Eternal Life: I Rely on Fortune Points for Improvement-Chapter 162 - 135: Kill Xiao Ran

"Not leaving?"

"Then stay!"

The old man in the black robe revealed his murderous intent.

He leaped out from the courtyard.

A trail of fire followed behind him.

He raised his hand and swung forward.

"Roar!"

A dazzling flame sword beam slashed towards Mr. Yang.

"It’s a trap, retreat quickly!"

Mr. Yang exclaimed.

There were still six First Grade Qi Refining Realm powerhouses ambushed on the mountaintop, which clearly indicated a problem.

As he spoke.

He slashed out with his sword.

Innate Primordial Power surged, and the dazzling sword beam pierced through the layer of firelight, slashing directly toward the old man in black, and the two became tangled in a fierce battle.

Both were innate.

The strength of the old man in black was obviously stronger than Mr. Yang, but it wasn’t easy to capture or kill Mr. Yang either.

Moreover, the old man in black knew that as long as he held up Mr. Yang, the others could kill Han Dong and Bao Longwei.

"Dong’Er, run quickly!"

Xiao Ran felt his scalp tingling.

The sudden appearance of the figure made him feel that each one was stronger than him.

"Whizz, whizz, whizz!"

Han Dong quickly threw a handful of poison needles.

Shooting at the sudden appearance of the First-Grade Powerhouse.

"Rebel faction?"

Bao Longwei’s expression also changed drastically, feeling as if they had fallen into a trap.

But before the three of them could think further.

The six First Grade Realm martial artists who suddenly jumped out had already arrived in front of them.

Xiao Ran and Han Dong, being Second-Grade Martial Artists, didn’t even have a chance to escape in their presence.

However, they all abandoned Xiao Ran.

Rushing towards Han Dong and Bao Longwei instead.

"Release the arrows!"

Chu Tianhe finally arrived.

He brought dozens of archers with him.

Quickly shooting towards the nearby First-Grade Powerhouses.

"Pfft!"

Unexpectedly, a wave of Primordial Power surged, accompanied by two beams of sword light.

The dozen archers standing in the front fell as if their throats had been slashed, blood splattering, collapsing to the ground.

"This..."

Chu Tianhe was horrified.

Even with his Third Grade Realm strength, he couldn’t see how the sword light struck, and was so frightened that he hid behind the archers.

"Damn, Sister Dong is in danger, what should I do? Should I save her?"

Jiang Feng hid at another edge.

Watching Han Dong caught in the encirclement.

If it weren’t for Bao Longwei and a group of Third Grade powerhouses holding the pressure, and Chu Tianhe shooting arrows from behind, Han Dong might have lost her life in just a few moves.

"The middle-aged man in burlap clothes, got it!"

At such a critical moment, Jiang Feng dared not think too much. Just as he was about to act, he saw the middle-aged man in burlap clothes, recuperating in the courtyard. He immediately picked up a stone and shot it at the middle-aged man in burlap clothes.

Wrapped in Innate Primordial Power.

The stone shot forward like an arrow.

"Pfft!"

It hit the waist of the middle-aged man in burlap clothes.

"Ah!"

A scream erupted from him.

"Nephew!"

The shout alarmed the old man in the black robe.

"Shoot inside!"

Han Dong quickly yelled, and the scream made her notice the fugitive healing by the campfire.

"Release the arrows!"

Chu Tianhe understood the signal.

The archers under him shot arrows towards the middle-aged man in burlap clothes in unison.

"Whizz, whizz, whizz!"

Forty to fifty archers shot together, arrows pouring down like rain, aiming towards the middle-aged man in burlap clothes.

"Uncle!"

The middle-aged man in burlap clothes spat blood.

"Who dares to hurt him?"

The old man in black flicked off Mr. Yang, waved his hand with a flame sword qi, trying to block the rain of arrows.

Four of the six First Grade Realm martial artists attacking Han Dong and Bao Longwei quickly returned to defend, reducing the pressure on Han Dong and Bao Longwei’s side.

"Pfft!"

Mr. Yang came back, decapitating a First Grade Realm martial artist with one sword strike.

"Mr. Yang, your wounds?"

Bao Longwei saw that not only was Mr. Yang disfigured, but his chest also bore marks of being scorched by flames, making him look utterly miserable.

"Come with me!"

Mr. Yang grasped Bao Longwei’s shoulder.

Taking Bao Longwei, he ran down the mountain.

After engaging in the fight, he knew he was no match for the old man in black. If they continued, he feared he might really die at Black Iron Mountain. Remembering how the Emperor had recently favored Bao Longwei, he pulled Bao Longwei along during the escape.

He threw Bao Longwei onto the rugged path leading to the mountaintop, then, unable to care for anything else, he stirred his Innate Primordial Power, drawing in the surrounding Power of Heaven and Earth, forming a whirlwind to propel him rushing down the mountain.

He needed to return to the palace to heal and inform the Emperor of the situation here immediately, demanding stronger Innate Powerhouses to be sent over.

"Boom!"

The old man in black, with a flame sword qi, intercepted most of the arrow rain, and the four returning First Grade Martial Artists stopped the remaining arrows completely.

"Courting death!"

The old man in black seemed infuriated.

Like a raging lion ablaze, he charged out from the courtyard, striking at Chu Tianhe and his men with his palm.

At that moment.

The Power of Heaven and Earth on the mountaintop seemed to gather in the palm of the old man in black, forming an eye-catching flame palm seal, engulfing dozens of archers.

Some were consumed by the flames.

Losing control, they fell to the mountainside.

Some were shattered by a palm strike from the old man in black.

Han Dong was also affected, almost struck in the back by that surge of palm force.

