C40 (1/2)

Hua Jiu'er stood in the air, her severed arm quickly sprouting out a new flesh. As it wiggled, it began to heal, and with its good hand, it reached out to the formation that was about to dissipate. With a palm strike, a huge bud like a heavy hammer shot straight towards the Lander Peak.

Boom!

Rocks flew in all directions, and rows after rows of houses flew into the air. The remaining light of the formation transformed into specks of light, and the peak of the Rippling Mountain began to shake as it rumbled, causing dust to fly into the air and the peak to collapse.

Blood was flowing rapidly in Hua Jiu'er's eyes, and the endless blood qi behind her was surging along with her heaving chest. That arm had already grown out. Hua Jiu'er looked at the collapsing peak coldly, anger filling her eyes.

Xiao Chen clenched his fists. Previously, he did not see anyone inscribing an array. Xiao San used his explosion to prove that someone was inscribing an array. Why did he not see it? The dark faced Hua Jiu'er swept her gaze downwards.

Yan Yi had already formed hand seals within his sleeves. If Hua Jiu'er were to make a move, he would have already made his move. By his side, Qing Ze and the others also did the same.

”Prince of Yan, do you still recognize me?” Hua Jiu'er suddenly said.

Yan Yi was shocked as he stared at Hua Jiu'er, not knowing what was going on. Qing Ze and the others were also shocked, as they had a faint premonition of an ominous premonition.

”Hua Jiu'er, are you trying to be shameless?” Yan Yi said coldly.

”You're being shameless?” You don't have the qualifications for me to go back on my word. ” Hua Jiu'er smiled contemptuously.

Yan Yi did not say a word. His five small flags were overflowing with light and were ready to soar into the sky at any moment.

”It seems you've really forgotten. Do you still remember that young man who massacred several villages in Yan Country?” As Hua Jiu'er spoke, she tore off her robe. On her chest, there was a bowl-sized scar along with a ferocious flower of blood. On her back, there was also a bowl-sized scar.

”It's you!” Yan Yi's pupils constricted. Before he could finish his sentence, he had already struck out brazenly, and the others from the Green Swamp also attacked at the same time.

At the same time, Yan Yi put his hands together, and five small flags shot up into the sky. He pointed two fingers at Hua Jiu'er, and with the four horns pointed downwards, the pole also coiled around the top of Hua Jiu'er's head.

”My heart is at ease.” The black and white in Yan Yi's eyes dispersed, and replacing them was a pool of water that did not waver. The flute spun, and many chains grew out from within, the tip of the chains turning into a sharp awl, like a poisonous snake that was rushing towards Hua Jiu'er.

A huge shadow appeared behind each of the three people of Green Dragon, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise. The three divine beast silhouettes dashed straight towards the flute and drilled through the hole on the flute.

Hua Jiu'er did not dodge. Her lips were still curled up as she smiled sinisterly at Yan Yi and the rest, allowing the chains to pierce through her body as she bit down on her body.

The blood-red color that dyed the sky slowly scattered in the wind.

The chains on the flute flickered with a golden light, and the seven notes connected together to form a line that flowed into Hua Jiu'er's body. The blood that was circulating in Hua Jiu'er's pupils slowly stopped, and the threads of gold flowed into her, her eyes becoming unusually dull.

Followed by a few cracking sounds, Hua Jiu'er's body was torn apart by the three divine beasts, turning into a rain of blood, falling down one after another through the shadow of the flute.

”Dead?” Yan Yi was in disbelief, and the three people of the Verdant Tarn Empire were also in disbelief. Hua Jiu'er had already reached the peak of the Infantry Division and was just a hair away from breaking through. How could she die so easily?

Yan Yi furrowed his brows. He did not believe that Hua Jiu'er was dead, and the smile on her face before she was torn apart was deeply imprinted into his mind. He was sure that Hua Jiu'er would not die so quickly. The five small flags were quietly floating in the air, and the chains were swaying about within them.

Yan Yi was silent, his nerves taut. He could feel the undulations from his surroundings. Qing Ze, Bai Hong and Xuan Lu were looking at each other, unsure of the reason.

Puff

Sounds of air leaking could be heard from below. The four quickly lowered their heads.

The red fog that was scattered by the wind was sucked into the lungs of the disciples below. All of their faces flushed red, and the veins on their bodies bulged out as a hideous flower of blood appeared on their chests.

The blood blossomed out from his body, releasing a pu pu sound, the disciples who were standing below fell down one after another, the blood on their chests fluttered in the wind, the flower petals slowly spread open, and the one eye inside stared coldly at the four people who were helpless.