A mournful sound suddenly burst forth.
From Huai Shi's hand, the Spear of Compassion shot forward, the cross-shaped spear blade blocking the sword's slashing trajectory without any warning. But then he saw the blade suddenly shrink, instantly shrinking by a meter without any reason. After bypassing the spear's interception without any obstruction, it shot out like a viper.
Huai Shi leaned back and saw the sharp blade sweep past the tip of his nose. When he abruptly propped himself up, he saw the blade that swept past him suddenly shrink again. The originally astonishing speed actually increased once more. From Hu Po's spin, it drew an arc lightly and chopped down from top to bottom!
This time, following the slashing of the blade, not only did its length increase explosively, even its weight increased by ten to twenty times!
The sound of air being torn apart exploded.
Bang!
The Axe of Wrath was lifted up and collided with the blade. Huai Shi actually felt a wave of numbness in his hand. But Hu Po's movements didn't stop. Her feet crossed and she took a step forward, borrowing the momentum from her nimble spin to sweep across again.
The strength of the blade was even greater than before!
The sound of metal colliding continuously burst forth. Huai Shi retreated pathetically, but Hu Po stepped forward step by step. It was as if she was dancing, waving her sword in her crisscrossing footsteps.
This was a sword dance that was formed by the combination of a sword technique that had been brought to the point of perfection and soul power. This power was endlessly stacked and transformed into a sword dance!
The sword dance continued.
One time, two times, three times … The more she dodged, the more terrifying the strength of the sword dance became.
From the spinning of heaven and earth, it established an unstoppable strength.
From the moment the sword dance began, the initiative was already in her hands.
By the time Huai Shi understood what was going on, a green hue had already spread all over her arm. She swung her axe with all her might, creating an insignificant gap in the sword dance.
Huai Shi drove straight in!
Ignoring the rapidly shrinking blade that doubled in weight, the strength of the drummer burst forth, bombarding her abdomen at close range.
Boom!
A blood-red armor appeared on her body without any warning, forcibly taking on Huai Shi's punch that was like a pile driver. Inside the Amber roared and pulled out another tachi from its sheath.
Drawing the Sword!
The power gathered in the sword dance followed the guidance of the arm and poured into the blade of the tachi. The power that had been accumulated for a long time turned into an invincible speed, bursting out from the scabbard. A fierce light flashed.
Huai Shi took a step back, and cracks appeared on the sacrificial knife.
Not only was his defensive stance broken, but he was also about to lose his grip on the hilt of his sword.
"It's over, Huai Shi!"
Inside, Hu Po roared and swung his twin swords.
"Yes, it's over."
At the last moment, Huai Shi heaved a sigh of relief and forcibly raised the Sword of Virtue.
The powerful chop was blocked by the Sword of Virtue.
It was a piece of cake.
There was only a crisp sound.
Slap.
The two sabers left his hands.
Hu Po staggered back and fell to the ground, gasping for breath with all her might.
It was only now that she saw the irises that had grown out of nowhere under her feet. They were so pure white and beautiful.
"Too despicable …" She took off her helmet and raised her head with difficulty. "You actually used poison!"
Huai Shi casually applied a layer of Silver Blood Potion on the wound between his thumb and index finger. He shrugged slightly and looked at her with pity. "Girl, times have changed."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and knocked on the back of her neck.
It was over.
Huai Shi turned around and wanted to lead the horse, but he suddenly felt a premonition of death behind him.
He suddenly turned back, stretched out his hand, and clenched his five fingers.
He grabbed the arrow that was whistling towards him.
Between his five fingers, the arrow was still buzzing, and the tip was only a hair's breadth away from Huai Shi's eyes.
In the depths of the forest, the gray-robed figure didn't hit the target. He immediately pulled out an arrow stuck in the ground beside his feet and shot again. The arrow's trajectory was erratic and strange, like a ghost appearing and disappearing from the dense forest. It was already right in front of him.
But for some reason, Huai Shi felt that … the other party's actions were simply childish to the point of … somewhat comical.
Even if he had never touched that kind of weapon, he instinctively felt that the bow wasn't used like that.
Bang!
The Sword of Virtue swept across, directly cutting the arrow that had strangely appeared behind his head in two.
In the next instant, Huai Shi's figure had already disappeared from where he was, submerging into the dense forest.
The dark green flames of the mountain ghost instantly ignited from his body.
The gray-robed man was stunned for a moment. He actually carried his bow on his back, turned around, and fled. It looked like he wanted to fight a prolonged guerrilla war with Huai Shi … Unfortunately, in the dense forest, guerrilla war with a mountain ghost?
Are you sure you're not mistaken?
In the blink of an eye, Huai Shi had already flown out from the thistles and thorns. With a sudden swing of his sword, he nailed the gray-robed man to the tree trunk.
Then, he heard a crackling sound beside him.
In the darkness, the originally empty scene instantly shattered, revealing a dozen figures hidden behind the encirclement, as well as the automatic weapons in their hands that had already been unlocked.
Huai Shi was stunned for a moment. He looked back at the twitching archer on the tree trunk and immediately understood.
An ambush?
In the next instant, the gunfire of the mercenaries at the border burst forth.
.
.
