Chapter Two Hundred and Ninety Two – Little Mo Kill (2/2)
At this time, Shu Long roared again, “Kill!”
Everyone’s heart jumped. Before they could respond, they heard the one thousand camp guards roar, “Kill!”
The killing intent that was let loose was like a fierce tiger that had left its cage, roaring and unstoppable!
The organized troop suddenly spread out. Each platoon was like a ball of black cloud that spread into the surroundings. At the same time, dozens of black serpents flew out of the formation, twisting as their barrel thick bodies leapt towards the Outer Hall xiuzhe in the air.
Hiss hiss hiss!
The stream of serpents hissing made everyone’s scalp prickle.
The spectators only saw dozens of enormous black serpents that were dozens of zhang long suddenly leaping out of the black whirlpool, baring their black fangs as they charged at the Outer Hall xiuzhe in the air.
The distance between the two sides was not far. The enormous black serpents were like arrows leaving the bow. With an unstoppable presence, it charged in front of the xiuzhe.
A blurry black shadow suddenly shot before him, He Xiang’s head rang and then blanked.
He was not the only one. None of the elders managed to react.
Whoosh!
A fishy wind blew past. The pain they imagined did not come. He Xiang shook and suddenly woke up. He found that he was surrounded in a patch of black.
A strange terror filled his heart. He swallowed difficulty. Where, where was this?
Cold and murderous without a hint of life, he seemed to be located in a void. Loneliness and terror continued to charge at his heart’s defenses like waves.
Calm … … calm … … … he had to remain calm!
This definitely was an illusion!
He Xiang repeatedly told himself and tried to calm down.
A voice full of killing intent suddenly passed into the void.
“Kill!”
He suddenly felt an enormous pain from his back. When he lowered his head, he found to his terror a hand shrouded in black energy had emerged halfway out of his chest.
Why … …
His mind dropped into an endless darkness.
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Su Long felt the temperature inside his body was astoundingly high. He seemed to be burning to ashes. He could only grit his teeth and bear it. It was common to encounter this kind of situation when they cultivated [Hardship Guard]. Just now, he had activated the mo skill to kill He Xiang in one blow.
However, he did not have any joy at this moment. There was only a furious desire for battle in his heart.
He once again raised his palm. His entire palm was wrapped in thick black energy. His eyes became even more red. A heart-boring pain passed from his right arm, but his arm did not shake at all.
Any kind of power could not come out of thin air.
To gain power, one had to pay. With a safe scripture, what was paid was time. For a quick scripture, even though it saved time, it required payment ofother things.
“Kill!”
A deep roar squeezed out of his chest. He suddenly flipped his palm, his fingers turning to claws as he grabbed towards a xiuzhe in the air!
A black palm left his hand, and suddenly imprinted on one xiuzhe’s chest and passing through as though the dazzling ling shield seemed to not exist. This black palm easily passed through.
This xiuzhe’s body shook, and then his vitality instantly disappeared as he dropped down.
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What the outsiders saw was a very strange scene. When the black serpents were just going to collide with the xiuzhe troop, they suddenly turned to a ball of black energy, and covered all of the xiuzhe.
The xiuzhe covered in the black energy seemed to freeze like puppets in the air.
Balls of black energy instantly flew out of the Guard Camp below them and hit the frozen Outer Hall xiuzhe. The xiuzhe in the sky dropped, like dumplings into a pot. When some xiuzhe were still dropping from the air, their corpses were already grey and without life.
Pia pia pia!
Outer Hall xiuzhe continued to drop. In a few short breaths, nothing was left in the sky.
No xiuzhe had escaped. The Outer Hall troops had all been defeated again, including all of their elders. The elders tried to struggle but inside the black energy, they were like headless flies. They flew randomly, but still could not escape. In the end, they were hit with dozens of black energy balls .
The entire battle was so short it was unimaginable, so clean and crisp it was terrifying.
One thousand people versus one thousand people!
One side was completely obliterated in the blink of an eye, and the other side had no fatalities at all. Everyone did not feel shock any more, but instead felt terror! Deep terror! This group of people dressed in black armor was as terrifying as yaomo!
No, even if it were yaomo, they definitely could not kill one thousand xiuzhe so easily!
Hong Jun Xuan’s face was bloodless, and as white as paper. He unconsciously opened his mouth but did not produce any sound. At his side, the calves of the other Clear Sky Sect disciples uncontrollably trembled.
Even the large male and the middle-aged person had fearful expressions.
They … … who were they?
What was that black energy?
What was that battle formation?
Translator Ramblings: No Lil’ Cliffy today!
My reserve of chapters hasn’t recovered from having house guests over. Accumulating chapters is very difficult.
The Outer Hall and the Clear Sky Sect disciples present right now are overconfident but like chess, there are only select strategic opening moves. He Xiang only sent a portion of the people in a first attack which isn’t a bad move since they didn’t know much about Golden Crow City. It might have been possible that Zuo Mo pulled a rabbit out of the hat and would have something that could kill all of them at once if all their forces attack the city together. Hong Jun Xuan is slightly different. He wants to win, but his own forces are the Clear Sky Sect disciples and not the Outer Hall. He can only use the Clear Sky Old Forefather to threaten He Xiang to attack the city. But if Hong Jun Xuan sent all of the Outer Hall and was also defeated, then he would be in big trouble. In terms of numbers, Clear Sky Sect would be outnumbered, and most importantly, it would be a mark against him.