activa-t Chapter 51 Battle
Chapter 51 Battle
"If this continues, we will surely suffer a severe blow..."
Thinking of this, Fang Hongxuan's eyes gradually reddened.
'Thump...clang...'
The sound was as loud as a great bell, causing a buzzing sound to reverberate around it.
"Golden Bell Shield!"
Having been forced to enter zombie mode, Fang Hongxuan finally had a chance to catch his breath. The impenetrable rain of arrows was immediately deflected.
"You know something about Buddhism?"
The monk looked surprised, then puzzled.
Fang Hongxuan was enveloped in a murderous aura, but he hadn't unleashed it to its fullest extent. Even so, the monk noticed something amiss.
"No, this aura... you're an evil spirit!"
Fang Hongxuan didn't answer, but instead fled in the opposite direction from where the other two were hiding. He didn't want to be a burden to them, so he had no choice but to disappear into the crowd.
"Sizzle"
The faint light emanating from Cuo Jin was corroding Fang Hongxuan's right hand; this was a clash of elements, and there was no way to resolve it.
"Form ranks!"
Tian Guangzu shouted sternly, but had no intention of making a move.
Long spears thrust forward, short weapons await their chance to strike.
The black-robed, tattooed bandits, who had abandoned their crossbows but were still armed, worked together skillfully, responding to each other in unison, displaying a disciplined and military-like demeanor.
Jian Shiqing, watching from a distance, narrowed his eyes, his gaze filled with confusion.
"how?"
"This group is chaotic yet organized; they're nothing like ordinary death row inmates or wanted criminals. They're more like...elite troops!"
Chen Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest to calm himself down.
"Since the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple, wouldn't showing your tokens have resolved our crisis?"
Jian Shiqing shook his head, his face solemn as he stroked the spearhead and carefully combed the red tassel on the shaft.
"It's not that simple. If they still recognized military status, they certainly wouldn't have used prisoner tattoos to disfigure their faces."
"Whether it's carrying out a secret mission or an entire unit defecting from the military, the conflict here is unlikely to be resolved peacefully."
At this point, Chen Qinghe realized what was going on.
He imitated Jian Shiqing, silently tidying up the short weapon he had picked up from somewhere, and said nothing more.
"How long will it take for your suppressive skills to regain their effectiveness?"
Jian Shiqing, having adjusted himself to his peak condition, asked in a hoarse voice.
"Having never embarked on the path of cultivation, I can at most make a move once more."
"To catch the thief, first catch the kingpin! Wait for my command, and we'll charge and kill that tattooed bandit leader!"
...
The three men in the front row held rattan shields in their left hands and ring-pommel swords in their right. They moved in a measured manner, reducing the area that Fang Hongxuan could maneuver within.
A bandit wielding a long spear stabbed him from behind, and at the same moment, three more men carrying axes attacked from the left.
However, that's not the worst part; what's even more critical is...
The crossbowmen who had been ignored earlier had already been reloaded, and the bolts in the magazine were ready to be fired!
"Boom..Boom.."
The crossbow bolts, emitting a ghostly glow, advanced in succession, chasing Fang Hongxuan like the wind and the moon, aiming to take his life.
The menacing aura emanating from the formation of dozens of people made Fang Hongxuan feel completely uneasy. The resentment and malevolence on his body melted away almost instantly, like snow meeting the spring sun.
Blades, crossbow bolts, spears, and axe blades all approached... In the nick of time, Fang Hongxuan had no choice but to fully activate his talent.
"Living Towards Death"
The golden bell shield he used to protect himself completely enveloped the six people who were gradually shrinking in front of him, and the sword in his hand, which emitted a faint reddish-gold light, was stained with a trace of blood.
'Clang'
The blade flashed like a full moon, so dazzling that it was impossible to open one's eyes.
The water- and fire-resistant vine shield was first broken in two by such a dazzling slash, and then torn into pieces.
Along with the shield, the six people who surrounded it also changed.
As for the long spears behind the bandits with swords and shields, their spearheads were all cut off, and the cold arrows that burst from the shadows were all chopped down and rendered useless.
Strands of blood flowed from the blood groove on the blade of the sword into Fang Hongxuan's body. This small amount was enough to make up for the losses Fang Hongxuan had incurred in this attack.
Watching from behind the scenes, Tian Guangzu stared at Fang Hongxuan with bloodshot eyes, his heart bleeding. However, despite the bulging veins on his forehead, he did not lose his composure.
"This situation cannot last! We must fight and retreat, and we will surely take them down!"
However, what Tian Guangzu didn't know was that Fang Hongxuan was even more energetic than before after absorbing the essence blood.
Even the slight furrow between his brows relaxed somewhat unconsciously at this moment.
"Amitabha.."
The monk frowned and sighed slightly, stopping Tian Guangzu.
"This kind of malevolent aura that soars straight to the heavens is by no means ordinary."
Once I capture it and place it next to the Divine Tree, it will accelerate the process of the Three-Clawed Poison Toad refining the Divine Tree in reverse.
Upon hearing this, Fang Hongxuan did not delay any longer and fled in the direction where the defenses were weakest.
Unexpectedly, the monk followed closely behind, and the two exchanged blows several times before separating.
The two fought and retreated, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.
A glint flashed in Tian Guangzu's eyes, which finally settled on the spot where the two had last appeared. He sternly rebuked the remaining bandits.
"Gather together! Since they're fighting, let's not waste time. Go to the Divine Tree and speed up the refining of Niu Yixuan's corpse!"
The disciplined bandits showed no emotion whatsoever, and silently gathered up the usable weapons from the ground.
They then followed Tian Guangzu in an orderly fashion and headed in the opposite direction.
The corpses, their blood splattered on the ground, were slowly disappearing, as were the bloodstains. It was as if they had never existed.
alley
Jian Shiqing was about to make a move several times, but in the end he held back.
As for Chen Qinghe, he was completely dumbfounded.
He had never imagined that Fang Hongxuan possessed such abilities. He fought his way out of the encirclement of dozens of people and even killed three highly defensive swordsmen with a single stroke.
"He certainly has the strength, but his demeanor seems no different from mine when I activated my talent. Could he also be a transmigrator?"
"And what about now?"
Suppressing his doubts, Chen Qinghe looked at Jian Shiqing, hoping to glean the next course of action from him.
"These two seem to be at odds, as if they have some hidden secret. Let's follow them and see what happens. If there's any danger, I'll cover your retreat."
"Are you abandoning Brother Fang?"
"He'll find a way to escape...or...kill that bald monk..."
Jian Shiqing was quite confident in Fang Hongxuan's abilities in this regard.
How could someone who fought their way out of a mountain of corpses and a horde of corpses possibly perish at the hands of some unknown monk?
...
The deeper they crept into Shenmu Village, the darker it became.
The sound of cracking and splintering could be heard from time to time from the eaves.
This was caused by the tiles being stepped on and cracked, or by colliding with the hard bluestone bricks on the floor.
Two figures, one in front of the other, sped along the moss-covered, overgrown roof tiles.
Suddenly
Fang Hongxuan, who was fleeing ahead, stopped, and the monks who were following closely behind also stopped.
The two people looked at each other across the distance, which was only the difference between the east and west corners of the eaves.
"Amitabha, so it was to confirm that there were no other pursuers behind us."
Fang Hongxuan remained silent, slowly drawing his sword and aiming it at the monk...