figure like lightning, Chu Hen flew across the sky like a flash of lightning in the lush jungle sky, drawing out bunches of sharp awns.
The speed of the ancient realm cannot be compared at all.
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After stepping into the Saint King Realm, Chu Hen's movement speed was more than ten times faster than before.
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And the perception of the six senses is far better than before, and all the wind and grass within a radius of hundreds of miles are under Chu Hen's perception.
The mountains and rivers in front of him are magnificent, the mountains are steep, and the long river basin of Yimapingchuan is like a giant dragon lying on the ground... Chu Hen's vision is broadened, and his heart is relaxed and happy.
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Suddenly, there was a slight abnormal sound from the depths of the quiet jungle below.
Scanning the past subconsciously, through the luxuriant branches, a few human corpses could be seen scattered in the forest from the gaps in the branches and leaves.
Chu Hen's eyes narrowed slightly. Although it was normal to see dead people during the Jihad recruitment, the vigilance in his heart still made him fly down and then jumped into the forest.
The moment it fell to the ground, the smell of blood wafting in the air made Chu Hen frown.
At a glance, corpses are scattered everywhere, at least twenty or thirty... The dried blood solidified on the ground and merged into dark red stripes.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Chu Hen's pupils faintly shrank, and his face quietly became a little dignified.
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Many of these people were actually wearing the special clothes of Wu Zongmen.
"Chu, Junior Brother Chu Hen..."
At this moment, an extremely weak voice entered Chu Hen's ears like a gnat.
Chu Hen looked sideways, and saw a blood-stained person on the edge of a swamp not far from the left, with almost no shoulders on the right, struggling to move his remnant body.
Chu Hen hurried over, leaning over to lift him up.
However, the other party's injuries were already fatal, and there was no hope of resuscitation.
"Chu, Junior Brother Chu Hen, you're finally here..." When the man saw Chu Hen, his eyes lit up with a faint light, "You, you're fine, it's really, really great... "
As the man spoke, he stretched out his single arm covered in blood and mud, and held Chu Hen's palm tremblingly.
"Let's go, Junior Brother Chu Hen, Wu Zong, Wu Zong is about to end, you hurry up, you, you are our hope, hurry up..."
Hearing the intermittent but urgent words of the other party, Chu Hen's eyes were full of coldness.
"Who is it?" Qi shouted coldly.
"Ling, Ling Yunzong..."
The voice stopped abruptly. The moment he finished speaking these three words, the man's head fell to the ground weakly, and his single hand was still firmly grasping Chu Hen's palm. His last advice exhausted his last words. a trace of strength.
Ling Yunzong!
The moment the three words fell into his ears, Chu Hen's pupils became as sharp as sharp knives.
Regarding these three words, although Chu Hen only heard Wang Li and the others mention them once, it was enough for him to completely remember this sect.
The Lingyun Sect is particularly powerful. For thousands of years, they have used brute force to forcibly subdue a large number of sect families in order to continuously expand their own power.
This almost "whale-swallowing" behavior made Lingyunzong's development very rapid for a time, and even approached giants like the "War God Palace".
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However, the grievances between Lingyunzong and Wuzong also originated from this.
Among the first-class forces in Lu, Wu Zong's background can be said to be the shortest, so he naturally became the target of Ling Yunzong's recruitment.
But Wu Zong's refusal also made Ling Yunzong hold a grudge.
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In a "jihad call", Wu Zong's team had a very gorgeous lineup.
There are more than a dozen top geniuses with the bloodline boundary of the holy body, and three evildoers with the bloodline boundary of the best holy body.
With such a lineup, the many first-class forces at the time were also particularly attractive.
However, such a potential team suffered an unprecedented blow in a jihad call.
Thousands of Wu Zong disciples suffered more than two-thirds of the casualties.
The most vicious thing is that, without exception, all the geniuses who possessed the boundaries of the bloodline of the holy body were abolished.
There is no doubt that this blow to Wu Zong is absolutely fatal.
For those disciples with unlimited potential who are struggling to pursue the path of martial arts, death is cruel.
However, the culprit who caused all this is none other than Ling Yunzong.
The targeted revenge almost destroyed Wu Zong. If it wasn't for the hard support of the Suzerain Dongfang Hengzhi and the creation of such fetishes as "Dream Returning to the Starland", Wu Zong might have ceased to exist long ago.
