Chapter 32: The Power of the Curse

  No matter whether these individuals were innocent good people or heroic guests who had no choice but to become bandits, as long as they were the ones attacking Chen Jiu at this moment, Chen Jiu would mercilessly stab a hole in their throat.

  Don't ask about cause and effect, don't ask about right or wrong. Even the best person, when they become a famous good citizen, at this moment, cutting down an innocent and unfamiliar person with a knife, the nature has changed, not Chen Jiu, but the heart of these people who have fallen into banditry.

  They are corrupt and collude with each other, indulging in darkness without a shred of conscience, unable to distinguish right from wrong. They deserve death, they deserve to be killed. If we don't kill them today, more people will die at their hands tomorrow. This is the law of cause and effect.

  As the wolf-toothed club came towards him, a scornful smile appeared on Chen Jiu's face, and his finger lightly pointed forward, precisely landing on the long thorn of the wolf-toothed club.

  Even Chen Jiu saw a thread of crimson in the bandit's eyes, excitement, as if Chen Jiu had already been torn to pieces before his eyes.

  Unfortunately, Chen Jiu didn't die and wasn't torn apart. Chen Jiu was still Chen Jiu, standing in the same spot, his finger still pointing at the same place, only the owner of the wolf-tooth club had been blown away by Chen Jiu's force.

  At this time, the footsteps of the mountain bandits rushing around slowed down, and a hint of hesitation flashed in their eyes. These fierce men who could hold back the wolf-toothed club with their bare hands were seen for the first time.

  "What's wrong, got cold feet?"

  Chen Jiu said disdainfully, and then his right hand swung lightly, the wolf-toothed club instantly disintegrated, all the long thorns instantly flew out, piercing one after another bandit's heart.

  Fresh blood stained the land, Chen Ji's right hand gently swept across the ground, a handful of fresh blood rose into the air under the force of his pull, forming a crimson-colored streamer.

  "With a loud 'bang', fresh blood splattered everywhere in an instant, and the originally droplet-like blood instantly transformed into deadly hidden weapons. Yan Luo's palm, all those who had killing intent just now were pierced through their heads and foreheads by that drop of blood."

  "Thud" "thud" "thud", the sound of bodies falling to the ground went on and on.

  Looking at the bandits falling to the ground beside him, the companions who had just spoken and joked with him had become corpses, and the bandits were silent as cicadas in winter.

  "Wanting to run is truly a foolish dream" Seeing a bandit wanting to escape, Chen Jiu revealed a disdainful smile: "Do you think I would make the same mistake twice?"

  He drew a circle in the air with his finger: "Drawing a prison on the ground".

  In an instant, a mysterious force descended, and the entire mountain stronghold became a cage. Although it was empty, it was impossible to take another step forward, as if hitting a wall, and would instantly bounce back.

  "This curse is really useful" Chen muttered to himself, his gaze turned towards those bandits with desperate eyes.

  There was no chance of escape, and apart from being killed, these surviving mountain bandits really couldn't think of any other outcome.

  A cornered beast will still fight, how much more a man with a nature even more savage than that of a wild animal.

  Don't bother with these small fries, if you make a move, just kill them. Chen Jiu's target is that big fish.

  "Aren't you coming out yet? This place has already become a cage. If you want to break through with your martial arts or escape, it's impossible now. If my 'Drawing the Ground as a Cage' spell hadn't been cast, there was still a thread of hope, but now don't even dream about it."

  Chen Jiu's words fell, and a slightly heavy footsteps sounded, followed by the leader of the mountain bandits appearing in front of Chen Jiu. A pair of crimson eyes stared at Chen Jiu: "Are you really going to die together with me? Why do you have to oppose me, why do you want to kill me?"

  Chen Jiu's face revealed a hint of sarcastic smile: "Why, for your three thousand taels of gold, for the countless merchants who come and go, for those piles of dry bones, can't all these reasons be enough to kill you?"

  "Speaking of which, Chen Jiu lightly shook his sleeve: 'The most crucial thing is that you actually used the power of the government to suppress me. If I don't die one day, my heart will be uneasy'."

  He shifted his gaze to the faces of those bandits, and Chen Jiu revealed a sarcastic expression: "Do you think that becoming a bandit is the way out? Do you know why you became a bandit?"

  Seeing the crowd's hostile gaze, Chen Jiu let out a soft sigh. This hostile gaze was not directed at Chen Jiu, but at County Magistrate.

