Chapter 22: Painting the skin and the heart is difficult to paint the bones
Qin Tian and Matchmaker felt admiration in their hearts after watching the scene just now. In just a moment, they beat these so-called martial arts elites to the ground with three punches and two kicks.
The matchmaker, who thought she would not escape death tonight, instantly saw hope. She did not expect this person to be so powerful. Thinking back to her mind, what she just said seemed like a joke. It is not very difficult for a person with this strength to leave. If he is seriously injured,
I'm afraid...
The matchmaker didn't dare to think about it anymore, silently praying in her heart that the other party would not abandon her. No one is afraid of death, but if she has no choice, she can only die.
She was also very frustrated tonight. She actually lost her way when she entered the cave. Otherwise, she wouldn't have ended up in such an embarrassing situation. The knife wounds on her arms and back were so deep that the bones were visible.
"Sir, this man is probably a strong martial artist. Even the ANBU people can't do anything to him. What should we do?" A deputy general asked for instructions.
The commander coldly snorted, "Humph, they won't be able to run around for long. I have already sent people to notify Old General Liu. I will make sure they die without any body parts until the old General arrives."
The commander continued, "Besides, I have three thousand elites here. Even if he is a strong martial artist, I can wear him to death. I don't believe how long his spiritual energy and physical strength can last."
Although the martial spirit expert is already strong enough, there will be a moment when the spiritual energy is exhausted. At that time, the fish and meat on the chopping board will be slaughtered by others. The matchmaker also understands this truth, so she is very worried that the other party will escape on his own and leave her behind.
The lieutenant general laughed and said flatteringly, "Your Excellency is wise!"
"Go down the order, a team of 100 men, attack in a ladder formation, those who retreat will die!" The commander gritted his teeth and ordered, "Injury to so many of my soldiers, when I capture you, your life will be worse than death!"
"Yes!" the deputy general ordered to retreat.
The soldiers surrounded Yu Chen and Hong Niang, but had no intention of continuing to kill them.
The matchmaker was leaning against Yu Chen. Her back was already stained red with blood. The blood from the wound on her arm kept overflowing and fell to the ground along her fingertips. Her white teeth were biting her red lips tightly. Her face was pale. Due to excessive blood loss,
The matchmaker began to lose consciousness, relying entirely on her desire to survive.
Yu Chen didn't care about her life or death at all. If he wanted to leave, no one could stop him.
Besides, the matchmaker has no relationship with him, not to mention her identity is unknown. It is not a wise move to have a relationship with her rashly. There is no need to help her.
This world is so cruel. You can only rely on yourself for everything. Life and death depend on your fate, wealth and honor are in the sky. You can't blame anyone.
But Qin Tian couldn't do it at all. It was not his principle to live in the face of death, not to mention that it would not be a waste of nature to let such a beauty disappear just like this.
Qin Tian couldn't help but said, "Senior Yuchen, she is bleeding. I'm afraid she won't last long at this rate. Didn't you just take a lot of pills? Why not give her some!"
After hearing this, Yu Chen joked, "Hey, you kid actually knows how to show mercy to the beautiful girl. She doesn't even look at what time it is. This girl is no better than ordinary people. She will be bitten by a snake when she tries to save her!"
"I don't know whether she is a good person or a bad person. I only know that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda!"
Yu Chen shook his head and said, "Boy, the world is dangerous. It's hard to paint the skin but the heart."
"Senior, please help her for my sake!"
For some reason, Qin Tian wanted to help her deep down in his heart. He was not captured by the matchmaker's beauty. Maybe this was his compassion!
Yu Chen is not a hard-hearted person. Seeing this boy's repeated requests, it would be too unkind to refuse.
"Forget it, then help her, lest you kid say I'm cold-blooded and heartless in the future!"
After saying that, Yu Chen put his consciousness into the storage ring, took out the hemostasis powder and the ethereal pill and handed them to the matchmaker.
Seeing the two bottles of elixirs, the matchmaker's eyes lit up, she quickly took them and thanked her, "Thank you, senior!"
In this world where the strong are respected, whenever you meet someone who is stronger than you, you must call them senior to show your respect for them.
"If you want to survive, just follow me!" Yu Chen said quietly without looking back.
Without further ado, the matchmaker quickly poured the hemostatic powder on the wound. The wound that was still bleeding out immediately stopped the bleeding. Then she opened another elixir bottle and poured it into her hand. A red pill appeared on her hand.
