Chapter 75: Dying with Eyes Open
"Fireball Technique?" Jiang Shan recognized the spell cast by Li Wenjun at a glance, and he sneered, "Li Wenjun, I have the Copper Head Iron Arm Talisman to protect myself. Don't even think about using one Fireball Technique, let alone ten or eight, you won't be able to break through my defense."
"Is that so? Then try it. I don't believe it, even your eyes can be protected by the copper-headed iron arm." Look out!"
With a flick of his wrist, a fireball shot out from Li Wenjun's palm and flew straight towards Jiang Shan's eyes.
The fireball's flames flickered dimly, and if there were other cultivators present, they would know that this fireball was made with reduced effort. Li Wenjun hadn't used his full strength, otherwise the fireball wouldn't be so dull, as if it might go out at any moment.
The cultivator knew that it didn't mean Jiang Xue could make a clear judgment, after all, he had just seen with his own eyes how Li Wenjun used the fireball technique to burn through the steel iron fence. This thing was so fierce that it could even burn through steel iron bars, let alone if it landed on one's eyes, would the eyes be able to withstand it?
The eyes are the most vulnerable part of a person's body. Who knows if the copper-headed iron arm can protect it?
If it were somewhere else, Jiang Xuan would still dare to try, but when it comes to his eyes, he doesn't have the courage. If his arms and legs are broken, there's still a chance of recovery, but if his eyes go blind, then there's no saving them.
Jiang Shan dodged and hid. As soon as he dodged, his forward momentum immediately weakened, and Li Wenjun was waiting for this opportunity. The dragon-headed goose feather knife that had been prepared early on swung out, and a blade of several feet long flew out from the knife body.
Li Wenjun flung out a fireball, but it was just an eye-deceiving trick. The real killer move was the dragon head goose feather knife's blade edge. He almost used up all his remaining magical power to activate this artifact.
Unlike the times he used a knife to slash people, this time the knife was not used to slash Jiang Xue, but instead the tip of the knife was used to stab Jiang Xue's chest.
Just now, Jiang Shan launched a sneak attack on Li Wenjun and slapped his left shoulder with her hand. Under the pain, Li Wenjun suddenly remembered that what made arrows so formidable was not only their speed, which made them hard to dodge, but also another important point: basically all arrows concentrated their killing power in one spot. The force was concentrated, so the destructive power was greater.
The blade's edge chopped things, seemingly powerful and intimidating, but in the process, it dispersed its power. Similarly, if the blade chopped at Jiang Shan's body, the contact area was large, and the Copper Head Iron Arm Symbol would disperse the blade's power, making each point bear much less pressure. With these two points, trying to break through the Copper Head Iron Arm Symbol's defense would become much more difficult.
With the tip of the knife stabbing, almost all the strength is concentrated on the tip of the knife. On Jiang Shan's body, there is only one point that can be used for defense. If this still cannot break through the defensive power of the Copper Head Iron Arm Symbol, Li Wenjun can only admit defeat and wait honestly for the effect of the symbols added by Jiang Shan to disappear.
Of course, at that time, Li Wenjun's mana was almost depleted, and whether he could kill Jiang Shan and San Gongzi was still a matter of debate.
With one slash, Li Wenjun watched with slight tension as the knife flashed by quickly.
Jiang Shan was still dodging the fireballs, but he wasn't too concerned about Li Wenjun's knife attacks. Earlier when they were fighting, he hadn't been hurt by Li Wenjun's knife attacks, and each time he had escaped unscathed. He was secretly keeping track of time, as the Copper Head Iron Arm Symbol wouldn't lose its effect for a while yet, so he wouldn't be in any danger.
Jiang Shan's complacency led him to make an irreparable mistake. He had just dodged the fireball and hadn't even had time to catch his breath when he felt a sharp pain in his chest. Before he could react, he heard a "puff" sound, and when he looked down, he was shocked to see that the blade had pierced his left chest.
As soon as the knife hit its target, it would immediately disappear. Li Wenjun's knife had pierced Jiang Shan's heart in an instant. For a moment, her heart still hadn't stopped beating and was still faithfully performing its duty, expanding and contracting. With each beat, large amounts of fresh blood spurted out from the wound, as if a fountain of blood had appeared on Jiang Shan's chest.
Jiang Shan opened her mouth, raised her hand and pointed at Li Wenjun, seemingly wanting to say something, but the words reached the tip of her tongue yet she was unable to utter them.
With a thud, Jiang Xuan stared with wide eyes and heavily fell to the ground.
Why? Why did he put on the copper-headed iron arm badge, and Li Wenjun was still able to kill him? He died with his eyes open!
Jiang Shan fell to the ground, and Li Wenjun let out a sigh of relief. He didn't rush over to check if Jiang Shan was dead or not, but instead stood silently on the spot, quietly calculating the time.
The Third Master shrank into the protective shield formed by the Golden Canopy Symbol, staring at everything in shock and despair filling his eyes. Jiang Shan was dead, who could save him now?
After waiting for a while, Li Wenjun felt that the time was about right, walked to Jiang Shan's corpse, and beheaded him with one knife. The head and body were separated, and Jiang Shan didn't move at all, it seemed he was really dead.
Li Wenjun held the Dragon Head Goose Feather Knife with blood dripping from it, and walked to Third Master's side, coldly sizing him up.
The third son kowtowed on the ground, knocking his head against Li Wenjun's feet and begged: "Brother Li, you are a cultivator, a god among men, please spare me, treat me like a fart and let me go. As long as you can forgive my name, I am willing to be your ox and horse in the next life."
"Third Master, I have a few questions for you. If your answers satisfy me, perhaps I might spare your life." Li Wenjun said.
"Li Dage, please ask." San Gongzi was much more afraid of death than Jiang Shan. As long as he could stay alive, even if Li Wenjun asked him whether his old man had contracted a venereal disease, he would be able to come up with an answer.
"My first question, is Po Jun Hou a cultivator?" Li Wenjun asked.
Third Master shook his head and said, "Brother Li, it's not that I don't want to tell you, but the truth is I'm not very familiar with my grandfather's affairs. All I know is that my grandfather seems to have some connection with a certain Xianmen faction, but which specific faction and what kind of relationship they have, I'm not really clear about."
Li Wenjun scolded: "You are the direct grandson of Broken Army Marquis, how could you not know? It seems that you don't want your own life."
Third Master hastily said: "Brother Li, I really didn't know. Oh, right, I remembered now. When I was five or six years old, my maternal grandfather had my mother take me to the Broken Army Marquis's estate once. I remember that all the children who were related to my maternal grandfather went together. I also remember that there was an old Taoist-looking man who touched each of the children one by one. He vaguely explained that he was feeling their bones, testing their spiritual roots. I didn't pass the test, and afterwards I followed my mother back home."
According to the records of "Xiu Xian Za Lun", whether it is the root bone or the spiritual root, it actually refers to a person's innate talent for cultivation. A person without a spiritual root, even if they cultivate diligently for 100 days, will find it difficult to achieve the same results as someone with a spiritual root who cultivates for just one day.
Li Wenjun secretly furrowed his brow, could it be that Po Jun Hou had a great connection with the cultivators?
