Blood moon!
A startling blood moon appeared in Su Ming's eyes. The moon exuded an enchanting aura, causing all those who saw it to be shocked. At that moment, Bi Tu, who was fighting against the elder in the red mist in the sky, suddenly felt an indescribable irritation in his heart. That irritation appeared out of nowhere, but it was not the first time it appeared in his body. He remembered clearly that a few months ago, he had felt the same irritation and uneasiness.
It was as if his Qi was no longer under his control and was about to leave his body to worship something.
Mo Sang, who was fighting against Bi Tu, was already at his limit, but at that moment, a glint appeared in his eyes. He noticed the change in Bi Tu's Qi and took a step forward. The dark python beside him roared and took the chance to cast the might of his Berserker Art.
At that moment, the blood mist in the sky tumbled violently, as if Bi Tu was retreating.
This scene made the people on the ground not only shocked by the blood moon in Su Ming's eyes, they were also shocked by the battle between the strongest Berserkers in the sky.
"Retreat!" A glint appeared in Nan Song's eyes. He waved his arm and quickly retreated with the Berserkers from Dark Mountain Tribe by his side. As they retreated, the nine people from Black Mountain Tribe suppressed the fear in their hearts and no longer looked at the sky. Instead, they chased after them.
Once they retreated 1,000 feet, Nan Song bit the tip of his tongue and coughed out a mouthful of blood. His blood turned into a gigantic blood red arm that swung towards the nine people from Black Mountain Tribe.
A thunderous sound reverberated in the air and the ground seemed to tremble. The gigantic blood red arm blocked the pursuers from Black Mountain Tribe 500 feet away.
"I can feel that there are still some Berserkers from Black Mountain Tribe on their way here … I'm going to cast my Berserker Art. Protect me and buy me some time!" As Nan Song spoke, he immediately sat down cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes. His presence disappeared in an instant, but the blood veins on his body twisted strangely as if they were about to form a picture.
Bei Ling carried his father on his back. At that moment, he no longer had any strength left to fight. Even running was difficult for him. As for the Head of the Guards, he had lost both his legs and was forcing himself to stay conscious, but by the looks of it, he was about to collapse.
Lei Chen struggled down from Su Ming's back. Compared to Bei Ling and the others, he might be at the end of his tether, but he could still fight. He stood guard by Nan Song's side.
At that moment, besides Su Ming, there was also a man in his thirties. His face was drained of blood, and his left arm was a bloody mess, but he held a long spear tightly in his right hand. Once he cast a glance at Su Ming, he stood right in front with him.
"Su Ming!" The leader's weak voice came from behind Su Ming.
"This bow is for you!" When Su Ming turned his head around to look, the Head of the Guards looked at him and gestured for Bei Ling to take his bow and throw it to Su Ming along with the remaining three arrows.
"From now on, you are the Head of the Guards of the Dark Mountain Tribe! I've seen your archery before. It's very good … "The Head of the Guards smiled and closed his eyes slowly. He did not die, but fainted because he could no longer hold on.
Su Ming took the bow and arrows. The bow was very heavy. There was a murderous aura coming from it, and there was also a lot of blood on it. Once Su Ming held it in his hands, he placed the quiver on his back without a word. He nodded at Bei Ling and turned around to look at the people from Black Mountain Tribe who were being blocked by the giant hand formed by Nan Song's blood.
Time passed by quickly. In the span of a breath, an incredibly terrifying presence slowly brewed within Nan Song's body. It could be imagined that once he completed the process, the Berserker Art he would cast would definitely be incredibly shocking.
Yet at that moment, the giant blood red arm suddenly shattered. The nine people from Black Mountain Tribe rushed out with ferocious looks on their faces and charged towards Su Ming and the tribe member beside him.
Killing intent flashed in Su Ming's eyes. He lifted the bow with his left hand and quickly brought out an arrow from his back with his right hand. In an instant, he drew the bowstring, and the bowstring formed the shape of a full moon. An indescribable presence erupted from Su Ming's body. All the blood veins on his body appeared as if they were gathering on the arrow. When he let go of the arrow, a piercing whistle shook the sky.
The arrow brought with it a murderous madness as it whistled through the air as if it wanted to pierce through the air. In an instant, it closed in on one of the nine people from Black Mountain Tribe.
Su Ming knew that he could not waste even a single arrow. That was why he did not aim for the tribe leader of Black Mountain Tribe or Bi Su, but for a member of the Black Mountain Tribe who was at the fifth level of the Blood Solidification Realm.
The arrow left the bow and turned into a ray of dark light. In an instant, the chest of the member of Black Mountain Tribe exploded. The arrow pierced through his body and he was dragged back a few steps before he fell to the ground.
At the same time, when Su Ming brought out the second arrow and drew the bow, the remaining eight people from Black Mountain Tribe were only 300 feet away from him. It was as if the arrow would close in on them even before it was released.
Yet at that moment, the man in his thirties beside Su Ming laughed loudly and rushed forward. As he closed in on them, without any hesitation, his entire body let out a piercing red light. The blood veins on his body swelled up. He wanted to self-destruct his blood veins!