The round pill rolled out, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it with a slurp.
In an instant, the spiritual energy that had been exhausted in the latter's body was instantly replenished, and his originally pale face was now much better.
The Sky Spirit Pill is a top-grade third-level elixir. Just taking one pill can quickly restore the spiritual energy in a first-level martial artist practitioner's body. This is a must-have item for cultivators to go on adventures. One Sky Spirit Pill is equivalent to many times.
Saving a life is not an exaggeration at all.
However, only beings like Xuantian Sect can refine this kind of elixir. It is even harder for others to obtain one than to reach the sky.
In just a moment, the deputy general had arranged everything, and the first echelon of a hundred people quickly surrounded them.
"kill"
I don't know who shouted, and suddenly, like water droplets falling into a hot oil pan, the pan exploded instantly.
Hundreds of people walked with heavy steps, holding long pointed spears and slowly surrounding the two people in the middle.
This kind of consistent approach to the battlefield can completely inflict psychological shock on the enemy, but it doesn't work at all against a strong person like Yu Chen.
The encirclement was getting smaller and smaller. The matchmaker looked at the more than ten echelons waiting in formation not far away, and immediately felt something bad. It was obvious that the soldiers were going to kill the two of them in a wheel battle.
The matchmaker asked Yu Chen with solemn eyes, "Senior, they want to use the human sea tactic to consume our spiritual energy. This is not the way to go!"
Yu Chen sneered disdainfully and didn't reply. He raised his knife and charged towards the soldiers.
Matchmaker has never seen someone as arrogant as Yu Chen in her whole life. Even a strong martial artist would not be arrogant enough to think that he can destroy this group of elite warriors. After all, an elephant can be shaken by too many ants.
Others would have fought and retreated, looking for every opportunity to escape, but the former seemed to want to fight them to the end.
The matchmaker has no choice. She cannot escape unscathed by herself. The only way out is to advance and retreat with the stranger in front of her.
Thinking of this, the matchmaker gritted her teeth, brandished her sword and followed the former into the crowd. Fortunately, there was a void spirit pill that replenished the long-depleted spiritual energy in her body, otherwise she would really be a loser.
Senior Yu Chen happily sprinted back and forth between the soldiers, but he never harmed an innocent life. Maybe such a person is not worthy of dying in his hands, Qin Tian thought this way.
The matchmaker is different. For her, these soldiers are her enemies by nature. Only dead people will not threaten her. She has been in the world for a long time and deeply understands that kindness to the enemy is cruelty to herself. There is no one here.
Who is right or wrong is just a matter of different positions, everyone has their own decision.
Although the soldiers have experienced hundreds of battles and are well-equipped, they still seem so insignificant in the face of absolute strength. At this time, the third echelon of 100 people has been replaced.
Outside the encirclement, a petite figure ran towards this side.
The commander suddenly turned around and was startled. He quickly stepped forward to salute and said, "Princess, why are you here?"
"What? Do I still need your approval for where this princess is going?" Situ Jing'er said in an arrogant manner with her hands on her hips.
"I don't dare because of my humble position. It's just that the thieves here are making trouble and the general is killing them with all his strength. Princess, please don't worry!"
"What do I have to worry about? There are so many people here. If even two assassins can't kill him, I'm afraid you should worry about your own head, right?" Situ Jing'er pointed at the other person's head playfully.
Situ Jing'er's words made the commander shed a cold sweat. If he couldn't capture these two people tonight, his life would be in danger.
The emperor never raised waste. Three thousand elites couldn't kill just two people. Word spread that the royal family's face was completely lost!
Glancing at the submissive former, Situ Jing'er crossed her arms and looked at the fight not far away, and said lightly, "I'm just here to see the excitement, you can go and do whatever you need to do."
"Yes, I obey my orders!" The commander breathed a sigh of relief. Now he had lost a lot of troops, and he only hoped that this quirky princess would never nag in the emperor's ears.
"Left and right." The commander shouted to the two personal guards around him.
"exist!"
"Deploy a team of elite soldiers to protect Princess Zhouquan." the commander ordered.
"As you command!"
Situ Jing'er said angrily, "This princess doesn't need your protection, you'd better take her down first."
"But..." Seeing that the princess didn't appreciate her, the commander couldn't keep his face any longer, why, "If something happens to you, you can't bear the humiliation of your position."
