SFS Chapter 137 Nothing more than that
Chapter 137 Nothing more than that
Chapter 137 Nothing more than that
"Really?" Jiang Siming finally showed a relieved look. The safe departure of Zhu Zhuqing and others made Jiang Siming no longer have to worry.
"Tsk tsk, I really can't bear to kill a genius like you. Even at this point, you are still so calm. If you can join my Zhu family, I will forgive everything that happened before! Let you marry Zhu Zhuqing openly." Zhu Xingtian looked at Jiang Siming with some admiration in his eyes and a hint of playfulness in his words.
Jiang Siming touched his chin, as if he was thinking, but the next moment the corners of his mouth couldn't help but grin.
"I don't like trouble, and I don't like being controlled by others. I will naturally fight for what belongs to me!" Jiang Siming stretched and said slowly, seemingly unaware of the dangerous situation he was in.
"Interesting, I really want to know who gives you the courage now!" Zhu Xingtian said to Jiang Siming curiously.
"Changsheng! Go and verify the authenticity of the thing." Zhu Xingtian instructed Zhu Changsheng.
Zhu Changsheng, who seemed a little excited while holding the parchment scroll, immediately replied "Yes!"
"Don't worry! It's not time for you to die yet." Zhu Xingtian looked at Jiang Siming coldly and said, his figure disappeared on the spot like a ghost.
Jiang Siming followed suit, and his domineering aura was instantly released. A figure suddenly appeared and stopped in mid-air.
Jiang Siming seized the opportunity and swung the Xianjian Sword, releasing a phantom purple sword energy that instantly hit Zhu Xingtian.
Zhu Xingtian, who was originally surprised by Jiang Siming's strange domineering aura, suddenly became confused and his body fell down involuntarily.
Jiang Siming's series of actions made Zhu Xingdi and Zhu Xingren, who were watching the battle leisurely, exclaim "Brother!"
"Possessed by the God of Death!"
"The evil spirit is overwhelming!"
Jiang Siming's aura suddenly surged, and the sword in his hand had been replaced with the Juexian Sword. Wisps of gray sword energy flowed through the sword body, leaving deep invisible sword marks wherever the sword tip pointed.
In Jiang Siming’s dantian, the gray origin sword energy shone brightly.
At this moment, Zhu Xingtian, whose eyes were somewhat dull, finally reacted. He thought to himself that it was not good, but it was too late.
"The sword energy leaves a mark!"
The dozens of meters long gray sword energy was filled with a sharp aura, as if it was about to tear apart the space.
Zhu Xingtian was horrified and quickly mobilized his soul power, putting his hands in front of his chest.
The gray sword energy arrived in an instant, but it did not explode with a huge roar as expected. Instead, it passed through Zhu Xingtian and attacked the second and third sons of the Zhu family and the Changlin Army again.
Zhu Xingdi and Zhu Xingren reacted quickly and jumped to avoid the horrific attack.
However, before the dozens of Changlin Army soldiers behind the two men could show any fear in their eyes, the gray sword energy had already pierced through their bodies, and the expressions on their faces were forever frozen.
The air was silent for several breaths. Dozens of Changlin soldiers' chests spurted blood all over the air. Combined with the dim light, it looked particularly bloody and weird.
The Changlin army, who had just reacted, retreated in fear. They only saw a gray sword energy passing by, followed by the fall of their brothers.
Zhu Xingdi and Zhu Xingren didn't care about being shocked, they flew over and rescued Zhu Xingtian who was still frozen in place.
However, the next moment, Zhu Xingtian suddenly let out a wail, and blood spurted out from his chest and back.
"Brother!" Zhu Xingdi and Zhu Xingren rushed forward, stabilized Zhu Xingtian, and continuously sent soul power into Zhu Xingtian's body, trying to stop the bleeding wound.
Jiang Siming held the sword in one hand, sword energy flowing around his body, and his whole body exuded a sharp sword intent, showing his strength.
However, Jiang Siming did not intend to pursue the victory. After all, the previous attack had used the original sword energy, which consumed a lot of his energy.
He had just taken advantage of the unexpected advantage. If he really pushed his opponent into a corner, and faced with two Titled Douluo of the Agility Attack System who were on guard at the same time, it would be difficult for Jiang Siming to gain the advantage again.
The only way for Jiang Siming to escape now is to delay as long as possible and wait for Jian Douluo to settle Zhu Zhuqing and others.
