Gou Zai Wudao Shi Lian Shen

When Shen Fangzhou and Ma Chongshan arrived at the mountain valley with their men, the red smoke in the forest had not completely dissipated.

The group walked very fast, their footsteps crushing the fallen leaves on the ground.

Shen Fangzhou walked at the front, his face gloomy.

As soon as the signal arrow was launched, he knew that Zhou Mingqi must have discovered the traces of the strange beast, so he rushed over by urging his qi and blood, afraid that if he was a step too late, the strange beast would escape.

But when they rushed into the ravine, they did not see any strange beasts.

Instead, there was a pile of corpses.

The smell of blood was so strong it was pungent.

Broken trees, overturned soil, scorched grass, and several Qianhe Martial Arts School disciples lying haphazardly on the ground.

Shen Fangzhou stopped abruptly.

The expressions of the people behind him also changed drastically.

"Junior Brother Zhou?"

Ma Chongshan was the first to recognize Zhou Mingqi lying in the mud. He rushed over and his pupils suddenly contracted.

Zhou Mingqi's eyes were wide open, his face still showing fear, and his neck was twisted to the side at an odd angle, clearly indicating that his neck had been forcibly broken.

"Junior Brother Zhou is dead..."

Shen Fangzhou's face instantly turned ashen.

He walked to Zhou Mingqi's corpse, looked down at the unseeing face, and felt his blood surge.

"Damn it!"

"Who dares to oppose my Thousand Crane Martial Arts School?!"

boom!

The peak-level Qi and blood of the Blood Transformation Realm surged from his body, causing the surrounding fallen leaves to scatter and fly in all directions. Several disciples who were close by felt a tightness in their chests and quickly retreated.

Shen Fangzhou's gaze was sharp as a knife, sweeping across the entire mountain valley.

"Where are the strange beasts?"

"Junior Brother Zhou fired a signal arrow, which means that the strange beast has been discovered."

"Now the strange beasts are gone, but all the people are dead."

"Someone beat us to it!"

At this moment, Ma Chongshan squatted down and examined each corpse one by one.

The more he looked, the uglier his expression became.

The deaths of these Qianhe Martial Arts School disciples were very strange.

Some wrist bones were misaligned, and some shoulders and elbows were twisted.

Some throats were crushed.

It doesn't seem like he was injured by a strange beast.

Instead, his joints were cleanly and decisively broken, killing him instantly.

His face darkened.

"Senior Brother Shen."

Shen Fangzhou looked at him coldly: "What did you figure out?"

Ma Chongshan slowly stood up, gritting his teeth as he said, "It's a grappling technique."

Shen Fangzhou's eyes narrowed.

"Grappling techniques?"

Ma Chongshan nodded, his voice growing increasingly cold.

"It's definitely the Iron Wire Grappling Technique from Weiyuan Hall."

Upon hearing this, several of Qianhe's disciples nearby became enraged.

"Weiyuan Hall?"

"Is it those bastards?"

"They also entered Xiling; they must have seen the signal arrow!"

Ma Chongshan looked at Zhou Mingqi's corpse, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

"Junior Brother Zhou and the others have most likely already surrounded the strange beast."

"As a result, the people from Weiyuan Hall saw that the whistle-wielding soldiers had arrived first, and while they were entangled in fighting the strange beasts, they attacked from behind."

"Otherwise, with Junior Brother Zhou's Blood Transformation Mastery level, how could he have died so suddenly?"

Shen Fangzhou's eyes suddenly blazed with murderous intent.

"it is good."

"What a magnificent Weiyuan Hall."

He spoke each word with gritted teeth.

"It's one thing for them to compete with our Qianhe Martial Arts School for territory and disciples in the county town on ordinary days."

"Now, for the sake of a strange beast, they dare to kill my martial arts school's disciples!"

Ma Chongshan angrily said, "Senior Brother Shen, we can't let this go!"

Shen Fangzhou slowly raised his head and looked into the depths of the mountains and forests.

The shadows of nearby trees swayed, and a patch of broken bushes could be seen, which was the direction the red-blooded deer had fled.

He glanced at it, then suddenly sneered, "The beast must have escaped in the chaos; the people from Weiyuan Hall will definitely give chase."

"Let's chase after them and avenge our junior brothers!"

"Anyone found in the Weiyuan Hall is to be killed without mercy!"

"Yes!" the disciples replied in unison, their killing intent surging!

……

The group from Weiyuantang is now conducting a deep search in Xiling.

