That arrow was stained with Su Ming's blood. As it charged forward, it looked as if moonlight had gathered on it. From the distance, it did not look like the shadow of an arrow, but the blood-red light of the moon.
Bi Su had just closed in on Lei Chen. His sinister and savage smile was still on his face, but it froze in an instant. He felt a terrifying sense of danger coming from behind him. That sense of danger came too quickly, and he did not have much time to think. At that instant, an arrow closed in on him!
Yet a large amount of blood-red fog suddenly appeared on Bi Su's body. That fog gathered into the shape of a Wings of the Moon and enveloped Bi Su within it. The fog of the Wings of the Moon could block all attacks below the Transcendence Realm. Bi Su knew this. His elder, Bi Tu, had said it himself.
Yet the instant the arrow touched the Wings of the Moon, the Wings of the Moon formed by the fog let out a piercing screech, as if it was afraid of the blood on the arrow. It melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, causing the arrow to pierce through the fog and charge towards Bi Su.
He felt a sharp pain in his chest. Blood spilled everywhere. The incoming arrow pierced through his body and landed under Lei Chen's feet.
Bi Su trembled and fell to the ground with a crash. His eyes were wide open, and he was like a fish that had left the water. His breathing quickened and he clutched his chest, as if he wanted to stop the blood and life from flowing out of his body. Yet that arrow contained Su Ming's anger and grief, along with all his power. It was an injury that Bi Su did not understand.
"No … it's impossible … the elder said … I won't …" Indescribable terror appeared on Bi Su's face. He could not believe all of this. He could not believe that he would die. His body was cold, and despair appeared in his eyes.
He did not want to die. He was afraid of dying. He was still young. He was not even 20 years old. He was the prodigy of Black Mountain Tribe. He should not die like this. He still wanted to become the strongest Berserker above Wind Stream … He still wanted to make Bai Ling his woman … He wanted to make Bai Ling's beautiful face cry under his body …
He had too many things to do … He had never thought that he would actually die here. His death was so sudden, so unexpected, and he was not prepared at all.
He opened his eyes and fell to the ground. In his eyes, he could see the blood-red sky, the blood-red moon, and Elder Bi Tu's figure in the blood-red mist.
That was the last thing he saw in his short life.
Bi Su died!
The moment he died, the tribe leader of Black Mountain Tribe was stunned. Disbelief and fear appeared on his face. He was not afraid of Dark Mountain Tribe, but of Black Mountain Tribe's Elder. He knew that the Elder, Bi Tu, was a cold, cruel, and temperamental person. In his eyes, his tribe members were not his equals, they were his slaves. The only person he cared about was Bi Su!
Bi Tu had practically given his all to Bi Su, and now … Bi Su was dead … The tribe leader's face immediately turned pale.
He was not the only one stunned. The two people beside him were also stunned. Their faces were instantly filled with fear and panic. They even forgot to attack.
Su Ming's body fell to the ground with a bang, causing more blood to flow out of his chest. However, that pain could not be seen on Su Ming's face. There was a smile on his face, and that smile seemed to be directed towards a certain girl.
Killing Bi Su had always been Su Ming's plan. He killed him not only to prevent him from getting close to Lei Chen and Nan Song, but also because of the greed in his eyes when he saw Bai Ling in the field of Wind Stream Tribe.
At that moment, another wave of Black Mountain Tribe members charged out from the forest behind the tribe leader of Black Mountain Tribe. They were thousands of feet away from where they were.
Yet at that moment, a roar filled with extreme anger and sorrow came from the blood mist in the sky. That voice belonged to Bi Tu!
"Su Er!" That voice was like thunder. It shook the ground, causing the snow on the ground to explode and the ground to tremble continuously. As the voice traveled forth, a person with a sorrowful expression charged out from the blood mist in the sky. His eyes were fixed on the unmoving Bi Su on the ground.
"Who killed my Su Er?! All of you must die! All of Dark Mountain Tribe must die! " Bi Tu rushed over with monstrous killing intent, but before he could even get close, a cold harrumph echoed in the fog. Elder Mo Sang lifted his right hand with blood at the corners of his lips, and the weather changed. The dark python beside him roared and charged forward, blocking Bi Tu's path with brute force, causing him to be unable to descend.
As Bi Tu roared, the tribe leader of Black Mountain Tribe shuddered and snapped out of his daze. Fear filled his heart. He knew that he had to redeem himself, or else he would not be able to withstand the Elder's wrath.
At that moment, he no longer cared about Nan Song. He turned his head around and glared at Su Ming, who was not too far away. He took huge strides towards him. He wanted to kill Su Ming and redeem himself before Bi Tu. Only then would he be able to preserve his life.
The two people beside him also reacted to the situation and charged towards Su Ming.
There was still a smile on Su Ming's face as he looked at the three people closing in on him. He knew that he had succeeded. What he needed to do next was to make his blood veins explode and buy some time for Nan Song.
