Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen is Coming

Chapter 71 Blade: Death? It's always exciting (together)

"Catch her! Don't let her get away!"

The leader of the men in black had a hoarse and urgent voice, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes. They had been chasing Zhu Zhuqing for a whole night and they could not let her escape at this critical juncture.

"Damn, he can really run!"

The other man in black cursed, with a look of disbelief and shock on his face.

Zhu Zhuqing's speed exceeded their expectations. Even when injured, her figure was still looming in the night, like a cunning kitten.

"Split up! Surround her!"

The leader gave orders quickly, pointing his fingers in different directions, signaling his men to act immediately and form an inescapable encirclement.

"clear!!"

The men in black responded in unison, and their figures quickly disappeared into the shadows of the woods, scattering like ghosts, attempting to encircle Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing's heart was beating like a drum. She could feel the breath of the hunter behind her. She was as fast as lightning, but in the maze of the forest, every step was full of unknowns.

Ignoring the pain in her body, she quickly moved between the trees. Her breathing was rapid, and every breath seemed like a race against death.

As long as she ran out of the forest, she would be much safer! This thought was like a fire, igniting the last bit of strength in her body.

She clenched her teeth tightly, and Bai Jie's face was covered with a mixture of sweat and blood, making her look extremely disheveled, but her eyes were still firm, full of desire to survive.

Her long legs drew elegant arcs in the night, and every landing seemed to be an intense conversation with the ground.

Although her speed was already amazing enough, at this life-and-death moment, she still longed to be faster and faster.

"I must escape!" Zhu Zhuqing muttered to herself. She did not stop walking. Even in such a desperate situation, she did not give up hope.

Her figure shuttled through the forest like an unyielding wind, determined to break through the darkness.

Just suddenly,

Zhu Zhuqing was originally running away as nimbly as a civet cat, when suddenly two ghost-like figures attacked from her side, holding long swords with cold light flashing on the tips, and stabbed straight at her vital points!

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes widened instantly, her chest heaved violently, her magnificent curves became more and more obvious in the tense atmosphere, and every breath was accompanied by a wild beating of her heart.

These two unexpected people were like cheetahs in the night, swift and deadly.

At this critical moment, an incredible power seemed to surge out of Zhu Zhuqing's body.

She endured the severe pain from the gaping wounds on her body, and her body reacted quickly in the air, completing an exquisite aerial turn.

Her figure is as graceful as a dancer, yet full of fighting tension.

Zhu Zhuqing's perfect figure drew an arc in the air, just passing through the attack of the scissors-like parallel sword blades. Her movements were smooth and unbiased, as if she was dancing the most thrilling dance on the edge of death.

However, after all, she was forcing herself to complete this series of movements despite the pain. When she landed, Zhu Zhuqing's steps were unstable and she staggered back a few steps.

Her tender white hands tightly covered her lower abdomen, where a new wound was painfully reminding her that she was close to her limit.

It was during this brief pause that the other men in black who were chasing Zhu Zhuqing gradually appeared around her like shadows in the night.

They were like a pack of hungry wolves, blocking her escape routes one by one and forming an impenetrable encirclement.

Zhu Zhuqing's heart sank to the bottom. Her eyes quickly swept over the men in black around her, looking for any possible escape route.

However, she found herself in a desperate situation, with enemies' cold eyes and sharp swords in every direction. Her situation was more dangerous than ever.

The atmosphere was so tense that it was suffocating. Every breath Zhu Zhuqing took seemed to be filled with cold fear. She stared at the men in black who were approaching step by step. Their eyes were cold and ruthless, and the tips of the swords in their hands flashed with bloodthirsty light in the moonlight.

She knew she couldn't run away or retreat anymore. She had to find a way to survive, otherwise, this forest would become her burial place.

Tension and despair intertwined, Zhu Zhuqing's hands trembled slightly, but she gritted her teeth, ready for a final struggle.

"Haha, hide, where are you hiding?"

The leading man in black spoke with a chilly voice, like the cold wind in winter. He licked his sword, an action full of cruelty and mockery.

His eyes were full of amusement for the injured kitten Zhu Zhuqing in front of him, just like a cat teasing its prey that was about to be caught.

"You are given two choices. One is to continue to resist and we will kill you and take your body back."

There was no emotion in his words, as if he was not discussing a life but an insignificant object.

"Second, just surrender obediently, and we'll cripple you and take you back. It'll save us trouble and you worry too."

