Chapter 29: Zhenling Slave

  Zha Qian thought to himself that since Pang San had said this, it wouldn't be so simple and he must have some conditions to propose.

  As expected, Pang San Ye said: "Now we are clear about each other, no need to beat around the bush. If we talk about entering this place, there aren't many people by your side, Cha Qian Zong. Everyone comes here for their own needs, so unless necessary, we don't have to be mortal enemies."

  "What else is there?"

  Pang San Ye looked at Cha Qian Zong with a slightly surprised expression, but continued to say: "And now I have some clues about the person you are looking for, so I want to let you waste the camp and let you, Cha Qian Zong, agree to three things in front of everyone here."

  Everyone present looked at Cha Qian and Pang San, the simple words exchanged between them hid a undercurrent of tension, one careless word could lead to a fight breaking out on the spot.

  "Please speak."

  Pang San Ye saw Cha Qian Zong relaxed and naturally felt happy in his heart, with a few more joyful colors on his face, saying: "The first thing is..."

  But before Pong Sam Ya could say anything, the four clay figurines that had been standing still in their poses suddenly moved. One of them stiffly turned its head, and then the other three followed suit.

  Pang San Ye was shocked by the sudden movement and hastily retreated, while Cha Qian and his men also kept a distance from the four pottery figurines.

  "Clang! Clang!"

  The terracotta warrior who first moved his head, the right hand holding a long spear, suddenly turned over and pulled out the sword from the scabbard at his waist. The sword was cold and sharp, and as it was pulled out, the torches in this place actually shook and swayed.

  The other three pottery figurines also followed suit, drawing their swords from their waists, and for a moment the temperature in this place seemed to drop significantly, with several torches extinguished one after another.

  It's a long story, but this was an unexpected change that appeared in the blink of an eye, leaving everyone in this place caught off guard, let alone reacting to it.

  In the midst, Tao Yu suddenly took action first, and with one sword, he slashed towards the person closest to him, who was walking alongside Wu Jiang. Although they were close, there was still a distance of two arms between them. However, the sharpness of the slashing sword made a blood line appear in the middle of that person's forehead.

  This man was just about to reach out and touch the fresh blood flowing from his forehead, but before his hand had even lifted halfway up, his entire body suddenly split into two halves with a loud "bang", and for a moment it was like a bloody rain showering down on everyone in the area.

  The same was true for the four pottery figurines, which were also splashed with many. Originally, the eye sockets on the heads of those pottery figurines only had an outline and were not clearly carved, but at this moment, a layer of clay suddenly fell off from the eyes, revealing two shiny black eyeballs.

  Even these four pottery figurines, when the object in their eyes appeared, became much more agile than before. One sword cut Wu Jiang's head into two halves, and the pottery figurine suddenly jumped up, with its left hand holding a long halberd that was directly pulled out from the hole behind the bronze door.

  Kuo Feng's sword pointed directly at Cha Qianzong, and unexpectedly left a deep gash on Cha Qianzong's face. This made Cha Qianzong, who had been suppressing the anger in his heart, suddenly seem like a different person.

  "Monster! I've never failed to behead creatures like you!"

  Before he could finish speaking, Cha Qian had already drawn his dagger and dodged the spearhead in a flash. His body slightly bent as he swiftly passed by Tao Yu's left side, his dagger slashing horizontally at Tao Yu.

  All that could be heard was the sound of a knife cutting through the air, and dozens of ceramic shards flew out from the left side of the ceramic statue. Commander Cha's knife had left a deep gash on the statue, over an inch deep.

  As Taoyu and Zha Qian fought, the other three pottery warriors also struck out in the other three directions, causing chaos in this place.

  Since entering the dense forest, he was in a daze until a pottery warrior suddenly stabbed him in front of his eyes. He finally woke up from that trance and directly grabbed the blade of the spear that was less than an inch away from his face.

  Du's eyes first showed a hint of confusion, and then seemed to recall something, saying in a cold voice: "Is this the 'Zhenling Nu'? It really has some skills!"

  Under Du Zhong's emotional outburst, the spearhead that had been grasped by his bare hands stabbed forward a bit more, but as the force in Du Zhong's hand grew stronger, it could no longer advance.

  Then Du's head tilted to one side, and the hand grasping the spearhead suddenly loosened, but in a flash of lightning, it grabbed the front end of the spear body. Under Tao Yu's continued fierce thrust, the spearhead directly pierced through the wall, deeply stabbing into the interior.

  On the other hand, Wu Jiang and Bai Peng protected Pang San Ye as they retreated, but saw a dark shadow approaching in front of them. They felt a strong gust of wind hit their faces, and it was another Tao Yu holding a long halberd and charging towards them.

  Wu Jiang and Bai Pengjie were just slightly careless, they would be injured by Ge Feng's spear. Suddenly, a "clattering" sound came from Bai Pengjie's sleeve, and an iron chain shot out, instantly wrapping around the long spear. Wu Jiang rushed forward and grabbed the chain together with Bai Pengjie, rendering the spear temporarily immobile.

