diskusbooks Chapter 163 Uncle Master
Chapter 163 Uncle Master
Jiang Xuan gave him a weak look, raised his sword and rushed forward again.
The human-faced beast, which had been chopped once, seemed to have gained a little strength. Its body swung back and forth, and occasionally something like an arm with hands full of grasping hands would be thrown out. If you were accidentally hit by it, you would need a long time to recover.
Both of them are right-handed sword practitioners. After a few rounds, their right forearms were shaking constantly and covered in blood.
This is the trace left by the talisman.
Jiang Xuan pinched his arm, tore off half of his armor and tied it up, then turned around and was about to go up again.
"Meow!"
It was unknown when the little coal ball was caught by those bloody hands. One of its tails was tightly pulled by the bloody hands, and the white fur hanging upside down was also stained with blood.
The civet cat was caught and brought close to the mouth of the man-faced beast.
The face, which originally had no expression and looked like a piece of skin, suddenly opened its mouth wide, as if wanting to swallow it.
Not so pleasant memories overlapped in Jiang Xuan's mind.
The sword and the body are faster than the brain.
Before Jiang Xuan could recover from his shock, she had already rushed forward and chopped off the bloody hand that was tightly holding onto the little coal ball's tail at close range.
She turned her head and saw the little coal ball fall to the ground and didn't get up. The bloody hand on its tail also fell off, and there was still half of it in its mouth.
Judging from the cat's weak breathing, it should be alive.
When she turned around again, those bloody hands were about to reach into her eyes.
Jiang Xuan felt a chill on his wrist and found that it was being held by the hand right under the person's face.
The sound of bones dislocating was heard.
The Red Crow Sword fell to the ground with a clang.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! Let go, let go, let go, ahhhhhhhhhh!”
Wan Lingyun was almost going crazy. Seeing Jiang Xuan's back tremble just now, he knew that her bones were broken.
Jiang Xuan seemed to be a little confused about his condition suddenly, and he was in terrible pain. Wan Lingyun beside him was stabbing the human-faced beast back and forth with his heavy sword like a madman.
It’s just that thing that grabs hold of something it wants and won’t let go.
Wan Lingyun was too close and was grabbed by the neck by a pair of bloody hands. The sound of the heavy sword falling to the ground hastily made Jiang Xuan close his eyes.
The sweat on Jiang Xuan's forehead dripped and stung his eyes, causing great pain.
The communication symbol left by her senior brother in her arms flashed, and the faint warmth pierced her chest, waking her up from the almost paralyzing pain.
"Heh... Senior Brother..."
Jiang Xuan lowered his eyes and tears fell when he looked at her.
She was so scared.
She is in so much pain.
She didn't know what to do.
What the hell is this?!
Jiang Xuan stared at the face of the human-faced beast and suddenly burst into amazing anger. She recited the talisman, and the Red Water Talisman placed close to her chest leaped into the air, and golden light emerged. Her hands were held and she couldn't make the talisman, so she just used her forehead to hit it hard.
The spiritual power flashed briefly on the talisman and then went out in a moment.
Her spiritual power has reached its limit.
The red water talisman floated in the air for a moment and fell into a pair of bloody hands.
Bah...
The sound of bloody hand's flesh being burned was heard.
Jiang Xuan was stunned for a moment, and the force on the place where his wrist was crushed loosened a little, and it immediately swelled up.
All the bloody hands stopped attacking.
Wan Lingyun knelt on the ground, holding his neck and gasping for breath. His other hand waved in the air for a few times. After searching for a while, he finally grabbed Jiang Xuan's wrist and put his sword-holding fingers between the bloody hand and Jiang Xuan's wrist.
"Heh... cough cough... cough, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Jiang Xuan..."
Wan Lingyun couldn't speak clearly, his voice was hoarse from being pinched, and his eyes were full of red spots. He still put his other hand tremblingly into the gap on Jiang Xuan's wrist.
If she squeezed it again, her hand would break.
The bloody hand formed into a lotus finger, paused for a while, and touched the Chishui Talisman Formation, which had not yet taken shape but into which Jiang Xuan had poured a little spiritual power.
