Trials of the Abyss

Chapter 121: Counterattack!

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Under the cover of night, the Blood Moon's hunting boat hovered in the air.

Pang Jian was adjusting his state, waiting for Ni Chen and others to approach, preparing for a decisive battle.

With Luo Hongyan's restraint and help, he planned to kill all those who dared to chase him in this swamp.

When he heard the loud shouts from Zhao Ling and Wu Yi, his brows frowned.

"Dark ghost..."

Pang Jian muttered softly.

He has never had a good impression of this organization.

At the Black Water Pond, he killed a large number of members of the Dark Ghost Gang led by Hong Tai. People like Jin Yang and Xu Rui were his enemies.

If An Gui knew that he was the one who killed Jin Yang and ruined the An Gui leader's plan, he would definitely not let him go.

—He was quietly wary of all the dark ghosts.

This trip to Yunze, pretending to be Hongtai's nephew, was purely to take advantage of An Gui's resources.

When he was with Meng Qiulan and Zhao Ling, he acted rather cold and didn't want to have anything to do with these people.

But on this night, when he was being chased by the Blood Moon monks and seemed to be in a bad situation, this group of Dark Ghost members, whom he didn't like very much, actually rushed over from a distance.

Such a sudden change made Pang Jian feel a little complicated.

“Let them pass!”

Ni Chen laughed loudly in the dense grass: "Just in time to catch them all!"

Upon hearing this, the other two Blood Moon monks at the Marrow Cleansing Realm no longer tried to stop them, and allowed Zhao Ling and his group to reach Pang Jian's location smoothly.

"Hong Jian!"

Zhao Ling was wearing a lavender dress and had long beautiful legs. Her eyes were shining with a captivating light under her knife-like eyebrows.

She looked at Pang Jian deeply.

Pang Jian stood upright with a shiny silver spear stuck in the mud in front of him, his angular face full of calmness.

Pang Jian and the spear seemed to be one, giving people a sense of extreme sharpness.

He held the gun with one hand, without a trace of panic in his eyes, and did not look like a lamb to be slaughtered by the blood moon at all.

—As if he was the hunter.

"You are so confident even though you are about to die."

Zhao Ling sneered and laughed, but her heart was moved.

She was also attracted by Pang Jian's calm demeanor at this moment, and thought to herself: "No wonder Bai Wei and Bai Zhi are so obsessed with him. This boy really has a unique charm..."

"Hong Jian!"

Bai Wei and Bai Zhi appeared shortly afterwards, and two pairs of beautiful eyes with different charms were fixed on Pang Jian at the same time.

Meng Qiulanla, who was in charge of the rear guard, showed up last. Seeing that Pang Jian was covered with coagulated blood, she frowned and asked, "Can you still hold on?"

"I'm fine."

Shaking his head, Pang Jian asked the question in his mind: "Why did you come here?"

The last time they said goodbye, he had criticized Meng Qiulan in a very rude manner. Unexpectedly, this old woman not only did not hate him, but also showed up with Zhao Ling and Wu Yi.

"We feel that by fighting alongside you, we can kill more of Blood Moon's men."

Meng Qiulan said bluntly without hesitation: "We don't have any illusions that we can escape this disaster. We will all die in the Fate of the Sky anyway. Rather than being killed in humiliation in the end, it is better to die happily with you in battle!"

Pang Jian looked at Zhao Ling again.

"I'm different from her. I feel like you seem to have the confidence to survive this catastrophe." Zhao Ling pulled the corners of her mouth, revealing a smile that she herself found ridiculous, and said, "I know this is unrealistic, but I still want to take a risk and give it a try. The worst that can happen is that I die early."

Pang Jian nodded, neither confirming nor denying Zhao Ling, and his eyes fell on the swamp with the most silt.

Below the swamp, there is a Tianling Pagoda of the Yinling Temple.

"Are these the only Dark Ghosts left?"

Ni Chen, together with two fellow disciples, calmly emerged from the tall grass.

While asking the question, he threw the blood-red crystal ball in his hand into the sky.

"The blood moon rises!"

Following Ni Chen's deep shout, streams of bright red blood flew out from the hunting boat, surrounding the blood-red crystal ball in circles.

Thick blood floated in the air without falling, emitting a pungent smell of blood.

Like a blood-red crystal ball floating in blood, it slowly turns into a scarlet full moon, emitting a heart-pounding blood light.

The dark ghosts below all felt restless after the full moon was formed.

"Under the blood moon, our combat power will be increased by 10% to 20%, while yours will be weakened by 10% to 20%."

Ni Chen, who had a pointed face and monkey cheeks, stroked his sparse long beard, squinted at the sisters Bai Wei and Bai Zhi, and praised: "Fei Zheng has a good eye. He knew what Elder Jiuyuan liked and really got a good pair of goods in the lower world."

Bai Wei bit her lower lip lightly, moved a little closer to her sister, and whispered, "Birds of a feather."

"In the eyes of those guys in the upper realm, except for the members of the seven major families, the rest of the people in the lower realm... are all resources that can be plundered." Bai Zhi responded softly.

"Brother Ni, Brother Zhao, I..."

Qi Yue, who had a dark face, licked his lips, stared at Zhao Ling's beautiful legs and said, "I have never been to the underworld before. I didn't expect that there would be such an outstanding person among the dark ghosts in the underworld!"

