activa-t Chapter 69 Blood Blade Hall, Rivers of Blood
Chapter 69 Blood Blade Hall, Rivers of Blood
The claws, which they considered to be on par with those of the Strong Bone Realm cultivators, were showing signs of cracking in the face of this terrifying power and sharp blade intent.
"Impossible!" Yan Liang roared inwardly, frantically urging his qi and blood to stabilize his body while simultaneously withdrawing his claws and retreating.
But it was too late.
Pfft—!
A sudden clatter of blades flashing, the dull thud of metal slicing into flesh and severing bone, rang out.
A splash of bright red, like ink, was sprayed onto the walls and floor of the secret room.
"Ah!" Yan Liang screamed in agony, staggering backward as his right arm was severed at the shoulder.
"How...how could you break through my defenses..." Yan Liang's voice was hoarse and trembling, his face full of terror.
He wore a close-fitting inner armor made primarily of black python molt skin, so strong that even his own full-force attack couldn't break through it.
Jiang Qi stood holding the knife, its tip pointing diagonally, a drop of blood slowly sliding down the dark blade.
As expected, Yan Liang's so-called half-step Strong Bone technique wasn't as strong as imagined. The combination of [Blood Gathering] and [Wind Rending] sword intent was enough to break through his defenses, and he didn't even need to use [Shadow Slash].
"You want to kill me..." Driven by the excruciating pain of his severed arm and the fear of death, Yan Liang's eyes flashed with ferocity, and the five fingers of his left hand suddenly curled up, blood rushing in.
"Then you won't live either! Let's die together!"
Like a mad tiger, disregarding his severe injuries, he lunged at Jiang Qi's chest with his blood-red claws, which were accompanied by a foul and malevolent aura.
Jiang Qi's eyes remained calm. He activated the "Chasing Wind Step" and took a half step back to avoid the claw wind.
At the same time, the cold blade slashed out.
puff!
A flash of light, and a blood claw flew up from the wrist.
Yan Liang's momentum came to an abrupt halt.
Jiang Qi flicked his wrist, and the blade flashed again, like a sudden storm.
Swish!Swish!Swish!
Three consecutive strikes, so fast that only afterimages could be seen!
Bang!
Yan Liang was thrown off the ground like a burlap sack, crashing heavily against the stone wall of the secret chamber.
Looking at his condition, his right arm and left wrist were both broken, and there were three bloody gashes on his chest. He was already on the verge of death.
"...Senior...a dignified...Strong Bone Realm...why...why are you treating me like this..."
Only then did Yan Liang realize that the newcomer was a true expert in the Bone Strengthening Realm!
But he just couldn't understand how he had offended such a being.
In another corner of the secret room, Qin Hongyu was already stunned.
From the breach of the secret chamber door to the lightning-fast battle, and then to the infamous Yan Liang being defeated like a clay chicken or a clay dog, collapsing on the verge of death...
Everything happened so fast that it was impossible to react.
She looked at the black figure standing with a knife, feeling a sense of familiarity, but unable to recall who it was.
Jiang Qi, carrying his knife, walked up to Yan Liang and bent down to look at him.
The candlelight flickered, reflecting in a pair of deep eyes.
In his mind, Xiong Kuohai's hearty laughter and the jar of unfinished wine flashed by, as did Qin Lie's words from yesterday, and the cruel reality that in this turbid world, weakness is the original sin.
The Blood Blade Hall Master, a ruthless man at the half-step Strong Bone realm, has now been reduced to only five strikes.
In this world, only power is the only truth.
"You...it's you...Jiang..." Leaning against the wall, barely breathing, Yan Liang suddenly trembled when he saw Jiang Qi's eyes up close.
puff!
A flash of cold light grazed his neck.
Yan Liang's pupils dilated, then dilated, and all the unfinished words and horrifying speculations fell silent along with the hot blood gushing from his neck.
Yan Liang, the leader of the Blood Blade Hall, has died.
Jiang Qi sheathed his sword, casually flicked away the blood droplets from the blade, and then collected his spoils.
Yan Liang's inner armor was badly damaged and no longer of much use. Apart from some insignificant odds and ends, he had no silver notes, medicine, or secret manuals on him.
