"Ah Qi!" Lin Qingyang exclaimed, subconsciously about to rush forward.
"Don't come here!" Cang Mo shouted in a low voice without looking back, her tall body blocking in front of him.
Lin Qingyang paused, and finally did not choose to step forward to cause trouble.
Cang Mo's eyes were fierce, he lost his demonic power, his wounds could not heal instantly as usual, and a blood mark on his face made him look even more demonic and violent. The smell of blood made his eyes even more excited.
The wooden puppet wore a weird smile, stretched out his hand stiffly, and grabbed the stuck blade on his neck. With the sound of tearing wood, along with the wood fragments, he pulled out the short knife, leaving a dark gap.
He twisted his head mechanically, making a "crunching" friction sound. His empty and dull eyes were locked on Cang Mo. The next second, a shrill scream burst out from his throat, waving two short knives, and attacked again like a crazy beast!
Cang Mo had no intention of retreating. He relied on the intuition and reaction speed of a beast to dodge the sword light as much as possible. Then he spotted the gap between the wooden man's sword and took a step forward. The blade of the blade brushed against the blood stains on his forearm, and his hands clasped the wooden puppet's arms like iron pincers!
The wooden puppet struggled violently, its limbs twisting wildly at twisted angles, trying to break free from its shackles. It let out a piercing scream in its throat, which made Lin Qingyang's eardrums hurt.
Then he saw a ruthless look flash in Cang Mo's eyes, the veins in his hands suddenly popped out, and the knotted muscles bulged his sleeves. Under an extremely terrifying absolute brute force, only a few scalp-numbing loud sounds were heard - the extremely hard arms carved from thousand-year-old sacred wood were torn off from his torso!
With sawdust flying, the wooden puppet that had lost both arms still did not stop attacking. It twisted its body wildly and even tried to hit Cang Mo's chest with its head.
Cang Mo strangled its neck with one hand, grabbed his head with the other hand, and twisted it violently. The wooden head with the weird smiling face was directly twisted off, and then was thrown to the ground. The headless torso twitched violently on the ground for a few times, and finally fell to the ground without moving any more.
Lin Qingyang looked at the head that rolled down to his feet, and was secretly shocked. This kid's physical fitness was simply incredible! His demonic power was sealed, but his physical strength alone could still be so terrifying!
"Are you okay?" Lin Qingyang stepped forward to check Cang Mo's injuries.
But when he stepped over the wooden head, it suddenly bounced up without warning, opened its "bloody mouth" that was gouged out to the limit, let out a sharp hiss, and bit Lin Qingyang's calf!
"Bang--!"
Before Lin Qingyang could react, Cang Mo stepped down hard, crushing the wooden head with violent force, and this time he was completely dead.
Cang Mo wiped the blood from his face and gritted his teeth with a gloomy expression, "It must be the fault of those people from the Immortal Alliance! If you can't get any advantage in the negotiation, you are resorting to such dirty tricks!"
"Something's not right here, let's get out first." Lin Qingyang looked at the debris on the ground and frowned.
Cang Mo nodded and picked up the two short knives dropped by the wooden man on the ground. The Xiaoyue Sword was too domineering and difficult to control without demonic power. At the moment, he could only use this for self-defense. He handed one of them to Lin Qingyang.
The two walked through the courtyard outside, and sure enough, there was no sign of the people just now. They walked all the way to the door. Just as Lin Qingyang was about to reach out and push the door open, Cang Mo suddenly held his wrist and gave him a hint with alert eyes.
Lin Qingyang understood and immediately stepped back half a step. Cang Mo turned sideways, used the short knife to enter the crack of the door, and then opened the door suddenly.
The moment the door opened, a piercing cold light shot straight in. Cang Mo reacted very quickly, raised his short knife to block and stepped back.
At the door, Jian Hong's figure flashed in very quickly, his long sword filled with fierce killing intent heading towards Cang Mo's Ming Gate.
Jian Hong has been practicing swordsmanship all his life. Even if he has no spiritual power at this time, his swordsmanship is still sharp and sharp, and all his moves are aimed at the fatal point.
Cang Mo responded with a short sword and fought with Jian Hong with his astonishing reaction speed. However, the short sword was just an ordinary weapon after all. After just a few exchanges, the sword cut iron as hard as clay and cut several gaps.
There was another fierce blow, the short knife suddenly broke, and the long sword stabbed Cang Mo's throat. Cang Mo narrowly avoided the sharp edge, turned around and slapped Jian Hong on the back.
Jian Hong staggered and threw himself out, vomiting out a mouthful of blood and barely holding on to the ground with his sword to avoid falling. He raised his head and glared at Cang Mo angrily.
"Beast!" Jian Hong cursed through gritted teeth.
"As expected, it's you old guy!" Cang Mo's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He threw away the broken knife and rushed forward to twist his neck with his bare hands.
Lin Qingyang quickly grabbed him and said, "Wait a minute!"
"You're still stopping me? That thing almost killed you just now!" Cang Mo glared at him, his chest rising and falling violently.
"The matter is not clear yet." Lin Qingyang said in a deep voice, looking at the blood stains on Jian Hong's sleeves, "If I guessed correctly, you should have been attacked by that wooden man, right?"
Jian Hong glared at him and sneered, "You're just pretending, isn't it just you?"
Lin Qingyang looked at him helplessly. "I clearly had the advantage in the negotiation just now, is there any need to do anything more? We were also attacked by wooden men in the house just now."
Jian Hong was stunned when he heard this, and his suspicious eyes fell on the blood stains on Cang Mo's face. He obviously noticed something was wrong, but because of his face, he couldn't keep his face to answer the question.
At this time, Su Jingui, who had been hiding outside the door, sneaked in and explained with lingering fear, "We were talking by the pond outside when a servant approached and suddenly gave me a knife! If I hadn't been wearing gold armor next to me, I might have been dead by now!"
There were two big holes in the placket of Su Jingui's chest, vaguely revealing the dark golden soft armor inside, which was worth a lot at first glance.
Lin Qingyang immediately asked, "The wooden man was also carved with a split mouth?"
Su Jingui nodded repeatedly and said, "My mouth is full of blood."
Jian Hong snorted coldly and said with a cold face, "If it wasn't you, who else could it be?"
Lin Qingyang was even more speechless and said, "Now that the four of us have been attacked, isn't it obvious who is the most suspicious?"
Jian Hong's face darkened and he didn't speak.
Su Jingui said hesitantly, "Pavilion Master Li just said that it was almost noon and he was going to prepare some food, and then he didn't show up again. Speaking of which, he was the one who suggested bringing in the Xuanji walnuts... but why did he do this?"
Lin Qingyang frowned and looked confused.
At this time, Cang Mo's ears on top of his head suddenly twitched sharply, and he frowned and said in a deep voice, "There is movement."