Xuanxia

Chapter 524: Chase? Not chase?

There are still marks left by Jiang Baichuan on Fu Qingzhou's short knife.

What Jiang Baichuan said at the beginning was, "I can protect you from death three times."

Oh, yes, I promised him at that time to convey his wish to meet Qingsongzi...

But Fu Qingzhou himself hadn’t seen that old Taoist priest for three years…

Of course, now is not the time to think about these issues.

He had one hand in the monster's mouth chewing, the flesh and bones were crushed bit by bit, while with the other hand, he had already pulled out the dagger.

Fu Qingzhou swung the dagger towards the weirdo, but the weirdo's expression didn't change at all. His four pupils were full of disdain and mockery, and he was too lazy to even make any defensive moves.

But just as the blade was about to touch the monster, it suddenly lit up.

There was a full moon in the sky.

At this time, another full moon was lit up in Wuli Village.

The dazzling white light caused the monster's four eyes to close at the same time, and the sword intent that contained the full force of a strong man in the fifth realm of the cave sky bloomed like a lotus and stabbed at the monster!

"Aww!"

The strange man let out a cry of extreme fear, and without hesitation spat out Fu Qingzhou's already twisted arm from his mouth, and retreated violently like a hurricane!

But the sword intent kept chasing, its light submerged Fu Qingzhou's figure, and the surrounding Tang Jiao, Tang Min, Qiu Chan, Wu Yan... until it submerged the monster.

The monster retreated quickly, but the sword intent chased it even faster. In just a moment, its screams gradually weakened until they disappeared.

Similarly, the sword intent was only a flash.

To the people in the capital not far away, it was just a flash of light in the middle of the night. It might just be a silent thunder and no one cared.

The light of the sword gradually faded. Fu Qingzhou gasped, sheathed the dagger, and looked down at his left hand.

At this moment, his left forearm was like a crumpled and flattened piece of paper, hanging limply at his side. It was covered with bloody holes bitten by his sharp teeth, and its muscles and bones were all tangled together.

"Shit... No, it won't be useless, will it?"

He clenched his teeth, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and used the Qi Ran Jue to infuse it into his left forearm. An itchy feeling suddenly arose on the forearm, and the bleeding stopped in an instant. However, the injury did not show any improvement.

At the moment, Fu Qingzhou had no time to think more. He protected the infusion of his true energy and turned his gaze to where the strange man was.

After the sword light dissipated, the figure of the strange man gradually emerged.

He was lying on the ground with a pool of blood beneath him. His silhouette was like a high hill, rising and falling slightly, and making low groans like a wounded beast.

"not dead?"

Fu Qingzhou's eyes flashed, and he was about to step forward - this weirdo didn't look like a human at all, he probably didn't know what was going on, and he was too powerful. It would be too dangerous to keep him alive, so it would be better to kill him and slowly study the clues.

But just as he took a step forward, the sharp pain in his arm made his head dizzy and his vision blurred, and he almost couldn't stand.

Fortunately, at this time, Tang Jiao reached out and supported his intact right hand.

"Big brother..."

She looked at Fu Qingzhou's bad left hand, her eyes trembling: "You, you..."

"Don't worry about me for now." Fu Qingzhou gritted his teeth and said, "Go check on your uncle and the others. I'll go and finish it."

Tang Jiao wanted to say something, but when she saw her elder brother's determined gaze, she finally calmed down, nodded slightly, and ran towards Tang Min.

Fu Qingzhou took a deep breath and continued walking forward.

"Cough cough..."

He heard Wu Yan coughing and turned his head to see, only to see Wu Yan slumped in a corner. Although his expression was calm, he was coughing up blood.

Fu Qingzhou knew that this guy would not die, so he ignored him and continued to move forward.

"Damn pervert..."

Qiu Chan's voice came, and she was sitting against the wall, covering the wound on her waist, with her hand raised.

Fu Qingzhou stretched out his right hand and a small porcelain bottle fell into his hand.

"You are seriously injured..."

Qiu Chan forced a smile: "For external application..."

