Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 1870: Nowhere to Escape

"The Holy Mountain still has one more incense left to open, so that should be enough."

When many monks saw this, their eyes flashed with excitement, and they followed suit.

The Jihuowei and the Shi family fled in embarrassment, and some people kept falling along the way.

There were originally more than a hundred monks, but gradually there were only a few dozen left, and all of them were stained with blood and had injuries on their bodies.

However, as they desperately ran away, the boundless river was finally in sight.

The river is flowing, and the sound of rushing water is endless, making it seem noisy and chaotic.

But when it fell on everyone's mind at this time, it was even more beautiful than the fairy music.

Although many people were seriously injured, their faces showed the hope of escaping.

"Everyone, speed up and rush over. As long as we reach the boundless river, we will be saved!"

A monk shouted.

Because there are terrors under the boundless rivers, monsters generally do not dare to approach rivers.

This is also the reason why Shi Siming wanted to lure Qin Cheng here.

Because they have another way to lure out the beings in the river, but because Qin Cheng directly destroyed the broken bones, this plan is completely useless.

When the remaining members of the Jihuo Guard and the Shi family saw Jiang He, they all tried their best to run away.

It seems that when they arrive here, they can be reborn.

Swish, swish, swish!

But what made them extremely desperate was that as they approached the river, nearly two hundred monks fell from the sky one by one like an insurmountable wall with cold expressions.

When he looked at them, he had undisguised murderous intent.

It was everyone from the Ouyang family and Han Bingwei.

"Sisters, these are the bastards who created the beast wave before. Ice Guards, follow me and kill them!"

Wu Tong shouted, and the Ice Guard instantly summoned the Ice and Snow Goddess.

"Humph, this guy Qin Cheng is quite interesting. He gave me a chance to take revenge."

Ouyang Qiao'er also snorted softly, said something quite satisfied, and then suddenly pulled out the spiritual sword that was covered with wind spirits.

The Ice Guards, Fengshen Guards, Su Wan and Ouyang Qiaoer all took action together, showing no mercy.

These injured members of the Jihuo Guard fell down one by one like meat on a chopping board under the attack from the front and back by the people and the monster beasts.

"Ouyang Qiao'er, Su Suwan, don't push people too hard."

When Shi Siming saw this, he stopped and glared at everyone, his eyes almost splitting.

Ji Huowei died, so he was not heartbroken, but the Shi family members, who were the strength of his family, were all dead now.

In a short period of time, more than a hundred of his men were gone, and only he was left.

"Are we pushing people too hard?"

Ouyang Qiaoer couldn't help but sneer when he heard this.

"Shi Siming, you'd better find out who made the shameless move first. He was about to lose the bet, so he planned to kill Qin Cheng and Su Wan to make a comeback. However, the beast wave also failed, and now they are calling us a liar?"

"Even so, if you bully the minority with more force, you won't be able to win with force." Shi Siming gritted his teeth and said.

"Bullying the few with more?"

Ouyang Qiaoer snorted coldly.

"Okay, you are considered a person, so let's fight one on one. I have long been unhappy with you for being such a hypocrite." Ouyang Qiaoer gestured with his long knife.

"If I win, you can let me go." Shi Siming gritted his teeth.

"Okay, I'm just afraid you won't have the chance."

Ouyang Qiaoer snorted coldly. If he couldn't defeat Shi Siming, who consumed a lot of spiritual energy, then his reputation as a genius could be erased.

When everyone saw this, they stepped back one after another to leave space for Shi Siming and Ouyang Qiaoer.

"Go to hell."

Glancing at Ouyang Qiaoer, Shi Siming's eyes flashed coldly.

His figure flashed and suddenly flew out.

But just when Ouyang Qiaoer was about to parry, Shi Siming suddenly threw a jade talisman from his palm.

This jade talisman is red in color and shines with a very strong fire light.

It flew into the air and exploded with a bang.

Suddenly, with a shocking loud noise, endless flames turned into a sea of ​​fire and rushed in all directions.

Ouyang Qiaoer's complexion changed slightly and he immediately hid behind.

Everyone also used their methods to retreat temporarily.

Taking this opportunity, Shi Siming's eyes lit up, and he suddenly rushed out of the siege, and then headed towards the boundless river without looking back.

"A bunch of idiots, think I will challenge you to a duel? I am the future heir of the Shi family and the beloved disciple of the leader of the Jihuo Sect. I have a great future. How could I die in such a ghost place?"

Shi Siming's figure was like the wind, flying towards the river desperately.

Thousands of feet, one hundred feet, ten feet.

His eyes grew wider and wider, and a smile appeared on his face.

Ouyang Qiaoer and others were caught off guard, and it was too late to catch up now.

On the other side of the boundless river is a safe area. As long as you get there, you can escape.

However, what made Shi Siming's smile suddenly stop.

A figure suddenly appeared when he was still ten feet away from the boundless river.

Then, like a phantom, a foot stepped heavily on his chest.

Shi Siming groaned in pain, and his body was like a cannonball, flying backwards involuntarily.

Then it crashed to the ground, even creating a deep pit in the ground.

"Qin Cheng, I will kill you."

Seeing that his hope was shattered, Shi Siming's eyes were splitting as he crawled out of the pit, looked at Qin Cheng who had fallen to the ground, drew out his flaming sword, and jumped out again.

This time, Shi Siming used all his means. Hope is right in front of him. As long as he enters the boundless river, everything will have a chance.

Torrential flames filled the air from Shi Siming's body, and the flames on the fire-colored spiritual sword condensed into a fierce fire snake.

Shi Siming flew up, swung out his spiritual sword, and then shot out huge flaming palms with both palms.

Qin Cheng had no expression on his face and looked at everything Shi Siming did indifferently.

"You still dare to stand still, you idiot has been fooled!"

Seeing this, Shi Siming sneered in his heart.

"Wanmu Prison."

He roared again, and the ground beneath Qin Cheng's feet trembled violently. In an instant, countless giant snake-like wood spirit auras flew out, and then circled around Qin Cheng crazily, turning into a huge cage, trapping Qin Cheng in it.

.

"In this case, you can still think of building the plank road openly and secretly attacking Chen Cang. You are indeed smart." Qin Cheng glanced at the wood spirit prisons around him and said calmly.

"Hmph, it's true that I am a disciple of the Jihuo Sect, but don't forget. I am also a member of the Shi family, and I am proficient in both Jihuo and Jimu methods, so you should die."

Shi Siming's lips curled up into a smile.

He originally planned to just trap or injure Qin Cheng so that he could survive.

But seeing how powerful Qin Cheng was, he even felt that he could kill Qin Cheng with this blow.

And as long as Qin Cheng dies, what do those dead Jihuo Guards and Shi family members mean?

By killing Qin Cheng, he can reverse the outcome, and the promise made to him by Jihuo Sect can still be effective.

However, facing the burning passion and desire in Shi Siming's eyes.

Qin Cheng just shook his head coldly.

"You have both extreme fire and extreme wood means. Do you think I only have extreme fire?"
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next