Gou Zai Wudao Shi Lian Shen

Lu Chen pursued the Crimson Blood Deer all the way.

This strange beast was extremely fast; even when injured, it still moved like a blazing fire through the forest.

Lu Chen unleashed the Golden Ape Through the Forest Leg, his body undulating through the forest, landing silently, leaping like an ape, always following behind the Crimson Blood Deer.

A short while later, a shout suddenly came from ahead.

Lu Chen paused, his eyes flickering slightly.

Ahead, the branches and leaves of the mountain forest swayed, and one could vaguely see figures moving about, along with the rattling sound of iron chains.

He did not rush out rashly.

Instead, he lightly touched the ground with his toes, and like a mountain ape climbing a branch, he leaped up and landed lightly on a thick branch of an ancient tree.

The branches and leaves concealed his figure.

Lu Chen half-squatted on it, parted a few leaves, and looked down.

A group of martial artists dressed in black were seen surrounding the Crimson Blood Deer in the forest.

Hearing the shouts below, Lu Chen quickly recognized who these people were.

Weiyuan Hall.

It seems that the escaped Crimson Blood Deer just happened to run into the Weiyuantang people who were hunting in the mountains.

Lu Chen's eyes darkened slightly as he hid in the tree, observing the situation.

In the forest, Du Jincheng, wielding a large knife, strode toward the Crimson Blood Deer.

He was burly, with bulging muscles in his arms, and his peak-level blood and qi surged within him, making him incredibly imposing.

"Grab it!"

Du Jincheng roared, the ground beneath his feet exploded, and he raised his broadsword high, the blade reflecting the dim light of the forest, aiming straight for the neck of the Crimson Blood Deer.

The red deer was struggling frantically as both of its hind legs were bound by iron chains.

The iron chains were taut and straight. Several Weiyuan Hall disciples, their faces flushed, struggled to push off the ground, but were still dragged forward repeatedly.

Seeing Du Jincheng charging towards it, the Crimson Deer suddenly turned around, its blood-red beast eyes blazing with ferocity.

It bowed its head and bumped it.

The pair of blood-red antlers slammed into Du Jincheng.

clang!

The corners of the knives intersect.

Du Jincheng's arms jolted, his hands went numb, and he was forced back half a step by the force of the impact.

Taking advantage of the situation, the Crimson Deer raised its head, almost knocking the broadsword out of his hand.

"You beast!"

There was no fear in Du Jincheng's eyes; on the contrary, he became even more excited.

The fiercer the red-blooded deer, the stronger its vital essence and blood.

He lowered his waist and hips, boosted his energy, gripped the knife with both hands, and slashed horizontally.

The blade swept across the Crimson Blood Deer's shoulder and back, slicing open a long, bloody gash.

Crimson blood spurted out and landed on the ground, where it even emitted a faint steam.

The red-blooded deer, in pain, raised its head and cried out.

"Yo—!"

The sound was sharp and piercing, making everyone's eardrums hurt.

It stomped its hooves, the iron chains on its hind legs rattling, and dragged several Weiyuan Hall disciples forward a few steps.

Hang in there!

Sun Qingyan gritted his teeth and roared, his arms bulging with veins as he gripped the iron chain with all his might.

However, the Crimson Blood Deer was too strong, and one of the disciples slipped and was dragged to the ground by the iron chains.

The red-blooded deer seized the opportunity and kicked with its hind legs.

boom!

The disciple's forehead exploded, and he flew backward, crashing into a tree trunk and falling silent on the spot.

"Damn it!"

Du Jincheng's face darkened, and he stomped his foot.

The soil exploded, and he used the momentum to rush forward, slashing repeatedly with his broadsword, the blade light pressing down on the Crimson Blood Deer layer after layer.

The Crimson Blood Deer was restricted by iron chains, which greatly reduced its speed, but it was still extremely ferocious.

Its blood-red beastly eyes stared intently at Du Jincheng, its mouth and nose spewing out scorching white steam, its front hooves pawing the ground, and it suddenly lowered its head to ram him.

clang!

Blood horn blocked the blade, sparks flew everywhere.

Du Jincheng's arms went numb, but he gritted his teeth and refused to back down, slashing at Lu Jing with his backhand.

The Crimson Blood Deer twisted its body to avoid the attack, its blood-red antlers almost grazing Du Jincheng's chest. The force of the wind tore through his clothes, startling the Weiyuan Hall disciples nearby, who turned pale.

"Hold on!"

"Don't let it turn around!"

Sun Qingyan shouted hoarsely.

