Alien Dust

Chapter 298 Offline Reunion

"I can give you life, but I can also make you die!" Mrs. Zeng walked towards Wu Hen with a green wind blade in her hand.

Her eyes were fixed on Wu Hen, like a falcon locking onto a grass mouse on the plains.

As she continued to move towards Wu Hen, her fellow compatriots who had been summoned tried to stop her. Incentivized by the full compensation, they became heroes who were willing to risk their lives.

But all the warriors who tried to stop Madam Zeng fell, and there were fewer and fewer people around Wu Hen who could protect him.

Wu Hen did not retreat either, he knew there was no point in retreating now.

Madam Zeng's overly powerful strength was beyond his expectations. After all, it was unlikely that a martial saint would appear in such a small territory in a hundred years. He could only say that he was just a little unlucky.

"I'll come and meet you!" The monk was also not afraid of death. He had already killed three Wu family members of the same level of cultivation in this fight. Facing Mrs. Zeng from the Wu family who had reached the ninth level of cultivation, the monk felt that he still had the strength to fight.

Madam Zeng raised one corner of her mouth in disdain. She once again urged the green holy sword in her hand and slashed out two fan-shaped streams of true qi towards the brave monk!
The monk dodged one of them, but the second fan-shaped Qi blocked all areas where he could move. He could only circulate the Qi in his body to form a golden bell cover.

However, the Golden Bell Cover was instantly shattered by the released true energy, and the monk staggered back dozens of meters, with his back hitting the observation deck.

A sharp pain came from all the bones in his body. Although he was not sent to death by Madam Zeng's sword, the monk felt the horror of the true energy released from the blade, which was totally beyond the ability of these mortals to resist.

"Her holy sword can release true energy, which is equivalent to a bullet hitting those who practice martial arts." Cheng Xiaoshan was a little shocked.

They are on completely different levels. The true energy lingering on the holy sword is as sharp as a laser that can cut through any physical practitioner, and it can also produce energy similar to an explosion. Ordinary people will be turned into minced meat if they touch the edge.

No wonder the Zhenwu world has strict hierarchy. After becoming a Martial Saint, no matter whether it is the city’s army or all the martial arts masters, all the martial arts they have learned throughout their lives are like children in front of him and they have no ability to resist at all.

One sword strike shatters the weapon, the second sword strike breaks the defense, and the third sword strike takes the life. Even warriors above the sixth level will have such a fate. If they are wearing luxurious armor, they will only be hit by one more sword strike!

Wu Hen is still alive today, entirely because his compatriots used their bodies to bear the sword. Madam Zeng's own cultivation should be only the ninth level of martial arts. If her cultivation had reached the level of a true martial saint, and if she had such a divine helmet and holy weapon, I am afraid that even if there were twice as many masters in Yacheng, they would still not be able to escape the fate of being slaughtered in the end.

In the heavy rain, Mrs. Zeng's smile became more terrifying.

Those who were able to be summoned to Yacheng to serve Wu Hen were considered to be those who had been doing well in the Zhenwu world in the past six months. They had strong adaptability and had established themselves in the Zhenwu world in just half a year, ahead of those civilian warriors.

Likewise, they still have many unknowns about this vast Zhenwu world. They always hear about how powerful the Martial Saints are, and above the Martial Saints there are Martial Gods who are revered by hundreds of millions of people. How powerful have they become...

They thought that with their own wisdom and hard work, they would have the hope of standing on the top of this Zhenwu world and becoming a Zhenwu hero. However, they never expected that a warrior with the helmet and blade of the Martial Saint would bring them such a terrifying sense of oppression. This is undoubtedly a kind of spiritual torture, making people who feel that they have finally stood up in this alien dimension feel insignificant again.

"Young master, the monk can't hold on for long. Let me help you escape." Cheng Xiaoshan said nervously.

"Just run. It's not difficult to escape with your physical skills. I don't have a chance." Wu Hen appeared relatively calm.

It is a matter of making a small investment for a big gain.

It is normal to fail.

If this battle concerns his life and property, Wu Hen will definitely not let himself stand on the edge of the cliff. Naturally, he will lie dormant and improve his strength first, and then compete with the Jiang Mansion and the Zeng Mansion...

Anyway, Wu Hen also carried out Lu Yun's last wish and fought a glorious battle for the entire Yacheng. The people of Yacheng also died standing. Not only did they have no regrets, they also planned to go down and tell their ancestors about their deeds of defeating the Jiang family army. As for Madam Zeng, she came from the Wu court, so she would not be blamed by her ancestors if she could not win.

"Then...then I won't run away. At worst I can start over again!" Cheng Xiaoshan said after overcoming her fear.

"There's no need. We didn't lose. We just temporarily lost the jurisdiction of Yacheng. Do you think I won't come back?" Wu Hen said.

Cheng Xiaoshan understood immediately.

Originally, they were all traveling through the Zhenwu Continent as passing souls. After obtaining sufficient information, they could officially step in. Cheng Xiaoshan had always felt that the man in front of her must be a human elite. If he had his own supernatural powers, he would not be unable to compete with an existence like Madam Zeng.