"Look, these two people are about to fight out. If you don't think of a way quickly, we won't be able to spare you if they run away." Situ Jing'er reminded, pointing to the place where the fight was taking place.
When the commander turned around, his heart dropped. He saw Yu Chen and Hong Niang jumping out of the encirclement of soldiers. The ladder formation had completely failed. It could be said that the situation was in chaos. Fortunately, there were still many soldiers deployed around the perimeter.
After such a fierce fight, the matchmaker's arms were already paralyzed, and she would die from exhaustion if she continued like this.
Looking at the position where Situ Jing'er and the commander were standing, a plan suddenly came to his mind: "Capture the thief first, capture the king!"
Without any explanation, the matchmaker opened her air shield with all her strength and rushed away at the fastest speed. The long sword in her hand ruthlessly killed all the soldiers in the way.
"Sir, look..." the deputy general said, pointing to the matchmaker who was coming all the way.
"Hmph, do you really think that we are all soft persimmons?" The matchmaker's intention was seen through, and she was unable to capture the two of them for a long time. The commander was also suffocated and had nowhere to vent his anger. Then he gritted his teeth and said, "Leave a team behind."
One person protects the princess, and the rest of the people follow me and kill this person!"
The commander's cultivation level was not low, and he had the strength of a fourth-level martial artist. Being underestimated by an assassin, he immediately became furious, and immediately led a few experts to meet him.
"Take your life!"
The commander roared, drew the sword from his waist and struck the matchmaker on the head.
The matchmaker was overjoyed. She didn't expect that this person was so stupid that he actually sent her to her door. She ignored others at the moment. As long as she captured this person and took him as a hostage, she would have hope of escaping.
Soon enough, the matchmaker raised her sword to block, and there was a "clang" sound, and the sparks from the sword's collision were fleeting.
Under the huge impact, the matchmaker took several steps back before stopping. The wound on her back that had stopped the bleeding began to leak out traces of blood again. Although the matchmaker has reached the sixth level of martial arts, she was seriously exhausted tonight.
Coupled with the severe injuries he suffered, it seemed a little powerless to face a fourth-level martial artist at this time.
One blow knocked back the attacker, and the leading man looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, "Stop struggling to your death, I haven't used all my strength with this sword yet."
The matchmaker endured the pain and said, "We still don't know who will win!"
"Thieves, don't be so arrogant."
As soon as the words fell, the two people's swords collided in an instant. No one was willing to give in to the other. The matchmaker didn't care about the pain in her body. The only spiritual energy left in her body circulated rapidly. If she couldn't capture the opponent in a short time, then
All he faced was death.
If it were before, a mere rank-4 martial artist wouldn't be able to impress the matchmaker. At this time, I felt like a tiger out of place and being bullied by a dog, which was very depressing.
After the collision, the two people's strength was about the same, but they were in a stalemate for a while, and then they bounced away at the same time, maintaining a certain distance.
Time is life, and the matchmaker did not dare to rest too much. The sword in her hand danced wantonly in the air, as if she was dancing gracefully along with her weak figure.
However, behind this gorgeous sword dance there are hidden life-threatening sword auras.
The two soldiers who wanted to attack him were the first to bear the brunt. The sharp sword energy cut through their necks as easily as cutting wheat. The air seemed to freeze for an instant. The knives raised by the two men stayed in the air, and the two pairs of people were frightened.
And the eyes of disbelief gradually lost the luster of life.
Suddenly, there was a 'clang' sound, and the two knives fell weakly to the ground. As the two knives fell, the two round heads were completely separated from the body, rolling randomly on the ground.
In an instant, the two people who had lost their heads were bleeding like a fountain, adding a rich color to the spotless ground, like a sunset painting.
The sword energy remained unabated, and it rushed towards the commander like a tiger.
The leading man also reacted extremely quickly, and before he knew it, a thick air shield had formed in front of him.
'Clang Clang Clang!'
The three sword qi hit the air shield without hesitation, and the powerful destructive power directly cut off half of the opponent's air shield. If the leader hadn't turned sideways, I'm afraid this sword qi would have torn him in half. Looking back,
Looking at the Qi shield that was slowly being repaired, the latter felt frightened.
While she was lost in thought, the matchmaker seized the gap, leaped up to kill her, and shouted "Meteor Stab."
The next second, the flying figure spun in the void, and the sharp sword in his hand also rotated like a blooming flower.