Xuanxia

Chapter 312 Half Awake
Fu Qingzhou half-knelt on the ground, supporting his long bow with the ground, and the quiver was empty of arrows.

More and more white mist rose up around him, quickly repairing the wounds on his body, but even so, those wounds that had not yet healed were extremely shocking.

The clothes on his body had long since rotted into rags, and there was almost no healthy skin or flesh on his body. In some places, one could even see white bones. Even the flesh on half of his cheek had been torn away, revealing the bone color.

Around him were countless dead crows and wild beasts, with densely packed arrows piercing their bodies.

Further out, are the shamans... and the female soldiers under Ning Wushu.

Without exception, they all fell to the ground.

Only the seventh-level shaman Onan was still hanging in the air with a calm expression, surrounded by countless black crows.

"Cough, cough..."

Fu Qingzhou coughed weakly, his internal organs ached and blood flowed uncontrollably from his mouth and nose.

Even if I push the Qi Ran Jue to its limit, it still won't work...

The Seventh Realm Shaman was not so powerful that he was difficult to match, but the endless and inexhaustible flock of crows had an extremely terrifying restraining power over him.

No matter how powerful or elusive his arrows were, when the crows swooped down like a tsunami, no matter how strong the arrow was, it would not be able to find where Onon was - even if it did, the crows, like moths to a flame, would block the arrow.

Although these crows are weak and have no characteristics, and although countless crows can be killed with a single sword or arrow, they are like the sea. You can disperse a drop of water or a basin of water, but can you cut through the huge waves?
Therefore, Fu Qingzhou tried his best, but he could only kill the remaining Beiyi shamans under the attack of the crows of Onon and with the cooperation of the female soldiers under Ning Wushu.

But the number of female soldiers was too small after all, and they soon fell to the ground under the attack of the crows, and their lives were unknown. Fu Qingzhou relied on the Qi Ran Jue to hold on until now, but...

He looked up at Onon floating in the low sky and swallowed the blood that was rising up.

"Do you understand?"

Onan said hoarsely: "It's pointless to struggle. It's meaningless."

"How can it be... ahem... meaningless?" Fu Qingzhou smiled: "At least... after killing... ahem, a few of you... ahem, the shamans... they... are freed..."

Not far away, in the jade pendant that had been scattered on the ground in the chaos just now, the smoker muttered to himself: "No way, is Fu kid really no match for that guy? Do I really have to take action?"

"It's so far away, it's very tiring..."

"I have finally managed to solidify my soul these days, hiss..."

It was still struggling, but on the other side, Onan had already taken action.

"Follow me, let's go."

He raised his hand high, his voice unchanged: "This is your destiny."

The next moment, countless crows flew towards Fu Qingzhou.

This time they didn't come to bite him, but to take him away.

Fu Qingzhou used the little remaining strength he had to brandish the bow and the wave-cutting knife, trying in vain to kill the crows, but they soon swept him up, and his feet left the ground uncontrollably and floated towards Onon.

He gritted his teeth and struggled, but he was only at the fifth realm now. No matter how powerful and domineering his inner energy was, or how magical and invincible his Qi Ran Jue was, he could not ignore everything and fill the gap in realm.

"Fu boy!"

At this moment, the voice of the smoker suddenly sounded in his mind!

Fu Qingzhou was shocked: "Old thing?!"

"Stop talking nonsense! It's all your fault for showing off. I'm too far away from you now, so I can't help you much! Shut up and listen carefully!"

The smoker's tone was helpless and angry: "I can only help you. When you are done, don't worry about anything else and run quickly. Remember to take me with you! I know you have informed Ning Wushu, Zhao Hao and others. As long as you run fast enough, they will be here soon and you will be fine!"

"Ha ha……"

Fu Qingzhou smiled gently: "I didn't expect you to come forward to help me at this time. I am really touched."

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm going to start!" the smoker said sternly.

The next moment, wisps of extremely light black smoke, almost invisible to the naked eye, appeared faintly among the crows.

But then, Fu Qingzhou said in his mind: "No need, I have a way."

"Do you have a solution?" The smoker was shocked: "What the hell do you have a solution for?"

"He was actively trying to get me closer to him..." Fu Qingzhou blinked, "His crow is so annoying. I realized something was wrong halfway through the fight, so he deliberately acted half-dead, waiting for this moment."

"!!!"

The smoker was silent for a moment, then cursed: "Damn it, I'm really being sentimental. You don't seem to be controlled by Qi Ran Jue at all. I'm really bored..."

