Chapter 155 Fall
After he rushed out of the wooden house, the forest was filled with shouts of battle!
"Elder Huang, the enemy has a large number of people, including many Body Tempering Realm warriors!"

"No immortal cultivators have been detected yet!"

A middle-aged tribal soldier, his face covered in blood, retreated to Huang Qingzhou to report.

"Old Huang, these bastards seem to be planning to bypass us!"

Just as Huang Qingzhou was about to speak, another tribal soldier rushed over from the left to report.

In the dense forest, some of the barbarian warriors who charged forward desperately blocked the Shen family soldiers, while the rest of the main force rushed directly into the distance.

"What are they trying to do..."

Huang Qingzhou frowned, then his expression changed drastically, and a bad premonition rose in his heart!

Are these damned barbarians planning to cross the defenses and attack the ordinary people in the villages behind them?!
"Shi Kang!"

Having guessed the purpose of these barbarian soldiers, Huang Qingzhou immediately looked at the man in front of him whose face was covered in blood and said, "You go back to the village at the foot of the mountain right now and tell the villagers to evacuate!"

"These bastards are probably planning to massacre the entire village!"

Upon hearing this, Shi Kang's expression changed drastically!

If you head out of the mountains in this direction, the first place you'll encounter is Black Stone Village!
Most of the villagers were elderly, weak, women and children from his Shi family; they were his family members.

"What are you still standing there for!?"

"Go!"

Seeing that Shi Kang was still in a daze, Huang Qingzhou kicked him and shouted angrily.

Shi Kang snapped out of his daze and, disregarding everything else, immediately started running down the mountain!
"Everyone else! Follow me!"

With another loud shout, Huang Qingzhou, wielding his saber, charged towards the main force of the barbarian warriors.

As he charged forward, he saw that the barbarian warriors, who were silhouetted against the trees ahead, were completely ignoring the Shen family soldiers behind them and were rushing down the mountain.

Huang Qingzhou immediately mobilized his spiritual power and slashed at the blade of the horse-slaying sword!
The sharp blade was instantly enveloped in a layer of fluorescence!
Huang Qingzhou brandished his broadsword and charged into the crowd, unleashing a chaotic slaughter!

As a cultivator at the Qi Refining stage, he had learned some spells.

However, these barbarian soldiers seemed to be on guard, keeping a considerable distance between each other.

In this way, the immortal techniques that waste a lot of spiritual energy can't kill many people at once, and it's much faster to use the horse-slaying sword.

With swift strokes, he slew barbarian soldiers one by one.

Seeing that the other side wasn't interested in fighting and was only charging towards Blackstone Village, they realized that the enemy wasn't interested in fighting and was only charging towards Blackstone Village.

A hint of anxiety flashed in Huang Qingzhou's eyes.

After slaying another barbarian soldier with his sword, he made a hand seal and slapped a speed spell onto his legs.

With his body feeling lighter, his speed increased significantly, and he quickly caught up, frantically reaping the lives of the barbarian soldiers!
But the enemy had too many men, and he was slaughtered at will. He didn't linger in battle, just kept charging forward. Relying on himself, he couldn't save many.

The Shen family soldiers behind him, unlike him who possessed magical abilities, could only follow behind and eat his dust.

The Divine Speed ​​Technique can only be maintained for a maximum of fifteen minutes at a time.

In order to kill as many barbarian soldiers as possible, Huang Qingzhou had no choice but to continuously use the Divine Speed ​​Technique.

Initially, he retained some spiritual power to maintain the operation of his magic robes and prevent being ambushed.

Seeing that apart from those he had caught up with, the others did not intend to resist at all, Huang Qingzhou withdrew the spiritual energy that was maintaining his robe in order to conserve his spiritual energy and focused all his efforts on killing the enemies in front of him.

The two sides chased and fled, and an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Having used the Divine Speed ​​Technique multiple times in battle, coupled with the previous consumption of maintaining his robes, most of his spiritual energy had been depleted.

The effect of the Divine Speed ​​Technique disappeared again, and Huang Qingzhou immediately mobilized his spiritual power and made another hand seal.

Just then, a golden light suddenly shot towards his head from the dense forest ahead!

That was an arrow imbued with golden light!

Huang Qingzhou's pupils contracted slightly when he caught a glimpse of the golden arrow out of the corner of his eye!
monk!

He had anticipated that there might be cultivators among these barbarian soldiers, but since they had not shown themselves, it was difficult to find their whereabouts for the time being.

I never imagined they would be so insidious and ruthless!

He watched helplessly as his people were killed without lifting a finger, only to launch a sneak attack when his spiritual energy was half depleted and he was distracted by using his Swiftness Technique!

With his spiritual energy ready to unleash the Divine Speed ​​Technique, Huang Qingzhou was unable to immediately activate a spiritual energy shield. In his haste, he could only mobilize a small amount of spiritual energy to activate his magic robe, hoping it could withstand the opponent's fatal blow.

Bang!
The arrow, imbued with golden light, was incredibly fast!

Just as the hazy glow appeared on Huang Qingzhou's robes, the arrow slammed into him!
Before the robe was fully activated, it was struck hard by the golden arrow, and the radiance on its surface suddenly froze, failing to completely block the arrow.

puff!
Briefly blocked by the robe, the arrow changed direction slightly, grazing Huang Qingzhou's cheek and flying away!

