Chapter 315 – Pounce (1/2)
Chapter 315: Pounce
Translator: Law Editor: Hitesh
Seeing all this, Man Man and Shaosi almost bounced up from the ground, but hearing Ji Hao's shouts, they immediately stepped back, shielding the altar and Taisi behind.
Tens of Ji Mo and Jiang Su's warriors pulled out their weapons simultaneously, sprinting towards the altar. However, the air abruptly and slightly rippled in front of them. Turning for a few times, those warriors found that the altar, Taisi who stood beside it, and the two girls, were like illusions which had been continuously disappearing and appearing again; these warriors couldn't even approach the altar.
A low yet resonant roar rose into the air, along with which, Feng Xing, who was surrounded by seven to eight warriors, suddenly leapt up into the air. A fierce gust of wind that had a faint cyan color swooshed up from under his feet, that seemed to raise his moving speed by at least ten times. Those warriors who attempted to wall him had almost grabbed his limbs, but before they clenched their fingers, Feng Xing darted out swiftly to tens of miles away, just like a loach which was covered in oil.
Turning around and pulling the longbow open, Feng Xing shot out three golden shining arrows in a row.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
The three golden arrows screamed across the air along with beautiful arc-shaped routes, magically puncturing the heads of over twenty warriors, then swishing out of the island and piercing into the river.
Blood surged out and pieces of flesh were brought up flying in the air by those arrows for over ten zhangs far. Twenty-four warriors brought by Ji Mo had their heads blew up by Feng Xing's magical archery without even letting out a moan. They fell on the ground, and began twitching intensely.
The life-force of Senior Magi was strong and thriving, therefore, although the heads of these warriors had all gone and they had died almost immediately, the great life-force still lingered inside their bodies. Their hearts kept beating like drums and their blood spurted out in huge streams to three even five zhangs away, like fountains.
A small half of the island was dyed red by the fresh blood. Feng Xing, whose power was consumed up already, curved his lips upwards and proudly took a glance at his marvelous work, then took a long gasp and jumped into the river, swiftly diving down. A long and slim human silhouette flashed across the river, then disappeared completely. No one, not even Yu Mu, knew where did Feng Xing go.
Yu Mu gave the two warriors, who had their hands pressed on his pot, one of his symbolic simple and honest grin, then said, ”No one should touch my pot without asking me.”
The two warriors raised their eyebrows. They were still in great shock caused by Feng Xing's archery and the sudden death of their fellows, which made them lost patience towards this seemingly weak and dumb fatso. They gripped the edge of the pot and intended to break it into two. In the meanwhile, around ten warriors raised their weapons and rushed over, intending to take out this fatso at first.
”Well, you shouldn't eat my grilled meat,” said Yu Mu calmly and even a bit amicably, ”My friends can improve their powers by eating my grilled meat, while you...might die!”
All Ji Mo's warriors including himself suddenly paused, and in the following moment, their faces all turned horribly green. Strength seemed to be drained from their bodies such that many of them couldn't help but loosen their hands, letting their weapons clang against the ground.
Ji Mo, who had Ji Hao's shoulders tightly locked with his arms, instantly felt a hell-like pain from his stomach. From his eyes, nostrils and ears, green blood stream gushed out. Ji Hao's shoulders were still grabbed in his hands yet, no matter how hard he tried, he could never clench his finger.
”Ke...eke!” A weird mumble came from his mouth, and tremblingly, Ji Mo squeezed a few words out of his throat, ”Poison...I...I've checked the meat with...poison��proof talisman...How, how can I get poisoned...”