"Impossible, you only have five rings, how can you hurt me? Boy! I'm going to kill you, cough cough!" Zhu Xingtian stared at Jiang Siming who was standing in front of him with a sword, and blood kept flowing out of Zhu Xingtian's mouth.
Zhu Xingdi and Zhu Xingren also looked at Jiang Siming with vigilance, not daring to act rashly. Although Jiang Siming's attack was successful just now because of Zhu Xingtian's carelessness, the horror of that attack was beyond doubt.
Jiang Siming was using all his strength to activate his domineering aura at this moment, and his own status made it so that the remaining two Titled Douluo of the Zhu family did not dare to make a move easily.
"Second brother, third brother, we must kill him! If we let him go, it will be a disaster for our Zhu family!" Zhu Xingtian's blood kept dripping from the corner of his mouth. He covered his chest with one hand and said with some emotion.
Zhu Xingdi and Zhu Xingren looked at Jiang Siming, who had five rings, with ferocity in their eyes. If Jiang Siming could really cultivate to the ninth ring, it would be a huge threat to the Zhu family.
The two looked at each other, with murderous gleams in their eyes.
In a flash, two ghostly figures rushed towards Jiang Siming.
The two of them did not drag out the situation. Although it was despicable for two Sealed Douluo to fight against a five-ring Soul King together, compared with the interests of the family, what did the mask matter?
"Come on!" Jiang Siming gritted his teeth, and the Immortal-Slaying Sword appeared in his hand, with scarlet murderous aura flowing through the sword.
The next moment, sword energy and the shadows of sharp claws flashed alternately. The speed of the two agility attack Title Douluo was too fast. Even though Jiang Siming had an incredible reaction speed, he still found it difficult to resist.
Even though the Nether Spirit Cat is much weaker than the Clear Sky Hammer, the opponent is also a Titled Douluo after all, and they are under a pincer attack.
Jiang Siming was defeated and blood kept coming out of his mouth. The wounds caused by the claws had revealed bones, and the blood had dyed Jiang Siming's clothes red. If it weren't for Jiang Siming's strong physique, he would have collapsed long ago.
With a hissing sound, three bright red claw marks appeared on Jiang Siming's chest. The intense pain made Jiang Siming's expression even more ferocious.
The two Titled Douluo could not help but feel delighted upon seeing this, and pursued the enemy while they were victorious.
"Prison! All attributes reduced by 50%."
The two Titled Douluo felt their speed decreasing rapidly in an instant.
"die!"
"One sword separates the worlds!" Jiang Siming had been waiting for this opportunity, waiting for the two Titled Douluo to be careless.
The gray and red sword energy instantly tore the two black shadows into pieces, but there was no joy on Jiang Siming's face.
Zhu Xingdi and Zhu Xingren appeared again 10 meters away from Jiang Siming.
The two men's arms were trembling slightly, blood was dripping, and the gray and red sword energy were corroding the wounds wantonly.
Jiang Siming was looking at the two people in front of him at this moment, still standing proudly, even though the blood had soaked the bluestone slabs on the ground red.
"Damn! You old bastard, if you don't come soon, I'll be stuck here!" Jiang Siming couldn't help but slander in his heart.
Although Jiang Siming was already somewhat exhausted at this moment, he still grinned and said, "Title Douluo! Nothing more than that!"
"Changlin Army, kill him for me. Anyone who can hurt him will be rewarded with ten taels of gold. If you can kill him, the killer will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold, and everyone in the army will be rewarded with one hundred taels of gold." Zhu Xingtian, who was watching the battle on the side, shouted loudly at this moment.
It would be fine if he was injured, but if the other two Title Douluo of the Zhu family were also injured, it might cause more trouble. After all, the commotion tonight was so big, but the Dai family had not expressed their opinions at all, which made Zhu Xingtian a little worried.
Zhu Xingdi and Zhu Xingren quickly retreated after hearing Zhu Xingtian's words. The erosion feeling coming from the wound from time to time, and the soul power being unable to stop the strange erosion force, made the two feel very uneasy.
The Changlin Army behind the three of them were all tempted when they heard that the reward was so generous. Looking at Jiang Siming who was seriously injured at this moment, they couldn't help but feel a little eager to make a move.
There will always be brave men when there is a huge reward. In an instant, countless heavy armors and shields surrounded Jiang Siming, and arrows flashing with cold light stretched out from the gaps.
(End of this chapter)