PFC Chapter 240 Escape failed
Chapter 240 Escape failed
Chapter 240 Escape Failure
The two men wore cold smiles, their eyes filled with undisguised contempt as they looked at He Shan, as if he were not worth their time.
"Hmph, Jinlin is our territory. Do you really think you can hide your every move from our eyes?"
"It's ridiculous."
Zhu Feng, one of the Five Eccentrics of Youzhou, snorted coldly, raised his giant hammer, and attacked Heshan again.
He Shan's eyes were unusually calm. He didn't make a sound and just silently gripped his weapon as the attack came again.
With a flick of his wrist, the longsword gleamed sharply in the moonlight and shot out through the wind!
At the same time, the piercing sound of weapons clashing rang out from the direction where Yu Bai was fleeing.
Two strong gusts of wind came from behind—
"Hmph, trying to run away? Let's see where you can escape to!"
As soon as a soft, feminine voice rang out, a long whip shot out with a "whoosh," snapping a tree trunk in its path with a fierce momentum before heading straight for Yu Bai's throat.
Compared to ordinary weapons, whips are not sharp, but they are soft and light, and their attack routes are very unpredictable, making them difficult to defend against.
If other weapons were used against the whip, there might be room to maneuver and defeat the enemy, but unfortunately, Yu Bai practices fist techniques and has never had the habit of carrying other weapons with him.
Aside from dodging, he had almost no effective means to deal with the relentless onslaught of whips.
But no matter how he twisted and changed his posture, or how quickly he dodged, that gust of wind relentlessly followed him, leaving many scratches on his body.
"Heh, keep running."
The person wielding the whip seemed to thoroughly enjoy Yu Bai's disheveled state, drawing arc after arc in the air with the whip.
The long whip tore through Yu Bai's clothes, and a chilling aura suddenly rose from Yu Bai's back. He froze, narrowly avoiding several flying needles that shot from the shadows.
However, while he could dodge the flying needles, he couldn't avoid the long whip that came flying through the air.
Yu Bai glanced around and saw that he was already surrounded. He gritted his teeth, stopped dodging, and instead gathered his inner strength to crash into the long whip coming from the air!
"Hmph, overestimating yourself!"
Mu Ling looked at Yu Bai, who actually wanted to fight her head-on, and sneered disdainfully. She flicked her whip again and accelerated towards Yu Bai.
Unexpectedly, Yu Bai advanced instead of retreating, raising his right hand and forcefully grabbing the whip that was being swung at him.
The long whip, twisted with steel wire, lashed across his bulging, veiny arm, leaving only red welts.
To Mu Ling's astonishment, Yu Bai gave a sharp tug, pulling her down the slope to the side.
The sounds of tree trunks snapping repeatedly echoed through the mountains and forests, and the dust kicked up scattered in the moonlight.
"Mu Ling!"
The other two monsters, who were a step behind, exchanged a glance and then leaped into the air as well.
On the other side——
"clang!"
Heshan's longsword clashed with Zhufeng's giant hammer once more, producing a piercing sound.
Although Heshan tried his best to resist, he was already somewhat exhausted under the brute force and was still forced to retreat repeatedly. His right hand, which was holding the sword, went numb and the sword almost slipped from his grasp.
After defeating Heshan, Zhu Feng pursued relentlessly, letting out another loud shout as his giant hammer slammed down on Heshan's head!
At this critical moment, Heshan held his longsword horizontally and thrust it out with all his might!
However, the next moment, the hair on his forehead suddenly flew up, and at the same time, a sharp whistling sound cut past his ear and came straight at his face.
In that split second, He Shan reacted instinctively, jerking his longsword aside and using it to block Zhou Chen's sword strike.
But before he could shake off the attack, Zhu Feng's giant hammer followed closely and slammed into He Shan's side!
He Shan immediately lost control and flew backward, his longsword flying out of his hand and crashing to the ground.
After crashing through several tree trunks and finally stopping his momentum, He Shan knelt on the ground with a "plop" and coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, unable to get up for a long time.
Zhu Feng gave him no chance to get up again. He stepped forward, raised the giant hammer high, and wanted to kill He Shan with one blow while He Shan was unable to move.
But just as he was about to bring down the giant hammer, a figure suddenly flew out of the bushes beside him, startling Zhu Feng so much that he instinctively changed the direction of the giant hammer.
Zhu Feng, who was about to smash the newcomer, narrowed his eyes and recognized out of the corner of his eye that the newcomer was none other than his companion—
Mu Ling was in a disheveled state.
His face was very gloomy, and he glared at Zhu Feng fiercely when he saw Zhu Feng put away the giant hammer in time.
Before anyone could react, he flicked his hand and threw a mangled corpse out of the bushes, coldly saying, "It's done."
"Yu Bai?!" He Shan's pupils constricted sharply upon recognizing the outfit.
"Really annoying."
Mu Ling dusted herself off and, under He Shan's increasingly grim expression, casually kicked the corpse he had thrown to the ground. "Why didn't you just obediently accept your death? You even got my clothes dirty, and I went through all that trouble!"
He disgustedly wiped the bloodstains from his shoes onto Yu Bai's clothes, glanced around, and then fixed his gaze on He Shan, whose eyes were bloodshot.
He sneered at Zhu Feng again and said, "You two are really slow. You haven't been able to get one person done in so long."
"Let me help you!"
As she spoke, Mu Ling lunged forward, lashing out with her whip, sending He Shan flying several meters away before tightly wrapping it around his neck.
Mu Ling's lips curled up slightly as she looked down at He Shan with the air of a superior, as if declaring his inevitable defeat.
He slowly tightened the whip in his hand. "Don't worry, you won't be alone on your journey. The others will soon reunite with you in the underworld."
As soon as he finished speaking, the long whip wrapped around Heshan's neck suddenly tightened, making a crisp "crackling" sound.
The next moment, Heshan collapsed to the ground with a thud, and bright red blood gushed from his body, soaking the ground beneath his feet.
Peace has returned to this place once again.
A moment later, a masked man emerged from the shadows.
As soon as this person appeared, everyone around immediately knelt down and paid their respects to him.
"Welcome, young master!"
The crowd chanted.
Amidst the kneeling worship of the crowd, the masked man simply stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the two corpses lying on the ground.
A few breaths later, he moved slightly, and a cold voice came from under the mask.
"Next, it's the others' turn."