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Chapter 41 Sikong
The young man looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old. His body was extremely strong, enough to compare with Lei Chen. He was holding a spear in his hand. Although the spear was only half a foot long, it was completely black and had an astonishing aura about it. The cold air came out, and there was even a little golden light on the tip of the spear.
And the most important thing is that this spear is not made of stone, but is made of something that Su Ming seems to have never seen before. When he looked at it from a distance, when it fell on this spear, he immediately felt frightened. .
Familiar, very familiar feeling.
But he didn't know where this familiarity came from, but the crisis revealed in that familiarity made everything disappear in Su Ming's mind. What remained was only his instinctive calmness.
"This person is not wearing animal skins, but coarse linen clothes. Such clothes... This person has a high status in the Wulong tribe!"
"I don't regret approaching this Oolong tribe!" Su Ming's eyes flashed and he gave himself an answer in his heart.
"I didn't come within a thousand feet. According to the prevailing regulations of the tribe, three people coming down from a thousand feet away is not considered hostile! I don't mean any harm, but I have a friend who is from your Wulong tribe and I want to come here to meet him." Su Ming galloped. Moving forward, at the speed at which he was at the fourth level of blood coagulation realm, his whole body was as if he was sticking to the snow, leaving no trace at all. Suddenly, the words came out.
"Oh? In that case, we are really not enemies. Don't run away. Stop and follow me back to the tribe. After finding out the truth, let the barbarian make a decision." A cold light flashed in the young man's eyes, and he spoke leisurely, but However, his speed did not slow down at all. Instead, he stared ahead even faster, as if waiting for Su Ming to hesitate.
"As an outsider, how can I step into your Oolong tribe at will?" Su Ming spoke with a smile without any pause.
"It makes sense, so what's the name of the person you know?" The young man looked as normal, but his eyes narrowed, and he said slowly while chasing.
"I don't know her name, I just know that she is dressed in white, she is very beautiful." The moment Su Ming said these words while galloping, he turned his head and glanced sharply.
He saw the flash of murderous intent in the young man's eyes after hearing these words, and he immediately understood in his heart. He had been thinking about it before. With his own cultivation, he did not get close to Qianzhang, even if it caused the crow. The gaze of the Dragon Tribe would not directly shoot out that terrifying spear.
There must be a reason for all this. In addition, this young man, who was obviously of noble status, pursued him alone, which made Su Ming have a guess in his heart.
"Sure enough, it's him!" The young man responded to Su Ming with a cold snort, but he saw him taking long strides and raising his right hand while chasing after him. Immediately, a large amount of black energy spread out. As the black energy spread, unexpectedly, The spear that surrounded the young man circled around a few times and immediately heard a sharp sound, only to see that the spear was suddenly attracted by the black energy and floated above the young man's head.
Su Ming's pupils shrank, this was a barbaric technique!
Moreover, the sense of qi and blood emanating from the young man's body clearly revealed the strength of his cultivation, which was slightly higher than Su Ming's. It looked like the fifth layer of blood coagulation, but it was obvious that he had stepped into it not long ago. , just a few bloodlines.But the other party has a barbarian weapon, but it is different.
"See you again after you die." There was more than 700 feet between the young man and Su Ming, and the two of them kept galloping down, far away from the Oolong tribe, and the only one pursuing them was this young man.
But as the spear was surrounded by black energy, the feeling of crisis emerged in Su Ming's body more strongly. As the young man spoke, he saw murderous intent in his eyes. He pointed at Su Ming with his right hand, and immediately The spear, shrouded in black energy, headed straight for Su Ming with a piercing roar.
Even as they were moving forward, the golden light in front of the spear flickered fiercely, as if breaking through the void, approaching at an unimaginable speed, and it was less than three hundred feet closer to Su Ming.
"Barbaric weapon!!" Su Ming's pupils shrank as he recognized this object!49 blood lines appeared in the body at the same time. The rapid movement caused the blood and energy in Su Ming's body to burst out suddenly, causing Su Ming's speed and flexibility to reach their peak. Almost at the moment when the spear came, Su Ming squatted down fiercely, and the strong wind howled. , the spear rushed past seven inches above his head and landed on the ground with a loud bang.
This blow was comparable in power to the spear shot from the Oolong tribe just now.
If it were a barbarian at the fourth level of ordinary blood coagulation, it would be difficult to avoid it, but what Su Ming is good at is speed and flexibility. After avoiding it at this moment, he didn't even look at the spear that pierced the ground. There was a chill in his eyes, and he galloped towards the distance.
Su Ming didn't need to think too much about whether to take the spear on the spot, even though the animal leather book said that only the Kaichen realm could allow the barbarian weapon to recognize its owner, and it could not be done below the Kaichen level.
But the other party just threw it like this, and it looked so easy to be taken away by others, but it looked weird, there must be something weird about it!
The sky at this moment is not far from night...
Soon, the young man reached the place where his spear was pierced at full speed. A cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he snorted, but his brows furrowed slightly.
As the son of the leader of the Wulong tribe, Sikong is not the strongest among the younger generation in the tribe, but he is still extraordinary. He possesses the cultivation level of the fifth level of blood coagulation realm, and he also possesses wild weapons. He can kill the fourth level of blood coagulation realm. It is quite easy for people at the upper level.