He wanted to use the explosion of his body to hold back Black Mountain Tribe and buy as much time as possible for Su Ming's arrow.
Su Ming was silent. He used his actions to express his sorrow and anger towards his tribe member's sacrifice. The moment the second arrow was released, he heard a loud bang. It was the sound of his tribe member dying.
It was not that the man in his thirties did not care about his life, but at that moment, when comparing his life to his tribe member's, he chose the safety of his tribe member. As he self-destructed, the loud bang reverberated in the air, and the eight people from Black Mountain Tribe were held back for the span of three breaths!
During those three breaths, Su Ming's second arrow pierced through the heart of another Black Mountain Tribe member, causing him to cough out blood and die.
At the same time, Su Ming's third arrow was released when the explosion of his tribe member weakened!
The arrow left the bow. Su Ming did not look at the result. He slung the bow over his back and rushed forward without hesitation. A blood-red light flashed in his right hand and Blood Scales appeared in his hand.
Su Ming, who had learned to be silent, did not roar. Instead, he charged forward without hesitation. Behind him was Nan Song, who was preparing his powerful Berserker Art, Lei Chen, who did not have much combat power, Bei Ling, who was heavily injured, and the unconscious Head of the Guards. The only one who could fight was Su Ming.
He could not retreat. He could only move forward! His vision was starting to blur. The arrow that pierced through his chest was still there. He did not dare pull it out. Once he did, his injuries might worsen. Besides, the hidden dangers of forcefully increasing his power were starting to surface.
He rushed forward alone, and before him, including the tribe leader of Black Mountain Tribe, there were still six people left! These six people may all be injured, but they were closing in on him at a maddening pace.
Lei Chen clenched his fists, but he knew that he was the last line of defense. Even if he died, he had to die a worthy death. He took a few steps forward and stood before Nan Song. As he watched Su Ming fight, tears fell from his eyes.
"Su Ming, you said it before. I can't die first. If I die, then we have to close our eyes together … I will!"
There were no loud bangs. Su Ming seemed to have turned into a mute, but his attacks were so ruthless that they surpassed everything he should have at his age. With the long spear in his hands, he fought against the tribe leader of Black Mountain Tribe!
The tribe leader of Black Mountain Tribe was a powerful Berserker at the eighth level of the Blood Solidification Realm. He was even stronger than Ye Wang. He may have been injured, but he was still not someone Su Ming could fight against. The moment they clashed, blood trickled down Su Ming's mouth. He used his body to withstand the tribe leader's punch, but he twisted his body in a bizarre manner and swung the long spear in his hands horizontally. His target was the person beside him.
That person was a Berserker at the sixth level of the Blood Solidification Realm. He was standing by the tribe leader's side. He was originally smiling viciously. It was as if he could already see Su Ming's body exploding, but he could not see it. Blood Scales closed in on him and pierced through his right eye while he was still stunned. With a bang, the spear nailed him to the ground.
At the same time, Su Ming coughed out blood and tumbled backwards. The moment he fell to the ground, the remaining five people from Black Mountain Tribe were about to charge past him, but Su Ming struggled to stand up. He laughed brokenly and spread his arms wide. The moonlight from the sky shone on his body and surrounded him in threads. With a flick of his arm, those threads charged towards the five people.
Killing intent flashed in the eyes of the tribe leader of Black Mountain Tribe. He lifted his right hand and pushed Bi Su away, causing him to use the momentum to leap up and charge towards Lei Chen with killing intent.
The tribe leader of Black Mountain Tribe let out a low growl and a blood-red light erupted from his body. At the same time, a blood-red bear of about 100 feet appeared behind him. That was the manifestation of his Berserker Mark that had yet to solidify. The moment the bear appeared, it let out a roar that shook the sky and used its body to block the moonlight threads Su Ming had thrown.
However, he had underestimated Su Ming's unique Art. The moon may not have been full, but it was almost there. The moment the might of the moonlight touched the blood bear, it immediately penetrated it, causing the blood bear to let out a shrill roar. However, a glint appeared in the tribe leader's eyes. The blood bear exploded, and with the force of its explosion, it shattered the moonlight threads. At the same time, a wave of impact swept through the area and landed on Su Ming's body, causing him to cough out blood and be flung into midair.
Su Ming's mind was clouded in midair. He saw dozens of people from Black Mountain Tribe charging towards him from the forest. He saw Lei Chen, who was standing before Nan Song, roaring as he charged forward. His enemy was the cruel Bi Su.
'Is it over..? But I … can still fight … I still have an arrow!' Everything before his eyes seemed to have slowed down at that moment. He could not hear any sound, but his eyes were fixed on Bi Su, who was closing in on Lei Chen. His body was enveloped by the moonlight. Su Ming grabbed the bow with his left hand and grabbed the arrow in his chest with his right. He yanked it, and the sharp pain turned into killing intent. As blood spilled all over his body, he placed the blood-stained arrow on the bow and fired at Bi Su!
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