Several disciples of Weiyuan Hall clung tightly to the iron chain, their feet sinking into the mud, their palms bleeding from the friction of the chain, yet they dared not let go.

Splash!

The sound of iron chains echoed shrilly through the forest.

One cord was wrapped around the hind legs, another around the front hooves, and yet another was looped around the neck of the red-blooded deer.

With each additional iron chain, the Crimson Blood Deer moved a fraction slower.

But it has become increasingly insane.

The disciples of Weiyuan Hall were also in a bloodthirsty frenzy.

The essence blood of the strange beast is right before my eyes.

Everyone knew that as long as they could survive this final stretch, the Crimson Deer would be their prize.

"superior!"

"Take its horns!"

Two more disciples rushed forward, risking their lives to wrap the iron chain around Bloodhorn, then went around the old tree next to them and pulled hard.

The red-blooded deer's head was forcibly pulled to the side, and its massive body staggered a step.

Du Jincheng had been waiting for this moment.

His blood boiled, and he leaped high into the air, gripping the knife with both hands. The blade slashed down fiercely with a heavy whooshing sound.

Sensing danger, the red-blooded deer desperately raised its antlers to defend itself.

The deer antlers pulled on the chains, stopping Du Jincheng's knife.

But the immense impact also caused the Crimson Blood Deer's head to jolt and its body to tremble violently.

The disciples pulled hard, and Du Jincheng pressed down with both arms, his face contorted with bulging veins.

"Die!"

The blade slid down the blood-red horn and slashed fiercely into the shoulder and neck of the Crimson Blood Deer.

puff!

Blood gushed out.

The scalding hot deer blood splattered onto the muddy ground, making a hissing sound.

The cut went very deep into the flesh, directly into the bone.

The Crimson Deer let out a long, painful cry, staggered a few steps, its forelegs buckled, and it almost collapsed to its knees.

"It can't hold on any longer!"

The disciples of Weiyuantang were greatly encouraged.

Sun Qingyan immediately roared, "Tighten it! Don't let it recover!"

Several iron chains were taut at the same time.

The red deer was forcibly pulled backward, its body arching backward, blood gushing from the wounds on its shoulders and neck, staining large patches of soil red.

It struggled desperately, its hooves pounding wildly, carving deep furrows into the muddy ground.

But the iron chains binding him tightened more and more, causing his flesh to rip and rip.

Finally, it could no longer hold on, let out a long cry, and knelt heavily on its front hooves.

boom!

The massive body crashed into the mud, splattering a cloud of blood and mud.

Du Jincheng was panting heavily, his chest heaving violently.

His hands, gripping the knife, were also going numb, but his face was full of a sinister grin.

"brute."

"You can't escape today."

The disciples of Weiyuan Hall looked at the heavily injured Crimson Blood Deer lying on the ground, their eyes filled with wild joy.

Someone licked their chapped lips, their voice trembling.

They were rewarded for hunting such a large, blood-red deer, and each of them was entitled to at least a share of its essence.

Just then, a series of rapid footsteps came from all directions.

rustling --

The leaves swayed.

The shrubs are separated.

A figure was rapidly approaching through the woods.

Du Jincheng's smile vanished instantly, and he looked up abruptly.

"Who is it?"

His gaze was sharp as he swept across the surroundings.

The disciples of Weiyuan Hall then realized something was wrong.

They were so focused on hunting the Crimson Blood Deer that they didn't notice a group of people had appeared around the forest.

These people, dressed in gray and white outfits with crane patterns embroidered on their cuffs, surrounded them along with the deer.

They were from the Thousand Crane Martial Arts School.

The disciples of Weiyuan Hall froze in their ecstasy.

"Qianhe Martial Arts School?"

"How did they get here?"

"Oh no..."

Du Jincheng's face also darkened.

Shen Fangzhou stepped out from the crowd, his gaze first falling on the heavily injured Crimson Blood Deer lying on the ground, then sweeping over the mess on the ground, and finally stopping on Du Jincheng's face.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Du Jincheng".

"They stole the exotic beast from our Qianhe Martial Arts School and killed all my fellow disciples."

"Today, I will make every one of you from Weiyuan Hall pay with your lives for my junior brother!"

Upon hearing this, the disciples of Qianhe Martial Arts School drew their swords.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The sounds of swords being drawn blended together.

The faces of everyone at Weiyuan Hall were grim.

They had just hunted the Crimson Blood Deer, which had taken a toll on them, and several of their disciples were injured. Now, surrounded by the Thousand Crane Martial Arts School, their situation was extremely unfavorable.