Fu Qingzhou smiled at her without any pretense. He pulled out the cork from the bottle with his teeth and poured all the medicine into his left hand.

The cool feeling immediately permeated his entire left arm, and the strange itching and severe pain were temporarily relieved, and a strange power seemed to be generated and running through his left arm.

He breathed a sigh of relief, finally no longer having to endure this pain... otherwise his vision would be blurry.

After walking a few more steps, he finally came to the strange man and saw the strange man's current condition. Not only was he not dead, but he didn't seem to be seriously injured.

A deep sword mark appeared on half of the monster's face, blinding both of his eyes, but then the sword mark deviated to the other side, moving down along his right shoulder and cutting off his right arm.

The severed right arm fell to the side, and the blood flowed all over the ground.

Fu Qingzhou's expression froze.

This sword was fully capable of killing the monster, but he dodged it at the critical moment, and only paid the price of two eyes and one hand...

Sure enough, under that circumstance, he still failed to fully unleash the power of Jiang Baichuan's mark.

Back then in Sangmen Village, with the cooperation of Jiang Baichuan, he was able to kill even Huo Yaer!

But...it's okay.

Fu Qingzhou looked down at the strange man.

At this time, the strange man held his head with his left hand, his two remaining eyes were full of fear, and he kept shaking and whimpering, like a frightened beast.

What's wrong with this guy?

The way he looked at this moment was completely different from the previous state where he was playing with a cat and mouse, playing with its prey. Where was his previous domineering and arrogant look?
Even if I lose both eyes or lose an arm, it shouldn’t be that serious, right?

Afraid of this?

Fu Qingzhou was confused and wanted to kill him directly, but he changed his mind at this moment.

"Who sent you here?"

He asked in a calm voice.

Hearing his voice, the weirdo slowly raised his head, fear in his eyes not diminished at all. He opened his mouth and said in a trembling voice: "Tong...Tong...Tong..."

"Tong? Tong? Tong?" Fu Qingzhou frowned: "What are you talking about? Don't you know how to speak?"

The weirdo lowered his head again, hugged his head tightly, and curled up into a ball.

Fu Qingzhou frowned even more tightly.

It seems that there is nothing to ask...

The Cloud-Splitting Sword was thrown aside in the previous battle, so he drew out the Wave-Cutting Sword again, ready to give this weirdo a quick death.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the dagger was unsheathed, the strange man suddenly raised his head and stared at the dagger, his fear becoming even stronger!
"?"

Fu Qingzhou was startled: "Do you recognize this knife?"

The strange man did not answer, but just shrank his body and squirmed backwards little by little like a frightened cat.

“No…” Fu Qingzhou’s eyes suddenly lit up: “Do you recognize the sword intent of Alliance Leader Jiang? Has he ever hurt you?!”

The weirdo whimpered, continued to shrink his neck, hugged his head, and stepped back carefully.

"Oh. I see."

Fu Qingzhou sneered: "Then... I want you now, right now..."

"Wait, damn pervert!"

At this time, Qiu Chan's voice came from behind, interrupting him: "Right now we are like this...Are you sure?"

Fu Qingzhou was startled and turned around.

Qiu Chan knew what he was going to do. He wanted to take advantage of the monster's fear and try to order the monster to find the mastermind behind the scenes.

This weirdo is like an animal, an animal with an owner.

When animals are in danger, they may seek the protection of their owners, hide in a place they think is safe, or look for their own tribe.

No matter which one this weirdo chooses in the end, it is the result that Fu Qingzhou and the others want.

But when he turned around, he realized that all the people on his side were remnants.

Tang Jiao, the only one who was not injured, was still only at the fourth realm... Even though she was proficient in various sword techniques and was no weaker than any fifth realm strongman, she still could not cope with what was to come.

Can……

Fu Qingzhou turned his head and looked at the trembling weirdo.

If they miss this opportunity, how difficult will it be for them to find Wuli Village and related clues again?
“That sword.”

At this moment, Wu Yan's calm voice came from not far away: "Yes, Wulin League, Jiang Baichuan's sword?"

(End of this chapter)