Chapter 1069: The Situation Reverses

The Situation Reverses

Farmer: ???

Without waiting for the Farmer to say more, Tian Huai drove a group of puppets, directly charging towards his face.

Clang——!!!

Hong Xiu swept her long spear horizontally. Terrifying Killing Intent forced the Scholar back. Backhandedly pushing the spear shaft backwards, she deadly blocked the Bone-Stripping Knife swung down by the Butcher!

Fighting one against two, Hong Xiu didn't fall to a disadvantage in the slightest. After all, the Path of the Scholar God wasn't adept at frontal battlefield combat, most of it was still Hong Xiu and the Butcher crossing weapons in close combat...

But every time the Scholar found an opportunity to intervene, there was always a skeletal pale wolf and an Enforcer holding a hammer and a gun pinning down his figure from the side.

"I admit you are very strong." The Butcher, who was fully concentrating on fighting fiercely with Hong Xiu, spoke in a deep voice,

"But right now, without a Dao Foundation secret treasure, you are not a match for the two of us..."

The corners of Hong Xiu's mouth slightly curved up. "If I remember correctly, the [Fix] character scroll cannot lock onto two people simultaneously. You guys have already fixed a [King], so it should be ineffective against me... As for that Dao Foundation secret treasure in your hand...

Why don't you take a careful look at it again?"

The Butcher was slightly startled, seemingly not understanding Hong Xiu's meaning, and looked down at his hand.

A Bone-Stripping Knife was quietly gripped in his hand. Whether it was the feel or the weight, it was no different from usual. But for some reason, an ominous premonition suddenly rose in the Butcher's heart...

Swoosh!

Hong Xiu's steps were like thunder, rushing to the Butcher's front like lightning. The long spear in her hand seemed to carry the force of a thunderbolt, abruptly thrusting out!

The Butcher came back to his senses, immediately using the Bone-Stripping Knife to block horizontally, but immediately after, a crisp sound came from his hand. The "Dao Foundation secret treasure" in his hand was actually blasted to pieces by Hong Xiu's spear, and the sharp spear tip directly pierced his skin, stabbing into his body!

The Butcher's pupils abruptly shrank!

"How is this possible? A Dao Foundation secret treasure, how could it be... with just one spear strike?"

"Look carefully again, is this Bone-Stripping Knife still your original one?" Hong Xiu held the long spear, laughing lightly.

The Butcher seemed to realize something, violently turning his head to look, only to see a Great Crimson Theatrical Robe already standing not far away since who knows when, casually playing with a Bone-Stripping Knife in his hand, his eyes full of pleasant surprise:

"The Dao Foundation secret treasure of the Path of Force is actually also a Bone-Stripping Knife... Truly have good taste."

The first time Chen Ling saw the Butcher, he noticed this Bone-Stripping Knife at the other party's waist. Whether it was the size or the weight, there was no difference from that ordinary Bone-Stripping Knife on his own body... Just now, taking advantage of the Butcher fully concentrating on fighting with Hong Xiu, Chen Ling directly found an opportunity to activate Scarlet Trick, swapping his own Bone-Stripping Knife with the Butcher's knife.

"You?!"

The Butcher's eyes widened. With an angry roar, he directly ignored the spear tip Hong Xiu stabbed into his body, twisted his body and charged towards Chen Ling!

"This Dao Foundation secret treasure... so it's used like this?" Chen Ling played with it for a moment. Seemingly guessing something, after gripping the handle of the Bone-Stripping Knife, he rotated it head to tail, pointing the tip of the knife towards the earth.

The next moment,

A white-clothed figure like a meteorite crashed down heavily from above the sky vault!!

Bang——!!!

The airwave whipped up after this person fell shook even the charging Butcher into taking a half step back. Densely packed cracks covered the earth. Amidst the flying dust, a familiar voice sounded:

"Beautifully done, Little Junior Brother."

