Drawing the bow, setting the arrow, holding breath and focusing, targeting the aim, a flick of the finger, a black beam shot towards Nangong Bing once more. The speed was exceedingly fast.
With a whizz, it didn’t even allow Nangong Shui to react.
"Courting death!"
Lin Zifeng had already noticed the middle-aged man who wielded the bone bow. The war spear swiftly shot out.
"Clang!"
A crisp tallic collision sound rang out, and that big iron arrow imdiately shattered into fragnts upon colliding with the war spear.
Using this opportunity, Nangong Shui’s eyes focused, fearing the Heavenly Painting Halberd would be snatched by others, covering his wound, preparing to go forward and pull out the war spear for Lin Zifeng. But as soon as he touched the war spear, an invisible murderous intent emanated from the spear body.
"Pop~"
The violent energy bounced Nangong Shui back tens of ters. If the old man hadn’t reacted quickly to catch him, he might have been bounced even further.
"Heavenly Painting Halberd!"
Among the crowd, Taihuang Demon lurked like a sinister snake, hiding among the crowd, quickly charging towards the Heavenly Painting Halberd when he saw it launched out.
However, she forgot the previous lesson. The violent energy directly flung Taihuang Demon tens of ters away, crashing into several cultivators before the exaggerated force was stopped.
"You think you can seize my Heavenly Painting Halberd?" Lin Zifeng’s steps were swift as wind, arriving at the Heavenly Painting Halberd, reaching out and pulling it out, the spear body brightened.
"Whizz!!!"
Simultaneously, that middle-aged man wielding the bone bow drew another arrow, the arrow body cut through the sky accompanied by a roaring sound.
With perceptive ears and sharp eyes, Lin Zifeng’s body flipped mid-air, narrowly avoiding the big iron arrow.
"Poo! Poo! Poo!"
Three bursts of blood flowers erupted, and three ninjas jumping out from behind were directly pierced by the iron arrow.
"Courting death!"
Lin Zifeng, furious, lifted a small stone from the ground with his foot, swung the war spear, with a boom, the stone shattered into countless tiny fragnts shooting towards the middle-aged man wielding the bone bow.
The myriad tiny stone fragnts were akin to a bullet rain, leaving the middle-aged man unable to dodge.
"Ah!!!"
Agonized screams arose, and the middle-aged man wielding the bone bow, along with all the tribesn behind him, were pierced by the shattered stone fragnts!
"Leave here!"
Lin Zifeng swiftly advanced, supporting the injured Nangong Shui, then, along with the old man, wrapped up an Elental Power Storm. They quickly broke through the encirclent.
"Leave here!"
Lin Zifeng turned back and shouted.
At this mont, Jia Zhenjing faced the siege of hundreds of strong foes alone and still didn’t fall behind, yet his entire body was also bathed in incessant blood, with nurous injuries all over, and a chunk of flesh was sheared off his thigh.
"Go!" Zhan Long and Chen Bubai stepped forward to drag the ever-braver fighting Jia Zhenjing backward.
ng Chanji desperately covered the retreat, enabling everyone to leave.
The ability group of hundreds brought by him, barely two or three survived.
"Whizz whizz whizz..."
At this ti, soone began to fire cold arrows from behind, almost impossible to guard against.
"Chzzz chzzz chzzz!"
ng Chanji stayed behind to cover the retreat but couldn’t avoid the cold arrow’s lethal shots. His arm, chest, thigh were all shot. Blood trickled down his body drop by drop.
"Ugh ah!!!"
ng Chanji went mad, eyes red, desperately covering the others’ escape.
Yet, those attempting to seize the Holy Weapon were like madn, even if ng Chanji was more formidable, he couldn’t contend against thousands.
"Chanji! Hurry and leave!"
Jia Zhenjing turned back to see ng Chanji struck by three iron arrows, hair disheveled, fighting desperately with those masters.
At that mont, the blood in everyone’s bones ignited all at once.
"You guys leave first!"
Lin Zifeng pushed them away, seeing ng Chanji drenched in blood, teeth gritted fiercely, charged up, swung the war spear, slashed, smashed vertically, directly killing more than ten cultivators. Then he picked up ng Chanji and ran out.
"Kid, you don’t need to worry about , you go first. I’ll cover the retreat."
At this mont, ng Chanji’s life force started to weaken gradually. If injured again like this, he’d definitely perish.
Though the Blazing Angels were all valiant, who could withstand the encirclent of thousands?
"Rember! To leave, we go together. Survive and depart from here! I need you now!"
Lin Zifeng tore open his windbreaker, swung his palm, breaking the three iron arrows on him, leaving the arrowheads inside to prevent excessive bleeding.
Then using the windbreaker, he tied ng Chanji’s battered body onto his back, picking up ng Chanji again to break through the encirclent.
"Dream told that to survive, you must rely on your own ability. Today, I’ll rely on my ability to take you out!"
Lin Zifeng bit his teeth, eyes gleaming fiercely, at this mont, he carried not only his own honor but also the Blazing Angel’s banner. If all Blazing Angels perished today, then Huaxia would be without its Angels!
"Kill kill kill!"
Lin Zifeng advanced unstoppable, the Heavenly Painting Halberd sweeping thousands of soldiers, left strike, right strike, heads pierced, arms flying in chaos, human blood splattered recklessly, layers of blood fog spreading continuously. Until Lin Zifeng carved a path of blood, his eyes already dyed with reddish hue.
In his vision, his heart was numb. Kill kill kill! Just keep killing!
"Squelch!"
With a sweep of spear energy, a Sub-Saint blocking ahead was cleaved into two, blood water splashing.
Carrying ng Chanji, he quickly ascended over a hill, then led everyone swiftly towards a nearby canyon, where a thick iron chain hung across.
The iron chain was erected by those cultivators who ca to contest for the Holy Weapon.
Conveniently, this ti Lin Zifeng took advantage of it.
"Leave here first, I’ll cover the retreat!"
After putting down ng Chanji, Lin Zifeng reached out to grab Jia Zhenjing’s shoulder, forehead touching his forehead.
With a deep voice, "Old Jia, though you and my father were life-and-death comrades, now with my father’s fate unknown, you are his brothers. If you don’t abandon , we could also beco life-and-death comrades! However, you now need to live! Live well! Only by living can we have greater hope to restore the glory of the Blazing Angels!"
Lin Zifeng clenched his shoulder tightly, at that mont, his eyes were resolute and persistent, exuding imnse trust, and yet an impossible-to-refuse sentint.
Everyone remained silent, all gazing at Lin Zifeng.
Afterwards, Lin Zifeng turned his head and ran back.
Running to the front of the canyon, standing at the highest point, holding the Heavenly Painting Halberd, his expression calm faced the onslaught of thousands of cultivators.
"What the hell are you standing there for? Hurry up and leave!"
Jia Zhenjing first awoke, urging Zhan Long, Chen Bubai to cross the iron chain first.
This ti, Blazing Angel was completely defeated! How could rely four compete against thousands?
He’s covering the retreat...
"Hand over the Holy Weapon, we may spare your life!"
Leading the charge was an elder, tall and clad in a black robe, Lin Zifeng couldn’t discern which country he was from.
Nor did he know his sect or faction.
Yet, the elder was apprehensive of Lin Zifeng, not daring to approach rashly.
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