Boom!!!
A loud explosion shook the entire Crouching Tiger Manor.
The ground cracked with a diater of five ters, a terrifying deep pit!
What a terrifying power!
This person is clearly so frail...
Of course, that’s not the point, the point is her left hand!
The right hand suppresses Yuwen Huaji with a sword, forcing him to kneel!
The left hand, however, is palm upturned, palm facing down, with Witch Scripture condensed in the palm, forming hand seals in the air!
Witchcraft Land Xu!
Fingertip connected to the palm, a golden Witch Seal spins, then follows Sui Yi’s descending left hand...
Bang!
Masses of golden spiked ground erged, sharp and nacing Golden Soldier Stab thrust upward from the underground.
Targets—where more than twenty people stand.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Everyone’s body was pierced by them.
Instant kill!
This attack style does not belong to this world’s Individual Combat Arts, nor any special abilities.
It belongs to the Witch.
The power of the Witch, the art of the Witch.
The kill of the Witch!
Yuwen Huaji was terrified beyond asure, then seized the opportunity to draw his sword, stabbing upward at Sui Yi’s lower abdon, chest!
Sui Yi didn’t even turn her head, as if she already knew of his sneak attack.
No matter how close the ambush, she rely raised her eyelids.
Not a single person’s ambush!
There’s another person.
A shadow that fiercely shot up from behind a closed rooftop on the left side.
This person suddenly shot up, carrying the aura of a Minor Grandmaster Level of Inner Strength, with a longbow in hand.
This bow was once used by Yuwen Huaji.
It is undoubtedly a Divine Weapon of the current era.
Such a bow, falling into this tall man’s hand, he grips it single-handedly, draws an arrow from the quiver, draws the bow and aims in mid-air!
The Minor Grandmaster Level of Inner Strength converges on the arrow, and the black liquid on the arrow shines darkly.
This is the most terrifying poison!
"Barbarian West Bow Minor Sect Luo Shigong!"
The Barbarian West, in the Borderlands’ Barbaric Wilderness Lands, with its valiant and fierce customs, bordering the Turks, always producing blood-soaked warriors, but due to vast land and few people, rarely seen by the martial artists from prosperous lands, but when one Master erges, it’s easily known across the world, like this Bow Minor Sect, aning one skilled in archery.
He is called Luo Shigong, yet to formally appear among the masters of Central Plains Martial Arts.
Only in his thirties, he looks very young, but his physique is burly and robust, shooting the arrow in the air like Hou Yi reincarnated.
Then...
Together with Yuwen Huaji, forming a deadly ambush against Sui Yi!
This was an ambush.
An ambush set up by Yuwen Huaji.
The ambush is already activated.
The arrow cos, the sword cos!
When Sui Yi’s fingertips brushed over the Demon Que Blade.
An eerily ghostly shadow suddenly appeared behind Luo Shigong.
When Sui Yi’s fingertip’s blood dropped, seeped, and flowed, Demon Que emitted a fierce and sinister Owl Stab sound, and the sinister Witch Scripture on the blade seed like so ferocious and ominous ancient creature about to crawl out.
And this sword, just like that, stabbed onto Yuwen Huaji’s incoming blade.
Clang!!!
The sword shattered!
It was actually shattered by the Demon Que directly!
Yuwen Huaji’s pupils dilated in extre terror!
anwhile...
The people on the hill behind the Crouching Tiger Manor could see firsthand the sudden person appearing behind Luo Shigong, who fiercely...
Swoosh!
Throat stab....
It wasn’t a perfect throat stab, for the penetration was on the side of the neck, which is not a fatal part.
So this person’s assassination ability is not so...
Luo Shigong’s expression twisted, as he raised his hand to strike backward.
The person behind him tightened his grip on a weapon resembling a scythe, slicing from left to right.
Swipe!
The head and neck were separated.
As the blood vessels were about to spurt blood, the person held the head in one hand, wiped the neck with the other.
Blood freezes.
Thud, the body dropped.
And on Sui Yi’s side.....
Yuwen Huaji’s body was sent flying, boom!
Directly crashing onto a wall ten ters away.
His chest caved in a bit, flesh and blood blurred, and he coughed up organs and blood.
The sword on the ground, already shattered into small fragnts.
The weapon close to Yuwen Huaji must have been a top-tier one in the world.
Yet it shattered.
Ten ters away, Sui Yi stood holding the Demon Que, like a glacier, stoically cold, as though she were the Blue Do Sword, capable of splitting mountains and seas.
One sword to conquer all.
Unmatched in this world.
re Minor Grandmaster, yet displaying the deanor of a Grandmaster!
On the other side, is the Hell’s Wan Ge the deanor of a Grandmaster?
Clad in a slightly ill-fitting blue robe, holding a head in her fingers, the head bloodless, eyes unclosed in death, yet she remained indifferent, glanced at Yuwen Huaji, flicked her hand, tossing the head next to Yuwen Huaji.
Not a word spoken. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian) to vote for recomndations, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian to read.)
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