He paused, a cunning light flashed in his eyes, as if he had already made up his mind about Zhu Zhuqing's choice.

"Choose."

There was an unquestionable command in his tone, as if he had already anticipated Zhu Zhuqing's surrender.

Zhu Zhuqing narrowed her eyes slightly, like a civet cat in the night; her gaze was sharp and firm as she scanned the men in black around her.

Her fair face looked slightly pale under the moonlight, but her eyes were as bright as stars, sparkling with an unyielding light.

She bit her lips tightly. Even though her body had reached its limit, she had no intention of surrendering.

"There's no point in talking any more. If you have the ability, come on!"

Zhu Zhuqing's voice was firm and powerful. She assumed a fighting stance, leaning forward slightly, clenching her hands, ready for the upcoming battle.

The silhouette of the Nether Spirit Cat loomed behind her, as if it would turn into a sharp arrow and break through the darkness at any time. The soul rings were revealed at the same time, and the light of the soul rings surrounded her body, like the last barrier, guarding her faith.

"Haha, you asked for this!
"The black-clothed man's laughter echoed in the forest. His eyes became fierce, and the knife in his hand flashed coldly in the moonlight.

"on!"

Following his order, the men in black pounced on Zhu Zhuqing like wild beasts. Their movements were swift and brutal, and each of them was determined to kill.

The battle was about to break out, and the tense atmosphere almost tore the forest apart.

At this moment, as soon as the leading man in black finished speaking, the people around him seemed to have been waiting for this moment for a long time, and they revealed their spirit rings at the same time!
At that moment, the night in the forest was lit up by colorful lights, and the radiance of the soul ring was particularly dazzling in the darkness, like the stars in the night sky, bright and mysterious.

The encirclement was formed immediately, as if it was carefully choreographed, and every move of the men in black was precise. The encirclement shrank in an instant, and their steps were in perfect unison, as if they had been rehearsed countless times and their coordination was perfect.

The eyes of all the men in black revealed the same message: leaving no chance of survival. They pounced on Zhu Zhuqing like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey!
Zhu Zhuqing clenched her teeth, her eyes gleaming with determination. Faced with this almost hopeless situation, she did not retreat at all.

Her hands changed instantly, revealing sharp cat claws, each claw tip flashing with cold light, as if able to tear apart all obstacles.

Her family rules were so cruel that she had always wanted to change them and break the shackles that bound her.

If she can't even get rid of the current predicament, then this will be her fate.

Although she felt helpless and unwilling, she was more determined and courageous.

She knew that this battle was not only a battle between life and death, but also a test of her own beliefs.

Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath and suppressed all the fear and pain in her heart. She stood straight, like a blade of grass swaying in the wind and rain but not falling, ready to greet the coming storm.

Bang bang bang!
And at this life-and-death moment, just as Zhu Zhuqing was preparing for a desperate fight, the black-clothed men around her were approaching at a high speed like a pack of bloodthirsty wolves, almost tearing her into pieces, when suddenly a strange noise erupted in the sky!
Several blood-red sword qi, like divine punishment from heaven, with the mysterious pattern of the red spider lily totem, descended from the sky, surrounding Zhu Zhuqing, and fell at a high speed! The sword qi was like lightning tearing through the night sky, instantly breaking the tranquility of the forest and bringing an indescribable shock.

The blood-red sword energy was as sharp as the moon, and it seemed to reflect the light of the stars as it flowed. Its power was so great that it was like the Milky Way pouring down from the sky. It reminded people of the Mirror Flow sword technique used by the Church Blade, which was so mysterious and deadly.

As the saying goes, "light shines through all rivers, and the river in the sky flows through dreams." These dozen sudden sword energies descended like a dream, catching the dozen or so black-clothed men who were besieging them off guard. They were blown away by the sword energy, and were in a state of embarrassment. The originally tight encirclement collapsed in an instant.

At the same time, in the midst of this great shock, the black-clothed man who was the leader had a blazing fire in his eyes. He roared angrily: "Who is looking for death?! Ruining my good deeds!!"

“Come out if you dare!!” His voice was like thunder, echoing in the forest and startling the birds and beasts that were roosting there. However, the only response he got was deathly silence. The surrounding environment became increasingly eerie and strange amidst his roar.

