klisemfg Chapter 275 Calculation
Chapter 275 Calculation
"Collision warning!! 3, 2, 1, 0!" As the leader of the dark guards shouted, the barrier shattered.
As the twelve secret guards were struggling to resist, they suddenly heard a firm, powerful, and clear male voice behind them, "Thank you all! I'm fine now!"
Hei Huomian used the "Swallow the Yellow Spring" in his hand to repel a wave of attacks, and couldn't help but look back at Bai Shuiru who was cross-legged and floating in the air.
Shui Ru, you now are definitely not the real you, I believe it!
If we can influence each other, we can certainly redeem each other.
Hei Huomian heard a strong wind blowing beside his ears and subconsciously raised his left arm to block it. The sound of metal and jade hitting each other echoed crisply and firmly on the battlefield.
Mu Xian turned around and glanced along the spear at Quan Ai who attacked him, "Quan Ai! It turned out that it was you who sent Piao to assassinate me back then!"
"So what? Just because you didn't die back then doesn't mean you won't die today!!" Quan Ai suppressed Hei Huomian with a spear in one hand, and at the same time drew out his sword and slashed at the opponent's waist, but he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.
Quan'ai looked down with confusion and reluctance at the double-pointed sword that Hei Huomian had pierced into the center of his chest, and recognized that the sword was the sword that he had secretly handed to Bai Shuiru before.
"It's true that my left arm was broken before, but because of Shui Ru's love and care, my left arm has become stronger than steel ever since!" Hei Huo Mian shouted angrily and slowly drew back his double-pointed sword, questioning word by word:
"It's fine if you're plotting against me, but why did you also plot against Gui Yi?!"
Quan Ai hurriedly pressed her sword-holding hand against her chest, but could not stop the blood from flowing. She fell to her knees in embarrassment, gasping for breath but still turning her head to look at a tall figure fighting in the distance. She gritted her teeth and muttered intermittently:
"Gui, Gui Yi? He really betrayed me!"
"You were the one who betrayed him first! You are not worthy of mentioning his name! And you must never mention it again!" Hei Huomian was filled with righteous indignation and was about to stab Quan Ai with his gun.
Unexpectedly, Quan Ai suddenly jumped up, blocked the "Swallowing Yellow Spring" with his spear, and stabbed Hei Huo Mian with his sword at the gap, grinning and cursing:
"You didn't expect that this armor can repair my injuries!"
Who knew what was entangled Quan Ai's spear and made it unable to move, and his wrist was also hit by a hidden weapon, so the sword deflected and stabbed into the void.
"Emperor Ming, please let your subordinates come down!" Suddenly someone raised his voice from afar to stop them.
Hei Huomian looked over and saw that Jing Churan had led his army and his personal soldiers to form a circle to surround Quan Ai's army.
Jing Churan pointed at Quan Ai from a distance with the pestle in his hand, and said with self-mockery and determination, "Your opponent is me."
Quan Ai turned to face Jing Churan, tightened the spear in his hand, and laughed at himself, "You never seem to think of avoiding me."
"Since we don't know each other, why bother to avoid him?" Jing Churan raised the pestle high to signal the government troops to tighten the encirclement and begin the attack according to the original formation.
"I should be the one saying this!" Quan Ai raised his eyebrows and shouted angrily, waving his spear to give orders to the ghost army under his command.
Quan'ai's spear was 2 meters long, while the pestle used by Jing Churan was only 49 meters long.
The ghost soldiers led by Quan Ai all used spears, while Jing Churan's personal soldiers used long sticks. Each side had advantages and disadvantages, and the battle was fierce.
After more than ten rounds of fighting, Quan Ai's original long-distance confrontation was changed by Jing Churan who suddenly sprinkled a bottle of potion all over the sky.
However, although Quan Ai was blinded by the potion, he quickly drew his sword to protect himself and created a safe area of more than one meter in front of him.
In the next move, Jing Churan used his body to suppress Quan Ai's spear, and rotated along the spear shaft, approaching the opponent.
"I told you all those years ago that you were not fit for the battlefield!" Quan'ai looked back at Jing Churan with a charming smile, and said, "You believe in 'an inch shorter, an inch more dangerous'. You should know that it is called a 'risky move' because you have to win quickly at close range, otherwise..."
Suddenly, the round end of the pestle in Jing Churan's hand suddenly split into five petals like a flower, and the sharp tip inside quickly pierced towards Quan'ai's vitals.
However, the next moment, Jing Churan's body suddenly shook, and he lowered his eyes to look at the location of his Tanzhong acupoint:
Purple-black spikes stained with blood pierced through his muscles and armor, stringing together the rings he wore on his chest, shining with a mocking light towards him.
Jing Churan frowned and wanted to struggle, but the spike slowly rose along its arc shape, and blood flowed silently. Suddenly, there was a "swish" sound of metal being cut, and two slight metal collision sounds came from the ground one after another.
"Which little bastard is this the token of love you're wearing? Doesn't he appreciate it?" Quan Ai glanced at the two gold-plated rhodium-plated ruby rings on the ground. She clenched her teeth in anger when she saw the flower shape of the rings. The scorpion tail needle on the armor quickly pierced Jing Churan's chest and then slowly pulled out.
Jing Churan then fell to his knees on the ground, covering the wound on his chest with one hand, and with the other hand he took out medicine from his arms and put it into his mouth.
Behind him, the woman with Quan Ai stepped on the two rings and crushed them a few times to vent her anger before striding away.
"You are defeated! Killing you will only dirty my hands!"
Jing Churan smiled sadly, took out a tube of blue liquid and drank it all.
Seeing that Heihuo Mian had taken the opportunity to retreat 5 miles to reorganize, Quan'ai ordered her army to pursue him while she rode her flying beast back to Wangxiangtai.
Unexpectedly, Quan Ai felt a little dizzy when he jumped off the flying beast, and his foot slipped and he almost fell.
Soon, I will be able to avenge my parents and myself!
She shook her head, took a deep breath, and strode up the stairs to Qitian's side. She looked down provocatively at Hei Huomian who was fighting against the ghost army under the Wangxiang Stage, "Soon, Mu Xian will become our prisoner!"
Qi Tian smiled faintly, his eyes always fixed on Jiao Cheng who was leading his troops in the fight, "We are still missing an opportunity."
Quan'ai looked at Qitian's back and asked, "What's missing?" His hand had already slowly pressed on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and he suddenly pulled it out and stabbed the other person's back.
The next moment, a flash of fire appeared before Quan'ai's eyes, followed by the sound of a wooden crank that echoed above the Wangxiang Terrace.
Quan Ai subconsciously pressed her throat, but could not stop the blood from gushing out. She glared at Qi Tian who once again aimed his gun at her heart, and cursed in a vague voice:
"You, you..."
"You don't think you can wear this armor forever, do you?" Qi Tian kept smiling and raised his arms slightly.
Suddenly, the black gold armor worn by Quan'ai disintegrated, flew to Qitian one by one, and reassembled into a set of armor.
"Don't you understand yet that the armor of the monster Ding Jiao only obeys the strong?" After Qi Tian finished speaking, he kicked Quan Ai away and rolled down the steps of Wangxiangtai.
"Since you helped me accomplish this, I will spare your life and imprison you forever in Siyuan."
"But even if I spare your life, I'm afraid you've already been poisoned and won't live long~!" Qi Tian shook his head, "Women are in power~, after all, they are still a little bit behind men."