Wizard: Grinding experience starting with Knight's Breathing Technique

Chapter 60 Bloodbath! (Please continue reading)

Although Sir Fred is merely a retainer of Levi, Levi cannot currently relinquish Fred.

Moreover, Li Wei had to settle things with the voice of the dead bird, otherwise it would never end, and he would never be able to live a normal life.

The enemy is a powerful individual who has mastered two breathing techniques simultaneously.

Compared to the previous assassins of the Deathbird's Voice, his strength is far superior.

However, Li Wei believed that with the advantage of his four breathing techniques and polygonal warriors, plus the various methods he had prepared, his opponent might not be his match.

He rode Little White through the mountains and forests. He often came to this area to hunt, so he was very familiar with the terrain.

Soon, Li Wei saw the burly man. The man's right hand was hanging down, as if he had been seriously injured, bleeding profusely, and black smoke was billowing around him.

Fred was left aside, his fate unknown.

Li Wei calmed himself down, and riding the giant bear, he asked calmly, "Sir, before I kill you, can you tell me who your client is? Who is so cowardly and despicable that they have to repeatedly ask you to kill a minor?"

Tieshan shrugged and grinned coldly, "I don't know, but you're wrong about one thing: the one who should die is... you!"

After saying that, Tieshan shot out like a cannonball. He didn't even use a weapon, but instead used his left fist, which was covered in black energy, to smash directly at Li Wei.

Li Wei drew Frostmourne and leaped off the giant bear.

A golden cross slash brimming with murderous intent!

Ripples spread across the void!

Ripple Slash!

Tieshan's expression changed slightly. His right palm was shattered by Old Fred's attack. He didn't expect that Old Fred, the "Dawn Swordsman," would use such an attack, and even a kid like Li Wei could use such exquisite sword skills!

Therefore, he intended to use his powerful physique to directly defeat Li Wei's Iron Mountain, but he actually dodged Li Wei's attack.

Seeing this, Li Wei sneered and unleashed a barrage of sword strikes towards Tieshan.

At the same time, the three brothers also launched an attack on Tieshan.

While Li Wei and his three brothers were holding off Tie Shan, several soldiers immediately lifted Fred up and, as Li Wei had instructed, took him down the mountain to the doctor.

Li Wei didn't know if Fred could be saved after suffering such severe injuries, given the limited medical technology in this world and the extremely heavy blows of the assassin.

So all he could do was tear this man to pieces to avenge Fred!

Among the three brothers, the chubby one roared and slammed his terrifying bear paw toward Tieshan. Tieshan neither dodged nor avoided it; the black aura on his arm was thick and as hard as asphalt.

The bear claws only left scratches, causing some minor superficial injuries.

Li Wei also noticed that the arrowheads of the four iron arrows on Tie Shan's back only managed to pierce into Tie Shan's muscle layer before failing to go any further. Now that Tie Shan was carrying them on his back, he didn't care about the blood flowing down his back.

His chest and back were covered in scars, which he considered an honor.

Tieshan's moves were wide and powerful, each palm containing boundless power. He was agile and managed to stay at ease despite being surrounded and attacked by Li Wei and the three brothers. What was most eerie was that his upper body, from the waist up, was shrouded in black mist. The black mist in some key areas flowed slowly like asphalt, extremely thick.

Whether it was the bear's claws or Li Wei's ordinary sword strikes, he either dodged them or directly withstood them.

"This should also be a high-quality breathing technique." At this moment, Li Wei realized how unreasonable it was for him to use the Black Serpent Breathing Technique to bully those rudimentary breathing techniques.

Li Wei's upper body clothing was tattered, revealing his chainmail, which was also torn open, exposing the black aura emanating from his arms and neck.

"As expected of the Black Serpent's offspring, your Black Serpent Breathing Technique is quite good. However, it's still not enough. What a pity that such a promising talent is about to die." Tie Shan attacked while spewing trash talk, trying to disrupt Li Wei's composure.

Li Wei gritted his teeth, and all four of his breathing techniques were running at high speed. Except for the Human-Faced Spider Breathing Technique, which was not yet at the fourth level, the black energy generated by the other breathing techniques was all circulating on Li Wei's body.

Three seeds of life throbbed violently in his heart, and the Golden Cross Slash was deadly and dangerous with every move!

Before long, Li Wei's Frostmourne, amidst its mournful cries, could not withstand Li Wei's high-intensity Ripple power and shattered.

Tieshan's body was also covered in wounds, with deep, gruesome cuts visible on his body.

"You don't even have a sword anymore, what are you going to use to fight me!"

Tieshan used black energy to stop his injuries, dodged Xiaobai who pounced on him, and then slapped away a soldier who overestimated himself and tried to ambush him. The soldier flew ten meters away and crashed hard into a tree, his life hanging in the balance.

He grinned maliciously and charged at Li Wei once more.

Li Wei drew the Black Serpent Dagger.

"die!"

puff.

Tieshan gripped the dagger that Li Wei was thrusting at him.

Under Li Wei's ripple power, the sharp dagger sliced ​​through the black aura protecting Iron Mountain, leaving a deep wound on his palm that reached the bone. A numbing sensation came from the wound.

"Heh, you actually used poison?" Tie Shan sneered, and then punched Li Wei in the chest. The force of the punch penetrated the two layers of chainmail Li Wei was wearing, directly deforming and denting the inner breastplate.

puff.

Li Wei was sent flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, he raised both hands in the process.

A handful of white powder flew towards the burly man's face.

Tieshan covered his eyes with his hands, which were like palm-leaf fans.

"Good lad, you've actually learned our Deathbird's Cry's signature move: sprinkling quicklime!"

Tieshan instinctively covered his eyes, but his panting mouth and nose accidentally inhaled some quicklime powder.

Li Wei didn't speak. He felt as if his ribs were broken from that punch. The Black Serpent Seed and the other life seeds had almost reached their limits.

Tieshan was also panting heavily. Although there were no fatal wounds, various injuries had caused him to bleed excessively. In particular, the first sword strike from Sir Fred had severely injured his right palm. He had just forced himself to fight with his already severely injured right palm. Even if he killed Li Wei, his right palm would most likely be ruined. With his high-ranking knight's physique, it would be impossible for him to recover his almost shattered right palm.

Thinking of this, he immediately wanted to twist Li Wei's head off.

The three brothers, dragging their injured bodies, stood in front of Li Wei, baring their teeth at Tie Shan, while Little Fatty charged forward again.

The few surviving soldiers also fired arrows at Tieshan, but to little avail; the arrows were either deflected or missed their mark.

Before long, the three brothers were beaten down again. Even with their strong physiques, they were now extremely weak, and Tieshan had torn off a lot of their fur. Li Wei dragged his injured body to fight Tieshan again.

"I'm going to twist your head off, and then..."

After Tieshan finished speaking, he suddenly felt dizzy and lightheaded, his blood and qi surged, and his blood vessels bulged all over his body, with countless drops of blood starting to seep out. He immediately realized something was wrong, touched the blood in his nose, and before he could say anything, he collapsed to the ground.

Seeing this, Li Wei ordered his soldiers to fire a volley of arrows, turning the fallen Iron Mountain into a pincushion. He then picked up the broken Frostmourne and used it to cut off all four of the strong man's limbs.

Bathed in blood, he gasped for breath, gazing at the blood-stained battlefield. Beneath his calm exterior, an endless rage burned.

"Idiot, that's not quicklime."

(End of this chapter)