Chapter 770 - Hope in Desperation (1/2)

When the young man reappeared in the world, he was standing next to a martial artist.

The man took out a pair of blades from his back and thrust them towards the sides of the martial artist.

"Urgh!"

The martial artist realized the intense killing intent only when the blade was a few inches away from his sides. He somersaulted to the front, avoiding the blades. However, the young man had predicted his move. He pulled back his daggers and focused only on one blade and thrust it forward. While the martial artist was still in midair, he saw the incoming attack and managed to parry it away.

"Help me!" Cai Bei cried after he landed on the ground.

"Yes, Clan Leader!" cried a younger Redsands disciple as he rushed over. Just as he was about to stand next to Cai Bei, Cai Bei drew out a sword that did not belong to him and stabbed the young Redsands disciple in his heart.

The poor lad was completely unguarded when he was stabbed. How could he expect his own clan leader kill him?

When the poor lad was killed, Cai Bei's body started to morph into the appearance and clothes of the man he had just killed. The sword in his hands even morphed into the same kind! The man was not Cai Bei but an Advanced stage Level 4 Mutant that had the ability to change his appearance. His ability was limited to copying only another person's appearance and not his or her entire personality and abilities. Even though it was a huge telltale sign that could be recognized, no one had the time nor the attention in that war!

"Brother! Allow me to help you!" cried the shapeshifter as he rushed over to another martial artist, ready to strike him down.

"Brother Lu! Do not be fooled by his appearance! The man is a fake!" Cai Bei cried after he had defeated a large number of Mutants.

"Urgh…" the shapeshifter cringed when he had realized that his cover was blown. By then, he could not change his form since it would immediately give away his position and identity. The man ignored Cai Bei and charged towards a Level 4 martial artist.

"GRAH!" Lu raised his sword up high and parried the blade of the fake-martial artist. With a kick charged with qi, he sent the shapeshifter flying up into the sky.

When it came to combat skills, there was no mutant right there that could match any martial artist. All they knew about close-quarter combat was mere tricks and feints. They were not trained to fool a master in the art of fists and kicks!

Being a Level 4 Intermediate stage, even though Lu had landed a clean kick imbued with qi, he was unable to deal much damage to the Advanced stage Level 4 Mutant.

"East! Head East!" Ge Hong roared as he led the last of the surviving martial artists to open a path towards the East.

The man with a short-distance teleportation ability reappeared into the battlefield once more behind the last martial artist. Effortlessly, he swung the blade towards him.

"Brother Qian! Be careful!" cried Ge Hong only after he had felt that someone was coming from behind.

"Urgh!"

It was too late as Qian had already sustained a cut. The attack was meant for the neck but Qian was able to sense his presence early and tried to dodge the blade. Unfortunately, he was still cut in the arm. At the moment when he realized that he was cut, Qian felt a numbing sensation spreading from the cut to all of his arm.

"I'm poisoned!" Qian cried. He immediately channeled his qi flow to push the poison back to resist its effect. Although it did stop the poison from spreading, Qian himself became weaker. Unfortunately, if one is to show an ounce of weakness in such a fight, one could only expect death.