The bloody hand groped around and made a gesture with his fingers.
The pain forced blood and tears into Jiang Xuan's eyes. Wan Lingyun knelt beside her at an angle. He had no strength left and could only lean on her.
He felt Jiang Xuan suddenly tremble, and after a while, he heard Jiang Xuan's voice with a hint of crying.
"senior"
This is the talisman master from their Suiyi Sect.
The bloody hand pinched the talisman, and the force on Jiang Xuan's wrist loosened. Wan Lingyun also fell down, but he still stood firmly between Jiang Xuan and the human-faced beast.
The bloody hand held the talisman sideways and handed it to Jiang Xuan.
Countless talisman masters came over, put their hands together, and patted Jiang Xuan on the shoulders, as if they were coaxing a child.
The bones in her wrist recovered, and she felt her spiritual field being filled up bit by bit.
【Jiang, Xuan】
The withered human skin moved its lips and softly called Jiang Xuan's name.
The talisman paper was raised higher.
They want Jiang Xuan to take action.
Jiang Xuan felt numb from the top of his head to his heels, and the moment he looked up at the talisman, he couldn't help but burst into tears.
[Jiang Xuan, child, kill, kill us]
The human face was chopped off in half by Jiang Xuan, and it was about to fall off. It could only be supported by the bloody hands around it, barely sticking to the body that was not in human shape but obviously of an animal.
"Uncle Master...Uncle Master, Uncle Master..."
Jiang Xuan clenched his hand on her shoulder, and she was sobbing so hard that she couldn't make a sound.
......
When Jing Yuming arrived, the Chishui Talisman Formation had already taken shape.
What he saw was a monster wrapped in the middle of the talisman formation. He felt that the hands on the monsters looked familiar, and he also felt that the human skin seemed to look at him inexplicably.
When Chu Xian happened to come over carrying Gu Ye just now, Jing Yuming felt as if he was dying, and his body and heart seemed to be completely shattered.
He knew that it might be too late to get there, but the teleportation formation couldn't be used in this place, so he could only use the communication symbol to call Jiang Xuan.
But Jiang Xuan did not respond.
Now, Jiang Xuan had his back to her, and his body looked even thinner. Wan Ling, whose life or death was unknown, lay at his feet. Not far away, a small coal ball was lying diagonally like a ball of dirty cotton.
Jing Yuming didn't care about much and was about to walk over. He accidentally tripped over the bloody hand on the ground and his monk's uniform got dirty.
He rushed forward, hugged Jiang Xuan, and took the little coal ball with him to escape from the edge of the explosion of the Chishui formation.
Chu Xian cooperated and pulled Wan Lingyun behind the tree.
Several people were all panting in silence. The roar of the Red Water Formation covered up the panicked heartbeats of everyone that had almost stopped for a moment, and swept away everything.
The bloody hand on the ground rose up along with the formation, raised its fingertips and then dropped to the ground, turning into powder and flying away.
Jing Yuming himself didn't know that Chi Shui was so powerful.
If it had been a little later, Jiang Xuan and the others would have been dragged into it as well.
He used his body to protect Jiang Xuan tightly, and his cheek was scratched by a flying stone from the ground. Only the faint scent of talismans on his body still sounded like himself, like that calm and at ease senior brother.
Jing Yuming was just about to ask Jiang Xuan what was going on when he found that this man was still buried in his arms, trembling all over.
"Big Brother...Big Brother...That's, that's someone from our Suiyi Sect..."
Jiang Xuan cried and stuttered as he recited, and mixed with the aftermath of the formation disappearing, his crying voice and chaotic sobs poured into Jing Yuming's ears.
The corners of his lips trembled, and he lowered his head, with his cheek pressed tightly against Jiang Xuan.
She grabbed his collar and dropped her head on his shoulder. Her tears almost soaked his collar, and there were red marks on her wrists that had not yet disappeared.
Jing Yuming patted Jiang Xuan's back, helped her regulate her breathing bit by bit, and whispered to her by pressing the back of her neck.
"Don't cry...Senior Brother is here..."