In the depths of the dense forest, there were continuous loud noises, as if bombs were constantly being detonated.
On the white horse, Ai Qing quietly looked at the thick smoke rising from the forest in the distance. But soon, she turned her head slightly and looked behind her. Her slender eyebrows raised slightly.
"Didn't you say to come one by one?"
"Originally … hehe … that's what I said …"
A stooped old man was dragging a heavy chainsaw behind him. Ai Qing looked over, and under his excessively sparse white hair, he squeezed out a wriggling smile on his ugly face. He chuckled strangely, "But, I … don't agree …"
The chainsaw that he was dragging behind him still carried the stench of blood and broken bone fragments. It was as if countless people's screams were entangled in it. Layers of suspicious leather were wrapped around the handle. It was almost emitting substantial resentment and hostility.
There was no doubt that it was a border relic that was close to evil. Even if it had been stained with blood not long ago, it was still crying out hungrily at this moment.
The white horse turned slightly and let out a low roar. Its eyes were vigilant.
The iron hooves under its feet knocked on the rocks intermittently, and sparks burst forth.
It exhaled hot breaths.
It was as if a charge was imminent.
"Ah, it seems that … he has really left."
The stooped old man who dragged the chainsaw chuckled. His expression twitched, and his pupils, which had shrunk to the size of a needle, stared at Ai Qing. He panted roughly. "Four hundred million, four hundred million … and it doesn't matter if he's dead or alive … Such good meat, child, such good meat …"
In his hand, the chainsaw suddenly roared hungrily.
It spun wildly, and blood spurted out from the chainsaw.
"Chainsaw Ghoul — Horgus?"
The woman on the horse raised her eyebrows, as if she was surprised by her current charm. "Are you really sure that I have no power to resist?"
"Yes, yes, please resist at will …"
Horgus laughed sharply. He grinned, revealing his sharp teeth that still had food residue hanging on them. "This child is quite fond of struggling prey …"
The chainsaw roared.
So, Ai Qing nodded.
"Okay."
At that moment, the white horse neighed. Under the control of Ai Qing's horsemanship, which was obviously much better than Huai Shi's, it galloped forward. It raised its iron hooves to face the spinning chainsaw.
Its huge eyes were full of disdain.
I'll kick you to death, you old pervert!
In an instant, Horgus collapsed into a stinking mist. It suddenly boiled, swept past the white horse, and reformed in mid-air. It was the chainsaw that slashed down on Ai Qing's face.
Ai Qing was expressionless. She pulled out the shotgun that Huai Shi had left behind from the saddle and aimed it at the old man's ferocious face.
The trigger was pulled.
Dark purple light gushed out from the ordinary-looking shotgun. In an instant, it tore through the air and turned into a torrential rain, instantly defeating Horgus. Horgus turned back into smoke and retreated in a sorry state.
When he reappeared, his face was already covered with a layer of pockmarked scars.
"Now that you've opened your mouth, you must want to ask what that was just now."
Ai Qing replied expressionlessly, "Actually, it doesn't matter if I tell you. My soul is called the Eye of Liberation. It can stimulate and use my own sefirah and any sefirah crystal in the most violent way … The simplest way is an explosion. If it's restrained and triggered at the same time, it can form the effect of a firearm."
She paused and asked seriously, "Now, you must have experienced my 'disdain' just now, right?"
The young girl pulled the bolt and aimed it at his face again. "To be honest, an old pervert like you who hasn't taken a bath for who knows how long, just looking at you makes me feel so disgusted that I'm about to throw up."
Horgus' expression twitched. The chainsaw in his hand let out a hungry roar. It was obvious that he was unable to restrain his anger.
But immediately afterwards, he heard footsteps behind him.
He turned around in astonishment.
In the middle of the burning forest, amidst the rising smoke, the returning Mountain Ghost dragged his axe and walked out of the flames step by step.
He revealed a ferocious smile at the old man.
"I just left for a while, and another guest came?"
"Yes, a rare evil guest. He has a bounty of at least 170 million USD on him."
Ai Qing let out a long sigh and put down the gun. Her face was pale. "Just putting on an act has already used up all of my strength … …"
That bullet just now had already used up all of her Origin Substance.
"It's fine."
The Mountain Ghost, who had exceeded his limit, slightly twisted his neck, and a crisp sound burst forth from his joints. "I'll take care of him."
Sensing the fluctuations of Origin Substance erupting from the newcomer's chest like a volcano, even Horgus, who had been at the peak of the third rank for several decades, changed his expression.
He became more and more incredulous!
Why was he so strong?!
And why was he so fast?!
An entire border mercenary group … … Even if it was impossible for everyone to be Ascendants, even if there were nineteen pigs carrying guns and cannons on their backs, they should be able to last at least fifteen minutes if they were left to be killed!
"It's very simple."
Huai Shi held the Sword of Virtue and the sacrificial knife upside down with both hands and propped himself up.
In place, he assumed a lunging posture. When he raised his head, the corners of his mouth revealed a happy expression that even the ghouls were frightened.
"Of course, that's because … …"
"… … I'm stronger than you bunch of trash!"
In that instant, the chainsaw suddenly shook and let out a terrified shriek and wail.
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