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It has been a hundred years since the first jihad call, and the grievances between Ling Yunzong and Wuzong have continued to this day.
Ling Yunzong must make history repeat itself.
Wu Zong was caught in the water and fire again.
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Suddenly, a bone-chilling frost appeared in Chu Hen's eyes.
He lowered his head and looked at the fellow brother in front of him who couldn't even pronounce the other's name, but wanted to leave quickly, his eyes could not help but feel a little cold.
Chu Hen gently lowered the opponent's arm, and the hostility in his heart gradually ignited like a lighted flame.
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At this time, along with the sharp shouts of killing and panicked angry roars, they faintly entered Chu Hen's ears from the depths of the jungle.
Chu Hen's eyes turned cold, and his deep pupils seemed to be flickering with purple awns.
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No far-off feud
Among the first-class forces in Lu, Wu Zong's background can be said to be the shortest, so he naturally became the target of Ling Yunzong's recruitment.
"Run, Wu Er Er, don't die before me!"
"What are you talking about? Ding Xiaoyun, the fortune teller said that I, Wu Mian, will live to be at least eight hundred years old."
"Really? Even if you can live to be 800 years old, then I can definitely live to 900 years old."
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A dozen or so hurried figures fled through the forest like a herd of beasts. They were in a state of embarrassment and were injured in many places. Their clothes were continuously soaked in blood, turning into streaks of blood.
"boom!"
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A stumbling and delicate figure slipped and fell to the ground weakly.
"Xiao Yan..." A panting and thin man hurried forward to help her.
"Wild monkey, I have no strength. Leave me alone, I can't walk anymore."
The weak woman had almost fallen into despair, her face was ashen, as if she didn't want to struggle anymore.
"We won't leave you behind, I'll carry you..." A mighty strong man said hastily.
"No, you are also injured, Tiemen, I will drag you down."
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"It's nonsense." Wu Mian and Ding Xiaoyun also hurriedly turned around, "We're here to help you."
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"Wow!"
Before he could take a breath, a gloomy air flow swept from behind like a torrent.
"Hey, I'm chasing you."
"Got to run faster, little mice."
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The strange laughter full of scorn was like a group of cats playing with mice. They were not in a hurry to kill their prey, but tortured them slowly, causing them to fall into endless despair in panic.
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"This group of bastards..." Wu Zong's eyes were all red with anger.
"Shhhhhh..."
Continuous streams of air whizzed forward, and figures exuding a cold aura flashed out of the forest.
They actually held chain-like weapons in their hands, and a curved blade was tied to the tip of the chain.
It seemed to them that these people in front of them were no different from the prey of the jungle.
"It seems that someone is scolding me, it seems that you can't let you die too easily... Hehe..."
One of them showed a cold sneer, and waved his hand at the same time, the iron chain in his hand flew out like a long dragon, "Hey..." The sharp weapon pierced the flesh and blood, and with the painful scream of a Wuzong disciple, the iron chain on the top The blade directly pierced deeply into the opponent's shoulder.
"what……"
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The Wu Zong disciple was forcibly dragged back like an animal waiting to be slaughtered, with bloodstains on the ground.
Hearing the screams of their companions behind them, the other people in front struggled inwardly, gnashing their teeth one by one, filled with hatred.
"Walk!"
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"Hey, I caught another one." The man smiled triumphantly.
"The rest is mine."
"Not always."
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The people behind them completely regarded this chase as a kind of 'slaughter game', all of them had devil-like smiles on their faces.
"You should choose a good place to reincarnate in your next life, don't foolishly enter Wuzong again, hehe."
The two figures stepped forward quickly, waving their chains and hooked them out.
The dangerous aura approached quickly, and Wu Zong and his party were shocked and angry, terrified.
"Shhhhh..."
At the moment when the iron chain was about to hook the target, two sharp and flowing arrows suddenly flew out from the nearby grass.
"Chi Chi..."
Bloody flowers fluttered, and streamer arrows pierced through the throats of the two pursuers.
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"what……"
Enmity with cold knots and ghosts with cold knots Ning Yu, Wu Mian, Ding Xiaoyun and others' pupils shrank again and again, and their hearts trembled again and again.
