mtlumby2d Chapter 364: Vow to capture the culprit
Chapter 364: Vow to capture the culprit
Both Chen Futu and the Sickle Woman had exerted their full strength, and were now at their limit.
Finally, both of their weapons flew out together.
Despite his weakness, Chen Futu grabbed her hair and threw a flurry of punches. Her counterattack was extremely vicious; one elbow strike nearly made Chen Futu vomit bile.
"Chen Futu, now you have no one to help you. Do you regret it?"
The scythe-wielding woman suddenly laughed, and then saw another of her people riding towards them from afar.
Chen Futu steeled his resolve and, disregarding everything else, continued close-quarters combat, even using a headbutt. The two heads collided violently, the scythe woman screamed and staggered back, and Chen Futu was also dizzy and disoriented. Both of them had gashes on their foreheads, from which blood gushed out.
"Chen Futu, you deserve to die!"
The woman with the scythe covered her forehead, trembling all over, and screamed angrily.
At the same time, her men arrived, shouting, "Protect the young lady!"
"Miss? It seems you're quite an important person." Chen Futu stood up, swaying slightly as he looked at the group of people opposite him.
The scythe-wielding woman laughed maniacally: "I am the daughter of a palace lord, yet I am far more noble than you, a mere king."
"Is it noble? It stinks so badly it's suffocating."
"You're asking for it! Chop him to pieces!"
At the woman's command, the men charged forward.
Chen Futu stared at the group of powerful figures who had just arrived, his eyes turning crazed, while the system's voice boomed in his mind.
[The system has detected that the host's life is hanging by a thread. It will consume 25,000 taels of silver from the national treasury to summon a saint.]
"With Lü Bu here, who dares to harm my lord!"
Boom!
The halberd descended from the sky, stirring up waves of earth, and more than a dozen powerful figures were blasted away.
Lü Bu arrived at just the right time, saving Chen Futu 25 million taels of silver.
The scythe-wielding woman was somewhat frightened and instinctively backed away; she was truly afraid of this unkillable monster.
Chen Futu patted Lü Bu on the shoulder, "Fengxian, you can handle the others. I'll deal with this woman myself."
Lu Bu accepted the order and charged towards a group of powerful warriors. It was an unequal battle. Lu Bu was like a man possessed, with inexhaustible strength. He seemed to be perpetually irritable, and anyone touched by his halberd would be either killed or crippled.
Seeing the one-sided scene, the scythe-wielding woman finally collapsed to the ground with a thud.
She lowered her head, blood trickling from the ends of her hair, and muttered, "Is it going to end..."
Chen Futu picked up the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, pointing the sword at her sickly face, "Killing my people is an unforgivable crime."
"Do you know what? This is my first mission, and I never expected to fail on my first try, especially because of you."
The scythe-wielding woman chuckled self-deprecatingly, then touched the wound on her face with self-pity, "Ah, what a beautiful body, it's a pity it's headless."
"Pah, disgusting thing! Tell me, what did you want to gain by slaughtering people at the Red Dust Ferry?"
Chen Futu finally suppressed his raging anger and wanted to get to the bottom of things.
The woman with the scythe tilted her head and asked with a grin, "If I answer, will you let me go?"
"You're dreaming!"
"Since you won't let me go, why should I answer you?"
"At most, I'll leave you with a whole corpse."
"But I don't want to die! I'm still young, and my status is so noble. How can I die at your hands?"
"Enough with the nonsense. If you don't want to answer, then don't!"
Chen Futu lost his patience and slashed down with his sword.
Suddenly, a black light shot out, catching Chen Futu off guard. He was sent flying far away and barely managed to regain his footing by touching the ground with his sword.
Upon seeing this, Lü Bu rushed back and stood in front of him.
The scythe woman's remaining men were all dead. At this moment, an old man wearing a straw hat, with a hunched back, walked a few steps like a ghost and flashed into the arena. His dried face looked Chen Futu up and down, and then said to the scythe woman, "Young master, you have worked hard."