However, at that moment, Nan Song, who was in the distance, suddenly opened his eyes. His body trembled, and a crack appeared at the center of his brows. A green figure of light swiftly flew out from the crack. Once it flew out, Nan Song's expression immediately became dim, as if he had lost all signs of life.
The figure of light was an indistinct blur. Once it appeared, it took a step forward. It was so quick that it closed in on Su Ming in an instant. It waved its hand at the three people from Black Mountain Tribe.
Immediately, a thunderous sound reverberated through the air. The tribe leader of Black Mountain Tribe coughed out blood and tumbled backwards. The other two people's bodies crumbled and they died instantly.
The moment the tribe leader of Black Mountain Tribe landed on the ground, the dozens of Black Mountain Tribe members behind him closed in on him. The ones leading them were two men in black robes with dull looks on their faces.
"You're finally here …" Nan Song's voice came from the figure of light. It floated before Su Ming, and as it spoke, it lifted its hands and slammed them on the ground.
The moment it did so, the ground started moving like waves. Banging sounds reverberated in the air, and two gigantic hands made of mud shot out from the ground and closed around the dozen enemies, including the tribe leader of Black Mountain Tribe. They let out muffled screams of pain and trapped them within.
The figure of light turned around. As it looked at Su Ming, it lifted its right hand and it left its body. It turned into spots of green light that fused into Su Ming's body, causing Su Ming's muddled mind to immediately become clear. The sharp pain in his body was replaced by a warm feeling, and he quickly recovered.
The figure of light became dimmer and floated back to where Nan Song was. Once it entered his body through the crack at the center of his brows, the crack closed up. Nan Song opened his eyes. There was fatigue in his eyes, and his face was ashen.
"These people from Black Mountain Tribe aren't the main point. The battle between the Elders is the key to the survival of the tribe … The Fallen Berserker Art that Bi Tu has yet to cast is very strong … Let's go, he's about to cast it!" Nan Song stood up and let out a low growl. He brought Lei Chen and the others and retreated quickly. Su Ming's injuries had mostly recovered by then. He knew that Nan Song had saved him, but he did not even have time to thank him. He immediately felt the presence of death descend from the sky. The snow on the ground instantly turned black. The trees in the forest around them also withered and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.
Su Ming's expression changed. He quickly increased his speed and caught up to Nan Song and the others. He helped support Lei Chen, Bei Ling, and the others as they ran towards the direction of the inner part of the tribe.
Behind them, the forest instantly withered. Wisps of black air seeped out and charged into the sky. The black snow on the ground also spread out rapidly, as if it was chasing after Su Ming and the others.
Time passed by quickly. Before long, when the black snow behind Su Ming and the others no longer spread out, a loud rumble came from the sky. The entire sky seemed to be trembling, and the presence of death filled the air.
Su Ming was worried about the elder, but he could not turn his head back. He brought Lei Chen and the others along with Nan Song and ran. Finally, they caught up to their tribe members who were rushing forward. When he saw that none of them were injured and that they were the same as before, Su Ming let out a sigh of relief in his heart.
When the people from Dark Mountain Tribe saw Su Ming and the others returning, their faces were filled with sorrow, but also excitement. They were sad because only five of the nine people who had stayed behind had returned.
The Head of the Guards was unconscious after losing his legs. Bei Ling was heavily injured and blood flowed out of his mouth continuously. Lei Chen had lost his right eye and his face was filled with fatigue. Nan Song may have looked normal, but his pale face showed signs of death.
Su Ming was covered in blood. His chest was a bloody mess. If it was not for Nan Song healing him, he would have died by now.
Once they returned, the common healers in the tribe immediately took the unconscious Head of the Guards and brought him into the crowd to be treated immediately. Bei Ling escorted his father back to the tribe, but he could no longer hold on and fell into Chen Xin's arms.
"Black Mountain Tribe has reinforcements … They must still have people chasing after them. I can't kill them all by sacrificing my life, but I can trap this group of people and buy time for the tribe … Let's go!" Nan Song panted and looked at the tribe leader, who was standing in front of the tribe.
The tribe leader did not ask any questions. Instead, he brought his tribe members and moved forward at an even faster speed.
Yet they did not travel far before a thunderous roar shook the sky, causing a large amount of ripples to appear in the sky. A gigantic dark python fell from the sky. There were many parts of its body that were damaged. With a loud bang, it landed not too far away from the tribe. It struggled to lift its head once again. As it stirred up a large amount of snow, another old person fell from the sky. Su Ming saw that person clearly. It was the elder!
The elder coughed out blood and his body fell rapidly. Behind him was a gigantic blood-red Wings of the Moon. It chased after him ferociously. Behind the Wings of the Moon was Bi Tu. His face was pale and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. There was anger and murderous intent on his face as he closed in on Su Ming.
It was as if no one could save the elder. The situation was pressing!
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