In the darkness, the flames on the Red Dust Beheading had already been extinguished. The other sword, Breaking Karma, was still in Blood Rakshasa's hand. It was smeared with a strong poison that could kill an ordinary person in a few breaths. Even a Qi Refinement cultivator would have great destructive power.
But even so, Xue Luosha continued to flee without looking back, even with the two lethal weapons in her hands.
The difference was too great. She had never seen such a martial arts style before. And that calmness of laying down traps layer by layer, using everything in his hands to cause a massacre …
Halfway through Blood Rakshasa's thoughts, the wall beside her let out a loud rumble. A huge, pitch-black palm had already passed through the wall, grabbing at her head.
Blood Rakshasa swung her other sword, Breaking Karma, to block it. But it was as if the other party's hand had a demonic nature. No matter how she changed the angle and speed of Breaking Karma, the other party was able to lightly slap the spine of the sword.
What was worse was that the other party was wearing gloves.
This was the first time Blood Rakshasa had met such a cautious person.
In the next moment, she turned around and swung her sword. Red Dust Beheading tore through the air and swept towards the black figure. With a cracking sound, stone chips flew everywhere. The sword was directly hit by the other party's finger, and then it got stuck in a crack in the broken wall.
Blood Rakshasa's internal injuries were affected again. Spitting out a mouthful of blood, she let go of the sword in her hand without any reluctance. Then, she sped up and … fled.
But it was useless. This dark night was like Zuo Zhicheng's home field. No matter how Blood Rakshasa fled or hid, it was meaningless in his left eye's infrared vision.
Every time she fled or dodged, it would only lead to an even stranger and more dangerous sneak attack.
In the alley, Zuo Zhicheng once again descended from the sky. Blood Rakshasa drew her sword and slashed furiously.
But this time, the other party's attack was even faster. No, Blood Rakshasa's own injuries had worsened, and the speed of her attack had slowed down. It was only then that the Blood Rakshasa realized that it wasn't that her opponent couldn't catch her. Instead, he let her escape time and time again in order to exhaust her physical and mental strength.
However, it was too late for him to realize this now.
Xue Luosha casually grabbed her wrist and swung her other hand at her opponent's Adam's apple. With a bang, their fists collided, and a muffled groan rang out as several of her fingers were twisted in a bizarre manner.
What followed was a series of attacks with his hands and feet. However, one of the Blood Rakshasa's hands was held, and the other hand was fractured. His body was also severely injured. How could he be a match for Zuo Zhicheng?
The two of them fought as they ran, crashing through countless walls, windows, and doors. The Blood Rakshasa was already covered in blood, and his breathing was weak. The Blood Rakshasa took another five punches to the ribs, breaking countless bones. Once again, it spat out a large mouthful of blood.
The blood splattered onto Zuo Zhicheng's mask. He had no choice but to block it with his hand to prevent the blood from spilling into his eyes.
It was at this moment that the Blood Rakshasa used the last of her strength to break free from Zuo Zhicheng's other hand. Once again, she escaped into the darkness.
However, her mind was still filled with the silhouette of the man just now. His strength and speed were like that of a ghost. She had never seen his martial arts, but it was simple, effective, and fatal. It was a pure killing technique.
What was even more frightening was the man's instinctive rhythm, which led her step by step into the abyss of death. After all, the Blood Rakshasa had seen experts with stronger bodies and all kinds of strange techniques in the Underworld Sect.
However, it was extremely rare to see someone like the man in front of him, who was able to kill himself slowly and expend his energy and physical strength through simple steps.
The next moment, she had no choice but to retract her thoughts. The Blood Rakshasa pounced forward. Behind her, a silver light flashed and a long blade pierced through the wall behind her.
It was her weapon, the Red Dust Slayer.
After a series of fleeing, a man with brown hair jumped over the wall and arrived in front of her.
"Senior Sister, why is there such a big commotion?"
"Junior Brother, there's … Be careful!"
"What?"
Boom!
…
Chaoyang Martial Arts Club was brightly lit again. Dozens of martial artists were quietly cleaning up the corpses on the ground.
Jiang Tien-cheng had been stabbed and poisoned. Xiao Jingyang had lost a lot of blood, but they had only done simple treatment. Xiao Changhe, on the other hand, did not suffer any injuries because he had walked to the periphery of the courtyard and was the first to escape.
Jiang Tien-cheng asked with a serious face, "Was that … Gui Quan?"
The president of the Research Martial Arts Club, Qin Wu, said, "His height and body shape match the description in the rumors. Besides, I'm afraid he's the only one in Xinlu Port who has such a high level of martial arts." His left ear had been cut off by the Blood Rakshasa and had just been bandaged. As he spoke, there was a hint of fear on his face.
The other martial artists also agreed with his conjecture. On the other side, Xiao Jingyang was asking about the situation, "How is it? Did the Blood Rakshasa escape? Did Gui Quan chase after them? "
"I've already sent people to chase after them," Xiao Changhe said, "They're fighting towards the west of the city."
At this moment, a young disciple of the Chaoyang Martial Arts Club ran over, panting, "Senior … Senior Brother …"
"What's wrong? Didn't I ask you to follow them? Why are you back? "
The disciple said with a strange expression, "We wanted to stop the Blood Rakshasa, but we couldn't. Ah Kai and Ah Hui were both injured, so we followed them from afar."
As he spoke, there was a hint of disbelief in his own voice, "They fought all the way and knocked down a few houses. However, the Blood Rakshasa was seriously injured. Later on, another man came and fought with the Blood Rakshasa against Gui Quan."
In this strange atmosphere, Xiao Jingyang coughed and asked, "Then why did you come back? Why didn't you continue to follow them?"
"We couldn't." The young disciple smiled bitterly, "And … they're coming this way."
At this moment, rumbling sounds could be heard from afar. It was as if some prehistoric behemoth was crashing into something. Everyone thought of an impossible possibility. Jiang Tien-cheng looked in the direction of the sound and said, "Let's go to the second floor to take a look."
From the second floor of the Chaoyang Martial Arts Club, one could clearly see the buildings and streets within a radius of a few hundred meters. The sound came from the west of the courtyard. Along with the sound, a lot of smoke and dust could be seen.
Every time the smoke and dust rose, countless cries of surprise could be heard. Then, everyone saw a two-story house collapse.
(I'm going out for dinner tonight, so I sent it in advance. Everyone, happy weekend. Tomorrow is another pleasant Monday.)
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