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Chapter 28, Ambush

These white-clothed men are full of vigor and roundness, and their steps are fast. They are obviously warriors of the Taiping Sect.

"We're in an ambush!"

A black armor soldier's face was cold, different from these recruited warriors, they were soldiers under General Han's command, and they couldn't run away at all, otherwise not only would they die, but their families would also be implicated.

boom!
A terrifying wave of air rose from these white-clothed men, and the smoke of energy and blood rushed straight into the sky. It was obvious that this was a seventh-rank blood refiner!

"Brother Zhao, it's up to you!"

Beside Zhao Ting, a black soldier entrusted him.

"Ah."

Zhao Ting nodded slightly, knowing that it was time for him to contribute.

boom!
Zhao Ting stepped on the ground with his right foot, a burst of mad energy and blood erupted from his body, which was extremely conspicuous in the crowd, and directly turned into a humanoid beast, rushing towards the seventh-rank blood refiner!

"This is the seventh-rank blood refiner in this team?"

Thinking of the information that came over, Wang Han immediately made up his mind.

In an instant, the long sword swept across, and countless sword lights flew towards Zhao Ting like snowflakes!

puff!puff!puff!
Zhao Ting's eyes were cold, and he kicked with his right foot and left foot alternately, densely packed, blocking all of Wang Han's knives in an instant.

Both of them are seventh-rank blood refining, and their energy is endless. In just a few breaths, they have blasted out dozens of moves, and they are indistinguishable.

Seeing that Zhao Ting blocked the opponent's seventh-rank blood refining, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. If the seventh-rank blood refining rushed into the team, it would definitely be a massacre for them.

Completely different from other people's mentality, there is still a string in Chen Mo's mind that is tense.

The Taiping sect spies in the county government office must have passed on the information of their team. If so, would they only send a seventh-rank blood refiner to deal with them?
Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
Chen Mo's opponent was a ninth-grade skin refiner. While he was fighting the opponent, he was always watching the movement around him from the corner of his eye.

"Death to me!"

The Ninth-Rank Skin Refining of the Taiping Sect suddenly exploded, covered in white clothes, and punched Chen Mo's chest. This punch, probably close to the strength of the Eighth-Rank Bone Refining, was obviously the opponent's trump card.

Click!

Chen Mo's eyes moved slightly, and his right hand stretched out his claws. The air was turbulent, and he grabbed the opponent's fist in his palm in an instant.

"Ok?"

The white-clothed disciple was stunned for a moment, his move was invincible, he had killed many ninth-rank skin refiners, but now his fist was in the opponent's hand, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't draw it out.

puff!

A burst of pain stimulated his nerves, the pain was brief, and then his consciousness fell into chaos.

Chen Mo threw the opponent's head on the ground, glanced around, and found that Zhao Ting was inseparable from that seventh-rank blood refiner, and the terrifying vigor shot out, making the ground full of holes.

boom!
A ninth-grade skin refiner rushed towards him again, and Chen Mo immediately controlled the strength of his attack, fighting him inextricably.

For a while, there was chaos in the arena.

boom!
At this moment, a white figure came behind Zhao Ting at some point, his blood was billowing like smoke, and his terrifying fist strength was overwhelming towards Zhao Ting.

"Seventh Grade Blood Refining?!"

Sensing the terrifying aura behind him, Zhao Ting's face immediately changed wildly. He could barely cope with a seventh-rank blood refiner, but with two seventh-rank blood refiners, he was definitely no match.

However, at this time, the attack of the seventh-rank blood refiner behind him was already approaching, so Zhao Ting could only blow Wang Han away with one leg, turned around with the force of the counter-shock, and blasted out both fists at the same time!
Click!Click!
A terrifying force came from Zhao Ting's fists, directly blasting him away, and many bones in both arms were broken.

All of this happened in a blink of an eye, and by the time everyone realized it, Zhao Ting had already fallen into a disadvantage.

"how is this possible?!"

Seeing the qi and blood of the white-clothed disciples tumbling like smoke, everyone immediately realized that among the white-clothed men who ambushed this time, there were two seventh-rank blood refiners!

"Run!"

A ninth-grade skin refiner shouted, but just as he turned around, he was speechless, a palm passed through his chest from behind, directly crushing his heart.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
At this time, the group of warriors dared not to fight, they fled in all directions like frightened birds and beasts.

boom!
A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, as if a giant dragon roared and rolled in it, and the originally clear sky became a little wet.

Click!

Chen Mo's eyes were cold, and he suddenly pinched off the neck of the ninth-rank skin refiner opposite him, and immediately turned into a black shadow, galloping away in the opposite direction from the seventh-rank blood refiner from the Taiping Sect.

"Brother Wang, I'll leave that grade [-] blood refiner to you, and I'll hunt down the others!"

Wei Ming watched the people fleeing in all directions, and arranged for Wang Han.

"Brother Wei, kill those people quickly, and leave this seventh-rank blood refiner to me!"

Wang Han looked indifferent and nodded slightly.

Zhao Ting's arms have been crippled, and his combat strength has been greatly reduced. Now he is no match for him at all.

"I'll be back when I go!"

Wei Ming's muscles and bones roared, and in an instant he turned into a black shadow, charging towards the fleeing crowd.

At this time, the sky began to drip with light rain, dripping on the ground, making a crackling sound.

There were more than 30 corpses lying on the ground, blood flowing like a stream.

"There are two seventh-rank blood refiners, one in the open and the other in the dark. Zhao Ting was caught by surprise. He may be doomed this time!"

Chen Mo ran fast, the scene on both sides quickly retreated, and the raindrops fell, slowly wetting his hair and clothes.

The second seventh-rank blood refiner didn't make a move at first, probably because he was afraid that Zhao Ting would run away immediately.

A peak-level seventh-rank blood refiner wanted to escape, but two seventh-rank blood refiners couldn't stop them.

Whoosh!
After a few jumps, Chen Mo had already appeared ten meters away, leaving no trace on the ground.

The time for a stick of incense passed in a blink of an eye, Chen Mo stopped slowly, looked around, and found that it was a desolate plain.

"I didn't expect that you mouse can run quite well!"

Suddenly, an indifferent voice sounded, and immediately a terrifying heat wave rose from behind Chen Mo.

Chen Mo turned around and found that Wei Ming had appeared behind him.

Wei Ming's eyes were as cold as ice and snow. Blood flowers appeared on his original white clothes. Blood was still dripping from his hands along with the rain.

"There are so many people, why do you want to chase me!"

Chen Mo's eyes were gloomy, his whole body roared, and the green clothes on his body bulged up.

"Ok?"

Seeing Chen Mo's reaction, Wei Ming was slightly stunned. The people he chased and killed before saw him full of fear and knelt down to beg for mercy. Chen Mo's calm appearance made him feel very uncomfortable.

"What about chasing you?"

Wei Ming asked back.

"I will kill you!"

Chen Mo yelled violently, the air in his arms surged, his muscles and bones screamed, and a wave of mountains was rampant, and an indomitable posture radiated from Chen Mo's body.

(End of this chapter)