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Chapter 148 - A Misunderstanding
At this critical juncture, an ear-splitting sound rang out.
A black shadow darted out of a nearby shrub, flitting through the air like a crash of thunder in the night. In a blink of an eye, the shadow vanished into one of the barbarians’ chest.
The hefty barbarian was knocked backwards against the bough of a huge tree, bringing a blast that blew the leaves off their branches. The tree shook violently in the wind.
The barbarian’s body hung in mid air, penetrated by a black arrow that sank deep into the bough. The feathers at the arrow’s end were still quivering. The barbarian’s face twisted in terror as his mouth dropped. However, this arrow had taken his life before he could let out a sad cry. His eyes soon became unfocused, and his feet, after some futile twitches, finally stopped moving.
This caused the other barbarians and the girl in the jacket to start panicking. Before they could to look back, another two black shadows whistled through the air with the same incredible speed.
“Ahhhhhhhh!” Two shrieks echoed almost simultaneously and another two barbarians were thrown backward by the momentum of the arrows. Similarly, they were nailed into the trees and died a quick death.
Another black shadow flashed when the fourth arrow shot up. One barbarian twisted his body to duck the arrow; his eyes as fierce as a snake. He brandished his long knife in mid air to stop the arrow, but the impact set him stepping back with a jolt. There was terror in his bestial eyes. He had not expected so much force from the arrow.
“What are you guys waiting for? Perform the Knife-Binding Formula! We have to stop this!” The red-eyed barbarian shouted desperately for help to his companions, who finally came to themselves and temporarily left the girl in the jacket to perform the knife formula. Instantly, they stood in a circle with backs against each other, cooperating with superb partnership and dexterity. Each one of the four guarded a direction, swaying the steel knife in their hands. The blue screen of knife shadows constituted a perfect fortress.
Swish! Another black arrow penetrated the dense air like electricity with unstoppable speed. However this time, as soon as the arrow came near the whirling knives, it lost its supercilious air. In the next moment, it fell crestfallen in four pieces. This caused delight in the red-eyed barbarian. Encouraged, he sneered in the dark as his eyes glimmered like an insidious insect that was ready to pounce on a prey. Then, by an almost imperceptible movement of his right hand, a scorpion as big as a fist slipped out of a small purse at his waist and sprang out in the direction where Shi Mu was hiding. It moved so quickly that its body left a black line of afterimages behind.
On the other side, this hidden archer, whatever his intention might be, gave the girl a respite to rest a bit. She staggered back several steps, heaving for breath. Meanwhile, she caught a faint glimpse of the scorpion that flew out of the barbarian’s hand and was quite alarmed. Just as she was to warn the archer, a shout low and deep reverberated in the woods as a red light flashed for a second. Immediately the black scorpion flew back, fell under its owner’s feet in halves, and stopped moving after a struggle.
The red-eyed barbarian was enraged and his eyes were filled with anger and fear. The same expression came to the girl’s face. Before their shock subsided, the next arrow had shot up, aimed at none other than the red-eyed barbarian. He immediately sensed something different; the arrow was blue instead of black. However, his self-confidence in the knife formula reassured him, and with one hand fumbling in the waist purse, he seemed to be up to something.
It did not take the blue arrow more than a few seconds to reach its target. With some rustling sounds, the knife screen was vanquished like paper scraps that got lost in the wind. The four strongly-built barbarians were shaken by the force of the arrow, limping back involuntarily and unable to even hold onto their knives.
The red-eyed barbarian was taken unguarded and his knife almost slipped off his hand. In a moment of desperation, he propped the knife in front of his chest while swiveling it wildly. Unfortunately, the arrow perforated his shelter of knife shadows like a breeze, and then pierced into his chest while his eyes were still widely opened due to the great shock.
“Wind Chasing...Ch...” Before his lips could mumble some ambiguous syllables, the red-eyed barbarian was thrown backward for about thirty meters until he fell dead on the ground. Now, did the other barbarians learned their lesson; with ghastly pale faces, they turned back and ran away with tacit understanding. However, even the fastest of them could only made about sixty meters before he was nailed into the ground by a blue arrow. In a minute, the woods regained its dead silence.
“Magical arrows?” The girl in the jacket stared hard at the patterns drawn on the arrows, murmuring to herself.
After a brief moment, Shi Mu emerged out of the woods. His shirt was torn with a long slit, obviously slashed by the black scorpion. He stroked his chest with a lingering fear. The vicious little thing was probably at the primary level of Houtian stage, but its speed was incredible. It was all thanks to his superhuman eyesight that he was still breathing. A quick glance would tell that the shiny pitch-black stinger at the end of its tail, contained a venom that would kill through the smallest scratch on the skin.
“You are...one of us?” The girl in the jacket looked Shi Mu up and down, asking tentatively.
“That’s correct. I am Shi Mu of the Black Demon Sect. And what about you?” Shi Mu asked, looking straight into the girl’s eyes.
“Do you have something that can prove your identity?” The girl did not answer the question but asked in response, still having some doubt in this stranger.
Shi Mu was mute for a moment, knitting his eyebrows. Then he fished out a black token from his sleeve and swept it before the girl’s eyes. It was the token of the Black Demons. This assured the girl, causing her face to relax.
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