The majestic and ancient city walls lie across the horizon, with black clouds swaying in the sky, and thunder thunder.
At the highest point of the city wall watchtower, Xiao Jingchen sat cross-legged, covering the wound on his abdomen, urging flesh and blood to heal his wounds quietly.
The raindrops as big as beans fall down, blocked three feet away from the whole body, and their clothes are not wet.
At his feet, the bodies of the border generals were piled up like mountains, all in a shriveled state, and their flesh and blood were completely sucked dry.
Exposing his identity is not the blood of the Xiao family. These people no longer recognize him and want to siege him, so there is no need to exist.
It just so happens that these generals are all martial arts masters, with strong qi and blood, and can be used as nutrients.
After learning from one's mistakes, Xiao Jingchen did not seek hiding in the houses, but occupied the commanding heights and had a broad vision to avoid being obscene.
Open guns are better than hidden arrows.
He could have continued running, believing that the man in black robes was not as strong as his feet.
But he suffered fatal injuries in the end. No matter how many people's flesh and blood, he would not recover at once. He would still die if he lost too much blood. He had to cure the abdominal injuries first so that he would not be exhausted to death.
But his idea was impossible.
A tall black shadow flashed across the city wall, and the afterimages formed a circle. Under the cover of the rain, black projectiles roared through the air and shot towards Xiao Jingchen.
"Are you finally unable to bear it?"
The fourth brother suddenly opened his eyes, his expression was cold, and his male body jumped up, like a big roc spreading its wings, flying into the clouds and fog, blending into the lightning that splits the sky.
During the process of taking off, he bounced his ten fingers, and a series of majestic and domineering energy shot out, like a sword energy spreading across the sky, covering the other party.
"Boom boom boom boom--"
A series of thunder explosions like a bead cannon flooded the place where Xiao Jingchen had just sat.
The entire city was shaking violently, with gravel mud stars and mud corpses blowing up, splashing everywhere, louder than the lightning and thunder in the sky.
The tall black shadow in the distance also exploded with blood, but his face did not change and pulled the trigger.
"Swoosh--"
An armor-breaking crossbow arrow made of thousand-year-old cold iron cut through the rain curtain, predicting Xiao Jingchen's leaping up. When he stayed in the air, the poisonous arrow was already hit.
The commanding heights at the city wall also have disadvantages. The heights are so cold that they are like cliffs around them. There is no place to hide when attacked, and people's instincts are leaping into the air.
When Xiao Jingchen reacted, the arrow had reached the tip of his nose, which shocked him to his hair standing upside down.
He has always suppressed others and predicted their actions. At this moment, there is nowhere to leverage in the air. The sharp green spiral arrow made him smell the smell of death.
And the only thing he could do was to react instinctively, his head tilted a little.
"puff--"
Blood suddenly appeared.
A long blood mark was drawn on Xiao Jingchen's face until it spread to his left ear. His entire ear was shot and blood mist filled his left face.
The severe pain made Lao Si groan and his body fell rapidly.
But before I could stand firm yet...
"Boom--"
The black projectile that delayed the explosion exploded and exploded with a roaring fire, and fell heavily from the city wall more than ten feet high.
"Bang--"
Xiao Jingchen's heavy body was like a cannonball falling to the ground, embedded in the broken blue bricks.
The legs were covered in blood and flesh, and the bones could be seen. The feet were twisted and could not be human-shaped. The bones were thick and tragic.
This means that his flesh and blood are tough enough, otherwise his legs would be blown off and completely disabled.
However, as long as he lands on the ground, even if he is unable to move, he will be invincible.
But where is the other person still in the rain curtain?
“Maliu.”
Xiao Jingchen slapped the ground hard and shook himself out, moving one meter across, leaning against the thick city wall, sitting cross-legged on the ground and scanning around.
There are no three people in the world who can suppress him in wisdom and mind.
Such technical means and various predictions, who else can be better than Maliu?
The Grand Master is very powerful and absolutely crushes the best, which is well-known.
But there are exceptions to everything.
Others take the lead everywhere, and you can only get beaten. Not to mention being super-first, even if you are just a second-rate, as long as you can't touch others, as long as you have a good brain, you can still kill you.
Although strong force is important, only force is only reckless.
Wisdom is the most precious thing given to mankind by God. If you use your mind well, you can kill a giant dragon.