  The remaining one was trapped by Pang San's men, and the extremely dangerous situation just now has slightly eased.

  Du Zhong also loudly said after the long spear pierced into the wall: "These four pottery figurines are the 'Tomb Slaves' of this place, don't underestimate them!"

  Just as Du Zhong finished speaking, the man who had been holding down one of the slaves from Zhenling Town suddenly found himself beheaded, and saw that the sword in the slave's hand was still dripping with blood.

  Du Zhong warned: "Don't let this thing get stained with too much fresh blood, or else it will become even more vicious!"

  And beheaded the first few people of Zhenling slave, those dark eyes began to become even more gloomy, and their body was also becoming more agile, what Pang San Ye saw was that he couldn't hold this thing back.

  Zha Qian ordered Qin Ling: "Qin Ling! Take the people from Haozi Camp and go surround that Zhenling slave!"

  Qin Ling was originally going to help Cha Zong with several people from Haoziying, but after hearing this, Qin Ling hesitated for a moment and then went towards the slave of Zhenling.

  With Qinling and Haiziying's help, the town's tyranny was suppressed once again, but it wouldn't last for long.

  Cha Qian beheaded Zhenling Nu with one sword, and then swept away the long spear that came, directly pressing forward and slashing diagonally at Zhenling Nu's chest.

  Zha Qian's sword struck the Townling slave, causing his body to shake violently. The area where he was hit crumbled away, revealing several chunks of clay. However, the Townling slave's ferocious counterattack also left a deep gash on Zha Qian's arm, exposing bone.

  Du Zhong grasped the hilt and flew up, kicking several times at Zhenling Nu's head, then turned around and locked his legs tightly around Zhenling Nu's neck. At this time, Du Zhong's hand with a short knife made several knife flowers, stabbing into one of Zhenling Nu's eyes.

  The Townling slave, who had been stabbed in the eye, suddenly went into a frenzy and let go of the long spear he was holding. With a whooshing sound, he grabbed towards Du Zhong, who couldn't dodge in time and was caught by the shoulder. Then, with his other hand, the Townling slave brought down a sword with a whistling wind, chopping towards Du Zhong.

  In a fit of rage, Du suddenly loosened his grip on the dagger and it stabbed into Zhenling Nu's eye, followed by a punch that landed on the tip of the dagger, causing it to stab further into Zhenling Nu's eye.

  Seizing Du Zhong's Town Ling Nu, he flung it out in an instant, slamming into the wall with a loud thud. A mouthful of fresh blood spurted out from his mouth, and for a short time, he was unable to move.

  Protecting Pang San's white Peng and Wu Jiang, the two of them are now sweating like rain, their hands grasping the iron chain have already ground out a lot of blood. But that Zhenling slave's strange power is astonishing, with a single shake of his long spear, the two of them only felt a severe pain in their tiger mouth, and at the same time they loosened the iron chain.

  Wu Jiang felt a flash before his eyes, an icy chill in his chest, and neither Bai Pengju nor Pang San were reacting. Wu Jiang looked down at his own chest, where he saw that it had been pierced by the long spear, and then his body was lifted up by the spear.

  With a loud crash, Zhenling slave slammed Wu Jiang's spear towards Bai Pengju and Pang San. On this side, Bai Pengju had just blocked it, but was immediately knocked flying out. In plain sight, the long spear, with Wu Jiang still on top of it, was about to slam into Pang San!

  As the white swan struggled to get up from the ground, suddenly saw Pang San Ye lift one foot and stomp it heavily on the ground, then a footprint about an inch deep appeared where he stomped. Pang San Ye opened his arms wide, letting Wu Jiang charge over with his long spear.

  The long spear on Wu Jiang's body collided with Pang San Ye, as a result, Pang San Ye didn't move at all, the fat on his face and the fat on his body trembled slightly.

  At this moment, Pang San's two hands suddenly grasped the long neck and then let out a loud roar. The captured neck was twisted into two segments by Pang San.

  The stunned Bai Peng only now realized that the Pang San in front of him was actually a master of internal and external skills, unfathomably deep. The move "Tai Shan Falling to the Ground" he had just made required at least several decades of practice to execute.

  The Zhenling slave, whose long spear had been broken, suddenly contracted the black pupils in his eyes. The broken half of the spear body was thrown by the Zhenling slave towards Pang San Ye and drew a black shadow, but it was still steadily caught by Pang San Ye, who counterattacked with an even faster thrust at the Zhenling slave.

  That town's Ling Nu didn't expect Pang San Ye to do this, the two chests were pierced by the spear from behind, and the inertia of the spear made his body retreat backwards.

  Pang SanYa put Wu Jiang on the ground, his stout body started running, every step left a foot print that was an inch deep on the hard stone floor.