As it spoke, its voice gradually faded away, but the black smoke from the crows did not dissipate.

Fu Qingzhou listened to its last words with a slightly strange look on his face. Wasn't it controlled by Qi Ran Jue? That's right.

but……

He knew exactly what he was thinking at the moment.

His heart was full of compassion. He looked at Onan without any hatred in his eyes or heart, but only a strong impulse - he wanted to see the other person die.

Looking at this extremely confident and indifferent man, watching his life slip away bit by bit... In the flowing blood and dried up life are Onan's sins and pain. When he died, all of this disappeared.

"Right now I can still sense the changes in myself, but if this state continues for a long time, can I still stay awake?"

Fu Qingzhou didn't know.

Right now, he didn't want to know.

The flock of crows rolled him up, getting closer and closer to Onan, less than a step away. Onan also stretched out his hand towards him, with a faint light flickering at his fingertips, and no one knew what he was going to do to him.

But at this moment, Fu Qingzhou, who was originally listless and weak, suddenly had a gleam of light in his eyes!

A cold light flashed by, and the Cutting Wave Knife brought out a hint of blood, followed by Onan's cry of pain!

With this knife, Fu Qingzhou aimed at Onan's throat.

But in that instant, the opponent still reacted and retreated half a step very quickly - the knife failed to cut the throat, but only cut off Onana's outstretched right hand at the wrist!

The Onan retreated quickly, and the crows scattered instantly. Fu Qingzhou no longer had the strength to support himself, and immediately fell to the ground from a height of several feet, with blood foam gushing out of his mouth and nose.

But he seemed unaware of it, and he stood up at an extremely fast speed. He stretched out his hand to pull out the arrow from a dead animal beside him, and put the bow on it!
But at the moment when he aimed at Onon and prepared to shoot, he still felt a sense of emptiness in his body - after all, he was too tired, otherwise the knife attack would not have failed.

Just at the moment when he was distracted, anger flashed across Onan's face.

"I don't know, good or bad!"

He frowned and said, "In that case...you should wake up!"

As he spoke, Onan, without hesitation, stretched out his right hand whose wrist had just been severed and pointed the bloody severed wrist at Fu Qingzhou.

The next moment, a large amount of blood gushed out from his broken wrist!
The amount of blood was extremely astonishing, as if it was going to drain Onan directly - no, not as if, he was really drained!

In just a moment, his originally skinny body turned into a mummy, with his skin and flesh completely deflated. If one had to describe it, it would be the same as when he was in the Fanyin Temple and had his essence and blood sucked away by the Blood Sea Kasaya.

However, this time, it was Onan who took the initiative to do so.

He did not really turn into a mummy, although he became a skeleton-like existence in a very short time, but a strange totem symbol as bright as a star appeared on his forehead.

At the same time, the blood gushing out from his broken wrist bathed Fu Qingzhou like a rainstorm.

"!!!"

Fu Qingzhou was shocked and had no time to think about what the blood was used for. He finally released the arrow in his hand.

The arrow flew out suddenly and pierced through Onan's chest in an instant.

Onan's life force had already weakened to the extreme, but the mark on his forehead became brighter and brighter, and an abnormal red color appeared on his face.

"Burn my remains...Call your true spirit..."

As he finished the last sentence with difficulty and hoarseness, the mark between his eyebrows suddenly glowed brightly, and then, his entire body was set on fire!

In the blink of an eye, Onan turned into a blazing fireball and fell heavily from a great height. Countless crows also lost control and instantly scattered, flying towards the corpses all around.

All this sounds very grand, but in fact it only happened in a moment.

At the same time, Fu Qingzhou suddenly felt dizzy.

Between his eyebrows, a pattern appeared that was exactly the same as the one on Onan’s forehead just now!

He himself couldn't see it, but some strange memories began to rush into his mind.

"What's this?"

Fu Qingzhou stood there in a daze, and memories that he had never seen or had before began to flash before his eyes.

"Don't listen! Don't look!"

At this time, the smoker's sharp shout sounded in his ears. Fu Qingzhou slowly turned his head and saw a huge cloud of black smoke rising behind him, condensing into the shape of a black-armored soldier.

"Stick to your heart!" The black-armored soldier rushed towards him, his eyes like burning stars: "That's not you!"

Fu Qingzhou seemed to be oblivious to it. Those memories were like the strong wind from the sky, sweeping him into an endless dream...

(End of this chapter)