After Leng Shiqi called out the system, a few lines of words appeared in front of his eyes.
"Worth 9 System Coins. Would you like to sell?"
"Worth 10 System Coins. Would you like to sell?"
"Yes!"
"Sale successful. You have a total of 12 System Coins."
In the blink of an eye, the steel sword and long staff in Leng Shiqi's hands suddenly disappeared!
The corners of Leng Shiqi's mouth curled up slightly. As he ran, he turned his head and glanced behind him. When he saw that there were only two people chasing after him, a murderous look appeared in his eyes!
"Swish swish."
Leng Shiqi went through a thick patch of unknown vegetation and hid behind a large tree. His left hand formed a palm, and a spiritual light flashed in his palm.
His right hand held the sword in a slightly strange position. It was the starting position of the Brushing Willow Sword Style.
The Brushing Willow Sword Style was a level one sword technique. There were five sword styles, and they were mainly graceful and agile.
The first four styles did not have a name. The last one, which was also the strongest, was called the Brushing Willow.
One had to cultivate the Brushing Willow Sword Style to the Proficient Realm to barely master this sword technique. Leng Shiqi had just mastered this sword technique in a short period of time.
Now was the time to kill someone and use it as a sacrifice!
When Hen19 was about to go through the patch of vegetation, he was pulled back by the hoarse young man.
"What … what's wrong with you?"
Hen19 was eager to succeed. He was about to catch up when he was suddenly pulled back. However, he suddenly remembered that he could not afford to offend this person in front of him. He quickly collected his emotions and reorganized his words.
The hoarse young man did not care about Hen19's attitude. His expression was serious as he said, "Be careful of the ambush."
"Is there a need for that? Why should we be afraid of him?
Even if his palm technique is powerful, I don't believe that he would dare to fight with my big axe. Hehe. "Hen19 tapped the axe in his hand with confidence.
The hoarse young man said, "Okay, you go first."
Although Hen Nineteen said so, he didn't dare to be careless at this time. He held his giant axe in front of him and rushed forward.
Hen19 quickly looked around and found that there was no one around. He relaxed a little.
At this moment!
A figure suddenly rushed over from the side!
"It's really you, Leng Shiqi!" Hennineteen quickly turned around and saw that the person was just as Captain Yan Nine had described. He was both surprised and happy.
He was happy that he had finally found Leng Shiqi. As long as he killed him, he would be able to obtain the Tiger Roaring Fist Technique.
He was shocked because he didn't think that he would really dare to launch a sneak attack here, and at such a fast speed!
By the time he reacted, Leng Shiqi's palm was already in front of him.
Hen Nineteen saw that he couldn't dodge the attack, so he decided to face it head-on. He decided to use offense as defense. The giant axe in his hand suddenly lit up, and he swung it down heavily!
He did not believe that Leng Shiqi would dare to take it head-on.
Sure enough, Leng Shiqi took a sidestep and walked over.
Hen19 sneered in his heart. He was about to fall into his rhythm. All he had to do was wait for his teammates to join up and kill him. Then, he would be able to obtain the Howling Tiger Fist.
However, he didn't expect the Leng Shiqi in front of him to disappear in the blink of an eye!
Hennineteen's whole body trembled. His brain wasn't slow either. He roared and spun around with his giant axe!
Sure enough, he saw that Leng Shiqi had already run behind him.
The palm flashing with light was about to hit him!
"That was close!"
Hennineteen, who had forced back Leng Shiqi again, was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat.
However, at this moment, Leng Shiqi disappeared again.
"Not good!"
Hennineteen had just used all his strength to turn around. His body and spiritual energy were both in a stiff state. It was impossible for him to go back to his previous state.
"There's still a chance. His palm is still a short distance away from me!"
With that thought in mind, Henn Nineteen was planning to dodge the attack and stall for time until his teammates arrived.
However, what he didn't expect was that something cold and sharp pierced his body, and it was the back of his heart.
