"Well done! Feng Xing! When we get back to Pu Ban City, the best wine, on me! "
Ji Hao's entire body was covered in blood-red electric sparks. He was dizzy, and laughed out loud towards the sky, then swung his fist towards the sky.
Yu Mu pressed his hands against the ground and cursed hoarsely, "Get off my body! You bastard! My waist! My fat! Ouch! My fat! "
Ji Hao was sent flying away by a blood-red electric bolt launched by the Yu Clan's young man. His body flew backwards and bumped into Yu Mu's fat waist. Yu Mu's fat absorbed seventy to eighty percent of the impact force, but the blood-red electric bolts, which had been roaring around Ji Hao's body, didn't do any harm to Ji Hao, but made Yu Mu hover between life and death.
Along with a sizzling noise, a large area of Yu Mu's skin and muscles was burned into charcoal, while thin blood-red lightning bolts were still drilling into his skin and muscles. The blood-red lightning bolts had triggered the blood curse that was still active in Yu Mu's body. Now, the combination of the blood-red lightning bolts and the blood-red lightning bolts had released an even more destructive power.
Yu Mu's skin quickly turned deathly pale, and his lips faintly turned black. This was a sign that his spirit blood was quickly withering and rotting.
Ji Hao slapped on Yu Mu's body, and a stream of Gold Crow flame drilled into Yu Mu's body. Yu Mu gnashed his teeth, letting the Gold Crow flame surge quickly inside his body. Wherever the Gold Crow flame swept across, the rotting blood vaporized, turning into black smoke, puffing out from his eyes, nose, mouth and mouth.
"Hang in there! Wait for them to catch up! "murmured Ji Hao in a deep voice, then put the tablet back into his pocket.
"Just a little bit, just a little bit! My flesh! " Yu Mu screamed in a low voice, then patted the wound on his waist. A large piece of charcoal flesh turned into black ash and drifted down, exposing a basin-sized wound.
He swallowed two blood-replenishing pills, then gnashed his teeth and continued running along the valley. Yu Mu's fat had been shaking intensely while he was running, and the wound on his waist had been ceaselessly spurting out blood-red sprouts. Large amounts of new skin and muscles quickly filled up the wound.
In the woods, Feng Xing, who was soaked in sweat, waved his fist hard, gnashed his teeth, looked at the Yu Clan young man whose head had been blown up, and laughed viciously in a low voice, "One!"
In his hand was the divine bow that he claimed to have been passed down from his ancestors. However, it usually looked extremely crude, like a longbow that was bent from an ordinary tree branch. Now, it was emitting a faint, magnificent radiance. The ancient and simple bow became sparkling and translucent, as if it was carved out of the finest jade.
At first glance, it looked like three thin strands of hemp twisted into a bowstring. At this moment, it looked like transparent dragon tendons, reflecting a faint light under the sunlight. Moreover, there was an extremely deep light flowing in the bowstring.
The golden arrow punctured the Yu Clan young man's armor and blew his head up like a smashed watermelon, drilling deep into the ground. Countless tiny golden runes continuously flowed out from the arrow. After the last golden rune dissipated, the arrow turned into an ordinary wooden arrow.
With a bang, the wooden arrow exploded, turning into specks of ashes that mixed into the mud.
This was one of the most ordinary wooden arrows. In Pu Ban City, one jade coin could buy a thousand wooden arrows. The arrowhead was made from ordinary steel, while the body of the arrow was made from ordinary ironwood. However, after Feng Xing had shot the arrow with all of his power with the longbow that he had inherited from his ancestors, the countless spell symbols on the longbow automatically attached to the arrow, turning it into a sharp arrow that could even penetrate heavy armors.
"Damn it!" Feng Xing swung his hand and cursed in a low voice, "Now, I can shoot three arrows at most every day. The fourth arrow will kill me. "
Taking a deep breath, Feng Xing raised his voice and yelled, "Wine alone is not enough! Oi, Ji Hao, why don't you pay me to go to the Faded Red Cave? I heard that it's an interesting place, but I've never been there. "
Ji Hao's face darkened, without saying a word, he continued rushing forward. The Faded Red Cave? Of course, he knew what this bloody place was for. Ying Yunpeng's precious nephew, Ying Su, had died in the Faded Red Cave.
Yu Mu grinned and said, "The Faded Red Cave? I heard that all their dishes are made from the meat of Senior Magi level beasts! If you want to go, Ji Hao, you have to invite me as well! "
Man Man, who had been running in the front while carrying her pair of hammers and hopping like a flea, yelled out excitedly, "Good, good, Ji Hao will treat us! Let's go together! Shaosi, let's go together! The Faded Red Cave? What an interesting name! "
Shaosi's cold face turned colder and colder. She slightly turned her head, glanced at the woods, shook her head and said blandly, "Man Man, don't pay any attention to their nonsense. Hm, they've caught up? "
Ji Hao and the others had been running fast enough, but the large group of Blood Moon people, who had been chasing after them, were even faster.
Over a hundred elite Yu Clan warriors had already caught up and arrived beside the Yu Clan young man, who had just been killed. They stopped their mounts one after another, looking at the dead young man with weird smiles on their faces.
The remaining two Jia Clan warriors were kneeling on the ground, looking at the dead Yu Clan young man with stunned expressions. The faces of those slave warriors and slaves were deathly pale, kneeling on the ground and trembling, not even daring to raise their heads.
"According to the law, your master has died, but you are still alive. You have all committed a capital crime." A Yu Clan young man, who seemed to have the highest status among all the Yu Clan warriors, and was wearing the most luxurious armor, which was shining like a light bulb under the sunlight, said.
"However, the war is coming, I can pardon your capital crime … Are you willing to pledge your loyalty to me?" This Yu Clan young man smilingly reached his hands towards the two Jia Clan warriors, who were kneeling on the ground, and said, "If you pledge your loyalty to me, I will pardon your crimes, and provide you with protection. And these lowly slaves, they can live as well! "
Judging from the bronze-colored skin of these two Jia Clan's warriors, they were Senior Warriors among the Jia Clan's warriors, and were as powerful as peak-level Senior Magi. Warriors at this level were extremely valuable, and normally, one would have to pay a great price to tame them.
But now, their master had died in the war, but they were still alive. They had already committed a capital crime, therefore, if any Yu Clan noble extended an olive branch to them, they would firmly grasp it without any hesitation.
"Dear lord, we are willing to pledge our loyalty and power to you!" The two Jia Clan warriors, who had been kneeling on the ground, quickly regained their vitality. They grinned widely, and were about to swear their loyalty to the Yu Clan young man who had recruited them.
The lord they had been loyal to had died in the war, and if they went back like this, not only would they be sentenced to death according to the military law of the Blood Moon, the families of the Yu Clan young man, who had been killed by them, would never let them go. However, as long as a Yu Clan noble lord was willing to offer protection to them, and was willing to accept their loyalty, nothing would be a problem!
This kind of thing was way too common among the Yu Clan. Not to mention these guards, slave warriors and slaves, even if it was their wives and children, as long as a Yu Clan noble died in the war, a large number of Yu Clan nobles would happily accept everything from him!
All this, with the great Blood Moon as a witness, was allowed by the military law!
The Yu Clan young man gave an incomparably bright grin, while the other Yu Clan young men were staring at him with jealousy!
In the woods, Feng Xing pulled his longbow open again, and spat a mouthful of blood onto the bowstring.
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