"Thank goodness, I managed to delay you until you arrived, otherwise I would really be dead."
The scythe-wielding woman struggled to her feet, sheathed her scythe, and was so weak she could barely stand. "King of the Northern Frontier, let me introduce you. This is my protector, the elder of the Killing God Hall, one of the Six Halls, a Saint Realm expert. He went to see Liu Bainian and returned just in time."
"So what if it's a sacred realm? I, Lü Buxian, am still capable of fighting!"
Lu Bu arrogantly stepped forward to confront him, brandishing his halberd, exuding murderous intent.
The old man sneered, "What a fierce general! Truly astonishing. It's just a pity that all below the level of a sage are mere ants. You are no match for me."
"Then try it!"
Lu Bu, refusing to believe in superstition, charged forward with his halberd.
As expected, he withstood ten moves, a testament to the absolute suppression of their respective realms.
"To be able to withstand ten moves from a Saint in the early stages of a Grandmaster, you can be considered the first person in history to do so."
The old man stroked his beard, completely at ease.
Lu Bu, his anger blazing like a bull, was about to charge again when Chen Futu looked at the woman with the scythe and asked, "Do you think that just because a saint has come, your life will be spared?"
"Is not it?"
"Lu Bu, you hold that old bastard back. Today I'm going to capture him alive and take him back for interrogation."
"give it to me!"
Lu Bu is just a time-limited card, so it doesn't matter if he dies in battle.
As Lu Bu charged toward the old man, Chen Futu also attacked the scythe-wielding woman once again. The scythe-wielding woman had no ability to resist, and in just two moves, her weapon was knocked away.
Chen Futu kicked her to the ground, then lifted her onto the warhorse left behind by the ancient palace's powerful figures, and rode away.
"Boy, how dare you!"
The old man was enraged and unleashed his full fighting power.
Lu Bu fiercely ignited his bloodlust, his eyes flashing red light, and desperately blocked the attack.
The old man shouted angrily, but Chen Futu didn't even turn his head.
The woman with the scythe lay on her horse, staring blankly at the battle in the distance. That Lu Bu was a madman. His body was almost smashed to pieces, yet he wouldn't give way. Wasn't he afraid of dying?
"Stop looking. Your protector won't be here anytime soon. Once we return to the Northern Frontier, I'll have the pleasure boat pry open your mouth and let you know the consequences of harming the people of my Northern Frontier," Chen Futu said coldly.
"maybe……"
The woman with the sickle stopped speaking, seemingly certain that the saint would come to her rescue.
About fifteen minutes later, the system suddenly issued a notification sound.
[Summoning card detected as faulty. Host, please take precautions.]
Lu Bu disappeared. After all, he was facing a saint. It was already quite extraordinary that he lasted for a quarter of an hour with the cultivation of an early Grandmaster. An ordinary Grandmaster would not be able to last even a breath, let alone a quarter of an hour. With Lu Bu's talent, he could have killed a saint if he was at the peak or late stage of the Grandmaster realm.
Chen Futu subconsciously glanced back and saw a small black dot rapidly approaching from a hundred meters in the distance. It must be that old man using his great lightness skill; he would catch up in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.
The scythe-wielding woman sensed the approaching aura of the saint. She grinned and said, "Chen Futu, look behind you. There's a surprise."
"Do you think I'm truly at a loss?"
"Your beloved general has died in battle, and he is still in the territory of Beixing Mountain. What do you have to fight against the sage?"
"I told you, I will definitely bring you back today. At worst, I'll just have to spend more money."
"What do you mean?"
"Hmph, you'll understand soon enough!"
Chen Futu tightened the reins and stopped. Immediately afterward, a figure descended from the sky and landed steadily a few meters away. It was the old man. He said in a sinister tone, "King of the Northern Frontier, run! Why aren't you running anymore?"