nucmednet Chapter 147 Without a Sword You Are a Waste
Chapter 147 Without a Sword You Are a Waste
The black mist that absorbed the essence of many disciples did not stop there. It swirled and drilled into the wounds on An Wuhen's body.
In the blink of an eye, the originally hideous wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon returned to its original state, as if it had never been injured.
Huangfu Ji looked at the scene in front of him with great grief. His eyes were wide open, and his face was full of disbelief and pain.
Huangfu Yu, who was standing by, was even more furious. Her face turned pale as paper in an instant and her body was shaking.
Suddenly, she spat out a mouthful of blood. The bright red blood spurted out in the air, forming a sad and beautiful arc, and then splashed on the ground like a blooming blood-red flower.
Huangfu Ji shouted in horror: "Little sister!"
At this moment, a figure came rushing over like the wind.
Looking closely, the person coming was Huangfu Yi.
I saw that his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat and his breathing was a little rapid. It was obvious that he had been running all the way here.
When his eyes fell on Huangfu Yu spitting blood, his whole body trembled violently as if struck by lightning.
His lips trembled uncontrollably, and with a hint of fear and disbelief in his voice, he shouted, "Auntie!"
After hearing the shouting, Huangfu Ji quickly turned around and looked at Huangfu Yi who had just arrived.
His eyes flashed with a trace of urgency and anxiety, and he shouted loudly: "Take your aunt away quickly! It's dangerous here!"
Upon hearing this, Huangfu Yi did not hesitate at all and quickly stepped forward to take Huangfu Yu's weak body from Huangfu Ji's hands.
He carefully held Huangfu Yu in his arms, then turned and flew towards the main hall.
Along the way, Huangfu Yi's heart was in his throat.
He secretly thanked his lucky stars that he had arrived at Lianlan Gate first. If he had been any later, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Although Huangfu Yu always left him with a somewhat unreliable impression on a daily basis, deep down in his heart, this aunt treated him very well.
After entering the main hall, Huangfu Yi gently placed Huangfu Yu on a chair so that she could rest for a while.
However, Huangfu Yu struggled to get up, stretched out a hand to try to touch Huangfu Yi, and said with difficulty: "Yi'er!"
Huangfu Yi saw this and quickly leaned over to hold Huangfu Yu's hand, saying softly, "Aunt, you should rest well here and wait for me to come back."
After saying this, without waiting for Huangfu Yu's response, he turned around and left resolutely.
"Yier, don't go..." Huangfu Yu shouted anxiously as she watched Huangfu Yi's back gradually moving away.
But at this moment, Huangfu Yi had made up his mind. He could not and would not sit idly by and watch Huangfu Ji in danger.
He rushed out of the hall without looking back and disappeared from Huangfu Yu's sight in an instant.
Huangfu Yi flashed and reappeared in the center of the field like a ghost.
Looking up, I saw Huangfu Ji and An Wuhen facing each other from a distance. The atmosphere was so tense that it seemed as if water could condense out of it.
An Wuhen, the black fog surrounding him kept swirling.
The other elders in the sect also noticed the unusual movement here, and hurried here with serious expressions.
When they saw the messy wreckage on the ground, their hearts were suddenly gripped.
Those broken limbs and torn clothes were all shocking - because these were all disciples of their Lianlan Sect!
"Master! Young Master!" Several elders shouted in unison, their voices filled with anxiety and worry.
However, facing An Wuhen's extremely fierce attack, Huangfu Ji had no intention of retreating.
While struggling to fend off the opponent's attack, he shouted loudly: "Go away quickly, don't come over! This place is dangerous!"
Hearing this, An Wuhen suddenly narrowed his eyes and fixed his gaze on Huangfu Yi who had just appeared.
After looking him up and down, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a mocking smile and said, "So it's you, kid. What's wrong? You seem to have become much weaker. Even your iconic sword is gone."
Huangfu Ji frowned upon hearing this, turned to look at Huangfu Yi, and noticed the same problem, and asked hurriedly: "Yi'er, where is your sword?"
In response to his father's question, Huangfu Yi just pursed his lips slightly, but was unwilling to explain the reason in detail.
Seeing this, An Wuhen laughed even more wantonly, his words full of contempt: "Hahahaha... without your sword, you are nothing but a useless waste!"
Huangfu Yi had a stern look on his face. He clenched his fists tightly and moved forward step by step.
Just as he was approaching, suddenly an extremely powerful force hit him like a surging wave, and instantly shook him away.
Huangfu Ji was shocked when he saw this scene, and hurriedly shouted: "Yi'er, don't be impulsive!"
But at this time, Huangfu Yi was already dizzy from the impact of the powerful force and could not hear his father's shouts at all.
His injury hasn't healed yet.
On the other side, An Wuhen laughed wildly, his laughter echoing throughout the entire space, making people's hair stand on end.
He gnashed his teeth and roared, "Hahahahahaha, none of you will leave here alive today, you will all die!"
After saying that, he suddenly waved his hands, and suddenly more thick black mist like ink rolled out from behind him, pouncing towards Huangfu father and son like a black dragon with bared fangs and claws.
Huangfu Ji did not dare to be negligent at all. He immediately used all his strength and concentrated his energy to resist the wave after wave of attacks.
But as time went on, he gradually felt a little powerless, beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead, and his breathing became more and more rapid.
At this moment, a loud shout was heard: "Master, we are here to help you!"
It turned out that the elders of the sect saw that the situation was not good and rushed over with various weapons in hand.
For a moment, the flashes of swords and the sounds of killing were heard one after another.
Unfortunately, although these elders are quite powerful, they are still far behind An Wuhen.
Their attacks on An Wuhen were like an ant trying to shake a tree, completely ineffective.
An Wuhen simply waved his hand lightly, and the elders flew backwards like kites with broken strings, blood spurting from their mouths. They fell heavily to the ground and were no longer able to move.
Obviously, all these elders became An Wuhen's defeated enemies and prey.
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Dongfang Qingmo and his group have successfully entered Lianyi City.
This prosperous city is now in ruins, and the same scene is happening again.
Master Xiao had a solemn look on his face and he sighed deeply.