bestfiction Chapter 370 Secretly Taking the "Recipe"
Chapter 370 Secretly Taking the "Recipe"
Zhong Ming was speechless. What were you trying to save face for at a time like this?
'Okay, okay, I promise you.'
He stepped onto the back of the barge, jumped high into the air, and leaped directly onto the city wall.
"Demon, don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!" He ran desperately toward the battlements, but there were still monks on the watchtower!
Without Zhong Ming and his men's help, the cannons on the watchtower could hardly hit their targets accurately, but the aftershocks of the explosions were enough to slow them down.
Another violent explosion pushed him a step further away from the Free World outside the city, which was just inches away.
He fell to the ground and saw that Zhong Ming was also momentarily slowed by the powerful shockwave of the explosion. The last bit of blood in his body broke through the layers of cowardly resistance and rushed straight to the top of his head.
This is a great opportunity!
He decided to fight to the death. As long as he killed this guy, even if he was weak, he would still be at the Foundation Establishment stage and could suppress these people at the mid-stage of Qi Refining.
Go back to your hell!
He roared, his spiritual energy surging at full speed, and a large, simple ball of flame condensed in his hand, flickering with a hint of black.
The next moment, endless flames erupted from his hands. In his vision, there was a sea of fire ahead. His spiritual power was destroying everything. Flesh and blood were burned to ashes, and everything in his way was disappearing like snowflakes.
Then, the flames were split open.
'How stupid I was, how could I use hellfire to burn demons?' These were his last thoughts before he died and his soul dissipated.
Theoretically speaking, the Spirit Nursing Home could absorb this soul, after all, it is the "Ten Thousand Souls Banner," but the jade belt only "took a sip" of his memories before disgustedly spitting them out.
"Stay away from these things from now on, they're bad luck."
'There's nothing we can do about it, they've come over here.' Zhong Ming was unaware that the jade belt had already obtained the information it wanted, and hurriedly clutched its storage bag in his hand.
"Don't take that, take its necklace, that's a storage stone."
'Ah, as expected of a senior, indeed...'
"Listen carefully, the password (restriction circuit) is..."
The jade belt directly told Zhong Ming how to open the storage necklace restriction set by the other party. At that moment, Zhong Ming was somewhat doubtful, but when he did as the jade belt said, he actually succeeded in opening it.
"Take only the longest black scroll, and don't touch the others. With your cultivation level, touching them is suicide. Listen to me."
Upon hearing this, Zhong Ming did as he was told. To outsiders, it appeared as if he had charged too fast and pounced on the enemy. In reality, he had combined the storage bag tied to his right hand with the enemy's storage necklace, and the long black scroll was instantly transferred into his own storage bag.
'Senior, what should we do next?'
"What's wrong? Excited? Shouting and yelling? You killed a Foundation Establishment cultivator! Okay, I'm going to sleep. Call me next time there's food... Actually, I'm not that hungry..."
After saying this, Yu Yaodai fell silent, while Zhong Ming raised his spear and cheered.
"You petty thief, how dare you be so arrogant!"
He cheered loudly, but he seemed not to notice that the guards were still alive.
Upon seeing that Zhong Ming had killed their "young master," the guards went berserk and charged at him with wild shouts.
"Return my lord's command!"
"eye for eye!"
Upon hearing this, Zhong Ming became inexplicably angry.
Blood for blood? If that were really the case, Gao Jin would have been killed thousands or tens of thousands of times over.
The weak have no right to utter this phrase.
Although he had little spiritual power left, he still charged forward with the momentum of a god descending to earth. On the watchtower, Chen Dahai no longer attached fire dragons to the cannonballs, but instead set up his most proficient crossbow.
In an instant, crossbow bolts whistled out, and many enemies were already riddled with pincushions by the time they got close to Zhong Ming. However, after taking the Berserk Pill, they completely lost their sense of pain and were completely unaware of their condition until the explosive arrows detonated, causing them to fall to the ground in anger.
"Be buried with my lord!"
An obese old cultivator strode over, wielding a huge axe and bringing it down. Zhong Ming, who had exhausted his spiritual power, fought with only his physical body, raising his spear to block, and was almost smashed into the ground.
His previous hand injury had become more severe, and he began to lose sensation in his hands. The spear drooped limply, and only the mother and son swords continued to fight their way across the battlefield.
"I want you to die!"
"Did you ask me?" A reassuring voice came, and Yue Xingtian suddenly appeared behind the man, punching him through the heart from behind and smashing his swollen chest into a bloody mess.
His limbs hung limply, and then he was violently torn in two.
Yue Xingtian swept away all the invading enemies with the speed of a whirlwind, displaying his formidable power. In just the few dozen seconds since his arrival, he has saved several warriors who were nearly killed by the ferocious enemy.
"Young man, are you alright?"
"Still alive, won't die."
Next to him was a corpse of a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, which was frightening in itself.
"Did you kill him?" Yue Xingtian simulated countless scenarios of artillery shells killing people in his mind, but none of them matched the situation in front of him. It was obviously violently split open!
"Yes, he was injured, but the sneak attack was successful."
"What do you mean by a successful sneak attack? That was a head-on strike!" Before anyone knew it, the "naturally friendly" guy had moved up to him and started shouting and praising his achievement, "My idol went straight into the flames that this bastard was spewing and cleaved him in two with one shot, splitting the flames in half too! You didn't see that scene, that's how it was, that's how it was!"
He gestured excitedly, even though his face was covered in blood and he was limping. He still tried his best to swing a piece of wood, imitating Zhong Ming's movements.
"Speak less."
Zhong Ming was too lazy to scold him at this point.
Just as Yue Xingtian was about to examine the corpse, a point of light suddenly appeared in the distance, approaching in the blink of an eye. Upon landing, it revealed the figure of a richly dressed man of about forty years old, holding a jade tablet in his hand. It was this jade tablet that had dispelled all the anti-flight restrictions, allowing him to fly.
With the city lord's order, everything in this city is at his disposal.
"do not move!"
The man instantly stood in front of Yue Xingtian, his divine sense sweeping over the corpse, and said, "You did a good job. Go and collect your reward after the battle."
He pushed Yue Xingtian aside with one hand, the burly man being shoved away like a chick. With the other hand, he touched the storage bag, storage belt, storage necklace, and storage bracelet on the corpse... He nodded in satisfaction. Very good, the restrictions were not broken.
"This is a wanted criminal in the city, and you have done a great service."