It was raining heavily, and the vast smoke and water covered the earth. Ma Liu could not be found. Xiao Jingchen simply closed his eyes and everything around him suddenly became bright.
A hundred feet away, a dot of light was surrounding him, moving in a semicircle.
Xiao Jingchen really wanted to cull and kill the opponent.
But he knew that if you did this, you would fall into the trap.
Ma Liu must have drugs like the Blood Pill in his hand. If you are seriously injured and dying, it will be difficult for you to stand on your feet. With the Dayu Step, the other party can stimulate its potential again, and you will really not be able to catch up.
But Ma Liu did not take action again, and only made you a frightened bird. If you can't heal your wounds with peace of mind, you would want to waste your life to death.
At this moment, a kind of inexplicable sadness and despair suddenly arose deep in Xiao Jingchen's heart.
Vaguely, although he didn't believe it in his heart, he had to admit that in the face of Ma Liu, it would be difficult for you to survive if you were seriously injured like this.
"No one in the world can kill me!"
Xiao Jingchen's face was ferocious and distorted, forcibly dispelling the haze in his heart and constantly hinting at himself.
Things are in the works of man, and man conquers nature!
Just now, a large mass of blood burst out from Ma Liu's body, and he must have been seriously injured.
Now we only look at who is hard, who is determined, and who is calmer in the face of crisis!
At this moment, Xiao Jingchen showed strong psychological qualities and was stared at by Uncle Six. Instead, he calmly closed his eyes and started to heal.
And in the rain in the distance, Ma Liu looked up at the sky and murmured:
“Can’t wait any longer.”
With Zhang Wu's intelligence, he must have discovered that the Wood King is fake.
This child is good at hiding his strength. He can usually take out seven points of his strength, which is his limit. If he runs with all his strength, he can reach the capital in one day.
Uncle Six took off his blood-stained black robe, revealing his gray hair and a wrinkled face.
The sixth uncle's face was unprecedentedly firm.
He had long thought of facing the Xiao Jingchen brothers alone.
After finding Shi Bodhi, he asked the old monk to help conceal the death of Emperor Jing Hao and not tell Zhang Wu.
He called Mu Wang again to hold the child away on his behalf.
Even when I went to Dan'er City, the southernmost part of Dakun, I did it on purpose.
Xiao Jingchen cannot die at Zhang Wu's hands.
Behind the fourth brother is the Kui Mo Sect and a disciple of the supreme master. If you kill someone, you will die.
When I was old, I was a well-known lonely man, with no children, no father or mother. I fought to the death of Xiao Jingchen, and the supreme master had nothing to do and had no grudge to revenge.
Even without the Kui Mo Sect, Ma Liu would return to Beijing alone.
Nothing else, the old father will not let his children take any risks.
He took out a blood-torn pill, swallowed it expressionlessly, pulled out the thousand-year-old cold iron dagger behind his waist, and wrapped it in a tough black cloth around his hand to prevent his hands from falling off.
The strong wind poured down with heavy rain, blowing Maliu's robe.
"tread--"
"Tread!Tread—"
Uncle Liu was steadily walking towards Xiao Jingchen with a dagger in his back hand.
Every time you take a step, your aura will become stronger.
As the blood pyrie digested, his internal strength was like a mountain torrent. Wherever his blood and internal strength passed, his bones made a trembling sound like metal trembling sound until his body was raised three inches, his muscles thrust, his eyes were filled with blood, and his internal strength also changed.
It's time to stop when you make huge waves.
"Here you come!"
Xiao Jingchen suddenly opened his double pupils, and his eyes were filled with murderous flames.
He slowly stood up, his feet were like dry bones on the ground, his spirits were tense, staring at the tall figure walking in the rain.
A head of white hair danced like a long snake, and the rain mixed with blood in the chest made the robe bright red.
When the eyes of both sides intersected, Ma Liu's momentum also rose to the peak. At the moment when the internal force was like a volcano erupting and about to lose control, the crazy domineering body suddenly rushed out of the rain curtain.
"Clang—"
A ten-meter-long terrifying sword energy composed of destructive energy spread across the sky and slashed out at the fourth son in anger.
"court death!"
Xiao Jingchen grinned.
If you don’t play with the evil, when facing the attack, do you think you are a god?
