Chapter 247 Woman in gauze
Chapter 247 Woman in gauze
As the three approached, they got a clear view of the situation in the valley.
Seven or eight scattered cultivators were seen fighting fiercely against four third-tier Rakshasa and a group of first and second-tier Rakshasa.
However, it was clear that those rogue cultivators had been forced into a perilous situation and, barring any unforeseen circumstances, would soon be swallowed up by the Rakshasa horde.
One of them, however, made Kongming frown.
"How could she be here!" Kongming muttered to himself.
In the valley, a female cultivator appeared; she was the same one who had appeared with Ji Wushuang earlier.
At this moment, her pale purple dress was stained with a few drops of blood, but it did not diminish her ethereal beauty.
Beneath the light veil, her bright eyes revealed a resolute spirit, but facing the surging tide of Rakshasa, she couldn't help but show a hint of weariness and anxiety.
"If any fellow Daoist happens to be passing by, please come out and lend a helping hand. We are willing to offer a generous reward!"
The woman seemed to sense someone approaching and hurriedly cried for help.
"Junior sister, the rogue cultivators who have entered here are all vicious and ruthless. Even if they make a move, they probably won't let us go. I'll go lure those third-tier Rakshasa. You take the junior brothers and leave quickly!"
An older male cultivator, with a solemn expression, struggled to wield his magical weapon to defend against the Rakshasa while speaking to the woman whose face was veiled.
The woman frowned, and her long sword instantly drew a cold arc. "You are all people I brought out. If you want to leave, you leave together!"
"Hehehe...beauty, we've come to rescue you! But you have to promise to let the three of us brothers get to know each other better..."
Just then, a strange laugh rang out, and three figures darted in from the side like ghosts.
The visitors were none other than the infamous Three Demons of the Demons.
These three men usually committed many evil deeds, and in this secret realm, they even tried to take advantage of the chaos to seek personal gain, slaughtering other rogue cultivators indiscriminately.
The leader, Black Fiend, was a burly man with a shocking scar on his face. He wielded a serrated broadsword, the blade radiating an eerie dark red light.
The second brother, Fatty Sha, was short in stature but exceptionally agile, and he held a short stick in his hand.
The third brother was extremely thin and tall, with a pair of sharp claws that gleamed with a sinister light.
At this moment, the three men were staring at the woman whose face was covered by a light veil with ill intent.
The eldest brother, Hei Sha, grinned and tentatively said, "Beauty, why aren't you enjoying yourself by Young Master Wushuang's side? Why have you come here?"
A flash of disgust crossed the woman's eyes as she coldly said, "What I do is none of your business! Help me if you want, otherwise get lost!"
Hei Sha was not annoyed and continued to laugh, "Hehe, since Young Master Wushuang doesn't want you anymore, why not come with us brothers? In this secret realm, we'll guarantee you a life of luxury."
Upon hearing this, the older male cultivator glared angrily and shouted, "Junior sister, don't beg them! We would rather die than agree!"
Black Fiend's face darkened. "Hmph, you won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences! Brothers, let's deal with these Rakshasa first, then we'll handle them!"
After saying that, the three of them charged towards the Rakshasa horde like wolves.
It must be said that although these three were of low character, they were quite capable.
The four third-tier Rakshasa were trapped and killed by the combined attack of the three.
Black Fiend's serrated broadsword flew up and down, its blade energy crisscrossing. Each blade energy left a deep wound on Rakshasa's body. The eerie dark red light seemed to carry a corrosive power, causing the flesh and blood at Rakshasa's wounds to fester.
Fat Sha was agile, like a black shadow weaving through the Rakshasa horde. Each strike of his short stick was accompanied by a muffled thud, accurately hitting the Rakshasa's vital points and slowing their movements.
With its astonishing speed and sharp claws, the skinny demon appeared like a ghost on the side or behind the Rakshasa, instantly tearing through the Rakshasa's defenses and delivering a fatal blow.
After the three of them finished collecting the fragments of the law, Hei Sha wiped the blood off his knife, turned to look at the woman whose face was covered by a light veil, and revealed a malicious smile.
"My beauty, now that the Rakshasa has been dealt with, shouldn't we give each other a proper thank you?"
After saying that, the three men grinned maliciously and approached the woman in the light veil and the few rogue cultivators.
Although those rogue cultivators had witnessed the Three Fiends' strength, they were not spineless.
They gripped their magical weapons tightly, adopting a posture of fighting to the death.
"Hehehe... Overestimating themselves. Third brother, go and take care of these blind fools. The three of us brothers can then enjoy this beauty that even the Peerless Young Master covets." Hei Sha licked his lips, his eyes filled with lewd light.
The skinny man let out a strange laugh and pounced out like a black ghost.
Snapped……
However, before he could make a move, a palm strike landed squarely on his face.
who!
The skinny man was struck by the sudden blow, his head tilted to the side, and he staggered back a few steps, a bright red handprint instantly appearing on his face...
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