When Qin Tiexin turned around, Duan Xuan was pulling the sword out of a monk's throat.
The blood slid down the blade of the sword and spread a small patch of dark red on the gravel ground. The Body Tempering Peak monk covered his throat with his hands, and blood continued to gush out from between his fingers. His knees softened and he knelt on the ground. He fell forward, twitched twice and stopped moving.
Duan Xuan shook off the blood on the sword and looked up at the last person.
The square-faced monk holding the knife had retreated ten steps away. He saw the whole process of the long-faced monk being cut in two by Qin Tiexin, and saw his companion being pierced through the throat by Duan Xuan's sword, and his face lost all fighting spirit. He turned around and ran away, not even daring to look back. He was extremely fast, rushing left and right among the ruins, and he had already taken more than twenty steps in the blink of an eye.
Duan Xuan put away the long sword, touched the whip handle at his waist with his right hand, and prepared to catch up.
Twenty steps is not that far.
As soon as she took a step, a bright red light passed by her side, dragging a straight red line in the air, and the Spirit Rune on the tail made a piercing scream in flight.
Qin Tiexin still maintains the throwing posture.
Bursting Spear!
When the monk was about to escape, Qin Tiexin took it out from the storage ring. It was the most powerful javelin he had ever forged, but it was too noisy and was not used many times.
The body of the gun is engraved with a detailed spiritual array. Spirit Rune lights up one after another when spiritual power is poured into it. The entire javelin glows with a scorching red light in the darkness, and a secondary explosion will occur after hitting the target.
He held the javelin and did not aim for too long. Spiritual power poured into the gun body from the palm of his hand, and all the Spirit Runes lit up to the extreme at the same time. He twisted his waist and hips, exerted force on his arms, and the javelin came out.
Falling Star Spear!
The red light drew a straight trajectory in the air. The sound of wind caused by Bursting Spear's flight was short and sharp. It accurately caught up with the man's back and penetrated the protective body Spiritual Qi he had gathered in a hurry. The tip of the gun penetrated deeply into the man's back and came out from the front of his chest.
The square-faced monk lowered his head and glanced at the spear point protruding from his chest, opened his mouth, and before he could make a sound -
Boom.
Bursting Spear's Spirit Rune exploded section by section starting from the tip of the gun. Each section of the explosion released a high-pressure spiritual shock wave in his body. Fragments of flesh, bones, and cassocks exploded in all directions at the same time, and a dark red mark splashed on the gravel ground. Several pieces of meat fell into the withered grass ten steps away, still steaming.
Three people, all dead.
Qin Tiexin inserted Edgeless on the ground in front of him. It was as if all his strength had been drained from his whole body. He slid down and sat down against the blade, spread his legs, and sat on the ground gasping for air.
His spiritual energy was almost drained.
The series of attacks just now, from Suppress the Mountain to Wind Blade, from Wind-Rending to the last knife, and then to the Bursting Spear just now, almost squeezed out all the spiritual power in his body at the same time. He was breathing heavily, sweat dripping down his chin and hitting the gravel ground.
He glanced down at his right arm.
The wound stretched from the outside of the shoulder to the bottom of the elbow. The skin on the edge of the wound rolled outwards, and the color changed from the normal dark red to burnt black. It was directly scorched and sealed by the power of Qi and Blood attached to the halberd. The eschar was very thick, blocking most of the blood, but dark red blood was still seeping out from the deepest part of the wound.
The halberd wound was much deeper than he imagined, and the depth of the halberd blade's cut was close to the bone.
He knew that he could win this time, relying on the opponent's underestimation of the enemy and his uninterrupted suppression from the beginning to the end. Suppress the Mountain broke the defense, Wind Blade forced him to retreat, Wind-Rending tore through the body's protective spiritual power, and finished with the last knife.
If there is any link in the middle that is slowed down for a breath, the long-faced monk can catch his breath. The true strength of the Qi and Blood Realm will be revealed, and the loser is himself. This is just Qi and Blood Early Stage. If it is Qi and Blood Middle Stage, his first sword Suppress the Mountain will chop down. The opponent does not need to fight at all, but directly uses the body protection Qi and Blood to carry it hard, and a backhand halberd will kill him.
Duan Xuan walked quickly to him and squatted down. He reached out to open the wound on his right arm and checked it. After confirming that no bones were injured, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Don't move." She took out a porcelain bottle and a roll of gauze from Storage Bag, bit open the cork with her teeth, and sprinkled the medicinal powder evenly on the wound. The moment the medicinal powder touched the burnt black flesh, Qin Tiexin's right arm muscles were slightly tense. Duan Xuan wrapped the wound layer by layer with gauze, from the shoulder to the elbow, pulling it tightly and evenly every time, and finally tied a knot on the outside of the elbow.
Qin Tiexin took out one Qi Recovery Pill and one Healing Pill, stuffed them into his mouth together, chewed them up and swallowed them. The power of the medicine slowly dissolved in the body, leaving the wound a little itchy, and the recovery speed was very fast.
Taking advantage of Qin Tiexin's recovery time, Duan Xuan went to pick up the three Storage Bag one by one.
The long-faced monk's Storage Bag was the largest and heaviest. His short halberds were scattered beside the corpse. Qin Tiexin picked them up and took a look. The two short halberds were both Upper-Grade Law Artifact. The fire pattern spiritual formation on the halberd poles was of high grade.
The things in the other two people Storage Bag are not bad either. The three of them must have been raiding the ruins together for a while. Storage Bag is full of stuff from other monks and The trophies looted from Demon Beast's body - elixirs, spiritual materials, a few pieces of Law Artifact in good condition, hundreds of Lower-Grade Spirit Stone and dozens of Middle-Grade Spirit Stone.
