Because this joint operation was initiated by Nadutong and Longhushan Tianshi Mansion, with the purpose of capturing and killing Quanxing Yiren.
In this way, there is no need to destroy the corpse of the grave-weeper on the spot. It won't take long for the company's people to clean it up. If it is burned, it will not be conducive to their statistics.
As for the Filial Son Banner... an instrument that can accommodate 13 spiritual bodies and can withstand swords, Jiang Xin is naturally very interested in it.
It's a pity that this thing is carefully maintained and made with corpse oil. It's okay for a while. If it really needs to be kept with you for maintenance, even Jiang Xin is not willing.
However, alien forces such as Dongxi Company or Tianxiahui may have some interest, so Jiang Xin will take it with him for now. If he doesn't want it at the foot of the mountain, it won't be too late to destroy it then.
Holding the filial son flag with his mind, Jiang Xin quickly walked away from the depths of the flag like a flying sword.
Not far after walking in the direction from which the grave-weeper came, Jiang Xin saw an empty field full of cracks and holes, and there were some scattered bloodstains on the ground. However, there were no traces of people here.
"She should have left." Without thinking about it, Jiang Xin changed direction and continued to run out.
In the distance, with almost the effort of his front and back legs, Yun moved Xiao Xiao, who had broken an arm, and Xi Zheng, who had fallen into a coma, to move down the mountain with difficulty.
...
"Just let them go, Zhang Chulan, you can't..."
"cannot!"
Looking at the Zhijinhua whose hands and feet were pierced on the ground, Zhang Chulan looked at the mountains and forests in the distance, his thoughts in his mind were extremely confusing, as if he had not yet completely gotten rid of the experience of killing someone just now.
"Time is tight, bring flowers and follow me. If you meet company employees or Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain, go with them. The mountain is no longer safe, and I have other things to do."
Seeing that blood no longer flowed out from the wounds on Zhi Jinhua's limbs, Zhang Chulan turned around and left.
Just when they picked up the Zhijinhua and were about to leave, a series of shocks appeared in the forest. Then, the trees burst apart, and vast amounts of splintered sawdust flew into the field again along with several figures.
"No, let's go!"
Looking at the familiar figures, Zhang Chulan's expression changed and he couldn't care less. He drove the lightning into his meridians and disappeared into the jungle with the two of them in a flash.
"Damn little thing, he ran away." He spit out blood-stained spit, and several strangers looked into the forest, their eyes full of ferocious and murderous intent: "Bah, I originally thought I could capture a hostage...
"
In the jungle not far away, looking at the four strangers retreating and the sawdust scattered on the ground, Zhang Chulan was keenly aware of the anomaly: "These guys didn't specifically fight back the carbine, they were forced back.
!”
Thinking of this, Zhang Chulan's heart suddenly trembled. He had fought with several people in a very short period of time and understood their general strength. In this way, if he could force all four people back, how strong would that person be?
?
"Hey, I'm really lucky today. I changed directions twice, and ended up meeting two groups of people in succession." His eyes radiated azure light, and with all kinds of blessings, he used his full strength to create an extremely huge thought.
The power pulled out the tree branches alive, split them, and made spears.
Among the group of spears, the filial son banner tied with white cloth stands out particularly eye-catchingly.
"That flag belongs to the guy who cried in mourning, right?" Looking at the filial son's flag that seemed inconspicuous, but was actually covered in corpse poison, the only knowledgeable stranger among the four had a solemn face: "The natural weapons are all
It’s gone. I think the one who cried to his grave must have fallen into this person’s hands.”
"Hey, it's really rare that there is an insightful one among these people." With a wave of his hand, the dense spears instantly circled like a dragon and plunged into the ground. In just an instant, they surrounded them all within a radius of more than ten meters: "
Everyone, if you want to run away, die first; if you want to live, beat me first."
"I've never seen this person before. He doesn't seem to be a contestant, but his ability seems to be telekinesis..." While asking Lu Linglong to treat Zhi Jinhua's wounds and seal the smell of blood, Zhang Chulan was thinking about whether to leave directly or first
have a look.
"Ha, boy, you really take yourself seriously!" The fat man in the white T-shirt chuckled, and raised the black steel thorn in his hand. Several black shadows flashed away, and a sharp sound broke through the air.
At the same time, the other three people also took action, launching fatal attacks on Jiang Xin from different angles.
'One strange weapon, three fists and kicks? The corpse demon left early, so there is a lot of room for maneuver.'
With just one glance, Jiang Xin judged the form. With a thought, he released the grave-weeper's spirit to cover his body in an instant. At the same moment, purple fire burned and golden light emerged. In just a short moment, Jiang Xin's strength was revealed.
It was lifted to a higher level.
The layers of telekinesis were the biggest obstacle. The steel thorns that were originally too fast to catch slowed down at a speed visible to the naked eye. They were finally caught by Jiang Xin and used a hidden weapon to throw at the other three people.
At the same time, he stepped forward and faced the fat man wielding the weapon.
"Hey, you're looking for death!" Looking at the oncoming Jiang Xin, the fat man immediately grinned. He sent the steel thorn in his right hand forward first, then wiped the empty left hand out of the air and took out another steel thorn to stab at a tricky angle.
Xiang Jiang has a heart full of heart.
"Whimsical." Jiang Xin sneered disdainfully. Jiang Xin's steps changed, and she turned around unexpectedly. The golden palm knife slashed into the air, making the other people laugh.
However, as soon as the five qi in his chest moved, Jiang Xin turned into a black qi and exploded. When he reappeared, the palm knife had already struck the fat man's fatal point - the carotid sinus.
The vital part suffered a heavy blow, and just one blow caused it to lose its vitality. At this time, the other three people avoided the steel thorn and struck at the original position of the center of the river.
"This move belongs to the one named Jiang Xin!" Looking at these familiar abilities, Zhang Chulan instantly found the corresponding characters in his memory, and his heart suddenly moved.
"So strong. He was surrounded by four people. He reacted and killed one person in just a split second. And he didn't seem to feel any discomfort. Obviously, he is a far more qualified fighter than me."
Knowing who the visitor was and foreseeing the outcome, Zhang Chulan no longer had the need to stay and quietly retreated, leading the two of them towards the safe area he knew.
Until now, he calmly remembers the first priority: ensuring Baobao Feng's safety, and can put everything else aside.
The identities of Lu Linglong and others are indeed important, but it is not enough for Zhang Chulan to give up Feng Baobao and go down the mountain for them. In this case, the best way is to place them in a safe area on the mountain first, and then go down the mountain after finding Feng Baobao.
This is also a helpless move. In the back mountains, the mobile phone signal is still zero even now.