Bone Changer: Dragon Supreme - C52

Chen Han’s words were without a doubt proof that he was dead for sure. Gu Ming and the Raging Blade Sect were in cahoots, secretly imprisoning many innocent commoners. Although he did not know the specific reason, but there must be a hidden relationship behind it.

The people of the Raging Blade Sect had gone to set fire to the Dream Red Tower and exterminated the corpses. The Raging Blade Sect had caused a huge ruckus, and Gu Ming had stepped in to take revenge, killing ten of the Dream Red Tower’s disciples in one fell swoop. All the signs had become logical.

Gu Ming’s figure gradually became clearer, and he rapidly approached, only ten feet away.

“Only by escaping can we truly save him.” Time is of the essence, Feng En advised.

Jiang Shuo couldn’t bear to look at Chen Han, following Feng En and going forward. If this continued, no one would be able to escape. After Gu Ming’s crime was buried, he would still become the highly respected Sect Leader of the Hundred Flowers Sect.

As he turned the corner, he could already see the exit through the cool night breeze. Their spirits were lifted and they sped up even further. In the blink of an eye, they were already at the exit. Just as he was about to rush out, a long blade suddenly approached him from the side.

Jiang Shuo was desperately running, not expecting there would be an ambush at the exit, and by the time he found it, he couldn’t stop.

“Be careful!” Feng En was quick. He opened his hand and blocked Jiang Shuo’s chest. Then, he pulled Jiang Shuo’s clothes, causing his head to droop. The two of them rolled on the ground and slipped out from under the blade.

Breathing in the fresh air, Jiang Shuo’s heartstrings relaxed. Under such a rush, he couldn’t even stand properly, and his feet staggered. Feng En pulled him, helping him stabilize his body and wanted to break through to the outer ring. After all, he was not completely out of danger yet.

“Feng En, let’s call it a day!” Feng En had just raised his foot when a thunderous voice exploded. Following which, torches were lit all around, trapping the two of them in the middle.

The sudden light from the torch made Jiang Shuo’s eyes hurt. He narrowed his eyes and looked around, only to see that there were three layers of disciples wearing uniform, completely covering the exit. There were a few familiar faces, it was shockingly a Raging Blade Sect disciple. In the middle of the crowd stood a tall and sturdy elder. Beside him stood Shi Gangwei. Presumably, he was the Sect Leader of the Hundred Flowers Sect — Mad Blade Great Uncle Sheng. Sun Daoming fell unconscious at his feet, not knowing whether he was dead or alive. When Feng En went back to look for Jiang Shuo, he was the first to run out.

Feng En looked at his Grand Uncle with a serious expression, “Just now, did you let me in on purpose?”

“That’s right, only then will we be able to catch all of you in one fell swoop.” If you had known beforehand, we would not have had such a good opportunity to get rid of you. ” Grand Uncle sneered, “You took advantage of my absence to make a ruckus in the Raging Blade Sect. Now, you should pay the price, right?”

At this time, another person walked out from the exit. It was Gu Ming, Hua Yi, and the other two.

Gu Ming looked at Feng En, who was in prison, and showed a regretful expression: “Feng En, I thought of your talent and helped you several times, so that you could take care of the Hundred Flowers Sect. But who would have thought that you would repay this kindness with enmity, and hit the nail on the head with my plan. I have given you a lot of indulgence, but in the end, I ended up nurturing a tiger. ”

“Different paths do not lead to different schemes. Feng En disdains to work with you on this kind of thing that goes against benevolence and righteousness.” Feng En’s aura was extraordinary. Although he was surrounded by powerful enemies, he did not show any signs of panic or fear.

“Why did you capture them?” Jiang Shuo asked, this was the most puzzling question. Whether he was in the Raging Blade Sect or the Hundred Flowers Sect, he had seen all sorts of people being held captive, and Jiang Shuo couldn’t find anything in common with them. Some people, such as Chen Han, and Gu Ming were people from two completely different worlds, so there was no need to mention offending them. With Ether Uncle’s victory and Gu Ming’s status, if not for their huge profits, they would never do something as disgraceful as sullying their own reputation.

“Dead people don’t need to know so much.” Gu Ming replied coldly.

Jiang Shuo cursed in his heart as he thought to himself, Gu Ming is such a sly old fox, he couldn’t come up with a single word, “You killed the disciples of Dream Red Chamber with such cruel methods and even took away their bones.” If you catch these people, I believe they have something to do with these bones. ”

When changing bones, it must be a living person’s bone. This was the same as the method Gu Ming used to commit murder, and it was also related to the secret bone exchange recorded in the Crimson Cloud Stronghold’s ancient records.

Gu Ming’s face stiffened as if he had been asked about something sensitive. Anger faintly appeared in his eyes. “Humph, you guys still dare to mention …”

Before the other party could finish his sentence, Feng En suddenly raised his voice and said, “Gu Ming, do you really think that your victory is already in your grasp?”

Gu Ming narrowed his eyes and stared at Feng En. He couldn’t help but become suspicious. He had been Sect Leader for so long, Feng En was his subordinate in name, but he had never truly grasped the other party’s hand. The unfathomable depth of the other party had left a deep impression on him.

“Stop bluffing over there. I know that you are very resourceful, but no matter how smart you are, it’s impossible for you to defeat so many of us by yourself.” Grand Uncle shouted.

“Hmph, I already discovered the secret passage here but I never revealed it. It was to wait for everything to be prepared and when the evidence is conclusive, I will cut the weeds by their roots.” Feng En turned his head towards Grand Uncle Sheng, his eyes were as deep as the night, without a single trace of fear, “I know that it is dangerous. If I wasn’t completely prepared, how could I have charged in alone to save them?”

