txolops Chapter 5 Blood Burning Pill
Chapter 5 Blood Burning Pill
"Excellent! You two are truly good disciples!"
"Han Li, are you here to die too?" Mo Juren's eyes darted between the two men, his face extremely ugly.
Han Li did not answer, but simply held the crossbow steadily in his hand, staring coldly at Mo Juren.
"Zhang Tie, are you alright?" Han Li's voice was tinged with worry.
Zhang Tie leaned against the wall, panting heavily.
"I'm not dead yet, Han Li! This old bastard is injured, let's finish him off together!"
Mo Juren's expression finally changed.
"Han Li, I took you as my disciple and taught you literature and martial arts, and this is how you repay me?"
Han Li remained silent. Now that he had witnessed Mo Juren attack Zhang Tie, his doubts were completely dispelled. Without further hesitation, he pulled the trigger with his right index finger, the crossbow string vibrated, and the arrow pierced Mo Juren's throat.
Mo Juren snorted coldly and easily deflected the arrow with a wave of his right hand.
Han Li moved swiftly, turning his crossbow into a hidden weapon and throwing it at Mo Juren. At the same time, he drew a short knife from his waist and lunged forward.
At the same time, Zhang Tie also made his move, and the two attacked Mo Juren from opposite sides.
"Han Li, attack his waist and calves!!!"
Mo Juren's two wounds had already reopened, and his waist and calves were covered in blood. Han Li seized the opportunity and stabbed at the waist with his short knife, forcing Mo Juren to make a move and block.
But this gave Zhang Tie an opportunity. He released a little spiritual energy from his right hand and used the Earth Spike Technique for the eighth time.
"Pfft!"
A spike much thicker and longer than before pierced out from under Mo Juren's feet, forcing him to dodge. As he retreated, Han Li immediately closed in, thrusting his short knife towards his lower back.
Mo Juren suddenly turned around and slapped the short knife away with his palm, but in doing so, his back was completely exposed to Zhang Tie.
It's now!
Zhang Tie channeled all his spiritual power into his right hand.
"boom!"
Two thorns emerged from behind Mo Juren, one piercing his lower back and the other his thigh.
Mo Juren sensed it and, disregarding the threat of Han Li's short sword, forcibly twisted his body in mid-air. The earth spike on his back grazed his ribs, dodging the fatal blow, but he couldn't avoid the earth spike on his thigh!
The sharp point of the soil spike pierced directly through Mo Juren's thigh.
"ah--"
Mo Juren let out a cry of pain, followed by a roar of anger!
Blood gushed from the wound, and Mo Juren could barely stand.
Han Li seized the opportunity and stabbed Mo Juren in the chest!
Mo Juren gritted his teeth, raised his hand to grab Han Li's wrist, and twisted it sharply, intending to cripple Han Li's hand, but then he heard another noise behind him and had to turn back to defend!
"Bang!"
Mo Juren stumbled back a few steps and crashed into the wooden wall. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and the three wounds all over his body were even more horrific.
He was in very bad shape. His gray robe was soaked in blood and turned dark red. Excessive blood loss also made his face look extremely pale, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat!
Zhang Tie and Han Li flanked Mo Juren from the left and right!
Mo Juren glanced at Zhang Tie, then at Han Li, and suddenly laughed!
"I never thought that I, Mo Juren, would be forced to this point by two young brats! Zhang Tie, Han Li, I really underestimated you!" Mo Juren's voice was hoarse, and his smile was full of bitterness.
Zhang Tie didn't say anything, but gave Han Li a look before preparing to pounce on the old ghost, Jie Mo Juren!
Unexpectedly, Mo Juren took out a red pill from his pocket and put it directly into his mouth.
Zhang Tie's pupils contracted, a bad premonition creeping into his heart. He raised his hand and threw a punch at Mo Juren's head, trying to stop Mo Juren!