The furious voice of the man in black echoed in the forest for a long time, but no one answered. Only the traces left by the blood-red sword energy, like the marks of the red spider lily, quietly told everything that had just happened, and the tension and uneasiness in the air made everyone feel an inexplicable chill.

Just quickly,

The blade man had not arrived yet, but suddenly, some blood-red and enchanting red spider lilies began to grow under the feet of the man in black.

These flowers are like messengers from hell, silently breaking out of the ground. Their colors are so bright that they are almost suffocating, and there seems to be a hint of blood on the petals.

The dozen or so men in black felt the ominous aura brought by the red spider lily and immediately felt like they were facing a formidable enemy!
There was a flash of fear in their eyes. These people who were used to killing in the dark were shocked by this sudden strange scene.

Then, before they could even react with shock, they heard a strange and crazy laugh. The laugh sounded like the cry of a night owl, which made people shudder.

As the flowers of the other shore bloomed one by one, the laughter became louder and louder, echoing in every corner of the forest.

"Hehehehahaha!"

The laughter was full of madness and mockery, as if mocking the fate of these men in black.

"die?"

The voice was drawn out, with a kind of unhurried laziness, but it made people feel a deep chill.

"I've been getting a little anxious waiting."

The voice continued, as if expressing a desire for death.

"you."

The voice paused, then became full of anticipation.

"Will it surprise me?"

This sentence seemed to be a question, but also a provocation. The invisible pressure made every black-clad man present feel nervous.
They didn't know what they were about to face, but the fear brought by the unknown was sharper than any sword!
At the same time, Zhu Zhuqing, who was saved by the blood-red sword energy, had a pale face, but a hint of unbelievable shock flashed in her eyes.

The little face was completely stunned, and she was frightened!
She could almost feel the sharpness and unparalleled precision of the sword energy. It was like the scythe of the god of death. With a seemingly random slash, it cut deep cracks in the solid ground. The power of the explosion was astonishing!
However, just when she thought she would be caught in the devastating explosion, miraculously, the explosion did not affect her at all.

All the power, as if guided by some mysterious force, blasted towards the black-clad men who were attacking her at the same time with incredible precision! ! Zhu Zhuqing felt an inexplicable sense of gratitude and shock in her heart.

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes flashed with the charming purple color that belonged only to her Netherworld Spirit Cat. She looked around hard, trying to find the benefactor who saved her at the critical moment!
Her heart was filled with doubts and curiosity. Who possessed such superb swordsmanship and why would he come to the rescue at this time and place?

"Damn it! Brothers, follow me! In this day and age, how can someone be so ruthless as to seek death?!"

The leading man in black had a ferocious look on his face, and his voice was full of anger and murderous intent. Faced with this sudden change, he felt unprecedented humiliation and challenge.

"We are assassins, how can we be afraid of you?!"

He roared, wielded the sword in his hand, and led the remaining men in black to attack again.

Their eyes were filled with ferocity and determination; now that they were already caught in this battle, they would not retreat easily.

The atmosphere in the forest becomes increasingly tense, and a more intense battle is about to begin.

Just as these dozen people, holding their weapons tightly and preparing to attack Blade hidden in the dark together with the black-clad man in the lead, suddenly several red lights appeared on Blade's body, which made them collapse.

Those red lights looked particularly eerie under the night sky, as if stained with blood, slowly emerging and surrounding the blade.

"One hundred thousand year spirit ring???"

The voice of a man in black trembled, his eyes widened so wide that they almost popped out of their sockets.

He couldn't believe his eyes. A hundred thousand year spirit ring was a legend in the world of spirit masters, representing a level of cultivation and strength that almost no one could match.

"Still, several hundred thousand year spirit rings."

The other man in black swallowed, fear and desperation evident in his voice.

The blade in front of them had not just one hundred thousand year spirit ring, but several. Such a lineup was enough to make any spirit master despair.

Those red soul rings flashed dazzling light in the darkness, and each one was like an invisible pressure, oppressing the hearts of everyone present.

The men in black involuntarily stepped back, their faces no longer showing their previous coolness and confidence, instead they were replaced by deep fear and anxiety.

Blade's figure seemed even more mysterious and unpredictable against the backdrop of the red soul ring. He just stood there quietly without any movement. The mere existence of the soul ring was enough to shock the entire audience.

An unprecedented feeling of powerlessness surged in the hearts of the men in black. They knew that facing such an opponent, they had no chance of winning at all.

"Killer"

"hehe."

(End of this chapter)