Chapter 97 The Traitor is Him! (First Update)

  Eleven people!

  From the inky jungle, eleven figures rushed out. These eleven people were led by the Black Mountain tribe's chief and were rushing over. Among them, only one big man wearing black clothes had a dull expression, apparently the previous light curtain and ravine, as well as Nan Song's barbaric skills, played a huge role.

  Their faces were filled with fatigue, and the previous excitement and strange cries had disappeared. In this battle between the two tribes, not only did the Wushan tribe die, but more of them were from the Heishan tribe.

  Hei Shan's deputy commander, Kuai Shou, was killed in battle. The hunting team's commander, also named Kuai Shou, was killed in action. Even more devastatingly, their pride and joy, Bi Su, had also fallen in combat!

  A large number of barbarians were killed or injured, which dealt a heavy blow to the Black Mountain Sect. If it weren't for the existence of those few black-clothed men and some members who had been forcibly enhanced by evil methods, they would have found it difficult to succeed this time.

  The Heishan Department was unable to anticipate in advance, and the Wushan Department was so difficult to destroy that they paid a terrible price. Perhaps this point was not even expected by Bi Tu, the barbarian king of Heishan.

  He was completely tied down by Agong Moksam and his opening dust Ren, which was basically in this tribal war.

  "If time were to flow backwards, if Ren Zhen's Hei Shan Department could have known this outcome, perhaps... they wouldn't have immediately gone to war, but instead would have prepared for a little more time."

  This battle, even if the Black Mountain Department is called now, it will be extremely tragic. More importantly, once the people of Wushan Department reach Fengyin, the Black Mountain Department will die in vain and gain nothing.

  The people of Hei Shan, except for the black-clothed man, all had regrets in their hearts. But at this moment, they had already fought to such an extent that there was no choice but to persevere. Especially with Bi Su's death, it made the Hei Shan tribe leader even more determined to kill Su Ming.

  Looking at the approaching eleven people, Su Ming's expression was calm and a cold light appeared in his eyes. His right hand tightly grasped the Scale Blood Spear as he stood up.

  Nan Song and Shan Hen both revealed their killing intent in silence.

  Only Lei Chen didn't move, but in his eyes, there was a hint of madness and slaughter.

  It was almost as if the eleven members of the Black Mountain Department had arrived, approaching within a hundred feet. Nan Song took a step forward, his body glowing with blood light that seemed to connect him to Lei Chen behind him, and on Lei Chen's body, the blood light was even more intense, forming a bloody barrier screen.

  A low growl, and the upper half of Nan Song's clothes burst open. His aged face seemed to regain its youth in that instant, especially his arms, which bulged with muscles as he pressed down towards the ground with a loud roar.

  With this press, the eleven people who were approaching in front of them suddenly had a huge whirlpool appear under their feet. The whirlpool was full of muddy water and there were also muddy hands stretching out to grab at their feet.

  Nan Song's body leaned forward and charged ahead fiercely. Behind him, Su Ming accelerated to full speed, flashing straight forward. In Shan Hen's eyes, a killing intent and complexity appeared, and his right hand lifted up instantly. Suddenly, a curved moon bone knife materialized in his grasp, and his body swiftly drifted away like a ghost.

  As for Lei Chen, at this moment, his body was trembling, and his face seemed to have aged suddenly, as if something had been sucked out of him.

  The muddy soil on the ground could hold back more than half of the Black Mountain people, but it had no effect on that black-clothed big man. As soon as his right foot stepped on the ground, a lot of mud burst open, and he rushed straight to Nan Song.

  The bloody battle is about to unfold.

  Su Ming remained silent, not responding to the black-clad man, nor choosing the Black Mountain tribe's leader, but instead walked towards the remaining nine people, and with a single leap, he went for them. The highest cultivation among these nine was at most the seventh layer of Blood Condensation, mostly around the sixth layer. At Su Ming's speed, as long as the Black Mountain tribe's leader was held back by Shan Hen, giving him enough time, he could complete the slaughter.

  The figure of the mountain scar was strange and suddenly approached, he chose the black mountain tribe leader, the two touched instantly, the sound echoed, and a fierce battle unfolded.

  Su Ming's speed was extremely fast, ignoring the pain in his body. Under the full moon in the sky, he seemed to be shrouded in moonlight, and a clear blood-red shadow appeared in his eyes. In an instant, he approached a person, and the long spear in his hand whistled as it rose. As they crossed paths, Su Ming's body gained a deep wound, but the person who had crossed paths with him had their head flying off, with fresh blood filling the air.

  Su Ming's body fell to the ground, his breathing rapid and unceasing. He charged forward with a fierce burst of speed, the moonlight swirling around his body and pouring into his wounds through the openings, as if allowing his body to continuously recover in this state. As he rushed forward, five of the remaining eight Black Mountain Tribe members approached, while the other three deliberately skirted around him, seemingly wanting to distance themselves from him and continue their pursuit on the plains.

  As the three figures disappeared into the distance, the five black mountain barbarians surrounding Su Ming quickly closed in. Without hesitation, Su Ming's body leapt upwards, and his long spear did not fly outwards. After all, even if he had thrown it at the distant trio, he could have killed at most one person. At this moment, the spear was thrust by Su Ming into the ground beneath his feet.

