Chapter 275: Last Stand
Although Ji Tianxing is extremely tired and injured, he needs treatment urgently.
If it is possible, he just wants to lie down on the ground and go to sleep.
But he must stay awake, not dare to delay the time, after simply handling the injury, he will continue to flee to the depths of the vast mountains.
Just after he left the cave, within a hundred breaths of time, Ling Sihai and others followed the trail.
Four black-clothed assassins checked in the cave and found blood that had not dried up.
Ling Sihai immediately cursed with a hideous face, and ordered the pursuit to continue.
The four assassins are all masters who are proficient in pursuit and assassination. Even if Ji Tianxing leaves a trace, they can't hide from them.
The five people kept running in the mountains and forests, getting closer and closer to Ji Tianxing.
Time passed quickly, and the dark night was gradually dissipating.
When the sky was bright, and the sky showed a red glow, Ling Sihai and others once again caught up with Ji Tianxing.
At this time, Ji Tianxing was running wildly in a grand canyon.
His clothes were soaked all over, and he was stained dark red with blood, looking extremely embarrassed and miserable.
However, his wound was bandaged, and hemostatic and healing powder was applied. The wound no longer bleeds.
And the pill he took has also been refined, and the surging medicinal power has helped him restore 60% of his true essence.
This grand canyon is located between two towering mountains. The valley is moist and dark, full of exotic flowers, vines and thorns.
In the early morning, the canyon is filled with morning fog, and there is crystal dew between the branches and leaves of flowers and plants.
The colorful flowers, quietly blooming in the valley, look beautiful.
But Ji Tianxing unintentionally admired the scenery, passing through the bushes and flowers like a gust of wind, making a "clap" sound, bringing countless drops of dew.
Not far behind him, about a hundred meters away, Ling Sihai and four black-clothed assassins were chasing after him, they were chasing them with swords and swords.
Five people rushed over, bringing a gust of wind, causing the flowers, branches and leaves to stagger.
A quarter of an hour later, Ji Tianxing rushed into the depths of the canyon.
This is already the bottom of the valley. A straight and steep mountain wall stood in front of him and blocked his way.
He had to stop, and looked around with solemn eyes.
There are cliffs on the left and right and in the front. The walls are covered with slippery moss, and there are layers of vines.
The soft ground around is full of half-person-high weeds, wild flowers and small trees of different colors.
Behind him, Ling Sihai and the four assassins rushed over.
He has nowhere to escape except for returning to the canyon.
"Damn it! This is a dead end!"
Ji Tianxing gritted his teeth secretly, cursed in a low voice, his eyes flashed sharply.
At the same time, Ling Sihai and the four black-clothed assassins rushed to the front, dispersed and surrounded him.
The bodies of everyone trembled slightly, panting violently.
They were not in a rush to attack, they held their swords and stared at Ji Tianxing, secretly adjusting their breath.
"Little beast, where are you going to escape this time?!"
Ling Sihai held the cyan sword, glared at Ji Tianxing grimly, and gritted his teeth and shouted: "You are going to kill you even in the sky. You must be killed if you hit it, and you won't give it the first time?!"
Ji Tianxing was expressionless, holding the Black Dragon Sword tightly, murderous aura surging all over his body.
He was secretly communicating with the little black dragon with spiritual knowledge, and asked solemnly: "Little black dragon, can you still hold it?"
Black Dragon Sword communicated with thoughts: "Lao Ji, in the previous battle, my skill was consumed too much. Only 40% of my skills were left. I can't change back to my body and take you to escape this canyon."
"But...I can barely support it, and fight with you again!"
Every time the black dragon sword is out of its sheath, the sword of the Shenlong phantom is the most powerful and the most magnificent sword.
can cut out such an amazing sword, although it needs Ji Tianxing's strength, but it mainly consumes the skill of the little black dragon.
Plus, Ji Tianxing used the black dragon sword to fight the assassins for a long time.
Little Black Dragon's skill continues to consume and decline, and now only about 40% remain.
Hearing its answer, Ji Tianxing muttered silently in his heart: "If this is the case, then today|I can only fight back!"
He made up his mind, his eyes were filled with cold light, staring at Ling Sihai, and he said in a deep voice: "Ling Sihai! The grievances between us, let's stop here today!"
Ling Sihai showed a grin, and shouted murderously: "Only your head and blood can wash away the hatred, go to death!"
"kill!"
Following his order, four black-clothed assassins brandished their swords one after another, rushing towards Ji Tianxing with murderous intent, and launched a siege.
"Whhhhhhh!"
More than a dozen dazzling swords, lights, swords and shadows, slashed towards Ji Tianxing from four directions, bursting with fierce energy.
Ling Sihai also joined the battle group, wielding a sword to display his mastery of swordsmanship, piercing six sword lights, and attacking Ji Tianxing's life gate.
Ji Tianxing immediately fell into danger and was about to die in an instant.
At a critical juncture, his heart burst out with a strong desire to survive.
He was full of unwillingness, and swung his sword desperately to show his skills, and launched a counterattack.
The sky was full of swords, swords and shadows, and they collided fiercely in mid-air, bursting with a crisp sound of gold and iron.
"Clang clang clang!"
Ji Tianxing was shocked on the spot and stepped backwards, his body trembled again and again, and the tiger's mouth broke and bleed~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The black dragon sword in his hand almost flew out.
The aura of the little black dragon is weaker, and the power of sword intent is also declining.
Ji Tianxing swung his sword to fight against Ling Sihai and the others, and hit another sword in his back, and red blood poured out.
The Black Dragon Sword was so weak that he could no longer fight.
Ling Sihai and others became more and more courageous, more fierce, and launched a murderous attack.
At a critical juncture, Ji Tianxing can only put away the black dragon sword and use the Flying Star Sword Art.
He tried his best to stimulate the power of the sword fetus, spurring three golden sword lights, and killing the four black assassins.
"Thousand Feather Blade!"
The three sword lights split into nine at once, piercing the vital points of the four assassins from various tricky angles.
"咻咻咻咻!"
Within just five breaths, nine sword beams assassinated nearly a thousand times at a speed surpassing the aurora.
The ten-meter radius was flooded with golden sword light, and it became dazzling with sword energy.
Such exquisite swordsmanship immediately caused the four assassins' complexions to change wildly, and they swung their swords with horror to resist.
But they couldn't resist it at all, and the vitals all over their bodies were hit by swords, splashing blood continuously.
After five breaths, the sky full of sword light and nine sword lights disappeared.
The four black-clothed assassins were already covered in bruises, covered with blood holes, and they were stabbed into a sieve.
Three of them fell to the ground on the spot, all blood and blood, and their breath was severed.
There was only one person who did not fall, but he was seriously injured and was dying, with bleeding foam in his mouth and nose, and his body was crumbling.
Ling Sihai stared at this scene dumbfounded, dumbfounded on the spot.