The leader was a burly man with broad shoulders and a thick back. He wore a black outfit, iron wrist guards, and a long sword at his waist. He was none other than Du Jincheng, the senior disciple of Weiyuan Hall.

Du Jincheng is in his early thirties and is a peak-level martial artist with exceptionally solid external martial arts skills. He enjoys a high reputation among the disciples of Weiyuan Hall.

His purpose in leading the team into the mountains was to find a rare beast's essence blood for Weiyuan Hall, so that his fellow disciples participating in the martial arts training could advance further.

However, after searching for most of the day, they found nothing.

Several of the junior disciples were getting agitated.

"Senior Brother, the Thousand Crane Martial Arts School and the Huang family have also entered the mountain."

"If this continues, I'm afraid someone else will run into the monster first."

Du Jincheng frowned and said, "What's the rush?"

"Everything requires patience!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a sharp whistling sound suddenly came from the distant mountains and forests.

call out--!

Everyone looked up at the same time.

A plume of red smoke exploded in mid-air, still clearly visible through the layers of tree shadows.

The disciples of Weiyuan Hall were immediately invigorated.

"Sentinel!"

"Who sent the signal?"

"There's definitely something going on over there!"

Du Jincheng's eyes narrowed, then he sneered.

Something's definitely going on.

"Let's go take a look!"

The group immediately changed direction and headed towards the location where the red smoke was rising.

They moved swiftly through the mountains and forests.

But before they had gone very far, a loud noise suddenly came from the dense forest ahead.

Click!Click!

The bushes were snapped and flew in all directions.

Du Jincheng suddenly raised his hand.

"stop!"

Everyone immediately stopped and gripped their weapons.

The next moment, a crimson figure rushed out from the dense forest.

It was a tall mountain deer.

Its entire body was covered in red stripes, its four hooves were like fire, and a pair of blood-jade-like antlers on its head gleamed with an eerie luster in the dim forest.

It ran extremely fast, and wherever its hooves trod, the grass blades were slightly scorched and curled, and the air was filled with a scorching, fishy smell.

Du Jincheng's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Um?"

"A strange beast?"

He was startled at first, then his face lit up with barely suppressed ecstasy.

"Red Blood Deer!"

"It's a Crimson Blood Deer!"

The disciples of Weiyuan Hall were stunned for a moment, then their eyes lit up.

"Hahaha!"

"Isn't this like delivering yourself right to our doorstep?"

"What incredible luck!"

Several of the junior disciples couldn't help but laugh out loud.

They searched diligently for a long time without finding it, but unexpectedly, the strange beast crashed into them on its own.

Du Jincheng's smile quickly faded.

After all, he was the senior disciple of Weiyuan Hall, and his insight was far more discerning than that of others.

The Crimson Blood Deer had several knife wounds on its body, and its aura was wild, indicating that its ferocity had been completely aroused.

This is not a piece of easy money delivered to our door.

Instead, it was a ferocious beast driven to desperation.

Du Jincheng said in a deep voice, "Don't be careless!"

"Surround it, don't let it get away!"

The disciples of Weiyuan Hall immediately took action.

The disciples of Weiyuan Hall immediately stopped smiling and dispersed.

They had come well-prepared, carrying not only swords but also several iron chains specifically designed to restrain strange beasts. Several disciples flanked them from both sides, the iron chains rattling as they aimed to lasso the Crimson Blood Deer's hooves and antlers.

Seeing that its path was blocked, the Crimson Deer's eyes gleamed with ferocity.

It let out a loud cry and then rammed its head into the disciple at the front.

The disciple's expression changed drastically, and he quickly dodged the attack.

boom!

Bloodhorn slammed hard into an old tree.

The tree trunk instantly split in half, sending wood chips flying like projectiles, startling several disciples who quickly raised their arms to shield themselves.

Just as the Crimson Blood Deer paused after crashing into the tree, the true disciple Sun Qingyan reacted swiftly, throwing out an iron chain that snagged the deer's left hind leg.

His arm muscles bulged, his blood surged, and he pulled back sharply.

The red deer was pulled to one side, its four hooves carving deep furrows in the mud.

"Help me quickly!"

Sun Qingyan's face flushed red, veins bulging on his forehead, and he shouted.

Two Weiyuan Hall disciples immediately pounced, one grabbing the iron chain while the other swung it again to lasso the other hind leg.

Du Jincheng drew his long sword and charged toward the Crimson Blood Deer with a loud laugh!

"Grab it!"

"This crimson deer now belongs to my Weiyuan Hall!"