No one expected that Feng Buhui’s arrow rain could actually collapse the Liu Xing Dark Fire Array.
Those few dark figures, needless to say, were mbers of the July rcenary Team.
Imdiately after, several more figures swooped towards the collapsed Dark Fire Array.
After three rounds of fighting for the treasures, by the fourth round, Yue Jinghua had already seen the impending collapse of the Liu Xing Dark Fire Array.
Mo Kang had set up the Liu Xing Dark Fire Array for a thousand years, and although it was a Heaven and Earth Array Formation, after a thousand years of wear and tear, even a powerful formation was already on the verge of falling apart.
The arrows shot by Feng Buhui were filled with a significant amount of Evil Qi, which further accelerated the erosion of the Dark Fire Array.
As he fired the last arrow, the Dark Fire Array indeed crumbled to pieces.
"The more chaotic, the better," seeing such turmoil, Luo Yun was not angry but rather pleased.
Luo Yun hadn’t laid his hands on any Holy Artifact. With resentnt smoldering in his heart, he planned to take advantage of the chaos to kill the treasure winner and hide the Holy Treasure in his Storage Bag, knowing that no one could then do anything about it.
Naturally, Luo Yun did not have the courage to contend for the Holy Treasure in Sha Xi’s hands, the Five Saints rcenary Branch being the local tyrant was also not to be offended on the spur of the mont, but for that July rcenary Team, Luo Yun was ninety percent sure that even if he killed them, he could appease the local branch.
As the Dark Fire Array collapsed, the remaining Dark Power scattered in all directions, obstructing the view of Luo Yun and others.
In the midst of chaos, Luo Yun saw a bright white fla flash by, like a lighthouse seen in dark of night, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "It’s him, Uncle Li, leave the task of snatching the remaining two Holy Artifacts to you, Aunt Feng, assist in killing that kid."
The Yaksha Killing Flas on Yue Jinghua’s body were conspicuously visible even in the midst of chaos.
"There, on that side," Luo Yun and the others noticed that the white shadow flickered, obviously rushing towards the direction of the Spring Path.
"Where do you think you’re going," Luo Yun, accompanied by Feng Yan, chased towards the direction of the Spring Path.
Yue Jinghua was still not a significant concern in Luo Yun’s eyes.
Though the Four Seasons Path was dangerous, after several rounds of encirclent by various forces, the most dangerous Dark Beasts should have been eliminated; Luo Yun was not worried about any ambush on the Spring Path.
Thinking of the Sky Shrieking Sword that he could regain and the two other Holy Artifacts about to be within his reach, Luo Yun was overjoyed.
In this Xuyang Trial, he was bound to make an impressive display of his abilities.
Thus, Luo Yun and Feng Yan followed the white shadow, chasing in the direction of the Spring Path.
Among the Dark Fire Array, Feng Buhui took the lead, having already secured the Moon Gathering Belt into his pouch.
Behind him ca the rustling sound of clothing, without a doubt, it was other powers closing in for the kill.
"Boy, leave behind the Holy Artifact, and I can spare your life," behind him, Li Ran’s arms erupted with a burst of Dark Light, akin to two iron rods.
Li Ran was a Dark Heavenly Master, while Feng Buhui had only just advanced to Dark Heavenly, his strength and combat experience were far inferior to Li Ran’s; if they clashed head-on, he would certainly not co out on top.
"Of the five Holy Artifacts, we only aim to keep two, having already made enough profit, rember, when the fifth Holy Artifact breaks formation, decisively abandon it," Yue Jinghua’s words still echoed in his ears.
Glancing at the Witch Cloud Cloak close at hand and the ensuing attack from behind, Feng Buhui hesitated no longer, his bow quivering as he shot an arrow straight at the Witch Cloud Cloak.
Witch Cloud, made of matt black silk, was half suspended in the air, resembling an upside-down bat.
Feng Buhui released an arrow, yet the cloak seed to dodge on its own, endlessly circling above Dragon Court.
Li Ran searched frantically but found the Moon Gathering Belt had disappeared. Clenching his teeth, he stomped his foot and charged straight towards the cloak in mid-air.
Just as he was about to touch the Witch Cloud Cloak, applause sounded beside Li Ran.
"Brother Li, you’re breaking the rules now," Two mbers from the Five Saints Branch, including Ran Wu, flanked and stopped Li Ran’s actions from both sides.
"You two really want to go against Master Luo Ri?" Li Ran was stronger than either Ran Wu or that middle-aged rcenary alone, but he struggled against their combined assault and was forced to bring up Master Luo Ri.
The ntion of Master Luo Ri caused Ran Wu and the others to hesitate. After all, the Five Saints Branch had already secured one Holy Treasure. Offending Master Luo Ri and facing bla later could stir dissent among the branch’s stewards.
Seizing their mont of hesitation, a look of joy flashed across Li Ran’s face, his hands almost reaching for the Witch Cloud Cloak.
That was when two shadows dashed through the air, snatching the Witch Cloud Cloak right out of Li Ran’s hands.
"Who goes there?" Li Ran’s anger erupted upon seeing the duck that was almost in his hands fly away; his neck turning crimson as he hamred his iron arms down on the two dark figures that had suddenly appeared.
A hand appeared on his arm, and upon seeing this hand, Li Ran was gobsmacked.
It was an impeccable hand, slender and jade-like, without a single pore to be seen.
Most people would be lavish in their praise at the sight of this hand.
But to Li Ran, a bone-chilling coldness crept from his heels straight to his forehead.
The lightning-fast movent technique and the crystal-like jade hand imdiately brought soone to Li Ran’s mind.
"Jade Finger..." Li Ran trembled as he spoke.
"Correct, and as a reward, I’ll allow you a swift death," a pair of peach blossom eyes blinked at Li Ran. A shadow of a finger flickered, and in the next mont, Li Ran was thunderously knocked to the ground, with a hole the size of a finger through his throat.
A small stream of blood gushed forth like a fountain, spattering all over the ground.
The death of Li Ran brought silence to what had been a noisy scene.
The two from the Five Saints rcenary Branch exchanged looks, while Jin Nuo and the others were all on high alert, wary of the newcor.
"I thought what the Dragon Slayer Hero left behind was sothing substantial, turns out it’s just a cold, tattered rag," Xie Yu clicked his tongue, the Witch Cloud Cloak felt just like flowing water as it ran through his fingers.
"Is your honor the Senior Jade Finger Killing God from the Assassin Alliance?" Ran Wu stiffly braced himself, his eyelids twitching uncontrollably at the thought that this person had been lurking all along.
Looking around, Feng Yan and Luo Yun had also disappeared without a trace.
"It’s just him, in this whole wide world, where else would you find an assassin so brazenly dressed in such ostentation," Ran Wu looked and saw Yue Jinghua standing in good order beside Jin Nuo and the others, a smile playing on his lips.
Then who had led Luo Yun away just before?
Li Ran was dead, and if anything happened to Luo Yun, when Master Luo Ri would inquire later...
"Brother Zhao, you stay here while I go ahead to find Master Luo Yun," Ran Wu’s scalp was tingling, not daring to think further, he shouted to the middle-aged rcenary and hurried towards the Spring Path.
It was too late, even if he could catch up now, it was already far too late. In Yue Jinghua’s palm, the "Imperial Jade" spun round and round.
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