His throat trembled slightly, as if he wanted to swallow Zhao Ling in one gulp, and his eyes were as hot as fire.

Ni Chen said calmly.

"He is actually a hall master, and he is in the same Marrow Cleansing Stage as me!"

Qi Yue's body trembled with excitement, and he cursed: "No wonder Fei Zheng, the bastard, had to create a mission to capture animals in the lower world! For us, the lower world is simply a wonderful paradise. I really don't want anything to go wrong in the lower world!"

now.

The blood-red full moon above their heads was absorbing the blood of the beasts shot out from the hunting boat. A forbidden technique targeting the blood of the people below had not yet been successfully concluded.

Ni Chen, Qi Yue and the other two were not in a hurry to take action and even had time to chat.

"Brother Ni, Brother Zhao, I want this hall master alive! Afterwards, you two can set any conditions you want!"

The blood in Qi Yue's body seemed to be boiling due to the stimulation of the blood moon above his head. He made a gurgling sound in his throat as if swallowing saliva, and looked at Zhao Ling with eyes full of naked desire.

Ni Chen nodded: "I will be careful. If she resists too fiercely, I won't be able to care so much."

Zhao Muye, who was a man of few words, shouted in a deep voice: "I want the spear in that boy's hand!"

He had found out clearly when he came that the gun-wielding young man who killed Fei Zheng used the gun to smash Fei Zheng's hexagonal shield. It was definitely an extraordinary weapon.

He was not interested in beauty, he just wanted to find a high-level weapon to maximize his combat power.

"I can give it to you right now."

The hand that Pang Jian was holding the Jingzhi Gun had fire energy emanating from his five fingers, which gradually increased the smell of sulfur around him.

His tall and lean body suddenly shook violently, and the coagulated blood on his body fell off.

Where the coagulated blood fell off, there was no shocking wound, not even an obvious blood hole!

"How is that possible?!"

Zhao Muye screamed in surprise.

More than one blood-colored rainbow of light he shot out fell on Pang Jian.

The fellow disciples of Blood Moon in the sky bombarded Pang Jian with arrows and spears, many of which pierced Pang Jian.

He thought that beneath the coagulated blood, there were wounds so deep that the bones could be seen. He also thought that Pang Jian was bleeding profusely and stopped because he could not hold on any longer.

Before Zhao Muye could react.

"call out!"

A dazzling beam of light like a flaming meteor, carrying violent and fierce fire energy, appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.

“Wow! Wow!”

In a panic, Zhao Muye urgently used the "Blood Shadow Technique", transforming into three blurry blood-red light and shadows, dodging in three directions.

"Boom! Boom boom boom!"

Balls of flaming light suddenly exploded in this area, enveloping all three fleeing blood-red shadows.

The "Dance of Explosion", a range attack, completely submerged the Blood Moon Monk who coveted the Shocking Spear.

"You are not as strong as Fei Zheng, yet you dare to have ideas about my spear?"

—These were the last words Zhao Muye heard before he died.

Afterwards, under the scorching flames of the light balls all over the sky, his flesh and bones were shattered and he died.

"Hong Jian!"

Bai Wei and Bai Zhi excitedly clenched their fists, waved their arms and shouted.

Zhao Ling, who was staring coldly at Qi Yue, was also shocked by the bloody scene. She watched in amazement as the three bloody shadows exploded one by one and turned into broken limbs and flesh when they fell to the ground.

Although both of them were in the late stage of Marrow Cleansing Realm, Zhao Muye died much faster than Fei Zheng!

This shows that during the time when Pang Jian disappeared, the combat power has increased significantly!

"When he killed Fei Zheng, he was still in the middle stage of the Marrow Cleansing Realm. Now he is in the late stage!" Wu Yi reminded with a strange cry. While boosting the morale of Meng Qiulan and Zhao Ling, he shouted again: "In my opinion, it is not us who should be afraid, but those self-righteous guys like Xue Yue!"

"kill!"

Meng Qiulan, Zhao Ling and Wu Yi, together with great tacit understanding, besieged Qi Yue who coveted Zhao Ling.

—They left the most difficult Ni Chen to Pang Jian.

They believed that with Pang Jian's combat power, it would not be difficult to kill any person in the Xisui realm who was at the same level as him.

"Blood Moon Suppression!"

Ni Chen screamed in fear and quickly dodged into the dense grass behind him, shouting at the deep red full moon in the sky.

The blood in which the deep red full moon was floating was rippling slowly, and circles of blood light spread like ripples. As the blood continued to decrease, the blood moon began to suppress the people below.

Meng Qiulan, Zhao Ling and Wu Yi, who had just surrounded Qi Yue, groaned at the same time.

The flow of blood in their bodies became stagnant, and the vigorous vitality in their chests and internal organs was suppressed by the deep red full moon, and they were unable to mobilize the power within.

"Swish! Chi chi!"

Fire spears, blood arrows, and rainbows of light continuously shot from the hunting boats in the sky, leaving wounds of varying degrees on their bodies, just like what happened to Pang Jian before.

Qi Yue also took the opportunity to escape their encirclement.

"Old Zhu, Zhao Muye is dead! A kid named Hong Jian is very troublesome, please come to the scene in person!"

Ni Chen retreated back to the bushes, holding a blood talisman in his left hand that could transmit sound, and shouted inside: "Let the sails of the seven major families reunite with our hunting boats as soon as possible!"

(End of this chapter)