But now he was avoided by the other party. This made him wary, and he also noticed the other party's caution.
"It's a pity that if he really had the idea of ​​picking up my wild weapon, he would have died suddenly on the spot right now." Sikong hesitated for a moment, but remembered something, carefully grabbed the spear, and chased after me again.
In the mountain forest, Su Ming ran like the wind, his speed getting faster and faster in the blink of an eye, but Sikong behind him was chasing after him constantly. The spears whizzing towards him at that time seemed to make it impossible for Su Ming to distance himself. Keeping a gap of several hundred feet, they headed towards the depths of the mountain forest.
But in fact, if Su Ming really wanted to escape, with his speed and understanding of the mountains and forests, it would not be difficult. However, he had no intention of distancing himself. This was the second time he had seen a barbarian weapon, and in person. The experience gave him a strong impulse towards barbaric weapons, and he wanted to obtain this thing!
While galloping, he kept paying attention to the sky. When he saw the sky getting darker and the moon faintly appearing, Su Ming's eyes flickered.
"Barbarian weapons are extraordinary things. What he used before was very simple. He must have had a back-up plan. Now that he has been unable to catch up for a long time, if I were him, I would also consider increasing the power of the barbarian weapon... But judging from how cautious he was all the way. , it is obvious that he will pay some price for using this backhand, but I don’t know what the real power of this barbaric weapon is." Su Ming made a judgment in his heart.
As expected, Sikong gradually became irritated while chasing him. He didn't expect that the other party would be so flexible. Seeing that it was getting late, he was too far away from the tribe. Moreover, his departure was secretly planned and he didn't want too many people to know. If he went back It was too late, and it was difficult to explain. He gritted his teeth fiercely and grabbed the air with his right hand. The spear was completely held in his hand for the first time in the black air.
At this moment, Su Ming, who was several hundred feet away in front of him, suddenly spoke while running.
"You are pursuing me like this, do you really want to kill me? There is no hatred between you and me. Even if you want to kill me, you have to give me a reason."
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? If you trespass on my Oolong tribe, everyone in my tribe can be killed! If I kill you, even if your Wushan tribe pursues you, you will be the one to blame!" Sikong sneered, holding his hands fiercely during the pursuit. He grabbed the spear, and waves of cold feeling flowed into his arm along the spear.
Sikong's expression was gloomy, and he snorted coldly as he grabbed the black spear with his right hand and raised it fiercely. Immediately, there seemed to be countless voices roaring in the surrounding mountains and forests, and a large amount of black energy quickly filled out from the spear, lingering behind the spear. Shockingly, this spear looks like a black dragon!
The black dragon has countless claws and long beards swaying. It looks extremely ferocious!
"No matter what your status is, today, you will definitely die!" Sikong grinned grimly, his face turned pale, obviously exerting the power of the spear in this way was a heavy burden for him, holding the spear, he was about to When throwing it towards Su Ming, Su Ming suddenly spoke.
"It must be because I saved Bai Ling!" Su Ming suddenly said.
When Sikong heard this name, he paused for a moment, but at the moment when he paused, he saw the speed of the people escaping in front of him. He suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at himself, and raised his right hand as well, and gave him a fierce blow. wave.
An unprecedented crisis suddenly emerged in Sikong's heart. His pupils shrank sharply, and his expression suddenly changed. He was about to throw the spear in his hand, but his body shook violently, as if there was a gust of wind. There seemed to be a ray of light dazzling his face. He looked at Su Ming standing there, and his pupils had the shadow of a blood moon.
The shadow of the blood moon became all he could see now. There was a sudden sharp pain all over his body, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. His eyes were filled with confusion, confusion and disbelief. His body was shaking, and he fell on the snow.
As he fell, the spear in his hand that had not yet been thrown turned into an oolong, gradually dissipated all the black energy, turned into an ordinary object, and fell aside.
There was blood flowing out of his body, soaked in the snow, and a silver thread could be faintly seen wrapped around his body, deeply embedded in his flesh and blood, as if just one more exertion would break his whole body into pieces.
He wasn't dead, he was still breathing, he was just unconscious from the sudden severe pain.
Su Ming's heart was pounding, and he glanced at the spear with lingering fear. The scene when this object was used by the opponent made Su Ming feel life and death.
"When fighting with others, you must not be distracted or hesitate. If you can kill someone with one strike at the fastest speed, you must not hesitate until the last blow." Su Ming murmured, bearing this in mind.
"He has brutal weapons. I am lucky to win this battle!" Su Ming knelt down and looked at the unconscious Sikong. After hesitating for a moment, he bandaged his wounds. He didn't want the other party to die, and he didn't want to cause trouble for the tribe. If he gets into trouble, according to his judgment, the other party will wake up soon.
Then he looked at the black spear beside him with fanatical eyes. He looked carefully for a few times and gradually saw some clues. There were many tiny thorns on the spear that were difficult to see unless he observed carefully. !
Su Ming looked at it for a while, then carefully held the only small part of the spear that was not stabbed, and quickly left.
　
(End of this chapter)