Short and rapid screams echoed, and the two fell to the ground in response, with fountain-like blood gushing out of their throats.
"Hey, there's still a dishonest mouse hiding..."
Looking at the companions who fell to the ground, the Ling Yunzong group behind them looked slightly cold.
The leader's eyes showed a gloomy and cold light, and then he raised his hand, and a powerful and domineering palm swept away.
"boom……"
The rocks exploded, the grass and trees filled up, together with a dozen big trees exploded, and a slender figure was thrown tens of meters away, and fell heavily to the ground, in a state of embarrassment.
"Hey, it's still a delicate female mouse..."
Everyone in Lingyun Sect laughed sinisterly.
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"It's Senior Sister Ning Yu."
"not good!"
The Wuzong disciples who ran ahead were very anxious.
Ning Yu.
The genius who ranked twelfth in Wu Zong's Tianwu list before, her assassination technique is top-notch, and the arrow she released is the "crystal arrow", which has extremely strong penetrating power.
However, Ning Yu at this moment has lost her 'top assassin' demeanor.
Seriously wounded, she looked like a wounded little wolf, her originally pretty and delicate face was covered with blood at this moment, and the delicate bow and crossbow she used also fell to the side.
Despite being in a desperate situation, Ning Yu's eyes did not show any fear.
The moment she rescued her companion, she had already made the worst plan.
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"Hey, it's the first time to kill such a delicate little woman, but I'm a little bit reluctant!"
The leader was not at all in a hurry to chase the other people who were fleeing ahead, but approached Ning Yu step by step.
Ning Yu clenched her red lips with her teeth, blood was faintly leaking from the corners of her mouth.
"Kill, kill, stop talking nonsense!"
"Hehe, you have come to send me to the door, will I kill you so easily?"
The other party's smile was chilling.
At the same time, Wu Mian, who was walking in the front, suddenly turned around frantically, and the true energy in his body burst out without reservation.
"Wu Mian..."
"I fought with them..." Wu Mian's eyes were bloodshot and he was furious. He shouted sharply, "I, Wu Mian, have been a waste since I was a child. I don't regret my death. Leave me alone."
"Wu Mian..."
"Go, don't let me die in vain."
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Wu Mian was furious like a mad wolf, powerful true energy shrouded him like a whirlwind, and he rushed straight at Ling Yunzong and his party.
Ding Xiaoyun, Ye Hou and other Wu Zong and his party's eyes were about to burst, and their eyes were about to shed blood and tears.
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"Hey, it's interesting. For your bravery, I'll give you a crushing blow..."
The leader looked at Wu Mian who was rushing like an ant, stretched out his palm, and a violent wave of "hum..." was piled up, and the torrent-like momentum instantly crushed the true energy outside Wu Mian.
Wu Mian's complexion changed drastically, and he fell into the shadow of death in an instant.
Then, a majestic big palm rushed down like a huge wave, and Wu Mian suddenly smelled the breath of death.
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"Wu Mian..."
Ding Xiaoyun and the others were extremely angry, and even Ning Yu couldn't help closing her eyes with a look of despair.
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At this moment, a sudden storm-like cyclone swept over.
"Bang!" A heavy explosion sounded in all directions, the earth burst open sharply, the rocks turned into powder, and the air waves blasted the sky.
The palm force that rushed towards Wu Mian shattered less than two meters away from the opponent.
What?
Everyone was shocked.
Without waiting for everyone to react, the next moment, there was another muffled sound of "Boom...", the leader of Ling Yunzong's party instantly exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and the whole person was directly blown to pieces, with limbs and torso scattered. Everywhere.
"Bang!"
There seems to be a thunderstorm rolling between the sky and the earth.
The pupils of Ning Yu, Wu Mian, Ding Xiaoyun and others shrank again and again, and their hearts trembled again and again.
The turbulent qi vortex enveloped Wu Mian, standing in front of Wu Mian was a stern figure like a cold spear, the icy breath spread, and the invisible oppression made people unable to move.
Wisps of purple light lines overflowed and wandered around his body, and the angular and handsome side profile showed the sharpness of a guillotine.
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"Chu, Chu Hen..."
Ning Yu's eyes tightened, and she couldn't help muttering.