"boom--"
His bones tumbling like a big dragon, and a fierce energy swept the rain around him. When the sword energy was about to fall, his body was like a dragon who was spinning away, and when it appeared again, it had reached Ma Liu's head.
"Die for me!"
Xiao Jingchen was drinking wildly, and under the giant palm of the sky, an amazing force like a roof of the demon mountain squeezed the waves layer by layer, as if it could break the mountain and break the river.
Maliu's body was about to break and under pressure like a heavy weight, he slashed his dagger with his backhand, and the terrifying internal force like a powder barrel in his body poured out wildly.
"Clang—"
The black sword energy tore the rain curtain and the sky completely changed Xiao Jingchen's face.
This palm continues...
Ma Liu died.
You're dead too!
The opponent does not dodge or dodge, and slashes against each other with a knife.
A way to die together!
Xiao Jingchen didn't want to die, so he turned over and used a Vajra Iron Bridge in the air, barely avoiding the sword energy, and almost scratched against the cover of his face and chest.
When he turned to the distance, he realized that his long hair had been removed. His already miserable injury accompanied by messy hair made him look like crazy.
And Ma Liu is like a monster without emotion and does not know the pain. He kicks his feet and culminates again with a tragic aura.
After a lot of battles, the wounds on the abdomen collapsed one after another. Xiao Jingchen was really exhausted, his spirit was depressed, his headache was split, and he couldn't even raise his internal strength.
He fights with people, is used to keeping a distance, and uses his energy to kill people in the air.
But now we can only rely on the strength of our fists and feet to fight Maliu.
The instinct of survival made him look like he was looking back, and a powerful aura in his body soared and exploded.
"roar!"
A force that was so violent that it could tear apart a life out of Xiao Jingchen's right fist.
"clang--"
The dagger slashed on the fist and made a metal collision sound, deafening and almost tearing apart the person's eardrums.
A ray of blood light burst out from Xiao Jingchen's fist, and the blade almost cut off his finger bone.
However, Ma Liu's forward rushing power was blocked instantly, and the huge recoil force made him unable to bear it. If it weren't for the black cloth wrapped around the hilt of the knife, the dagger would have flew out of his hand.
But his right arm, which was numb and painful, had already made him unable to swing the knife anymore. At this moment, the distance between the two was only one meter.
"die!"
Xiao Jingchen roared angrily and smashed Ma Liu's left fist hard in the chest.
Uncle Liu also waved his left fist, and the power like a huge wave in his body burst out.
"puff--"
The two hit each other's chest at the same time, and their clothes were torn to pieces. The force was too strong and they penetrated their bodies. However, the person stood there, spraying blood in their mouths, splashing each other's face.
"Uncle Six!"
Zhang Wu's heart-wrenching voice came from the city gate.
But the two who were so violent that they didn't care about anything.
"Uh--!!!"
Xiao Jingchen let out a beast-like roar, his double pupils were congested as if he was about to explode, and his bloody right fist was smashed out.
Ma Liu seemed to have not heard Zhang Wu's voice, and was so calm that he was predicting that the fourth brother would fist and dodge his head, and he hit the left fist with a critical hit like a quartz.
"Click!!!"
"ah--"
The sound of bone cracking on Xiao Jingchen's chin exploded, accompanied by his last angry and panic scream, the entire face suddenly burst, and his body was blown out in a parabola, leaving a large ball of blood mist and broken bones in the air.
At this moment, the world seemed to be quiet.
The heavy rain flooded Xiao Jingchen's body, but his limbs twitched a few times, and he no longer had the strength to move.
Ma Liu stood in place like a javelin, with blood on the corners of his mouth and chest, and blood on his body's pores after taking the sequelae of blood dying. The soil under him was soaked red.
Then, a sudden storm hit and fell straight down.
"Uncle Six!"——"
Zhang Wu's eyes were bloodshot, and his cry arrived at the same time as his embarrassed figure, and caught Maliu before he landed on the ground.
"Ahemhem—"
A large cloud of blood flowed out of Maliu's mouth. Looking at Zhang Wu's face that was close to him, he squeezed out a smile and said:
"Xiao Wu, have you seen it? Uncle single killed the Grandmaster."
"I saw it, I saw it."
Zhang Wu nodded desperately, his eyes were red, and his right hand was pressed against Uncle Six's back, and he frantically poured his internal force into his body.
