Chapter 106 Blood Cloud Village
"I was wondering who you were. It turns out to be Brother Ni Shen! I haven't seen you for a few years. I wonder which school you are studying under now?" Zheng Xinghan bowed and greeted a man who had a tumor on his forehead and exuded a gloomy aura.
"Brother Zheng, why do you ask when you already know the answer? Don't you recognize this logo?" Ni Shen shook his gray robe.
Three crossed blood-red sword symbols were embroidered on the left chest of the robe.
"It turns out that Brother Ni is now in a high position in Xueyun Village. I am so sorry for my disrespect!" Zheng Xinghan bowed.
"Blood Cloud Village!" Qin Ziling's pupils shrank slightly, revealing a hint of coldness. Only then did Mu Xuan see the mark on Ni Shen's chest clearly. She looked around and found that there was another person who had three blood swords embroidered on his chest like him. The remaining four people all had two blood swords. Her face suddenly turned pale and she explained to Qin Ziling in a low voice.
"Three blood swords in the Blood Cloud Village represent iron-skinned warriors, two represent cow-skinned warriors, and one represents ordinary village soldiers. The situation is not good!"
Qin Ziling nodded calmly. These people did not hide their blood and energy fluctuations at all, and he could see through them at a glance.
"Okay, okay. Brother Zheng, how are you going to resolve this matter today?" Ni Shen said with a wry smile.
"Brother Ni, please draw a path for me."
"Let's put it this way. We all know each other now. Leave all your things behind, and leave the girl behind as well. As for you, break one of your own hands. That's not too much, right?" Ni Shen said slowly, gently touching his left hand with his right hand as he spoke.
Two fingers were missing from his left hand.
"Brother Ni, are you not going to talk anymore?" Zheng Xinghan's face darkened .
"That's right! I just don't plan to talk! There's a road to heaven but you don't take it, there's no door to hell but you insist on breaking in! You broke two of my fingers back then, and I've wanted to take revenge on you for a long time, but unfortunately you were in the city and I couldn't find a chance. I didn't expect that God would open his eyes and we would meet in this wilderness today!" Ni Shen's face suddenly changed, and his eyes shot out a fierce look.
"I'll leave all my things behind, and everyone can take away!" Zheng Xinghan said in a deep voice.
"Brother Zheng, is there something wrong with your brain? Can't you understand what I'm saying?" Ni Shen asked grimly.
"Brother Ni, don't push us too far ! That's right, you have two iron-skinned warriors and four cow-skinned warriors, and we only have one iron-skinned warrior and two cow-skinned warriors. You have the upper hand.
But if you really risk your life, do you think you can keep us here? Won't you suffer casualties? We are all out here just to make money, why risk our lives? "Zheng Xinghan said coldly, his blood surging, emitting a powerful aura.
"Zheng Xinghan, what you said makes sense." Ni Shen nodded, then suddenly smiled sinisterly at Zheng Xinghan and the other two, and changed the subject: "But what if we have three iron-skinned martial artists and six cow-skinned martial artists? Do you still think so?"
After saying that, Ni Shen clapped his hands, and three more people walked out of the jungle on the right side of the Taoist temple.
Three teams formed a triangle and surrounded the three people.
The last team of three came out. The leader was a bald, pockmarked face, with a broad back and strong waist, nearly two meters tall. His arms, which were much stronger than those of ordinary people, held an iron rod as thick as the mouth of a teacup. His whole body was filled with blood and energy, and he looked like a ferocious beast in human form. One could tell at a glance that he was a man born with natural martial arts skills.
Zheng Xinghan glanced at the man on the right, and his heart sank.
Alone against two iron-clad warriors, he still has a chance to fight and carve out a bloody path.
As for Qin Ziling and Mu Xuan, although Qin Ziling's blood and energy are average, he is good at fighting. Mu Xuan has been accumulating skills at the cowhide level for nearly two years and is about to sprint to the iron level. If the two perform well, they should have a chance to break through the siege of four people.
But with the addition of one more Iron-Sheet and two Cowhide-level warriors, Zheng Xinghan's hopes were instantly dashed.
"Once I launch the attack, don't worry about anything else and just rush forward into the jungle!" Zheng Xinghan quickly calmed down and spoke in a low voice.
"Senior Brother!" Mu Xuan said with red eyes.
"I will try my best to get out, you don't have to worry about me!" Zheng Xinghan said in a low voice.
"Ni Shen, have you had enough fun? If you have, get to work and solve it! The caravan will be here soon!" The bald man grinned and said in a loud voice, looking at Zheng Xinghan and others as if he were looking at a dish of food.
"Kill!" Before the bald man finished his words, Zheng Xinghan suddenly roared, exerted force with his feet, and leaped out like a cheetah. While in mid-air, one hand had already raised the knife, and the palm knife flashed a cold black light under the blood-red sunset.
He grabbed a package from the bag at his waist and threw it at Ni Shen who was the first to be hit.
The package exploded in the air, turning into pungent white powder, which blew towards Ni Shen in the direction of the wind.
Ni Shen's face changed slightly, and he quickly moved to the side to avoid the pungent powder that was flying in his face.
After Ni Shen's sudden move, only the two men standing behind him were left to block Zheng Xinghan's way.
Zheng Xinghan showed a hint of joy when he saw this. He chopped one of them with his palm knife and kicked the other one at the same time.
"Bang! Bang!" The sound of collision suddenly rang out.
Zheng Xinghan burst out with all his strength, knocking the two men back to both sides, but his own momentum was also blocked.
"Run away!" Zheng Xinghan roared again.
"Want to escape? Do you think I, Uncle Ma, am a vegetarian?" At this moment, the bald and burly man was stomping on the ground, making it shake. Like a mad rhinoceros, he rushed towards Qin Ziling and Mu Xuan who were following closely behind Zheng Xinghan with an iron rod in his hand. Before he arrived, the iron rod in his hand had already swept towards the two of them.
The iron rod swept across, the air whistling, and the power was amazing.
Mu Xuan was the first to be hit, and her clothes and long hair were blown away by the wind created by the iron rod.
Mu Xuan's face turned pale immediately. She couldn't resist that ferocious force at all.
If you really get hit by such a stick, you will probably be seriously injured immediately.
"Bastard!" Zheng Xinghan turned his head and saw this, his eyes furious. He was about to turn around to help block the iron rod.
"Brother Zheng, your opponent is me!" At this moment, Ni Shen sneered, and a machete appeared in his hand. He rushed up and chopped him on the head with the machete.
There was another iron-skinned warrior who did not come forward, but instead formed a circle on the outside with four cow-skinned warriors, and did not seem to have any intention of intervening.
The bald man is not only an iron-clad warrior, but also has natural supernatural powers . He is equivalent to two iron-clad warriors.
Since the bald man has already taken action, why do they need to take action?
"Old Ma, you rascal, don't hit that girl. If you hurt her, how can I live?" The iron-clad warrior standing on the periphery saw the bald man's iron stick whistling and sweeping towards Mu Xuan, his face changed slightly and he shouted curses.
"Haha, I almost forgot!" The bald man laughed wildly, and the iron rod that was sweeping across the waist suddenly sank down and changed to sweeping across the ground.
The iron rod sank so much that its momentum was slightly slowed down.
Mu Xuan, who had just been frightened by the bald man's ferocious momentum like a mad rhinoceros, suddenly sobered up and calmed down. He pushed his feet hard on the ground and jumped to avoid the iron rod that was sweeping towards him.
Qin Ziling also jumped up almost at the same time, but instead of retreating, he advanced and pounced towards the bald man like an eagle.
