Chapter 40

Just as the young woman was having a strange conversation with Hua Xiajiu and letting her thoughts wander, two men in black had already caught up and stopped about five meters in front of Hua Xiajiu.

One of them was the middle-aged man with a scar who had released the gray bird to track Hua Xiajiu. He held a black long knife, with a fierce and sinister look, and was at the late-stage Spirit Condensation Realm. The other was a middle-aged man with a sallow complexion, holding a duster, dressed like a wandering sorcerer, and was at the perfected stage of the Spirit Condensation Realm.

Before Hua Xiajiu could speak, the middle-aged man with the scar on the left side sternly shouted, "Kid! Are you trying to meddle in other people's affairs and stand up for this woman?"

Upon hearing this, Hua Xiajiu couldn't help but frantically search his mind for similar scenes from the novels he had read, trying to figure out how to respond.

But before Hua Xiajiu could speak, the middle-aged man with the sallow complexion quickly added, "Since that's the case! Then you make the first move! We won't hold back either."

As he finished speaking, he indeed didn't hold back. He shook the duster in his hand, which transformed into countless tiny green snakes, shooting towards Hua Xiajiu like lightning.

The middle-aged man with the scar sneered, raised his black knife, and merged with it, transforming into a bolt of black lightning, slashing towards Hua Xiajiu.

Seeing this, Hua Xiajiu, though surprised, remained calm. An invisible ripple flashed in his eyes, and a golden light shield instantly formed in his left hand, protecting most of his body.

At the same time, with a whistling sound, six ice arrows shot out from his right hand in six directions, enveloping the middle-aged man, forcing him to retract his duster to block the ice arrows.

Just then, an alarm bell rang in Hua Xiajiu's mind, and he vaguely sensed a great danger coming from behind. Without hesitation, he released a surge of true essence from his feet, preparing to leap to the side.

Unfortunately, it was already too late to dodge. With a hiss, Hua Xiajiu felt a sharp pain in his right chest as a weapon instantly pierced through it.

In a flash, Hua Xiajiu realized that the young woman behind him had launched a surprise attack. He let out a roar, his heart filled with a surge of killing intent, and kicked back with his right foot.

With a thud, accompanied by a delicate cry, Hua Xiajiu felt his right foot initially encounter some resistance, then, with a sound like a shield breaking, the resistance disappeared, and he kicked into flesh.

Immediately, a loud clang echoed as golden light flashed and black light radiated. The black knife in the scarred man's hand struck Hua Xiajiu's golden light shield. Hua Xiajiu felt a powerful force travel through his left hand to his entire body, causing him to stagger backward. But thinking of the young woman behind him, he increased his true essence, suddenly leaping to the side.

After stabilizing himself, Hua Xiajiu's face turned ashen as he scanned the three people, then quickly fled.

The beautiful young woman's previously pitiful and bashful expression had turned to one of venom, mockery, and slight surprise. Her right hand held a slender sword, gleaming with a cold light and covered in pale golden blood.

The middle-aged man with the sallow complexion had already put away his duster, watching Hua Xiajiu flee with a mocking smile, as if there was no need to make another move, for Hua Xiajiu was already as good as dead.

The scarred man, after stopping, glanced at the golden light shield that had only dimmed slightly from his full-strength attack, and was surprised. But after scanning Hua Xiajiu's heart with his soul sense and finding it already pierced through, he relaxed and did not pursue.

"Hehehehe! What a pity for this handsome and sturdy kid. Oh! Oh! Oh!" The young woman giggled, her eyes scanning Hua Xiajiu's handsome and rugged face, showing a look of regret. She recalled how, when the spirit weapon pierced his heart, she felt his body's strength, and even with her full-strength true essence attack, she almost failed to pierce through, causing a slight delay, which led to her being kicked and sustaining a minor injury.

"Hahaha! Yan'er! You must have a thing for this kid, right? Are you a bit regretful about the fatal blow? Hmm! This kid is indeed quite handsome." The scarred man looked at the young woman, somewhat jealously teasing her.

Hua Xiajiu was now filled with fear, realizing that if he hadn't instinctively moved his heart to his right chest during his body's formation, he would have been fatally wounded. Although his heart was protected by the white light from the square jade, he didn't know how strong the protection was.

Thinking of how he almost died, Hua Xiajiu's heart was filled with a surge of killing intent, and he decided to kill these three people.

Despite his fear, he remained exceptionally calm, his mind rapidly analyzing the current situation. He silently stepped on the treetops, moving forward to buy time to heal his right chest. His strong recovery ability had already stopped the bleeding, and the wound was slowly healing.

Seeing that Hua Xiajiu had not fallen, the young woman felt a sense of doubt, thinking how strong-willed this kid was, still standing even with his heart shattered. She listened to the scarred man's words while closely watching Hua Xiajiu, who had flown over a hundred meters, thinking that this was the most handsome man she had ever seen in her life, her gaze becoming slightly heated as she examined him.

"Ah—"

At that moment, Hua Xiajiu let out a惨叫, his body staggered, and he began to descend. With a thud, he fell from a height of over ten meters, crashing into a tree and then rolling to the ground.

"This kid's life force is really strong. His heart was shattered, yet he managed to run over a hundred meters before dying." The middle-aged man with the sallow complexion said as he slowly approached Hua Xiajiu.

The beautiful young woman nodded in agreement, slightly relieved. But then, thinking of the battle, she showed a look of anticipation and said, "The spells this kid used were extraordinary. He didn't even need to make hand seals, so they might not be ordinary spells. Perhaps they are legendary secret techniques. I wonder if he carries any secret manuals."

Upon hearing this, the scarred man and the sallow-faced middle-aged man showed a greedy look, and their pace quickened.

In a few breaths, the three had reached Hua Xiajiu's side. The young woman kicked Hua Xiajiu's body, which was lying on the ground, and without a word, reached for the storage bag hanging from his waist.

"Huh! That's strange! His heart is shattered, but why is there so little blood—?" The middle-aged man's expression changed as he suddenly said.

Before the old man could finish his sentence, Hua Xiajiu, who was lying on the ground, suddenly emitted a dozen points of golden light. In a flash, a dozen inch-long golden short spikes formed and shot towards the three.

The three's expressions changed, and they quickly retreated, their weapons flashing as they cast defensive spells.

The young woman, who was closest to Hua Xiajiu, barely managed to deflect one of the golden short spikes but was hit by three, causing her to cry out and fall back.

Following the golden short spikes, Hua Xiajiu sprang up from the ground, and a black staff suddenly appeared in his right hand, extending several meters in an instant and shooting towards the scarred man like lightning.

The scarred man, who was not weak, had just split the four golden short spikes aimed at him with his black knife when he saw a black point suddenly appear before his eyes, shooting towards his face. He was startled. His black knife was too slow to retract, so he roared, and a surge of true essence from his dantian instantly formed a white light shield around him.

Bang—Crack—

A loud bang echoed, and the shield shattered. But with this buffer, the middle-aged man, with white light surrounding his left hand, punched the black staff with all his might.

Bang—

The middle-aged man's face changed drastically as he felt an unimaginable force, causing him to fly backward.

With a spurt, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood as soon as he landed, his face turning pale, and his left hand and arm were bloodied and broken.

Today has been tiring, here's the third update. I only ask for favorites, red votes, and good reviews—

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