Qin Tiexin and Duan Xuan sorted it out on the spot. Qin Tiexin took away several bottles of Qi Recovery Pill and healing medicine. Duan Xuan took the wrong blood coagulation grass and the two short halberds, two long swords of good quality and a set of light armor. Spirit Stone and other odds and ends were divided equally between the two of them, and each of them put them away.
The two of them continued walking out. After that, there were fewer and fewer side roads, and there were gradually more and more people on the main road.
The closer to the exit, the more monks there are, and the less fighting scenes there are. No one wants to do it in front of hundreds of eyes in public, even those monks who have made a fortune from robbery along the way, when they get here, they restrain their minions and blend in with the crowd, pretending to be honest.
After a while, Qin Tiexin and Duan Xuan came to the bottom of the huge crack when they entered the ruins.
The crack is still closed, and the gray rocks on both sides fit together tightly in the darkness without any gaps. It will take some time for the monks outside to open the crack from the outside. On the gravel platform below the crack are scattered monks sitting cross-legged and adjusting their breath. Some people are leaning against the stone wall with their eyes closed to relax, some are talking in a low voice, and some are stuffing elixirs into their mouths to restore their spiritual power.
Qin Tiexin scanned around and found that there were about 200 people on the platform. He remembered that there were at least 300 people when he came in, and he didn't know if the remaining 100 people were still on the road or had stayed in the ruins forever.
Somewhere in the square, the three-legged cauldron was surrounded by six Qi and Blood Realm monks. The Spirit Rune on the cauldron was still running slowly, and the medicinal power it emitted was so strong that it condensed into a layer of pale golden mist above the mouth of the cauldron. Zhang Chen and several others sat cross-legged around the cauldron. Once here, there was basically no need to worry about being robbed, and the vigilance between the six people was relaxed a lot.
Qin Tiexin's eyes swept farther and stopped on the branches of a dead tree.
Jiang Li sat on a horizontal branch, put on the mask again, the broken leather armor on his body had been replaced by a brand new black outfit, and his aura was much more stable than before.
Duan Xuan followed his gaze and immediately frowned. She stood up and touched the handle of the whip around her waist.
"I'll go find her."
Qin Tiexin stretched out his hand to stop her. "It makes no sense."
Duan Xuan glanced at the densely packed monks around her, then at the dead tree in the distance, and finally sat down angrily. She folded her arms and muttered, "Don't let me run into her in the future."
Qin Tiexin leaned against the stone wall and closed his eyes. His spiritual power had not yet fully recovered, and the wound on his right arm was aching faintly. It was a good time to take advantage of this period to adjust his breathing.
After about another incense stick, more and more monks gathered on the platform, reaching a sparse number of two hundred, thirty or forty people. Occasionally, there were scattered monks coming out of the ruins, but the intervals were getting longer and longer, indicating that almost all the people who could come out of the ruins had come out.
Suddenly, a low space fluctuation came from the space at the crack. The tight rock wall first trembled, and then a straight golden line split from the middle. The golden line expanded rapidly and twisted into an irregular oval entrance in the air. The light at the edge of the entrance spread outward like water waves, and the exit that had been sealed for five days in the entire ruins was reopened.
Many monks breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and rushed toward the exit.
Qin Tiexin also stood up, but he did not push forward. He habitually observed the exit first, and his eyes fell on the inside of the oval entrance.
Something's wrong!
Qin Tiexin fixed his gaze in the direction of the crack, and his pupils shrank slightly. The crack opened, but the color outside the crack was wrong. The inside was not a normal gray stone color, but a deep and almost thick blood red, as if the back of the entire space had been smeared with a layer of sticky blood.
Qin Tiexin grabbed Duan Xuan's wrist and instead of pushing forward with the crowd, he slowly pulled her back a few steps.
"Wait."
Duan Xuan didn't ask why. She saw the expression on Qin Tiexin's face and stopped.
The first ones to rush to the exit were a group of strong Body Refining monks. They stood in front of the crack and were about to step out.
But before the first person could cross the threshold, the crack suddenly shook violently. A bloody figure was thrown in from outside the entrance. It hit the gravel ground and rolled twice before stopping, dragging a long blood trail on the ground.
That was a sturdy bald monk.
Only half of his body was left, with all the parts below the waist disappearing. The flesh, flesh and bone fragments at the fracture were uneven, as if it had been torn directly from the lower body by some huge force. Blood continuously gushes out from the terrifying fracture, soaking the gravel beneath him.
His arms were still intact, his left hand tightly grasped a broken jade medal, and his right hand scratched several deep finger marks on the ground. He used his last strength to raise his head, the veins on his neck popped out, his eyes widened, and his mouth opened and closed several times before he made a sound.
"Quick... run..."
Before the last word of the two words could be finished, his arms dropped and the light in his eyes quickly faded.
The platform instantly exploded.
Someone recognized the body. "True Person Iron Fist! That's True Person Iron Fist of the Iron Fist Sect!"
Several monks who knew True Person Iron Fist rushed forward, knelt down and felt his breath, then checked the fracture at his waist, then raised their heads, their faces ashen.
The physical training of True Person Iron Fist and Meridian Opening Middle Stage is one of the highest combat forces stationed outside the sealed ruins this time. They are responsible for maintaining the peripheral formation and waiting for the ruins to reopen.
He was actually killed and thrown into the entrance of the ruins like a dead dog.
What is happening in the outside world?