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Chapter 102 Attack and Kill
Outside the abandoned ancient city was a desolate wilderness with hills of varying sizes. Whether it was the city walls or the ground, much of the soil had turned to sand, with only scattered weeds and low light curtains. The wind was blowing sand and dust in the air. Grass clippings, dead wood, and mud swirled in the air, and the wind was filled with the stench of crazy puppets and the strong smell of blood.

The conversation between Liu Song and Zhou Qinghe continued, and their voices gradually became higher from the calm ones at the beginning.

Liu Song was experienced, and he had memorized the location of the ancient city long before the dust storm came. During this journey, even when fighting, he could roughly rely on the positions of other team members to reposition himself.

Although he was not 100% sure that he was right, at least he had not encountered any unexpected situations. In this case, he should continue to move forward. This made it difficult for him to accept Zhou Qinghe's sudden question.

But Liu Song's stubbornness made Zhou Qinghe's face increasingly gloomy and his attitude increasingly tougher.

Seeing that the conversation between the two was becoming increasingly tense, Fu Chao on the side became anxious. Just as he was hesitating and trying to find a suitable opportunity to intervene and persuade, he suddenly heard a sound breaking through the air.

The intuition of danger made the hairs on his back stand up instantly.

Fu Chao turned around and swung his knife!

However, it was too late. In the dust storm, the gap between him and Su Daoshan was like that between a blind man and a sighted man. Coupled with the deliberate sneak attack, even if he had the strength of the seventh rank, he could not make up for the disadvantage.

Almost before his sword was half swung out, Su Daoshan's figure rushed out from the thick dust storm and hit him straight on the back.

Poof! There were no fancy moves or subtle changes. An ordinary long sword just pierced Fu Chao's vest easily and came out from his chest as he charged forward at high speed.

The energy that Fu Chao had brought up when swinging his sword dissipated as soon as his body made the first explosion. He staggered in the wind and sand, and then fell straight to the ground as if his hands and feet were bound by an invisible rope.

Fu Chao's body fell heavily into the mud, his eyes full of confusion.

A few minutes ago, he killed Wang Mingzhe in the same way. He didn't expect that the same scene would happen to him just a few minutes later.

With a strong desire to survive, he stared at the direction of Liu Song and Zhou Qinghe, wanting to say something. But the sword piercing his heart made him lose all his strength. He could only twitch, and found in horror and despair that his body was getting colder and the world was getting darker.

But perhaps it was because Fu Chao's turning around made his body unbalanced, or perhaps Su Daoshan used too much force and rushed too fast and too eagerly, so he also stumbled with Fu Chao, fell forward, and turned into a rolling gourd.

"Su Daoshan!"

When he saw the attacker clearly, Liu Song roared and slashed at him with his sword from a distance of nearly six meters.

Zhou Qinghe only felt a chill crawling up his back, and his hair stood on end.

They never dreamed that Su Daoshan was hiding aside and waiting for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

How dare he!
Because the incident happened suddenly, Liu Song and Zhou Qinghe were unable to see what happened, and no one thought about how Su Daoshan did it at this moment. They just reacted instinctively. There was only one thought in their minds.

kill him!

He must be killed!

When the knife flashed, Liu Song's figure had already appeared in front of Su Daoshan.

For a moment, only a series of noises could be heard from Liu Song's body. There was the sound of wind created by his body when he charged forward at high speed, the dull sound of his feet stomping on the ground, and the sound of the energy bursting from his bones, joints, and muscles when he swung his sword.

This made him look like a string of firecrackers being thrown out. The sound of the Qi at the peak of the seventh rank was so loud that it was breathtaking!

Moreover, Liu Song used his unique skill without hesitation.

Wind and thunder sword, nine-day thunder gathering!
The dark world seemed to light up at this moment. The sword light was like lightning falling from the dark clouds, gathering together and cutting through the dust.

This move is three points similar to Yang Guang’s previous move.

But with Yang Guang's previous experience, Liu Song used his best strength in this move, and his speed, strength, energy and knife power were all impeccable. As for the flaws in the moves, there was no chance for him to take advantage of them.

As one gained, the other lost. After rolling on the ground, Su Daoshan was now bent over with his back and on all fours, preparing to get up. One of his hands was still awkwardly pressing on the hilt of the sword, making it impossible for him to dodge or parry.

The knife light illuminated Zhou Qinghe's eyes and also illuminated Su Daoshan's frightened face on the ground.

Zhou Qinghe clenched his fists, his heart in his throat!

The knife flashed down!

"Good..." Zhou Qinghe's cheers had already erupted, and Liu Song's angry and ferocious face turned into a smug grin.

The victory or defeat of a fight between warriors is often just a matter of millimeters. When the situation reaches this point, Su Daoshan cannot turn it around with his spiritual roots. The killing intent has been locked, even a sixth-grade warrior can wait for death in this situation!

However, just as Zhou Qinghe's roar came out, Su Daoshan suddenly disappeared.

Liu Song's grim smile and Zhou Qinghe's cheers seemed to freeze at this moment. The blade was still slashing down fiercely. Before the blade hit the ground, the blade had already cut seven or eight crisscross trenches on the dry and hard ground.

For a moment, dust flew and sand and gravel splashed everywhere.