As an old rival of Yulin City, he was well aware of Feng En’s strategy. Listening to his words, he realized that something was wrong. He felt a sense of unease in his heart.

Suddenly, Gu Ming seemed to have realized something, and the turbid look in his eyes disappeared. He regained his clarity and shouted, “This is his plan to slow down the army!”

As soon as the words left his mouth, Grand Uncle immediately came to his senses. Wouldn’t it be better if Feng En had a backup plan and hid in the dark? It was obviously a sign of guilt to be exaggerating so much to scare others.

Thinking about how he had the upper hand, and how he was actually scared by Feng En to the point that he did not dare to act rashly, Grand Uncle could not help but feel angry. With a wave of his hand, he ordered, “Kill them both!”

“It’s already too late!” Feng En suddenly yelled, and as his voice fell, a wave of noise suddenly came from the surroundings of the disciples. Under the night sky, a new fire dragon was like a sharp knife as it fiercely inserted itself into the wild blade faction’s encirclement. The battle had been extremely intense from the start. The sounds of weapons colliding, shouts and screams mixed together as they fell to the ground, breaking the silence of the dark night. The flames poured blood and the red light they released lit up half the sky.

“Sect-Sect Master …” “Oh no, the people from Dream Red Tower are here!” A Raging Blade Sect disciple holding a bloodied arm ran over to report to Grand Uncle Sheng.

“Dream Red Chamber!” Jiang Shuo turned his head to look, but saw that not far away, there was a shadow moving. The fire was flickering and he couldn’t see clearly, but he could see the ribbons flying up and down, without a doubt, it was the Dream Red Chamber.

“Let’s go.” At this time, Feng En suddenly pulled Jiang Shuo and rushed in the direction of the Dream Red Chamber, wanting to meet up with them.

“Stop him, we must kill Feng En before they meet!” Seeing the situation, Gu Ming immediately gave the order. The three people, led by Hua Yi, immediately chased after him.

On the other side, Grand Uncle was already one step ahead of Feng En, standing on the only path that Feng En could take. He held a long blade in his hand, the tip of the blade touching the ground, his tall and sturdy body was like a bronze wall, staring at Feng En who was rushing forward, a smile appeared on his face: “Feng En, that year when I came to Yu Lin, the martial artists called you number one in terms of martial arts. “After so many years, I have never had the opportunity to fight with you. Today, I would like to see if your Hu Jia’s Eighteen Strikes are really that powerful, or if my Berserker Blade Art is really that powerful!”

Feng En’s expression was cold, Feng En’s expression was cold, ignoring Grand Uncle’s interference, he directly rushed forward.

The scornful attitude of the Imperial Grand Uncle caused his smile to freeze on his face. Killing intent surged in his eyes, and with a wave of his great blade, he seemed to slash through the air, bringing up a powerful wind as he chopped towards Feng En’s head.

Jiang Shuo was surprised, this strike contained a crazy momentum, it was overbearing and sharp, bringing the blade’s ruthlessness to its peak. Compared to the previous Chen Xian, he did not know how strong it was. If it were him instead of Ye Xiwen, he could only obediently accept his death in the face of this blade attack.

Finn didn’t dodge, but sped up instead. When he got close, his head tilted to the side, missing the blade’s face. His palm shot out like lightning, striking Tai Shu Sheng’s frail elbow. Great Uncle gave a cold snort, and with a casual twist of his wrist, the large blade in his hand became as nimble as a dagger, and in a moment, the blade turned around and blocked Feng En’s attack, placed horizontally across his chest.

“Bam!” In the next moment, Feng En’s palm heavily struck the blade. Uncle Sheng only felt a surge of power rush towards him, the shock almost caused the blade to split open the tiger’s mouth, he was shocked, his hands pressed on the handle in panic, but he was unable to block it. Under the effect of inertia, the blade fiercely smashed into his body. Even though he had been prepared in advance and did not hurt his insides, he still felt some pain.

In a purely internal force contest, Grand Uncle’s victory was completely at a disadvantage. This was completely different from what he had expected at the beginning. “All these years, Feng En has been hiding his true abilities!”

The difference in his heart was so strong that it deeply shocked him. When he looked up, he only saw a blur before his eyes. Feng En had once again broken through from the front.

The enemies were chasing relentlessly behind him. Time was life saving capital, so how could Feng En waste time fighting with Uncle Tai?

The Grand Uncle’s pupils constricted as he brandished his long saber at an extremely high frequency. A dense web of blades appeared around his body; this was one of the four Berserker Blade Arts, the Halving Blade Technique.

As the only defensive blade technique amongst them, once the Saber Cutting Technique was used, it was like putting on a layer of shining silver armor; it was indestructible.

Feng En reached out with his palm, but just as his palm was halfway there, the blade had already arrived, which was the most uncomfortable part of it. Halfway there, he blocked the attack. Feng En was forced to withdraw his hand, and seeing this, Uncle Sheng’s lips curled up slightly. As long as he could drag it out for a while, Feng En would definitely die. The smile froze on Feng En’s face. His palms bounced up and down like birds, and then connected with each other at the same time. At the same time, there seemed to be seven or eight palms coming at them, which were indeed Hu Jia’s Eighteen Strikes.

Seeing that he could not hold on any longer, Grand Uncle gave a loud shout and slashed out with his long blade. Before the slash had completely landed, Feng En’s palm had already landed on his shoulder, pushing him back.