339 The Unlucky Wu Ji Patriarch
Blood spurted out of the cave!
It was sudden and without warning. It was especially eye-catching as it swept across the sky.
Spurt!
Blood gushed out like a fountain, drawing a beautiful arc in the air and splashing to the ground.
There was also a fat right arm in the shape of a claw with a green sleeve. It was cut off at the arm and flew into the air before falling to the ground.
His heart-wrenching cries of pain reverberated in the narrow cave!
“Ah!” Wu Ji patriarch’s chubby face was almost completely twisted at this moment. His brows were furrowed, and he looked ferocious and terrifying. He was pale and in pain.
The right hand that was originally reaching out towards Gu Mingzhou had disappeared, and his right shoulder was empty. Even though his left hand was tightly covering the broken wound, he could not stop the blood from flowing.
The sudden turn of events caught Wu Ji patriarch by surprise, and he found it hard to accept.
Or perhaps his right arm had been cut off, causing him to be seriously injured. His heart-wrenching cries echoed in the air. His face was twisted, but he gritted his teeth and his eyes were spitting fire.
But he staggered back and didn’t dare to say anything.
Under Wu Ji patriarch’s eyes, the red figure gradually stabilized on his right side. Holding a three-foot-long sword as thin as a cicada’s wing, it cut across the chest and stopped in the air with the sword tip pointing to the ground.
Fresh blood remained on the blade, flowing down the blade and sliding to the ground.
One, two, three…
“Jing Wudao!”
Wu Ji patriarch gritted his teeth as he saw the man in red, and the name popped out.
The person who suddenly appeared was Jing Wudao!
Jing Wudao had been arranged by Zhao Qiankun.
The first person Zhao Qiankun contacted was not Gu Mingzhou, but Jing Wudao. He had only come up with this plan after understanding Gu Mingzhou’s situation.
This was part of the plan.
He wanted Gu Mingzhou to show weakness, let Wu Ji patriarch approach him, and at the critical moment, he called out Jing Wudao to catch him off guard.
They had succeeded in deceiving the unsuspecting Wu Ji patriarch, and even cut off his right arm, severely injuring him.
However, Zhao Qiankun’s plan was not as simple as it seemed. There were many other plans.
For example, when Jing Wudao suddenly appeared and severely injured Wu Ji patriarch, attracting everyone’s attention in the cave, a purple dwarf the size of a palm was emitting a faint purple light from Gu Mingzhou’s robe, slowly enveloping his entire body.
Shangguan Fei, who had been watching Gu Mingzhou and Wu Ji patriarch from the cave, was the first to react.
Leaping up, his long robe fluttered in the wind as his spiritual energy surged.
He passed Wu Ji patriarch and went straight for Jing Wudao.
“Brother Wudao, be careful!” Gu Mingzhou quickly reminded him.
Shangguan Fei’s cultivation and strength were almost the best among the people present, unlike Wu Ji patriarch.
But his worry was obviously unnecessary.
Since Jing Wudao had been arranged by Zhao Qiankun, he was naturally very clear about what will happen after.
When Shangguan Fei attacked. Jing Wudao swiftly threw out the soft sword in his hand, which was like a thin snake, and quickly stabbed out.
The flexible sword seemed to pierce through the void as it flew toward Shangguan Fei at a rapid speed.
Naturally, Shangguan Fei did not dare to block the sword with his palm.
No matter how conceited he was, he didn’t dare to fight back when he saw Jing Wudao cut off Wu Ji patriarch’s right arm.
What’s more, Shangguan Fei had fought with Jing Wudao before. Although he had won, he was no longer in his prime.
After such a long period of training, he had long lost his previous confidence and had become extremely cautious.
Seeing that Jing Wudao was not afraid of him at all, Shangguan Fei suddenly felt a lot warier and did not dare to block the sword with his palm again.
When Jing Wudao brandished his sword to stab him, Shangguan Fei immediately withdrew his palm and flipped in the air. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he actually landed not far from Gu Mingzhou.
