Chapter 158 - The Blood Fog
The bare-headed man was profoundly shocked. He was more than familiar with the voice - it belonged to the thin guy from the Fiery Snake tribe. In a flurry of alarm, Bare Head, with his bare head glimmering and cold shivering down his spine, fumbled around his waist for a secret weapon he always carried with him.
In the next moment, a white light shot up towards the red flame like an arrow. It was a boomerang made of bone, emitting blinding white light!
A thud was heard as the boomerang hit on the tree trunk. Evidently, it had missed its target. When the bare-headed man approached the tree in a few flashes, he could see no one there except his murmured companions. The thin one lied on the ground with a deep wound in his chest that almost split his body open, utterly breathless. The other two that had been crunched by the tree were already quite dead.
Bare Head gritted his teeth with intense hatred; his face contorted in an upsurge of extreme emotions. Just then, clashes of weapons, mixed with Mang Kun's occasional angry shouts, reverberated in a nearby dense wood. Without thinking, Bare Head rushed to the place with long and desperate strides. In the next moment, he saw Mang Kun fighting fiercely with a man who had bushy eyebrows and a pair of large and concentrated eyes. This was exactly the Shi Mu they had been after!
Mang Kun was still shutting his eyes tight, and around the corners of his eyes were some white power stubbornly stuck there. But at the moment, Mang Kun's body had bulked up to the double size of its original; the muscles all protruded madly. His two strong arms, with blue veins visible on them, had turned to a pale green. Two curved and sharp horns had thrusted from his forehead. The black axe in his hand was swishing like crazy, forming a screen of dense shadows that shielded him in.
On the opposite, his opponent Shi Mu was wielding a long blade that had red flames swirling around it. The blade was moving so fast that red shadows kept sprouting up towards Mang Kun and caught the latter in a storm of red flames. Fully engaged in the battle, though he had heard someone approaching, Shi Mu could not afford to attend to the new comer.
Bare Head gloated over Shi Mu’s weak point with a wicked smile on his face. He could not wait to throw himself upon his mortal enemy.
“Huowu, you’ve come at just the right moment! Help me get rid of this man!” After shooting a glance at the bare-headed man, Shi Mu allowed himself a moment to think before he shouted loudly with surprised expression, his eyes shining excitedly.
The bare head was caught unguarded, frozen in confusion. But soon he knew it was a trick, and his face dropped in angry humiliation. Simultaneously, Mang Kun let out an annoyed cry. By the next moment, a layer of black glow had emerged around his axe.
Hearing this, Mang Kun immediately threw out several successive blows, each with the momentum of a thunder; some seven or eight black shadows shot from all directions towards Shi Mu as well as the coming figure behind him.
“Brother Mang, it’s me! Don’t fall for the guy’s trick!” Bare Head could only try to duck the blows in a great haste, yelling anxiously. Mang Kun slowed down his movements after hearing Bare Head’s warnings, and for a moment he was nonplussed while he held his axe in hand. But this proved to be a deadly pause when his opponent’s black blade had seized the chance to penetrate his chest. Immediately, blood gushed out violently, and Shi Mu had already approached him to deal him the last blow.
Mang Kun's body stiffened, and then he spat blood helplessly like a defenceless soldier. In the next moment, a red flame sprang up and traced a smooth arc in the air, cutting Mang Kun's body into halves from the waist. The bulky body thudded down unto the ground.
Shi Mu swung his arm to throw off the blood from his black blade, his face totally unperturbed. Then after taking a deep breath, he turned his cold eyes to the last enemy to kill.
Bare Head shivered, and his eyes spoke of extreme fear. Involuntarily, he stepped back slowly.
“You must have pursued me to avenge your young master's death.” Shi Mu walked toward Bare Head with easy but steady steps, asking in a flat voice.
Bare Head changed his countenance after hearing his young master mentioned by the sworn enemy, and he stepped back once more in anger and fear.
“If so, go and see your young master now!” Shi Mu's eyes shone mercilessly, and in a flash of his figure, he had come to Bare Head's front. The red glow of the black blade stirred once, and thirteen overlaying blade shadows emerged cascading down at the fear-stricken barbarian heavily.
As if spell-bound by Shi Mu's cold air, Bare Head failed in reacting at the first moment. However, before the blade shadows hurt him, he managed to break the spell while shouting angrily. Brandishing the green whip ceaselessly, he produced a screen of green whip shadows that protected him from without.
The grating noise of friction echoed in the bush, and Bare Head repelled Shi Mu's blow successively. The latter would not let go of him easily, of course. Without hesitation, Shi Mu narrowed his eyes and activated his real qi. As a result, the thirteen black shadows suddenly gathered as one giant red flame that stormed down to the bare head.
Instantly, Bare Head felt a scathing hot air blowing against his face. He was startled, and the green whip in his hand took on a green blow. Bare Head swung his arm in exasperation, and a thick whip shadow emerged in the air, rushing towards the incoming red flame. Simultaneously, the tattoo of red viper on his red arm also worked up, and all over his skin scales sprouted - Bare Head had stimulated his totem power!
However, before he went through the preparation procedures, his eyes caught Shi Mu aiming at him with a black cylinder in his other hand! This was outrageously horrifying! Bare Head stood on the spot in a panic.
The next moment, Shi Mu shook the black cylinder vehemently, and a blackish thing shot out of the cylinder with hellish roars, dashing to Bare Head's chest at lightening speed that almost blotted out the sky and the land with its overwhelming blackness.
Within so small a distance, how could Bare Head escape unharmed?
Craccccck! The black shadow pierced the red scales on Bare Head's skin like a breeze, throwing the big barbarian backwards until he fell heavily on the ground several meters away. On his chest were countless tiny holes that reminded one of the honeycomb. Through the holes blood was oozing out like little trickles.
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