webnovelfull Chapter 447 Ma Xianhong: The stove! We must keep it!
Chapter 447 Ma Xianhong: The stove! We must keep it!
Ma Xianhong's body was shaking due to the violent backlash of Qi.
Every knife mark that appeared, every impact of the Qi bomb, was like a sledgehammer hitting his heart.
He stared at the crack on the light shield that was spreading like a spider web.
The light in that area had dimmed to the point of being almost transparent, as if it would completely collapse in the next moment.
"Hey!"
Another strike! Feng Baobao had no expression on her face, and the dark short knife in her hand accurately slashed at the most densely packed cracks.
"boom!"
The Qi bomb of the black tube followed closely behind, and amidst the dull explosion, the light shield made a sharp shattering sound!
"Click——"
A huge crack visible to the naked eye suddenly exploded from the point of continuous attack.
It instantly spread over half of the light shield!
The light of the Liuhe Pearl suddenly flashed wildly several times, and even a tiny crack appeared on the surface of one of the beads!
"puff--"
Ma Xianhong couldn't hold it in any longer and suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood.
He staggered back two steps, his face as pale as gold paper.
"Liuhe Pearl..."
He looked at the cracked bead, his eyes filled with horror and disbelief.
This magic weapon that he had spent so much effort to refine was actually... actually about to be broken!
Within the light shield.
"It's going to break! It's going to break!"
Wang Zhenqiu shouted excitedly and clenched his fists.
"Everyone get ready!"
Zhang Chulan held on to his body, staring sharply at the huge crack:
"Almost there! Try harder!"
Xiao Zizai raised a bloodthirsty arc at the corner of his mouth, and looked coldly at Ma Xianhong who was crumbling outside the light shield:
"Finally... I can stretch my muscles."
The clarinet silently raised the clarinet again and aimed it at the largest crack.
Lao Meng also struggled to get up from the ground.
Although there was still fear on his face, there was a glimmer of survival in his eyes.
Outside the light shield, Ma Xianhong felt the wailing coming from the Liuhe Pearl and the almost exhausted Qi in his body.
Then he looked at the temporary workers in the light shield who were staring at him like evil spirits.
Especially the expressionless woman holding a strange dagger...
An unprecedented fear completely overwhelmed him.
Pride? Dignity?
In the face of absolute, incomprehensible power, these things seem less important.
He subconsciously turned his head and looked towards the depths of Biyou Village.
The direction into which he had poured countless efforts and which carried all his hopes.
Slimming furnace!
That was his grandfather's last wish and his only hope to restore his memory!
It was the foundation for him to establish the New Jiejiao and realize his ideal of "teaching without distinction"!
If the Liuhe Pearl is broken, in my current state, it will be impossible for me to stop these monsters!
Once they rush out, the self-cultivation furnace...
A terrible thought instantly gripped Ma Xianhong's heart.
"no!"
He gritted his teeth, a trace of resolute madness flashed in his eyes.
"The self-cultivation furnace...there must be no problem with the self-cultivation furnace!"
Stay here and fight these monsters to death? For that ridiculous pride?
Do not!
Nothing compared to the Slimming Furnace!
His eyes moved rapidly between the hideous crack on the light shield and the direction in the distance, and the balance in his heart was swinging violently.
Fear and obsession eventually overwhelmed everything.
"Just wait for me!"
Ma Xianhong's voice carried a hint of reluctance and resentment, but more of it was a hasty decision.
He stamped his feet violently, no longer trying to maintain the Liuhe Pearl Light Shield that was on the verge of breaking.
Instead, he quickly made hand gestures, and the remaining Qi surged wildly, but his target was no longer the magic weapon!
“Crack—crack—”
The cracks spread rapidly on the light shield like hideous scars, making a teeth-grinding shattering sound.
The light of the Liuhe Pearl flickered, and the cracked pearl was even dimmer, as if it would completely shatter at any time.
Ma Xianhong staggered, and the blood from the corner of his mouth dyed the white clothes on his chest red.
He stared at the figures in the light shield, especially the woman holding a dull dagger and with empty eyes.
The heart twitched violently due to fear and the backlash of Qi.
Liuhe Pearl...is about to break!
"Hmph! You're lucky!"
A trace of ferocity and unwillingness flashed across Ma Xianhong's face, and he forced himself to suppress the fishy sweetness in his throat.
Deep in Biyou Village, the self-cultivation furnace is still there!
That's everything to him!
It must not be destroyed in Su Chen’s hands!
Stay? Fight to the death?
Meaningless!
"Just wait for me!"
He roared, his voice filled with resentment and panic.
Ma Xianhong waved his hand violently, forcibly mobilizing the last few remaining strands of Qi in his body and injecting them into the Liuhe Pearl that was on the verge of breaking.
"combine!"
The six beads wailed, and the broken light shield suddenly shrank inward, trying to make a final block.
At the same time, Ma Xianhong's body turned rapidly, no longer looking at the people in the light shield.
He exerted force on his feet, and his figure turned into a residual shadow, and quickly fled towards the depths of Biyou Village, in the direction of the self-cultivation furnace!
"Want to run?!"
Wang Zhenqiu screamed, his eyes flashing with excitement.
"It's not that easy!"
"boom--!"
At the moment when Ma Xianhong turned around, Hei Guan'er's last Qi bomb accurately hit the center of the most vulnerable crack in the light shield!
"Boom!"
A loud bang!
The six-colored light that had been flowing for a long time suddenly exploded like broken glass!
Countless points of light flew in all directions and instantly disappeared into the air.
The energy barrier that bound everyone disappeared completely!
Almost at the same time the light shield was broken.
"Shh!"
Xiao Zizai was the first to move, with a cruel yet joyful smile on his face.
A blood-red murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and the whole person chased in the direction where Ma Xianhong fled like a ghost!
"Oh my, wait for me, Brother Xiao!"
Wang Zhenqiu followed closely behind, his figure agile, with a cynical smile on his face.
But deep in his eyes there was a cold seriousness.
Zhang Chulan took a deep breath, forced himself to suppress the feeling of weakness in his body, and scanned the surrounding environment with sharp eyes.
At the same time, he shouted to Lao Meng: "Lao Meng! Follow closely!"
Lao Meng was still frightened, but he still crawled after him.
"Chase him! We can't let him go back to the self-cultivation furnace!"
Zhang Chulan ignored the weakness coming from his body, his chest heaving from shouting hard.
He raised his hand and pointed at Ma Xianhong's back as he disappeared into the night. His voice was hoarse but filled with unquestionable urgency.
He knows the dangers of the self-cultivation furnace better than anyone else!
We must not let Ma Xianhong go back!
Almost at the moment Zhang Chulan finished speaking, Feng Baobao, who had been standing still, moved.
She calmly put the dull dagger back into her waist, her movements smooth and natural.
Her empty eyes glanced at Zhang Chulan very lightly, without lingering, but as if she was confirming something.
The next second, her figure suddenly blurred, turning into a gray afterimage that was almost impossible to capture with the naked eye.
Without causing any sound of wind, it shot silently towards the direction where Ma Xianhong was fleeing, at an astonishing speed.
"Hey, you run fast!"
The bloodthirsty smile on Xiao Zizai's lips had not yet completely disappeared, and a flash of blood appeared in his eyes, and then was covered by a deeper coldness.
He exerted force on his feet, and his figure floated like a ghost. He rushed out closely after Feng Baobao, and his speed was not slow at all.
"Oh my, wait for me, Brother Xiao! Don't beat him to death, leave him for me to play with!"
Wang Zhenqiu was as agile as a monkey and caught up with him in a few jumps.