If there was a rock placed here at this time, it would be shattered into pieces. However, there was no sign of Su Daoshan under the blade.

Right under their eyes, he disappeared in a cloud of water mist amidst the flashing blade light that looked like thunder. The next second, Su Daoshan's figure appeared behind Liu Song like a ghost.

All the hairs on Liu Song's body stood up instantly. Even though he couldn't see behind him, his instinct as a warrior, like Fu Chao, still made him feel the extreme danger and wanted to make a response.

But at this moment, Liu Song had just released all his energy and murderous intent with the wind and thunder. It was the time when the front hand had become old, but the back hand had not changed.

He no longer had time to react, and Su Daoshan did not leave him even the slightest chance.

The long sword pierced Liu Song's vest.

As light as a cook piercing a piece of meat with a skewer.

puff!
In a flash, the two figures entangled and rushed forward several steps. At the moment when the long sword pierced his heart, Liu Song grabbed Su Daoshan with his backhand, and tried to twist his body while being pushed forward.

But after a few steps, his feet became weak.

Su Daoshan suddenly broke free from his hand and drew out his long sword. Liu Song's energy instantly dissipated as the long sword was drawn out, and his body was like a pool of mud. At the moment he fell, he was still staring at Su Daoshan, his eyes were bloodshot.

"impossible……"

Bang! Liu Song fell on his back in the dust. The howling wind lifted the corners of his clothes, making them wrinkled like waves. Blood seeped out from his body, spreading rapidly and gathering in the low-lying area near his neck.

Zhou Qinghe was completely stunned.

He stared blankly at Su Daoshan, his pale face and frightened eyes, as if he had seen the most terrifying devil.

After subconsciously taking two steps back, he turned around and ran away.

Su Daoshan took a deep breath, calmed his violent heartbeat, and followed slowly. He was not in a hurry. Zhou Qinghe's luck had obviously run out. The direction he ran was towards the abandoned ancient city.

Several crazy puppets along the way were alarmed.

They almost simultaneously turned their heads to look in Zhou Qinghe's direction, sniffing hard. As the footsteps became clearer, they became more and more frantic, leaving their original positions one after another and rushing over.

A female crazy puppet was the first to rush out of the dust storm and stretched out its claws to grab Zhou Qinghe.

Zhou Qinghe roared and waved the sword in his hand to fend off the crazy female puppet, while continuing to run forward.

The next second, another mad puppet rushed out from the dust ball on the side. But it was still half a step late, its claws brushed past Zhou Qinghe, and its body collided with the female mad puppet behind it.

The two crazy puppets roared with anger and dissatisfaction. After struggling and pulling each other for a few times, they resumed the pursuit.

More and more crazy puppets rushed out from the dust storm one after another, chasing and intercepting Zhou Qinghe.

At this moment, Zhou Qinghe had completely lost his mind. He waved his sword wildly and screamed hysterically: "Su Daoshan...get out of here...you are not a human...you are not a human...don't follow me..."

Su Daoshan stopped.

He found that he no longer needed to do it himself.

After being slashed by Zhou Qinghe's sword, a mad puppet still grabbed him. Its black claws covered in blood instantly tore through Zhou Qinghe's clothes and skin, leaving several bloody cuts on his body.

While Zhou Qinghe was struggling hard, trying to get rid of this crazy puppet, another crazy puppet that pounced on him like a hyena on all fours had already grabbed his legs. Immediately, a bloody mouth bit Zhou Qinghe's thigh fiercely, and the long fangs instantly tore off a large piece of flesh.

Zhou Qinghe's screams rose to the sky. He struggled frantically, kicking his legs hard: "Help... Help..."

But the third crazy puppet had already pounced on him, and its claws were like iron hooks, hooking into his chest from behind and biting his shoulder.

Zhou Qinghe’s screams became more and more painful, high-pitched and chaotic: “Ah… Get out of here… Save me, save me… Su Daoshan, save me quickly… Pull them apart… Pull them apart… Daddy… Daddy… Yue Zhen… Kill them…”

One after another, the crazy puppets pounced on him. In an instant, Zhou Qinghe's figure was drowned by a group of hideous and ugly crazy puppets. All that could be heard were roars, biting sounds, chaotic struggles, and chewing sounds.

Zhou Qinghe's voice finally stopped at a certain moment. All that was seen was a large piece of mutilated body being thrown up from the depths of the encirclement, being fought over and torn apart. More and more blood and pieces of flesh appeared on the claws and mouth of the crazy puppet.

Su Daoshan took a few steps back and turned to leave.

The sun was already setting. The blazing sunlight could not penetrate the dust, and only cast a blurry light overhead. The yellow dust was stained with the diffuse green light of the abandoned ancient city's pillar of light, making the whole world seem so cruel and weird.

Su Daoshan's figure appeared in Yue Zhen's sight through clouds of dust and rolling grass and wood debris.

Yue Zhen still stood there.

"Let's go." Su Daoshan said as he passed by Yue Zhen.

Yue Zhen looked in the direction Su Daoshan was coming from with a complicated expression, then turned around and followed silently. The wind blew from behind, pushing her, blowing the dust from behind to the front, blowing the corners of her clothes and the long hair beside her ears, bringing the roar of the mad puppet in the distance.

(End of this chapter)