  "Haha, you are in cahoots with the county magistrate, and a few days ago I killed all the local bandits. Your master couldn't make a living anymore, so he colluded with the county magistrate to drive you up the mountain and rebuild the stronghold to collect money for him. All of this is just a play staged by your master and the county magistrate."

  After finishing speaking, Chen Jiu closed his mouth and looked at the mountain bandits' slightly frightened eyes, one by one turning their eyes to the leader of the mountain bandits, revealing an inquiring expression.

  The mountain bandit leader seemed to know that he couldn't escape today, and burst out laughing: "That's right, that's right, it was me who personally led the attack and killed your families, but even if you hate me now, you have no choice but to cooperate with me."

  "Do you know who this man is? This man is a demon, specializing in killing bandits. In my mountain stronghold, 716 lives were lost at the hands of this demon. If you don't cooperate with me today and get rid of this demon, all of you will die here, and all of you will be buried with me." After finishing speaking, the bandit leader burst into a fit of maniacal laughter.

  Looking at those surprised and uncertain eyes, Chen Jiu shook his head: "Do you know why you didn't die in the first wave of attack? Because you still have a thread of conscience, you didn't kill me, a stranger, for no reason. Otherwise, you would have died long ago."

  Chen Jiu revealed a hint of a smile: "I don't want to kill more than necessary, you are nothing but insignificant pawns to me. As long as you stay still and quiet, I will spare your lives after I've killed this villain. If you refuse to see reason, then so be it, I won't bother going out of my way to save you."

  After finishing the sentence, Chen Jiu saw a flash of evasion in the eyes of those mountain bandits, so he didn't waste any more time and didn't give the mountain bandit leader a chance to boost morale. He took a step forward, his right palm suddenly turned black, carrying a strong corrosive aura, and struck towards the mountain bandit leader.

  The air was instantly corroded wherever the palm passed, and a thread of black gas floated in the air, while Chen Jiu's palm turned as black as ink.

  Looking at Chen Jiu's palm, a deadly threat arose in the mind of the master, who did not dare to confront him head-on. The master quickly retreated backwards, then performed a backflip, picked up a large knife and suddenly slashed through the air, chopping towards Chen Jiu.

  The black fog in Chen Jiu's hand was a mixture of cursed power, corrosive curses and highly toxic curses.

  Facing the big knife that was chopping down, Chen Jiu's expression didn't change, and he lightly dodged the fierce blade.

  Chen Jiu was previously able to withstand the full force of an ordinary person's attack, even taking down the Wolf Tooth Club. That was because the ordinary person's strength was truly insignificant in Chen Jiu's eyes. However, he absolutely did not dare to be arrogant against this mountain bandit leader's full-force attack.

  The big knife struck the ground with a loud thud, and a crack instantly split the earth in two. Chen Jiu's lips moved slightly: "Earth Crack".

  The place where Daxia landed suddenly appeared a pit of about ten feet deep, and there was no foothold, so he could only fall down.

  Seizing the opportunity, Chen Jiu kicked up the long spear beside him with one foot, and the curse power instantly appeared on that long spear.

  The leader of the mountain bandits can become the largest force in this hundred-mile radius, and his strength is absolutely not simple. A mere large pit cannot defeat him.

  At the sight of this, the master of the house let out a loud roar, his body suddenly stopping in mid-air, suspended there for a moment before he threw down the large knife in his hand as a propellant, and his body forcibly propelled itself upwards.

  "Haha, you're done for!" Chen Jiu shouted, his long spear shooting out like a bow and arrow, piercing through the air.

  The Great Master broke through the boundaries of martial arts, grasping the will of heaven and earth. The way of martial arts was indeed extraordinary. When the long spear shot at his chest, it was suddenly caught by his palm, and then he borrowed that force to retreat from Chen Jiu's attack range.

  Chen Jiu did not make a move, but quietly watched the leader of the mountain bandits.

  The master looked at the long spear in his hand, originally avoiding this blow, and could be said to have escaped the crisis. However, Chen Jiu's strength was not to be underestimated, and the spear pierced through the master's palm.

  It wasn't a big deal to be pierced by a long spear, but at the level of martial arts, recovery was just a matter of time. Unfortunately, he didn't have that time, because the long spear had a curse on it, Chen Jiu's curse, and Chen Jiu would never give him time to resist the curse.