"I am the heir of King Zhennan, Xiao Zhan is my father!"

Xiao Ran shouted loudly.

He was struck and blown away by a First-Grade Martial Artist’s palm. Trying to take care of Han Dong, he was again blown away by the black-robed elder’s palm force. Seeing Han Dong in danger, he shouted loudly.

Trying to bring up Xiao Zhan to intimidate the opponent.

But the black-robed elder was indifferent.

He glanced back at the middle-aged man in coarse clothes, and said to several Qi Refining Realm powerhouses, "Leave two to guard my nephew, the others go kill Bao Longwei!"

"Yes!"

There were six of them in total, one was cut down by Mr. Yang earlier, now leaving two behind, the remaining three quickly chased down the mountain.

"Director Han, run quickly!"

Chu Tianhe helped Han Dong up, looking at his subordinates being devoured by a palm of the black-robed elder, his face full of fear, wanting to leave here immediately.

Han Dong was coughing up blood.

Reason told her that she must leave immediately.

But Xiao Ran was still in the courtyard. He originally wanted to hold the middle-aged man in coarse clothes hostage, but was seriously injured by a palm wind from the black-robed elder.

"Stop, Han Dong is a daughter-in-law of the Xiao Family, if you dare to kill her, my father will definitely avenge her!"

Xiao Ran saw the black-robed elder walking towards Han Dong and shouted nervously.

"As far as I know, your father doesn’t like her!"

The black-robed elder sneered.

Upon hearing this, Han Dong executed her body technique and ran down the mountain.

The black-robed elder’s words made her realize that he wouldn’t make things difficult for Xiao Ran.

She didn’t need to worry about Xiao Ran’s situation.

"You can’t escape, if you want to survive, let the person behind you come out."

The black-robed elder looked at Han Dong’s escaping figure with disdain.

Xiao Ran froze for a moment.

Then realized something.

He shouted loudly, "Jiang Feng, I know you’re at the top of the mountain, come out! If anything happens to Dong’Er, I won’t let you go!"

"Who are you calling?"

The black-robed elder felt puzzled.

"Zhenbei Prison Third Layer..."

"If you have the ability, come chase me!"

Han Dong’s voice came from down the mountain.

Clever as she was, how could she not understand that today’s situation was targeting her and Jiang Feng.

She didn’t want to implicate Jiang Feng.

The black-robed elder sneered, as long as he captured Han Dong, he could lure out the person behind her.

"Whoosh!"

But at this moment.

An arrow shot from behind.

"Seeking death!"

The black-robed elder was furious.

He turned and struck with a palm.

The terrifying flame elemental power, like a torrent, engulfed Xiao Ran.

"No..."

Xiao Ran saw the endless flames rushing towards him, the terrifying Innate Primordial Power engulfing him instantly.

He was blown away by a palm, crashing onto the iron forging furnace.

"No... it wasn’t me!"

Xiao Ran’s eyes widened. Under the black-robed elder’s palm, his flesh and blood were mutilated, limbs charred like burnt logs, spasmed a few times on the ground, and then died. What he wanted to say was not that he wasn’t the person behind Han Dong, but that the sudden arrow did not come from his hand.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

The black-robed elder’s reflexive palm strike was something his Second-Grade Refining Essence cultivation couldn’t withstand.

"Xiao Ran?"

Han Dong, who was running down the mountain, felt like she heard something.

"They are targeting me, not him!"

But thinking that today’s events were aimed at her and Jiang Feng, Han Dong didn’t dare to stop and continued running down the mountain.

"I..."

The black-robed elder looked at his palm, somewhat taken aback. King Zhennan Xiao Zhan was famous, guarding the national gate, resisting the Turkic, and was unparalleled among Innate powerhouses.

Did he actually kill his son?

If this reached his ears...

Immediately he glanced at the arrow in his hand.

Angrily, "Come out for me!"

At this moment, how could he not know, the arrow earlier was not shot by Xiao Ran.

He had been used.

The opponent intentionally hid behind Xiao Ran and ambushed him, wanting to use him to kill Xiao Ran.

Jiang Feng’s figure appeared at the back of the courtyard.

Seeing Xiao Ran’s charred body, eyes unclosed in death, Jiang Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, this fellow’s stubborn nature, willing to do anything for Han Dong, he even shouted his name earlier. If this reached the Second Prince’s ears, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Being able to use the black-robed elder to eliminate him was truly fortunate.

"Are you the mysterious person behind Han Dong?"

The black-robed elder felt incredulous.

The Jiang Feng before him was far too young.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Jiang Feng did not speak, quickly shooting out three arrows in succession.

But not targeting the black-robed elder.

Instead, they were aimed at the middle-aged man in coarse clothes and the two First Grade Qi Refining Realm martial artists guarding him.

Jiang Feng knew that those who still lingered at the top of the mountain must die at this moment!

Including the black-robed elder.

Must die too!

This was not only because their survival would reveal secrets to the Second Prince.

Moreover.

The Second Prince went to great lengths to plot against him, and if he didn’t make the Second Prince lose everything tonight, he couldn’t swallow this anger!

"Ah, stop!"

The black-robed elder was shocked.

He slashed out a flame sword qi, trying to block the three arrows shot out by Jiang Feng.

Unfortunately, no matter how powerful he was, it was impossible to be so abnormal to be able to intercept the arrows Jiang Feng shot towards others after they were fired.

"Puff puff puff!"

Under his gaze.

The three arrows shot by Jiang Feng.

One arrow pierced through the chest of the middle-aged man in coarse clothes, along with the two First Grade Qi Refining Realm martial artists, were pinned to the wall by his arrows.