"Wait a minute, what's that up ahead..."
Right as Sun Qian and Su Keke were wrestling, the former suddenly shouted and pulled the horse's reins to stop the beast's fast pace.
The carriage jolted violently, causing the three people inside to look startled. Ning Xin was the first to pull back the curtain, sticking her head out of the carriage.
"Someone is blocking the way."
Ning Xin knew that Chen Mo and Li Yueyue were confused, so she turned around to explain to the two behind.
"Go down and take a look."
Chen Mo instructed, and Ning Xin and Sun Qian quickly got off the carriage. He also followed behind, peeking out through the curtain. He saw a man standing in the center of the main road.
Black hedgehog hair, bronze skin face, thick brows and big eyes; he wears a long red robe and tightly grips a witch's staff in his hand, the witch's staff topped with a transparent crystal ball. There seems to be a small figure inside the ball, but its shape is unclear.
The man stood in the middle of the road, silent and motionless, as still as a mountain.
A "sigh" followed, and the carriage driven by Pei Jiangnan behind Chen Mo and his party also came to a halt. Gaotian Wang jumped down from the driver's seat, with his right hand on the hilt of his knife, a serious expression on his face as he walked forward.
"Who dares block the path here? Do you know I am from the Zhenwu Bureau? If you don't want to be punished, move aside quickly!"
Pei Jiangnan pulled back the curtain and stuck his head out of the carriage. When he saw someone blocking the way, he couldn't help but furrow his brow.
On their way to Lin City, they had encountered a wave of assassins from Yingge, and Chen Mo had encountered another wave before entering Lin City. Could this man also be an assassin from Yingge?
Pei Jiangnan's expression suddenly stiffened, and he followed by jumping down from the carriage as well.
"Intercepting you is just carrying out orders. You don't need to be too worried. Leave Chen Sanzang and Pei Jiangnan alive, and I can let the rest of you go."
Miao Feiyu lightly lifted his eyes, silent for a long time, he finally opened his mouth, the tone is very flat, but what he said is very domineering.
Hearing this, Pei Jiangnan raised an eyebrow. To dare to waylay them alone and threaten his life was a sign that the man either didn't know his own strength or was hiding some deadly move.
"Disgusting, do you think you can take Pei Jiangnan's life? You are clueless. Have you asked about my sword?"
"A clash!" High Tianwang drew his sword out of the sheath. As a little admirer of Pei Jiangnan, he couldn't accept someone's disrespect to his idol and his desire to take his life.
Without any hesitation, High Tianwang swung his sword horizontally and hurried forward to charge at the expressionlessly calm Miao Feiyu.
Miao Feiyu moved at a leisurely pace, with his witch staff lightly raised in his hand. As High Tianwang charged towards him, Miao Feiyu's staff waved lightly, causing an unseen gale to blow up out of nowhere. The wind was like a sharp blade, slicing through every inch of High Tianwang's skin and drawing blood from his wounds. The blood was then carried away by the gale.
High Tianwang was blasted backward several steps, and the blood flowing down his body circled around in the wind for a few rounds before landing on the ground, forming an odd-looking pattern.
High Tianwang, not defeated by a single attack, fury surged within him. He charged out with several swift slashes, but Miao Feiyu deflected them with a flip of his hand, and then thrust the staff back at him.
The bottom end of the staff resembles a spear, incredibly sharp. If hit, it could pierce through the entire body.
A fierce blow,High Tianwang was caught off guard, he was about to be hit, so he retreated quickly. However, at this moment, the gale rose again and blocked his way.
Pei Jiangnan raised an eyebrow at the situation and immediately drew his sword to slash through the gale, then swung his blade again, determined to kill Miao Feiyu.
"Don't kill him."
At that moment, Chen Mo shouted out in a hurry, disturbing Pei Jiangnan's thoughts. He mistook the former's intention to capture the opponent and raised his hand sharply, avoiding the vital parts. However, the fierce attack still landed on Miao Feiyu.
Crack!
A blow landed, and a large wound appeared on Miao Feiyu's shoulder. Blood oozed out without stopping, but his face was calm, as if this blow was nothing to him.
Pei Jiangnan's eyebrow twitched, and his face showed an unusual expression. Before he could react, he saw that the shoulder of the High Tianwang nearby had also suffered a similar wound, with blood gushing out from the injury.
"Ah, ah, ah, my shoulder..."
Gao Tianlang gritted his teeth and let out a painful howl before collapsing to the ground, tightly covering the wound.
"Sun Qian, Su Keke, take the person down for treatment."
Chen Mo gave a calm command, and the confused duo, still bewildered, immediately acted upon it, carrying Gao Tianlang to the back of the beast carriage to tend to his wounds.
Pei Jiangnan walked quickly over to Chen Mo's side and whispered, "Brother Chen, just now when you reminded me not to kill him, were you already aware of his technique?"
Ning Xin and Li Yueyue, who had never seen such strange techniques before, ran to Chen Mo's left and right respectively, listening attentively.
"If my guess is correct, this guy should be a sorcerer."
Chen Mo stared intently at the already healed wound on Miao Feiyu's shoulder, and calmly said, "Interesting."
Pei Jiangnan furrowed his eyebrows slightly, his eyes fixed on the witch's staff, "What he used just now should be the wind element of nature, right? Could he be a double cultivator?"
"It should not be. The wind element of nature is the power of the staff. His true main practice is incantation magic, and not just ordinary incantation magic. Have you seen the blood on the ground? That pattern is the key to activating the incantation."
"With the blood of Gao Tianlang drawing the formation, the incantation's spell must use whose blood as the source. Once he is injured, the injury will transfer to the blood source."
"Sigh——"
Upon hearing Chen Mo's words, Pei Jiangnan and the others were taken aback, staring at Miao Feiyu in disbelief. If that's the case, then things would be difficult to handle next.
No matter how they fought, the one who ultimately got hurt was Gao Tianlang. Although it would be okay if they hurt someone else, Gao Tianlang is their comrade, and they can't watch their comrade die in front of them.
And it would be the ones who killed him.
Compared to the shock of Pei Jiangnan and the others, Miao Feiyu, who had previously maintained a calm expression, couldn't help but be surprised as he looked at Chen Mo now.
Among the people he has fought, how many were killed without their knowledge? Even those who were more intelligent only guessed a few things before death. But Chen Mo, in just a few moves of his hand, managed to guess the origin of his technique.
He has never seen such a terrifying fighting awareness and experience before.
"If I'm not wrong, you should be Chen Sanzang, the one who's said to know quite a bit about the art of witchcraft and poison. It seems the rumors are true... But what's that to you? You still can't escape your fate of being killed by me."
Miao Feiyu tightly gripped the witch staff in his hand and then violently swung it, causing the crystal ball on top of the staff to emit a series of green lights. A fierce wind swept through, as sharp as a blade being unsheathed, slicing through the ground and leaving behind deep cracks.
The fierce wind rushed towards Chen Mo and the others like a wild beast.