Jiang Qi then began searching the stone chamber and soon found three booklets and two gold notes.
There were also five jade bottles. When opened and smelled, the aroma of the medicine was strong, like the Blood Coagulation Pill used in the late stage of the Blood Refining Realm, and of good quality.
The harvest was plentiful.
Jiang Qi's face flashed with satisfaction as he put the items away.
Then, he turned around and looked at Qin Hongyu in the corner.
He walked up to her, used the scabbard to press several acupoints on her body, releasing her qi and blood, and then broke the iron chains.
With her blood and qi flowing again, Qin Hongyu let out a muffled groan, swayed as she stood up, and gave Jiang Qi a deep bow:
"Thank you so much for saving my life, senior! May I ask your honorable name? I, Hongyu, will surely repay you handsomely in the future!"
Jiang Qi simply pointed to the door of the secret room, indicating that he could leave.
He saved Qin Hongyu partly because it was a convenient thing to do, and partly because of the medicine her father had given him.
Qin Hongyu, as expected of Qin Lie's daughter, remained clear-headed despite her panic. Knowing that her savior did not wish to reveal his identity, she bowed respectfully once again.
Then, after glancing at Yan Liang's corpse again, he gritted his teeth and fled the secret room.
Jiang Qi waited a moment, then raised his knife and disappeared back into the night.
......
Bloodblade Hall, main building.
Li Tianren sat leisurely at the table, bloodstains still visible at the corner of his mouth, toying with a still-beating, bloody heart in his hand.
At his feet, Chen Ying, the deputy leader of the Liefeng Hall, lay on his back with a hideous hole torn open in his chest, his face frozen in pain and anger.
"Master Chen, your heart is indeed rich and profound, far surpassing that of ordinary martial artists."
Li Tianren licked his lips and muttered to himself, "Unfortunately, it's still not quite there... If it were Qin Lie's heart..."
He looked up at the doorway and casually said, "Midnight is approaching... Go ask Yan Liang if he's done yet?"
Outside the door stood two figures, his personal guards.
However, there was silence at the door; there was no response.
Li Tianren frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing across his face.
"Are you deaf?"
There was still no response.
A fierce glint flashed in Li Tianren's eyes. He snorted coldly, clutched his heart, and got up to walk towards the door.
Open the door.
Pfft!Pfft!
The two corpses fell straight down.
Li Tianren's expression changed drastically, and the hairs on his body stood on end.
Without a second thought, his right hand flashed towards the sword at his waist.
However, they were still a step too late.
In that very instant.
A dark blade of light, carrying a chilling killing intent and a sharp whistling sound, slashed straight at Li Tianren.
Li Tianren was terrified and only had time to parry the attack with his half-drawn sword.
clang--!
A piercing, explosive sound.
Sparks exploded.
An overwhelming and terrifying force surged forth from the blade.
"puff!"
Li Tianren's tiger's mouth split open, and the knife flew out of his hand.
He was struck as if by a giant hammer, his blood and qi surged backward, blood gushed out, and his body flew backward, crashing into the tables and chairs in the room, leaving a mess.
He propped himself up, looking towards the doorway with a mixture of shock and anger.
A figure dressed in black and masked, holding a dark longsword, stepped across the threshold and walked in.
"Who are you?!" Li Tianren shouted in terror, his voice trembling with fear, "My father is Li Tianxiong, the leader of the Qingshui Gang! A mid-stage expert of the Strong Bone Realm! If you dare to touch me, my father will make you pay, even if it means going to heaven or hell..."
Before he could finish speaking...
The blade flashed and fell, aimed straight for the throat.
Despair finally appeared in Li Tianren's eyes. He clenched his right hand tightly under his body and crushed something.
But the blade still sliced across his neck, and death spread instantly.
Li Tianren's eyes widened, and he covered his neck with both hands, blood gushing out from between his fingers.
Jiang Qi sheathed his sword, lowered his eyes, and said in an icy voice, "Your father will die too."
"Hah...no..." Li Tianren struggled, just as furious as Chen Ying had been before.
No matter how angry you are, you can't stop the life from slowly slipping away until it finally stops breathing altogether.