The retreating Wu Ji patriarch roared and charged at Jing Wudao.
“Island Master Shangguan, help me kill this thief!” Wu Ji patriarch flew into the air and transformed into his true form. He turned into a small mountain-sized teal-eyed toad with his mouth wide open and his scarlet tongue shooting out.
The long tongue was like an arrow that had left the bow as it tore through the air, swift and violent as it directly attacked Jing Wudao.
Wu Ji patriarch’s true form was not part of Zhao Qiankun’s plan, and it was even more unexpected for Jing Wudao.
Although there was a flaw in his plan, Jing Wudao was also slightly surprised, just like when he was dealing with Island Master Shangguan, the flexible sword become even fiercer than before!
“Kill!” the sword as thin as a cicada’s wing bent like a long whip when Jing Wudao’s voice sounded. It wrapped around the teal-eyed toad’s long tongue when it was about to approach and instantly suppressed the ferocious scarlet tongue.
Wu Ji patriarch’s attack was swift, but Jing Wudao stopped him in a blink of an eye. He immediately became anxious.
Shangguan Fei immediately activated his spiritual energy, but he did not attack Jing Wudao. Instead, he slapped Gu Mingzhou with his right palm.
Gu Mingzhou’s attention was all on Jing Wudao. He didn’t expect Shangguan Fei to actually attack him at this time. After Master Qin’s magical treatment, he recovered half of his strength and immediately retreated.
What was Shangguan Fei’s cultivation level?
Even though Gu Mingzhou had suddenly recovered, it did not stop Shangguan Fei’s attack at all. Instead, his spiritual energy became stronger and his attacks became fiercer, instantly pressing toward Gu Mingzhou.
However, Gu Mingzhou’s retreat had bought Jing Wudao some time.
Jing Wudao immediately activated his sword technique, and the sword that was wrapped around the teal-eyed toad’s long tongue suddenly straightened up. A powerful force instantly overrode the long tongue.
The teal-eyed toad’s long tongue had grown with its cultivation, and it was comparable to a living artifact. It was naturally extraordinary.
Even though the soft sword released a powerful force, it was still unable to hurt the long tongue at all. It only shook it away.
Jing Wudao was surprised by the hardness of the long tongue.
At this moment, Jing Wudao did not have time to think. He immediately tapped the ground with the tip of his foot and suddenly slashed at Shangguan Fei.
Like a transparent sword, it instantly pierced through the void and went straight for Shangguan Fei’s arm.
Seeing that he was about to hit Gu Mingzhou, Shangguan Fei immediately gave up the idea of attacking and quickly withdrew his palm and retreated.
After his sword was missed, Jing Wudao didn’t follow up with another attack. Instead, he flipped in the air and landed in front of Gu Mingzhou.
“Are you alright?” Jing Wudao asked softly.
“I’m fine!” Gu Mingzhou quickly replied.
“It’s you, kid?” The nine-nether poisonous hedgehog flew over quickly, and the thorns on its body shot out.
Whoosh!
The sky was filled with thorns and they attacked at the same time.
Liu Youcheng and He Youliang also reacted, and the two of them circulated their spiritual energy as they flew into the air.
“Brat, die!” seeing this, Shangguan Fei immediately waved his palm and suddenly slapped.
The wind from the palm whistled as the thorns followed behind, their power even more ferocious!
Jing Wudao didn’t know how powerful the nine-nether poisonous hedgehog’s thorns were, but the threatening aura they emitted was enough to make him apprehensive. “Let’s go!” Jing Wudao grabbed Gu Mingzhou and said in a deep voice.
Gu Mingzhou knew what was going on. Without waiting for Jing Wudao to speak, a transparent token the size of a palm instantly flew out and floated above his head.
The token shone brightly, and several curtains of light hung down, instantly enveloping Gu Mingzhou.
The void trembled and the cave shook!
Gu Mingzhou, who was enveloped by the light, disappeared instantly, leaving behind a shadow that swayed in the wind.
Hundreds of sharp thorns followed and pierced through the shadow!