Ning Ruyu's eyebrows and eyes smiled like crescent moons, giving Chen Ling a thumbs up. Then the long spear twirled a spear flower in his palm, and his gaze leisurely looked towards the Butcher again, and that massive vine monster behind him.

He slowly took a step forward, and a white spear awn instantly swept across the battlefield.

Crack——

The vines suspending more than ten Dusk Society members were severed by the spear awn simultaneously. Amidst a burst of exclamations and ouches, the captured Dusk Society members fell messily to the ground.

"Bullying Juniors while the elders are away... is not a good habit." Ning Ruyu spoke faintly.

The Butcher's heart instantly plunged to the bottom of the valley.

If they still held an advantage in a situation of three against two, then now that Chen Ling had released Ning Ruyu, the situation was completely reversed... Ning Ruyu, Hong Xiu, Tian Huai. These three Rank 8s joining hands was simply not something ordinary Rank 8s could withstand.

The Butcher gritted his teeth, just about to rely on his brute strength to entangle with Ning Ruyu and Hong Xiu, when a gunshot abruptly sounded from behind!

Bang!

[Yesterday's] bullet took advantage of the time when the Butcher's mind was turbulent, directly shooting into the back of his head. Unforgettable memories seemed to drill open his skull, surging and impacting his mind!

The Butcher's figure swayed, nearly planting on the ground... At the same time, a deep Bewilderment began to spread in his heart.

"Two left."

The Great Crimson Theatrical Robe fluttered. Chen Ling blew away the green smoke from the muzzle of the revolver, his gaze glancing towards the Scholar being besieged by Hong Xiu, Zhao Yi, and Han Meng.

"Little Junior Brother, this knife suits you very well." Ning Ruyu glanced at the Bone-Stripping Knife, laughing from behind. "I thought, if you couldn't find a usable Bone-Stripping Knife, you could only settle for the next best thing and find a dagger or something... I didn't expect the opportunity would deliver itself to the door just like this. You have to hide it well, don't let it be discovered by the Human Domains."

When Ning Ruyu was in the Ancient Vault of the Drama Path, he sparred with Chen Ling every day. He understood Chen Ling's close-combat style. Seeing him obtain a handy weapon with an extremely high upper limit at this time, he was also happy from the bottom of his heart.

"Thank you, Senior Brother."

"Little Junior Brother, which one do you want to hit next?"

Chen Ling pondered for a moment, pointing at the besieged Scholar: "Let's go with him."

"No problem."

Without a second word, Ning Ruyu directly charged into the battlefield.

Under the joint hands of him and Hong Xiu, that Scholar simply didn't have much power to fight back, only able to barely hold on... Chen Ling easily found an opportunity, firing a shot at his back.

Hit by a shot, the Scholar was also just like the Butcher, directly blanking out in place. After a long while, two trails of hot tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes. Not knowing what he saw in [Yesterday]...

By the time Chen Ling finished confirming the loading of the last bullet, he discovered that Hong Xiu, Ning Ruyu, and Tian Huai had already tied up the Farmer and were looking over here.

"... You guys are way too fast."

Chen Ling smiled helplessly, walking straight towards the Farmer.

"It's not that we are fast, it's him who gave up resisting himself." Tian Huai spoke slowly from behind him.

The vines around the Farmer had already been cut into pieces. His left body was held down by Hong Xiu, and his right side by Ning Ruyu. Like a prisoner in ancient times, he was locked on the ground, his complexion uncertain.

"Tian Huai, what you said had better be true." The Farmer coldly snorted, closing his eyes himself. "Come on, let me see if your 'bullet' can actually make me submit..."

The Great Crimson Theatrical Robe fluttered gently in the wind,

Chen Ling walked in front of him, pressing the muzzle against the center of the Farmer's brows, his voice incomparably serious:

"Before you fall into Bewilderment, I want to ask a question first..."

"The Silver King... where is he?"