But the moment Mo Juren swallowed the red pill, an abnormal flush appeared on his face, and his eyes instantly became bloodshot, with the whites of his eyes almost invisible.
"Even if I die, I will take you two traitors with me to the grave!"
Mo Juren's words were filled with madness. Before Zhang Tie's fist could land, Mo Juren flashed forward, took a step in front of Han Li, and slapped Han Li's face with a palm.
Han Li reacted and raised his hand to block. With a crack, the sound of bones breaking rang out, and Han Li's figure flew backward, smashing through the wooden door and falling out of the wooden house.
"Han Li!" Zhang Tie exclaimed in surprise.
Mo Juren did not continue to pursue Han Li, but turned around and stared intently at Zhang Tie with his blood-red eyes.
"This was all your idea, you brat! Die!!!"
Zhang Tie sensed something was wrong, but without hesitation, he immediately unleashed the ninth Earth Spike Technique.
"Pfft pfft pfft!"
Three earthen spikes shot out from in front of Mo Juren. Mo Juren neither dodged nor avoided them, kicking one of them to pieces. Although his leg was pierced by the shards, he seemed not to feel any pain. He did not stop his steps at all and charged straight towards Zhang Tie.
Mo Juren's condition is not right. Could it be because of that red pill?
Zhang Tiexin suddenly fell to rock bottom!
Mo Juren struck down with his palm, and Zhang Tie rolled to the side with all his might.
"Bang!"
The palm strike slammed into the wall Zhang Tie had just been leaning against, causing the entire wall to collapse and bury him beneath it.
"Any last words?" Mo Juren walked up to him and looked down at Zhang Tie, who was lying underneath him.
Blood trickled from the corner of Zhang Tie's mouth, and he felt pain all over his body. Hearing Mo Juren's words, he raised his head and a smile appeared on his lips.
"Yes! His last words were... 'You stepped on my spike!'"
The last wisp of spiritual energy poured out, which was also Zhang Tie's last strike before he was exhausted!
A burr suddenly shot out from under Mo Juren's foot, piercing through his instep and then his abdomen!
"Ah!" Mo Juren let out a scream, the flush on his face quickly fading, replaced by a deathly paleness.
The effects of that red pill have worn off?
At this moment, Mo Juren was lying on the ground, panting heavily, his left foot nailed to the ground, unable to move.
After the effects of the medicine wore off, Mo Juren's eyes were unfocused and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, as if some evil spirit had drained his life force.
There was a noise outside the door. Han Li stood up, leaning against the wall. His left arm had been severely injured and was hanging down in front of him. He picked up the short knife from the ground with his right hand and went into the wooden house.
Zhang Tie also crawled out of the rubble. The two looked at each other and saw the lingering fear in each other's eyes.
That old devil Mo Juren is just too hard to kill!
"Finish him off!" Zhang Tie gasped for breath.
Han Li gripped his short sword and walked up to Mo Juren.
Mo Juren raised his head and looked at Han Li. His eyes were complicated, showing anger at being ambushed, resentment and fear, and even a hint of relief that was hard to explain.
"Zhang Tie, Han Li, do you really want to become traitors?" Mo Juren's voice was tinged with fear.
If he weren't afraid of death, he wouldn't have listened to Yu Zitong's instigation and plotted to possess Han Li's body.
Seeing Han Li hesitate, Zhang Tie snatched the dagger and held it to Mo Juren's throat.
"It's best to avoid such laughable remarks. It's all about the victor and the vanquished. You probably don't have any last words, do you?"
Mo Juren stared at Zhang Tie, a look of resentment flashing in his eyes.
Without further hesitation, Zhang Tie flicked his wrist, and the short knife slashed across the surface. Mo Juren's body stiffened abruptly, then went limp.
[The host personally kills the treacherous Mo Juren!]
[Causality Value +500]
Current causality value: 520
Hearing the notification, Zhang Tie breathed a sigh of relief.
It's over... No, not yet!!!