Eternal Life: I Rely on Fortune Points for Improvement-Chapter 120: It Really Wasn’t Me Who Killed It (4K)_2

Chapter 120: Chapter 120: It Really Wasn’t Me Who Killed It (4K)_2

Who would have thought.

Sending it up the mountain to catch Han Dong.

It was shot dead by a masked man with a flurry of arrows.

This hatred, this grievance.

Will never coexist under the same sky.

"Xiao Feng!"

"It’s all my fault."

"I will avenge you."

The old man wept bitterly.

He came before Black Phoenix, stroking its drooping head, and when he saw the shocking arrows on Black Phoenix’s body, he turned around, his aura pressing towards the masked man.

"Uh... it wasn’t me, don’t misunderstand."

The masked man felt something was wrong.

He only shot three arrows, yet Black Phoenix had over ten arrows sticking out of it. It seemed it wasn’t diving towards him but was shot by some expert and fell in their direction.

The night was dark and windy.

Making him mistakenly think it was an enemy sneak attack.

He hurriedly shot three arrows in return.

"You’re still holding the bow, do you think I’m blind?"

The old man was infuriated.

"This... it’s not what you think. Your Spirit Pet was shot down by someone else."

The masked man panicked, hastily tossing the bow aside. He could see the old man’s formidable strength, just like his own, both were First Grade Qi Refining Realm experts. If he got entangled with the old man, the mission couldn’t be completed.

"Still dare to quibble!"

The old man flew into a rage.

In his grief.

He struck out with his palm, directly towards the masked man.

His Primordial Power surged violently, like a tsunami, capable of enveloping the masked man and his group.

"It really wasn’t me!"

The masked man was speechless, feeling extremely aggrieved. Facing the old man’s strike, he could only resist with all his might.

"Senior, it truly wasn’t us?"

Wu Tianxiong explained.

"Whistle!"

The old man drew his saber, swiftly slashing towards Wu Tianxiong, eager to tear everyone to pieces.

"Old thing, you have no martial virtue!"

Wu Tianxiong saw the bloodstain on his chest and cursed angrily, he was almost split apart.

On the mountain top.

Jiang Feng couldn’t see Wu Tianxiong’s side of the scene, but he could hear the sounds of fighting below.

"Dong’Er!"

Among them, Xiao Ran’s voice was the sharpest.

"This guy truly is a love-struck fool."

Jiang Feng sighed inwardly.

Then he moved the stone covering the crack aside.

Given the current situation.

All the heroes from various sides would soon charge up.

If he didn’t leave now, it would be too late.

"With Lord Bao’s troops and Xiao Ran and others protecting, Sister Dong should be fine."

Jiang Feng murmured to himself.

Thinking about this, he looked towards the direction where Han Dong was.

The Red Lotus Sect’s Rebel Faction kept coming, facing the traps set by Han Dong, they fearlessly sacrificed themselves, stepping on mines all the way, just to capture Han Dong.

"Sister Dong!"

At this moment, Jiang Feng saw Han Dong running up.

She was dusty, with ash all over, blood flowing from her shoulder, injured.

"Why haven’t you left yet?"

Han Dong scolded angrily.

"Sister Dong, I want you to leave with me."

Jiang Feng explained.

"You go first, don’t worry about me."

Han Dong lifted a box out of the pit; she had come up to get gear, not to leave with Jiang Feng.

Before Jiang Feng could say anything, she ran back down.

She was determined to fight to the end with everyone, to kill a few rebels to vent her anger.

"Alas!"

Jiang Feng knew he couldn’t persuade her.

He could only leave first.

Han Dong looked back and saw Jiang Feng crawling into the crack, slightly relieved, carrying Thunder Burst Beads and Poison Needles, heading downward.

"Bitch!"

Suddenly, a figure swiftly approached.

It was an old woman.

After losing a group of Death Warriors.

The old woman finally broke through Han Dong’s trap barriers.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Han Dong didn’t hesitate in the slightest.

Thunder Burst Beads, Poison Needles, Flying Saber, Zombie Powder were thrown out in succession, all aimed at the old woman.

With extraordinary intelligence, she instantly realized that the old woman’s strength far surpassed her own, and if she let the old woman get close, there would be no way to escape.

"Boom boom boom!"

Thunder Burst Beads exploded in succession.

The old woman’s Primordial Power surged, forming a barrier of air around her body, using her excellent Body Technique, she dodged Han Dong’s Poison Needle and Flying Saber, and when she was close enough, she used Wind-Catching Hand to grab at Han Dong’s face.

On her way up.

She had suffered a lot.

Her hatred for Han Dong was bone-deep.

"Poof!"

Han Dong retreated quickly.

Simultaneously scattering a handful of Zombie Powder.

"Whoosh!"

A gust of wind surged.

