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His last guard, loyal to his duty, protected him like a dead guard commander. But after he was done, he realized that the arrow was originally coming for him. This made his eyes widen and his mouth twitch: "Fourth arrow … …. "He's already at the fourth level of the Xumi Stage. Young master, quick, dodge!"
Although Liang Bufan was able to dodge, the guards did not. However, in the critical situation, he was able to avoid the arrow. The arrow had pierced through his thigh, creating a horrifying hole the size of a fist. Blood gushed out of his wound!
The immense power of this arrow also caused his body to fall uncontrollably to the side. The guard was terrified, cold sweat beading from his forehead. A piece of bone had already disappeared from the wound on his thigh. The excruciating pain was unbearable.
What was even more unbearable, however, was still to come.
The fifth arrow was out of everyone's expectation.
The guard's facial features were stiff. When he saw the arrow, he felt as if he had fallen into a pit of ice, his entire body emitting cold air.
It was too late, he knew, and it was all over.
The guard was in despair.
Bang! The arrow had pierced through his abdomen, destroying his Qi Sea. It left a bloody hole in the ground as it drilled into the tent behind him.
The body of the guard fell into the ruins of the tent like a kite with its string cut, never to get up again.
At this point, Liang Bufan's four guards had all been killed.
Of the four ninth level Xumi Stage experts, Cheng Qing had only made two moves.
Liang Bufan had long hid into the crowd. He hid behind Song Qianshu, Song Xuejun, Qi Zining, and the others. His face was filled with shock and fear, causing his entire body to tremble. He looked at the bluestone on the mountainside in fear, then looked at the youth who stood on top of the bluestone. He forgot to be angry, he forgot to cry out, he even forgot to speak.
He could not speak!
Before this, he had thought that Cheng Qing was just a lowly commoner. To crush him was as easy as crushing an ant. But after Cheng Qing had killed his guards twice, Liang Bufan had been scared.
This youth from the countryside was no ordinary person.
Cheng Qing was definitely not simple.
Liang Bufan was unwilling to admit it. At this moment, faced with the bloody truth, he couldn't find any other explanation!
This time, the Wolf God Ruins and the Amethyst Mountains had been discovered. The reappearance of the Nine-tailed Fox, the prince, princess, and other great clans had gathered at Mount Qilian. They had originally come here for the sake of military merits. But now, with four Xumi Stage Ninth Stage guards dead, what would Liang Bufan use to earn military merits in the future?
How could he be compared with the heroic elites of the other sects, compared to Song Qianshu?
Cheng Qing glanced at the terrified Liang Bufan, his eyes cold and expressionless.
Under the gaze of the man, Cheng Qing stretched out his hand and made a cold slicing motion. Then, he put away the condor, turned around and disappeared into the forest, moving neither fast nor slow.
Liang Bufan had killed Cheng Qing's helper, and now Chen Qing wanted his life.
It was that simple to repay a debt of blood with blood.
After five arrows, Cheng Qing still had some strength left, so he was not afraid of the opponent chasing after him. He flew through the forest and quickly disappeared into the distance.
After advancing to the fourth level of the Xumi Stage, the medicinal effects of Wan Sen's Ascending Tears had been further released, and the thickness of his Essence had increased even more than before. Originally, when he had advanced to the fourth level of the Xumi Stage, he had been able to shoot four arrows with a condor. Now, with the continuous modification of his body by the Tears of Wan Sen, he was able to shoot five or six arrows.
And this was not the most terrifying part. Once he advanced to the fifth level of the Xumi Stage, the amount of energy that would be consumed by the Eagles would be negligible.
Cheng Qing's plan was very clear. If he kept biting on the opponent, then there was no harm in nibbling on the cultivators of the opponent. In the end, he had left Liang Bufan with no path to heaven or earth.
He wanted people to know that offending him was the result of him not giving up until one side died.
If there was someone who looked down on him, it didn't matter. He would not care. However, the person who looked down on him would definitely pay the price.
It was that simple.