"Cough … Wah …" Hennineteen spat out a large mouthful of blood. He looked at his heart in disbelief. There was a small sword tip there!
It was covered in his own blood!
His consciousness began to blur. He remembered the tragic state of his captain's arms and the advice of the hoarse youth. However, it was all too late.
Just as his consciousness was about to disappear, he seemed to hear a sentence. "Leng Shiqi, die!"
[It's Blood Thirty-Six. He will definitely avenge me …]
From Leng Shiqi's sneak attack to Hennineteen's death, less than ten seconds had passed.
When Blood Thirty-Six heard Hennineteen's voice, he knew he had found Leng Shiqi. However, the first thing he did wasn't to help. Instead, he whistled.
This was their team's secret signal. It meant to gather. He wanted to call Flower 43 back first.
Unfortunately, he didn't expect Leng Shiqi's strength.
The Leng Shiqi today was completely different from the Leng Shiqi ten days ago.
When Blood Thirty-Six arrived, he was greeted by the sight of Leng Shiqi's sword piercing Hennineteen's heart.
It was rare for Blood Thirty-Six to lose his mind. This was because Hennineteen was a careless and straightforward person.
Blood Thirty-Six didn't normally treat him well, but he didn't have to be so calculative when he was with Hennineteen. He treated Hennineteen as a true teammate.
But now, Hennineteen was dead!
Blood Thirty-Six threw a punch. The sound of a tiger's roar could be heard as it tore through the air. It was none other than the Howling Tiger Fist!
Leng Shiqi knew that there were two people chasing after him, so he was already on guard against the other person. He wasn't flustered at all. He drew his sword and retreated before using his Bewildering Movement Technique.
"Bang!"
Blood Thirty-Six's punch was extremely powerful. He couldn't withdraw his fist, and it landed on the tree behind him, causing the tree to shake violently!
Countless leaves immediately fell from the tree. Most of them landed on Hennineteen's body, as if they were setting up a shelter for him.
Leng Shiqi had many types of perfected spirit techniques. A hint of confusion flashed through his eyes as he thought to himself, "This person's Howling Tiger Fist seems to be much more advanced than Yan Jiu's. That's strange."
But even if it was strange, he wouldn't let go of this good opportunity when his opponent was out of strength. With a shake of his fine iron sword, he elegantly swung it through the air, aiming straight for his opponent's back!
At this moment, Blood Thirty-Six finally regained his senses. He was cursing himself for being too impulsive.
However, this might be an opportunity for him!
Blood Thirty-Six silently placed a hand on his waist.
Only after Leng Shiqi closed the distance between them did Blood Thirty-Six turn around. His eyes were filled with panic, as if he had been scared out of his wits.
Leng Shiqi vaguely felt that something was amiss. Disregarding everything else, a person who was able to cultivate to the eighth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm and had at least achieved the initial success in the Howling Tiger Fist should not be scared out of his wits.
Sure enough, at this moment, two extremely thin silver needles shot toward Leng Shiqi's heart and head!
"Hidden weapons?!"
Leng Shiqi was shocked and hurriedly used the Chaotic Steps.
However, strangely enough, Leng Shiqi's heart tightened as an indescribable sense of danger welled up in him.
Immediately after, he felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder. He looked down and saw a silver needle stuck in his shoulder. More than half of it had gone in!
Leng Shiqi immediately felt his entire shoulder and left arm go numb. He couldn't control them anymore.
Furthermore, the numbness was gradually spreading toward his heart!
He looked at Blood Thirty-Six in shock. Blood Thirty-Six was no longer as panicked as before. Instead, his expression was as gloomy as water, and his eyes were filled with ferocity.
"When did this needle come out?!
And how did he predict my position?! "Leng Shiqi was in disbelief.
Blood Thirty-Six naturally wouldn't give him an explanation. He raised his fist and prepared for the Howling Tiger Fist.