"Sir, you are right. Let's meet offline later and form an alliance. Then we will enter here in soul form and restore our dignity!" said the noble lady's guard.

In this fight, almost everyone was excited.

They came to the Zhenwu Continent in search of a way to evolve, and at the same time they were competing for resources with the powerful indigenous peoples in the alien wasteland. They were also unwilling to give up such a rare Yuling mine!
"Yes, we have been practicing here for too short a time. If we are given another year, with our cultivation level, the number of our compatriots, and our greater control over information, we will definitely be able to defend this Yacheng. Brothers, don't be scared. This is just a test. Next time, we will fight the Zeng family with real swords and guns!"

The blood in everyone's bones was brought out, especially when they saw their compatriots eating big bowls of meat and drinking big gulps of wine together a few days ago. They marveled at Mrs. Zeng's strength, but they would not be crushed by her.

"Brothers, I'm leaving first, we'll meet offline later!" "Go, grind her to pieces and make her suffer for a few days!"

"Twenty minutes later, he's still a good man!"

Madam Zeng was approaching step by step. She was enjoying the killing, but she also felt a little confused. Why were these people willing to risk their lives for Lu Yun? What kind of control skills did he use to make these chivalrous men act like dead?

As for the offline reunion that these people kept calling for, Mrs. Zeng didn't think it was anything special. It was nothing more than a reunion on the road to the underworld, just a fantasy of a group of lonely ghosts before they died.

"Young master, I will leave first." The monk finally couldn't hold on any longer, and even though he was covered in wounds, he did not forget to bid farewell to Wu Hen.

Wu Hen nodded, feeling a little regretful.

The monk has a good understanding. If he had not sacrificed here, he would have hopefully become a famous warrior in this Zhenwu world. Including the various masters summoned this time, it can be seen that they are all awakened people after experiencing various disasters. They can adapt to the environment of the alien wasteland in a short period of time, overcome the difficulties they encounter in the shortest time, and improve their strength in the shortest time. Wu Hen believes that they can also survive and evolve well by entering the alien dimension in the form of souls.

Well, these compatriots who were rescued did not let me down.

The reason for their failure this time was indeed only because they had practiced for too short a time. If they were given another year or two, the Jiang Mansion would not be a threat and Madam Zeng could be killed too!

The corpses were scattered all over the place near the city wall.

Dozens of blood streams have appeared inside and outside Yacheng, dyeing the streets red.

Wu Hen waved his hand, signaling the remaining compatriots not to make unnecessary sacrifices, and to keep the habitat and prepare for revenge later.

After confirming their desire for revenge, the remaining people did not blindly seek their deaths. Although they were unwilling to do so, they still left the battlefield.

There was no way Wu Hen could leave, as Madam Zeng and her Wu Rui had blocked his routes in four directions.

Holding the bloody holy knife, Mrs. Zeng has arrived in front of Wu Hen.

She looked at Wu Hen with the arrogant attitude of a winner.

Wu Hen could hear the flow of her inner energy through his hearing...

It can be seen that Mrs. Zeng's killing spree also consumed a lot of physical strength and true energy. After all, she is not a true martial saint. Even if she has the equipment of a martial saint, fighting like this is a burden on her body.

After regulating her breath for a moment, she stepped onto the stone steps and raised the knife in her hand towards Wu Hen. Seeing that Wu Hen had no intention of resisting and no fear, the smile on Mrs. Zeng's face became less bright.

"Jiang Lang is a fool. Even if he surrenders to me, I won't keep him."

"You are very smart and a talented person."

"You could have been my dog. No one would have dared to order you around except me. You would have been in a higher position than you are now. But you chose the most foolish path and became my enemy!"

Madam Zeng glanced at the city, then her eyes swept over the poor people of Yacheng.

"I heard that you love them very much and you are not afraid of me. It is you who put your own life and death aside. But I know that you care about these people very much. Then I will slaughter them one by one and let you watch them die because of you. Finally, I will break your limbs and leave you with only a mouth. You will survive by eating horse manure. Next year, I will hang you on the highest point in the city to feed the evil birds!!"

"Let them peck out your eyes, let them tear off your skin and flesh, let them eat up your internal organs..."

"You are the best example. Let everyone in this territory who thinks they are smart know that this is the fate of being an enemy of Zeng Feng!!"

“Hehehehahahaha!!”

Mrs. Zeng laughed crazily, and her voice echoed throughout Yacheng.

Wu Hen didn't hear a word, he had a poison bead in his mouth.

It's time to log off. The last battle in Lu Yun's life indeed caused a sensation in the entire territory. No one would think that he was a coward, but only felt sorry for him because he was born at the wrong time!

The moment he bit off the poison bead, Wu Hen still looked towards the direction of the Yuku Mountain Mine with nostalgia. The only thing he was reluctant to leave was the girl in the straw raincoat...

(End of this chapter)