Chapter 89: Before seeing the person, there is loss
The locust tree forest was filled with black fog, making it almost impossible to see anything. The horse under his crotch, a fine BMW horse, seemed to sense something and kept neighing and kicking. The man on the horse was thrown off the horse again.
As a last resort, the martial artists had to dismount temporarily, stop moving forward, and wait for the fog to dissipate before they could continue moving forward.
Under such circumstances, it was extremely difficult to either continue moving forward or to exit the locust tree forest.
Black fog filled the air, and gloomy energy filled the air. Zhang Chu, who was in the charity cemetery, also had a pale face.
The formation was fully activated and his magic power was basically exhausted.
"Master Dao,"
Hei Yi saw this scene and his eyes flickered. "Are you okay?"
"nothing!"
Zhang Chu waved his hand, and five refined corpses appeared directly around Zhang Chu.
Although he had already expected the way the five guardians would appear, the man in black standing outside the Yin Gathering Land still couldn't help but feel surprised.
He really didn't notice how the five guardians appeared, and at the same time, the flickering eyes disappeared.
With five guardians around, his little tricks are not worth mentioning at all.
Zhang Chu glanced at the five refined corpses standing beside him. With a thought, three of the iron corpses merged directly with the dark mist and disappeared in the charity cemetery. The remaining two bronze-armored corpses stood silently beside Zhang Chu to protect him.
With his magic power exhausted, how could Zhang Chu not take some precautions?
Zhang Chu sat cross-legged on the Yin gathering ground, practicing the Heavenly Corpse Technique, silently recovering his consumed magic power.
Or maybe it was because he was in a large formation with strong Yin energy, or maybe it was because there was corpse energy everywhere in the Yin gathering place, his magic power recovered faster than usual.
The man in black silently watched Zhang Chu recovering his magic power, not daring to make a sound.
Under this pervasive black fog, even though he was a top master, he felt cold all over and his internal energy was blocked.
In this situation, going out to fight with those gangsters? That would be courting death.
About a cup of tea later, three black shadows appeared beside the Yin Gathering Place, and each corpse refiner was holding a very complete corpse in his hand.
After the corpse was put down, the figure of the corpse refiner once again merged with the black fog and disappeared on the spot.
The Taoist priest in black looked at the three corpses in front of him expressionlessly, without caring at all.
Obviously, he was no longer surprised by this situation!
It’s not like you haven’t experienced this before?
The black fog covered the sky and seemed like it would never dissipate.
Gradually, the number of corpses in the cemetery increased. When there were more than twenty or thirty of them, Zhang Chu, who was sitting cross-legged, finally opened his eyes.
At this moment, his magical powers have been fully restored!
Looking at the man in black and the two bronze-armored corpses who were still standing there, Zhang Chu had an idea, and the figure of one of the bronze-armored corpses also merged with the black fog and disappeared in the charity cemetery.
The martial artists who were staying in the locust tree forest, waiting for the fog to dissipate, were already getting a little impatient.
It was so depressing.
"Seventh Brother! Seventh Brother?"
A small group was chatting, and suddenly one person's voice disappeared.
I called several times, but no one answered.
Immediately, this small group drew their swords and looked around with extreme vigilance.
However, there was nothing but black fog around them and they could not see anything else.
As this small group discovered that their brothers were missing, more and more small groups discovered that their brothers or subordinates had disappeared.
The tense atmosphere immediately spread to the entire crowd.
The sound of swords being unsheathed was heard continuously for a while.
They all thought that an enemy had attacked them, and a fight broke out at this moment.
Blood continued to flow, and even the members of the Eagle Claw Iron Spear Sect joined in the fight.
If they don't kill others, others will kill them. "Big brother, third brother, fourth brother!"
Hua Tiegan's voice, which contained his inner strength, rang out, "Something is wrong!"
With the internal strength of these four people, if someone tampered with something in front of them, they would definitely be discovered.
However, they did not notice anyone killing anyone.
"Falling flowers and flowing water"
Nan Siqi's voice, filled with inner strength, suddenly rang out and actually suppressed the shouts and screams in the locust tree forest.
"Everyone be quiet!"
Hua Tiegan heard the sound of fighting stop, and he spoke with his inner strength, "Don't kill each other, check to see how many people are missing!"
The Four Wonders of the South are still very prestigious; at least the southern martial arts world still respects them.
Therefore, the masters of the southern martial arts world stopped immediately.
The northern martial arts world is led by the Four Northern Monsters: Wind, Tiger, Cloud and Dragon. When they spoke, the world fell silent.
As the statistics continued, it was found that among the hundreds of people who came in, nearly a hundred of them were silent at this moment.
Almost one-fifth of the hundreds of people who came in!
I think that in addition to those who disappeared under different circumstances, there are many others who died in the chaos just now.
After getting the statistics, the Four Wonders of the South and the Four Monsters of the North all felt an inexplicable fear.
There is actually someone who can kill people right under their noses!
Even though there was black fog, they should be able to hear some noise, but there was no noise at all.
"Ancestor of the Blood Knife!"
Hua Tiegan's voice rang out, "I wonder if there are any casualties among the Blood Blade Sect's disciples?"
Because the Blood Knife Sect was far away from them, and no sound from the Blood Knife Sect was heard during the commotion just now, he opened his mouth to ask to see what was going on.
"Five people from the ancestor's sect have disappeared!"
The Blood Knife Ancestor of this life was a little furious. Just now when the martial artists in front of him were killing each other, he was a little excited!
However, after counting the number of people, he felt only a chill in his heart.
Under his care, five people disappeared.
He could be sure that it was definitely not his disciples who were killing each other.
"Pull your hands up!"
The Blood Knife Patriarch's eyes turned and he thought of a stupid method, "Slowly move forward along the path!"
"Yes, ancestor!"
The disciples of the Blood Knife Sect held hands and walked forward along the path.
When the Four Strange Things in the South and the Four Monsters in the North heard the Blood Knife Patriarch's method, they also ordered their subordinates to do the same.
Although the fog was thick, the commonly visited paths were still visible.
The soil in places that I haven't walked on is loose and has weeds, but there are no weeds on the paths that I often walk on.
A group of people moved slowly along the path. Staying here would be like passively accepting a beating.
No matter what's weird about the charity cemetery, as long as they find it, with their strength, they will have no problem protecting themselves.
The remaining three hundred or so people, basically a dozen or twenty people, held hands and walked towards the charity cemetery.
The Blood Knife Ancestor, who was walking, suddenly drew out his blood knife and looked to the side.
"Boom!"
The blood knife was just like cutting into cowhide, without the slightest feeling of the curved knife entering flesh. His face became solemn, and he roared, as if to inform others, "God damn it, the ancestor has caught you!"
After saying that, he used the technique of listening to the wind and determining the position to kill towards the black shadow that appeared.
(End of this chapter)