  That long spear flashed, and the blood light scattered, transforming into a large bloody eagle that rushed towards the ground. With a loud crash, it landed on the ground below Su Ming's body, stirring up a wave of air and shock, causing the five people nearby to involuntarily pause for a moment.

  Su Ming took advantage of the momentum to release his grip on the scale blood spear, and under the force of the impact, he rushed towards the three people who were bypassing him in the distance.

  Its speed was so fast, following the 243 bloodlines throughout his body like a red meteor, that it soon approached the three people who were rushing towards him from afar. These three people did not hesitate in the slightest, and immediately left one person behind to block the way, while the other two flashed with a burst of bloody light, their speed increasing even further. The majestic aura of blood beneath the bloody light actually revealed the power of the sixth layer of the Congealed Blood Realm.

  That obstructing person, somehow hid his cultivation method, and because this battle was very short, Su Ming didn't notice, but saw that the man's body flashed with blood light, suddenly bursting out with the seventh layer of Congealed Blood Realm's Qi and blood power, his expression revealing madness, wanting to drag Su Ming down to death.

  And on his body, at this moment, the bloodline rapidly expanded, as if it was about to explode!

  The distance between Su Ming and the enemy was getting closer, his body had fatigue and injuries, he would definitely not be able to resist. But if he retreated, he could only watch as those two disappeared into the distance, bringing disaster for the tribe's migration.

  It was almost as if the big eight that blocked Su Ming's path had chosen to self-destruct, and its body, which originally had a wound, was torn open again, bleeding out fresh blood.

  "It's not just you, Ushan Department, who can self-destruct, I'm Heishan Department, and I can do the same!" The big man roared, sneering at Su Ming as he approached. Su Ming's eyes flashed, but instead of retreating, he accelerated even faster. Just as the big man's blood vessels were about to burst, Su Ming's left hand, which had been clenched into a fist all along, suddenly opened and swung towards the wound on the big man's body.

  But then a red-colored plaque flew over and landed on the big man's wound, and in an instant, the big man's body shook violently, his eyes widened, and the blood vessels inside him were about to burst. Suddenly, his whole body ignited with burning blood, and Su Ming flashed past him at that moment, and his entire person turned into a red mist and rose into the air.

  This scene was seen by the two people rushing forward, and witnessed by several people behind them. A chill ran down their spines as a sense of horror suddenly emerged.

  "Despicable!"

  "He's a villain!"

  A cry of surprise suddenly appeared on this battlefield, and Nan Song and Shan Hen also noticed immediately. The black mountain tribe leader who was fighting with Shan Hen changed his expression and showed shock.

  Even the black-clad man, who had always been expressionless, was taken aback for a moment when he looked over, but soon his eyes suddenly burst out with intense light, as if he had discovered something.

  But he was fighting with Nan Song, and this momentary lapse gave Nan Song an opportunity.

  A loud roar suddenly rose, Su Ming's body didn't stop for a moment, and he rushed towards the two people in front of him who were just shocked by his previous move. The two men gritted their teeth and immediately dispersed, but at this time, Su Ming spat out a mouthful of blood, which instantly turned into mist and spread towards the person on the left, whistling and creeping.

  In that bloody fog, Su Ming's majestic blood power was contained, which was the display of his Dark Blood Dust technique. At this time, he rushed straight to the right side and engaged in a fierce battle with the black-robed man from the Black Mountain Tribe who was also rushing towards him.

  Moments later, Su Ming's body had several more wounds, he was panting heavily, his entire body bathed in blood, his eyes flashing with a fierce glow, as he ran towards the crowd of people fighting.

  Behind him, on the ground in both directions, there were two motionless corpses with blurred flesh and blood.

  At this moment on the battlefield, Heishan Department has lost seven people!

  Except for the black-clad giant and the leader of the Black Mountain Tribe, the remaining five were deeply shaken by Su Ming's massacre and the terrifying evil that emerged in their minds, exchanging glances with each other, they rarely had the intention to retreat.

  Suddenly, Shanhe, who was fighting with the Black Mountain tribe leader, spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. The Black Mountain tribe leader's fist seemed to have dealt a heavy blow, sending Shanhe flying towards where Nansong was. The Black Mountain tribe leader had a murderous look on his face, and behind him, the Blood Bear Phantom appeared, letting out a loud roar as it chased after Shanhe, swinging its massive hand made of blood mist in an attempt to deliver a fatal blow.

  Just as the Blood Bear's massive hand was about to land on Shan Hen, Nan Song's expression changed and he leapt up without hesitation. He immediately hooked his arm around Shan Hen and punched at the incoming Blood Bear's claw. The two clashed, and Nan Song's body retreated backwards.

  "Retreat to heal, this person, I'll come..." Nan Song had just opened his mouth when he suddenly shook violently, blood gushing from the corner of his mouth. His body rapidly withered away, a sorrowful expression on his face. With a fierce palm strike, he blasted towards Shan Hen.

  But just as the mountain mark was about to be saved by Nan Song, it suddenly lowered its head and swung its right hand with a curved knife, cutting off the bloodline between Nan Song and Lei Chen. Unbeknownst to anyone, it had used some unknown technique to sever the bloodline, and in the same motion, it stabbed deeply into Nan Song's body.

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