Blowing the scattered Zombie Powder back towards Han Dong, that was the old woman’s fierce palm wind.

She had already figured out Han Dong’s tricks, always prepared for every move.

"Ah!"

Han Dong screamed.

A small amount of zombie powder had gotten into her eyes.

At that moment.

She rapidly retreated.

She drew the dual swords from her back and, following the sound of the wind, slashed down continuously.

"Hand over the list."

The old woman’s expression was ferocious. As a master at the First Grade Qi Refining Realm, capturing Han Dong should be as easy as flipping a hand. With a casual palm strike, she unleashed a thick primordial power, breaking through Han Dong’s sword techniques and blasting Han Dong away on the spot.

Then a Wind-Catching Hand lashed out toward Han Dong’s throat.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

But just at that moment.

Three rapid wind-breaking sounds were heard.

They were three cold arrows.

Shooting down from the mountaintop.

The old woman was startled.

She hadn’t expected Han Dong to have this move.

There was actually a Divine Archer supporting her.

The Wind-Catching Hand originally attacking Han Dong quickly aimed at those three arrows instead, while her body swiftly dodged.

The Wind-Catching Hand wasn’t an ordinary martial art.

The old woman had trained for many years and had a top-notch reputation within the Red Lotus Sect.

"Hmm?"

However, the speed and power of this arrow exceeded the old woman’s expectations. She managed to catch the first arrow but couldn’t dissipate the terrifying force on the arrow, causing her to retreat. Facing the next two cold arrows, she appeared flustered.

It was no longer possible to catch the arrows using the Wind-Catching Hand, so she could only rely on her Body Technique to dodge and use primordial power to fend them off.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

However, just as she barely managed to evade.

Another three cold arrows shot down from above.

Again, their speed and force were terrifying, just like before.

"Clang, clang!"

The old woman drew out a curved saber, swinging it in a continuous saber technique, forming a barrier of sword qi with primordial power. When those three arrows broke through the barrier, their speed and power sharply diminished, allowing her to cut them down with her saber technique.

"There’s a master holding the fort!"

"Hmph!"

The old woman glanced over and saw Han Dong forcibly opening her eyes and attempting to wipe off the zombie powder before leaping towards the mountaintop.

She knew.

The opponent was hiding up there shooting cold arrows.

If she didn’t first take him down, she couldn’t get close to Han Dong.

"Still dare to come up?"

Jiang Feng was startled.

He dove into a crevice, originally planning to leave, but upon realizing there was only Han Dong on the mountain, he felt uneasy. He decided to wait for Xiao Ran to come up, intending to sneak away quietly himself.

Unexpectedly, just as he peeked out, he saw a Red Lotus Sect master rushing up.

In just a few moves, nearly taking Han Dong’s life.

He decisively intervened.

Aiming to use cold arrows to force the opponent back.

Who would have thought.

That the rebel faction would be so mad, charging straight toward him for the list.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

In such a situation, Jiang Feng didn’t show her any mercy.

Standing up behind a rock, he shot three arrows in succession.

"Clang, clang!"

"Pfft!"

The old woman blocked the first and second arrows with consecutive saber strikes, but the immense impact caused her to lose balance in mid-air, and the third arrow pierced her shoulder.

Breaking through her primordial power defense, it pierced straight through her shoulder.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

But at this critical moment.

The old woman shot three golden needles toward Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng hurriedly evaded, losing the opportunity to draw the bow and noose another arrow.

Regardless of the blood streaming from her shoulder.

Her movements were ghost-like.

Quickly closing in, a saber slashed horizontally.

"Howl!"

Jiang Feng instantly drew his saber.

And slashed with all his might.

He had not expected at all. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

To be fighting flesh and blood with a strong person of the same rank.

"Bang!"

This slash, imbued with several times his primordial power, wasn’t at all fancy. It was a simple yet domineering strike that forced the old woman back several steps, almost making her lose grip of her saber.

"First Grade?"

The old woman was shocked.

How could she have known that the one hiding in the shadows shooting cold arrows was, in fact, a First Grade Qi Refining Realm practitioner?

If she had known Jiang Feng had such skill, she wouldn’t have recklessly charged forward.

However, it was too late for regret now.

Only to see Jiang Feng slashing once more.

Forcing her back a few steps, he seamlessly followed up with another slash.

This slash was completely different from the previous one. The old woman saw, within Jiang Feng’s saber shadow, there seemed to appear a ghost head.

It was a move from the Loulan Slash.

Ghost Head Slash!

She only had time to raise her saber to block!

Supported by her thick primordial power.

Pfft!

A burst of blood appeared.

The old woman’s curved saber was cut into two pieces.

A line of blood appeared on her forehead.

Her body froze in place!

"Ah!"

A scream rang out.

Chu Yuyan stood at the cliffside on the left, covering her mouth, unable to believe what she was witnessing.