I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense-Chapter 1136 - 1137 Calling Each a Little Friend
Chapter 1136: Chapter 1137: Calling Each a Little Friend
Chapter 1136: Chapter 1137: Calling Each a Little Friend
These secret weapons were called darts and had been refined into Magic Treasures, perfectly suited for assassination.
The pipe protruding inwards served as the launcher, with someone at the other end controlling it, using sound to determine the location for the kill.
Facing an assassination from a Half-Saint Strong Expert, cultivators of the Heavenly Immortal Realm were utterly outclassed. The dart they just fired was imbued with extreme Yin energy; upon contact, a cultivator of the Heavenly Immortal Realm would instantly turn into an ice sculpture. If it entered the body, it would freeze the meridians and Dantian, leaving the victim crippled and eventually dead in the bone-chilling cold.
After the first dart, the pipe began to sway, as if searching for its next target.
Seeing this, Yitilou cooperatively started walking around the room again, with the continuous rustling of his footsteps.
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Bang!
Another silver dart was shot out, accurately swallowed into his mouth.
As Yitilou moved around inside the room, more silver darts flew in from outside, each one gulped down by him.
The fellows inside the room didn’t dare to move rashly, all standing still to watch the performance of this old predecessor. The more they watched, the more astonished they became at the tremendous power of the Ten Paths of the Heavens, which seemed to consume everything without prejudice, grinding up all the secret weapon Magic Treasures that were shot into the room.
Li Xiaobai noticed that the wrinkles on Yitilou’s skin seemed to diminish slightly, and his body became a bit sturdier, though only by a small amount.
It seemed that with each Magic Treasure he swallowed, the old predecessor was regaining strength. Perhaps if he swallowed enough Magic Treasures, he could even return to his peak condition?
The silver darts continued to spray out one after another, like a torrential downpour of pear blossoms.
A few breaths later, the pipe ceased its attack and slowly retracted back through the door.
At the same time, voices came from outside, “Elder Chen’s Silent Flying Needles are as sharp as ever. In terms of assassination, probably nobody on Ice Dragon Island can match him!”
“Heh heh, Elder Wang, you flatter me. Let’s focus on the task at hand. The youngsters inside dodged many of my needles, but in the end, they’re too green. It was easy to take them down. We’ll bring back their corpses, and the Great Elder will reward us,” another person said.
“Creak!” A sound was heard.
The door was gently pushed open, and several figures slowly walked into the room, coming face-to-face with Li Xiaobai and the others, which left them stunned.
At this moment, the youngsters in the room were all unscathed and still lively, staring right back at them!
“What the hell…”
“What’s going on?”
“How could you guys be unharmed? Where did my needles go?”
The leader, an old man, had a change of expression and appeared somewhat panicked as he had neglected to wear a mask and was directly recognized.
“Uh…”
“Did you come here to kill me?”
“Is this all?”
Li Xiaobai was speechless. This level of skill and they dared to attempt murder?
“No matter. It’s even better to catch you alive. We’ll take you back directly and have you truly experience the wrath of the Great Elder!”
Elder Chen glared fiercely and reached out his hand towards Li Xiaobai.
“Damn, daring to make a move in front of me, you’ve got some nerve!”
“To hell with you!”
Yitilou, enraged, slapped Elder Chen across the face, spinning his head a full three hundred sixty degrees. Blood sprayed as the aged head was slapped clean off, and the headless body fell to the ground, gushing blood.
Bang!
A wealth of resources burst forth, instantly filling the room with the light of jewels and treasures, brilliantly illuminating the night.
A Half-Saint Strong Expert, alive just moments ago, was slapped to death with a single hit from Old Lou, and to die in such a bizarre and bloody manner, no less.
His head twisted a full 360 degrees before breaking off and falling away, sending chills down the spine of anyone who witnessed it.
“Eh… why is he so fragile?”
“I wanted to keep him alive for a severe interrogation, but are cultivators these days all so weak?”
Old Lou mumbled in astonishment, not expecting the man to be so frail that a single slap would kill him.
“It’s you!”
The remaining six Half-Saint Cultivators saw this scene, their pupils constricting and hair standing on end. They hadn’t noticed before, but apart from a few chosen youths, there were two old men in the corner of the room, one of whom was the expert who had instantly killed a Sea Clan cultivator on the stage earlier that day!
Was he in Young Master Han’s room too?
“What are all of you here for? Come clean, and you might still leave with your corpses intact.”
Yan Zuzi gently shut the door and spoke indifferently.
“Let’s not beat around the bush, seeing as you came prepared, I assume you’ve already guessed it. Regarding today’s outcome on the stage, both the Island Master and the Great Elder are very unhappy, especially the Great Elder. Han Buzhu, you killed his most beloved disciple and destroyed Ice Dragon Island’s number one talent; a life must be paid with a life!”
“Even if you kill me here, it’s no use; you won’t make it off Ice Dragon Island!”
One of the elders said with a ferocious look.
“Is that so, you know the inside story?”
Li Xiaobai asked.
“You’ll find out tomorrow. You’ll die here, including the two seniors. I advise you not to get involved in this mess, or else you might end up losing your own lives,”
the elder said coldly.
“Noisy, no one dares to threaten me. Truly, ignorance knows no fear!”
Yan Zuzi’s face flashed with maliciousness, and with a casual wave, a large furry claw suddenly reached out of the darkness, grabbing the elder and pulling him closer. After a chilling sound of chewing, a large burst of radiant treasure light erupted in the room; the elder’s fate was obvious.
Everyone felt a cold fear; this one’s methods were even more ghastly and inscrutable. There was nothing in the corner of the room; no one knew where that furry claw had come from.
But one thing was clear: the elder had been devoured.
“Don’t panic, that was a puppet creature I refined many years ago; it’s more than enough to handle these Semi-Saints.”
“Answer Young Master Han’s question honestly, or else I’ll let my cute pet eat each of you one by one!”
Yan Zuzi said.
The remaining five elders glanced at each other and simultaneously unleashed their power from within their Dantians. Terrifying power of the Immortal Yuan swept across as they all dashed in different directions at once.
“Thinking of running?”
Old Lou shouted in anger, ready to chase after them.
“Wait, Old Lou, you are too conspicuous. Let me handle this.”
Yan Zuzi stopped Old Lou as a fine rustling sound emerged from the dark corner; a massive shadow suddenly burst forth, transforming into a streak of black lightning in the night, grabbing the fleeing nobody in midair as swiftly as one would catch a fly.
It was a monkey, covered in black fur, its iron-like claws holding the elders and haphazardly stuffing them into its mouth.
Swallowing them one by one, it feasted voraciously. Various precious resources exploded into existence, glittering with treasure light, which Old Lou gobbled up nearly instantly with a quick snap of his jaws.
“Leave one, don’t eat them all.”
Yan Zuzi instructed, the shadow seemingly reluctant as it drooled over the last remaining elder for a long while before shakily setting him down. Then it twisted its body and disappeared into the darkness.
“How about now?”
“Still feeling tough?”