Ma Lu comforted:
"Don't panic, uncle is fine, but just a small double pupil, it won't take my life."
"I know, you are very hard, and Xiao Jingchen is not qualified."
Zhang Wu echoed, tears rolling in his eyes. How could he not know that Uncle Six overdrawed his life and seriously injured his heart and had no cure. No matter how excellent his medical skills were, he would not be able to suture the heart.
All of this is for oneself.
Without any hesitation, Zhang Wu pinched his fingers, squeezed out his blood, and put it into Uncle Six's mouth.
but.
like water off a duck's back.
"Don't cry, uncle will be fine."
Ma Liu's eyes were almost closed, so weak that his voice was blurry, but he was still caring about Zhang Wu.
"The two brothers of the Xiao family are dead, and you will be much safer in the future, Xiao Wu..."
"Oh, no."
A trace of regret flashed across Ma Liu's face:
"Just as you think, the eldest prince is a woman. If I had known, I wouldn't have killed her. Let her be your wife."
Zhang Wu nodded, and held Uncle Liu's wide palm with his trembling left hand. A burst of wetness between his fingers, full of scarlet blood.
Ma Liu's eyes were dissipating, his voice was as thin as a gossip:
"Xiao Wu, uncle is a little tired and may need a sleep."
Zhang Wu was immediately panicked and shook the other party hard.
"Uncle Six, don't sleep."
Ma Liu could no longer make a sound, only his lips opened and closed, as if he was saying that Uncle Liu would not sleep, but his hands were no longer able to droop, and the last trace of strength left.
Zhang Wu could no longer hold back his tears, shook Ma Liu's body like crazy, begging heartbrokenly:
"Uncle Six, wake up quickly."
"I am your son Zhang Wu, and I have never called you Dad."
"Your child has not yet married and had children, and you have not enjoyed family happiness. Open your eyes!"
Boom-
Lightning tear up the sky, and heavy rainstorms are everywhere.
Zhang Wu seemed to be crazy about gaining and losing his heart, and was overly sad. He couldn't believe that Uncle Six died like this, and pushed him to the death and said in a grief:
"Uncle Six, you must be pretending to be asleep."
"Get up quickly."
"I won't care about you if I don't move."
"I'm really leaving."
Maliu had no response.
"Help."
Zhang Wu was extremely sad and helpless. He cried and picked up his uncle and ran towards the city desperately.
"Dongdongdongdong--"
When he passed by a family, he knocked on the door hard. Before he could wait, he went to knock on the house.
Until the sign of the clinic was hanging in the distance, Zhang Wu hugged Ma Liu and broke through the gate, as if he had found a savior, and knelt down at the owner with a bang.
"Sir, please save my dad."
"Zhang Wu kowtowed to you."
Bang bang bang-
The floor was shaking, and Zhang Wu fought desperately.
After the initial panic, the owner quickly showed a moving look.
But just looked at Ma Liu, his face turned black and his face was full of death. The owner didn't need to take his pulse, and he knew that he was dead.
"Your father is dead, let's mourn."
"No, my father must be saved, sure."
Zhang Wu shook his head desperately, unable to accept losing his only relative.
"Go to find Uncle Zhan, he must have a way."
With the last glimmer of hope, Zhang Wu picked up Ma Liu and rushed out of the clinic, running towards the Tang Mansion in the rainstorm like a madman.
"Uncle Zhan, Uncle Zhan, where are you?"
In the Tang family, Zhang Wu was panicked and confused, and cried in the Tang Mansion and looked for people everywhere.
Tang Zhan came over the rain and heard the sound. When he saw Ma Liu, he was shocked and could hardly believe his eyes.
"Uncle Zhan, help me."
Zhang Wu's heartbroken heart, his crying sounded trembling. He knelt in front of Tang Zhan with a thud, and kowtowed to the ground with force.
"Uncle Zhan, you are very skilled in medical treatment. Uncle Six is almost out of reach. Please save him."
Such helpless and desolate plea made Tang Zhan’s eyes red, feeling so sad that he could not speak.
Squat down and picked up Ma Liu's hand. Tang Zhan took his pulse. Although he was mentally prepared, he still couldn't accept the facts. His nose felt sore and almost burst into tears.
"Xiao Wu, Jie Ai, your sixth uncle is really gone."
Zhang Wu collapsed to the ground, staring at his father's body blankly, tears flooding his cheeks.