The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 288 - 175: The Third Treasure_2

This man was also quite capable. After being sent flying, he steadied his figure and did not fall too awkwardly. However, when he touched his cheek, it was already reddening and swelling up.

Now in front of his companions, he couldn’t suppress his embarrassment. Fuming with rage, as he was about to step forward again, the woman in the floral dress gave him a fierce look and said, "Trash, what’s the hurry!"

"Everyone, I’m just a passerby!" Ning Xiaoxian seized this moment of distraction, cupping her fists in greeting towards them, "I just want to leave, having seen nothing and heard nothing." She was in a hurry and didn’t want to get into a fight with these people.

The woman in the floral dress curled the corners of her lips and stepped forward. She appeared to be the core figure of this group. With that step, the others also scattered, surrounding the tree where Ning Xiaoxian stood, except for the slow-witted man who stayed a step behind the woman in the floral dress without moving.

It seemed that peaceful resolution was no longer possible. Ning Xiaoxian sighed. The more anxious she was, the more likely she was to make mistakes. She softly landed on the ground,

As expected, the woman in the floral dress laughed, "Little girl, since you’re here, why don’t you stay a little longer?" Raising her hand to signal, three men in the field gripped their weapons and charged forward.

Ning Xiaoxian was not afraid, nimbly dodging a coarse-clothed man’s Ghost Head Saber, then kicking the sleazy man’s weapon away. When the last man lunged at her, she arched the tip of her foot on his shoulder and lightly tapped, jumping out of the encirclement.

"Stop being entangled, we can still take different paths before it’s too late!" She said to the woman in the floral dress.

But the people in the field acted as if they hadn’t heard, continuing their attack. Only dead people keep secrets best. If Ning Xiaoxian were in another team, perhaps they would have to reconsider. But now she was alone, why should they show any courtesy?

Don’t these people understand without seeing the coffin, there’s no tears to be shed? She sighed irritably, pulling out Tusk from behind her waist. As the others came at her with weapons again, she didn’t hold back and with several "clang" sounds, she cut their weapons into two pieces.

Although the spiritual nature of Tusk was temporarily isolated by the secret realm, its sharpness remained. How could the mere mortal iron in these men’s hands compare with it?

This mysterious woman, she was holding a Divine Weapon! The eyes of everyone in the squad turned red, and the sleazy man licked his lips, unable to hide the excitement in his heart. Today was a lucky day; finding a Treasure was lucky enough, yet a clueless woman brought a Divine Weapon right to them! It would be a disservice not to take it.

Ning Xiaoxian watched as the expressions of these people turned from shock to greed, and felt something odd in her heart. If it were ordinary people, having their weapons broken, wouldn’t they reassess the capability of their opponent? Why were these people so composed, as if she was already trapped in a jar?

Her experience in facing enemies was still insufficient. If it were Changtian or whistle here, they would have reminded her to be completely alert because this only meant that the opponent still had a trump card to play.

Indeed, the woman in the floral dress shouted to the dull man beside her, "Go! Take her down."

The man had been bowing his head the whole time, but upon hearing her command, he suddenly lifted his head and rushed forward. Not using any weapons, he struck with his bare hands, the wind from his strike bearing down heavily.

Ning Xiaoxian took his palm and felt a heavy force transmitted from the man’s hand. With her current strength, she found it somewhat hard to cope and was slightly taken aback. She didn’t expect that this unimpressive-looking man of medium stature could harbor such immense power in his body.

His moves were grand and powerful, but after several exchanges, she noticed that his moves were somewhat stiff, and every strike was evenly powered, as if precisely calculated, not as flexible as an ordinary person.

"Who exactly is this guy, an Otherworld version of a robot?" She muttered to herself. Although the opponent was strange, she was not afraid.

The man just looked up at Ning Xiaoxian, and a shiver ran down her spine, because not only was the man’s gaze hollow and indifferent, but his pupils were also fully dilated, like black holes. Seeing this at noon still sent chills down her spine. Upon closer inspection, the skin all over his body was yellow tinged with a hint of green, certainly not that of a normal person.

"He’s not a living person!" Just as this realization flashed through her mind, the woman in the floral dress, who had been watching the fight, grew impatient with the drawn-out battle and let out a piercing wail. As soon as that wail sounded, the eyes of the man in combat shifted, suddenly abandoning all moves, and lunged forth.

He had been fighting methodically, and Ning Xiaoxian had gradually adapted to his power. But unexpectedly, he paused and then lunged fiercely, neglecting all flaws, spreading his arms wide for a embrace!

Ning Xiaoxian was taken aback. After all, her experience in direct combat was lacking, and her moment of distraction allowed her to be caught squarely. Still holding Tusk in her hand, without thinking, she thrust the double daggers forward, piercing through the man’s abdomen!

This was the first time she had seriously injured someone, a brutal scene of a white blade going in and a red one coming out, even making her own hands go limp. Yet, the man let out a long howl, his grip strength increasing rather than decreasing, squeezing her even tighter by a notch! This was thanks to her robust physique, otherwise, the bones of an ordinary woman would have already been crushed.

Then, the man suddenly opened his mouth wide, a breadth that exceeded human limits, within the category of a "dislocated" jaw, and he viciously bit towards her neck. Embarrassed and anxious, she strained to tilt her head, and his bite landed on her shoulder instead.

With the Black Scale Armor close to her body, the man obviously couldn’t penetrate her skin, but the shock nearly made her lose her senses. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, we welcome you to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and Monthly Tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)