One of the Shen family soldiers who had followed was unfortunately hit in the shoulder by an arrow and fell to the ground with a scream!

Upon seeing this, another tribal soldier rushed over to help him up. Just as he was about to inquire about his injuries, he suddenly noticed that a strange bluish-gray color was slowly rising on the face of the soldier who had been shot!

"poisonous!"

Her exclamation made Huang Qingzhou, who was about to rush over to find the barbarian cultivator, feel a sinking feeling in his heart!
He immediately looked inward with his divine sense and discovered that a cold and domineering toxin was flowing wildly through his meridians!

Without bothering to chase after the barbarian cultivator, Huang Qingzhou quickly mobilized his spiritual power to intercept the toxins in his body and prevent them from spreading to other parts of his body.

"Old Huang, be careful!"

Just as Huang Qingzhou was fully focused on treating the toxins in his body, a golden light struck again!
Upon seeing this, the tribal soldier not far away shouted and hurriedly raised his round shield, rushing forward to defend himself!
However, the arrows imbued with the golden light spell had extremely strong penetrating power!

In an instant, it pierced through the clan soldier's round shield and body, and flew towards Huang Qingzhou with undiminished momentum!

puff!
Huang Qingzhou's body stiffened. He looked down at the arrow that had pierced his chest and felt his spiritual energy suddenly stagnate and his life force rapidly drain away!
He staggered, clutching his chest, and braced himself with his saber.

Feeling the chilling poison from the golden arrow ravaging his body, Huang Qingzhou smiled sadly.

"Stone...I'm afraid...I can't go back..."

“Lingxiu…Chongming…”

"Old Huang!"

Huang Qingzhou murmured, listening to the shouts of other tribal soldiers behind him. His consciousness gradually blurred, and then he completely fell into darkness.

Several tribal soldiers rushed to his side and helped Huang Qingzhou up as he fell.

But his face was ashen and he was already lifeless. His expression changed drastically in an instant!
"It's over!"

"Old Huang is dead!"

"Elder Huang is the patriarch's father-in-law. This time... how are we going to explain this to the patriarch?" Several clan soldiers were already terrified.

The father-in-law of the current head of the Shen family has been murdered. Once this news gets back, who knows how much upheaval it will cause!

A few moments——

A ruthless glint flashed in the eyes of a dark-skinned man, and he spoke in a deep voice.

"Uncle Niu Mang, take Old Huang's body to the Longpanshan Martial Arts School!"

"Everyone else, follow me and kill them!"

"Rather than returning alive to face questioning from the clan head and bringing shame upon the family, it's better to die in battle and become a hero!"

Upon hearing this, the others also dispelled their worries and immediately gripped their weapons, charging towards the barbarian soldiers.

The elderly man named Niu Mang watched as the group disappeared into the dense forest, then looked at Huang Qingzhou, whose face had turned ashen. He gritted his teeth, hoisted Huang onto his back, and ran wildly toward the Longpanshan Martial Arts School.

A hundred miles west of Longpan Mountain, in a dense forest, the brothers Huang Qi and Huang Lin were leading their martial arts school students and masters on a frantic run when they suddenly saw a dark figure staggering towards them from the dense forest ahead.

"who!?"

Huang Lin brandished his spear and shouted sharply.

"Are you the two Immortal Masters Huang?"

Niu Mang spoke in a sorrowful voice.

"Two immortal masters... Elder Huang... he has been killed."

Carrying Huang Qingzhou's body to the front, Niu Mang knelt down and wept bitterly.

"What did you say!?"

Upon hearing this, Huang Lin's eyes widened instantly, filled with disbelief.

When he saw Huang Qingzhou, whose face was ashen and who was lifeless, standing beside Niu Mang, he couldn't help but stumble.

"uncle?"

"uncle……"

The two brothers dropped their weapons with a clang and knelt in disbelief beside Huang Qingzhou's corpse.

"Master Huang..."

Behind him, a group of martial arts masters and disciples gathered around him, their faces filled with sorrow.

Huang Qingzhou was once the owner of a martial arts school. Although he has been living deep in Hidden Dragon Mountain all these years, these people still remember him.

Tears silently streamed down Huang Lin's face, but a sharp killing intent slowly emanated from his body!
He suddenly looked up, stared at the kneeling Niu Mang, and gritted his teeth, asking, "Who killed my uncle?"

Niu Mang choked up as he said, "The barbarians crossed our defenses and were preparing to attack the villages in Yunshui Town. Elder Huang led us in a pursuit."

"Unexpectedly, there was a cultivator hidden among those barbarians who secretly attacked Elder Huang and even coated the arrow with poison..."

Upon hearing this, Huang Lin's fists clenched so tightly they cracked!

The murderous intent in his eyes almost materialized into flames!
bass!
He suddenly stood up, grabbed the spear beside him, and was about to rush out!

"Huang Lin!"

"Stop!"

Huang Qi stared at his uncle's ashen face, fighting back tears as he roared in anger.

"Big brother!"

Huang Lin turned around angrily: "I'm going to avenge my uncle!"

"revenge?"

Are you going to your death?

Huang Qiqiang suppressed his grief and said coldly, "My uncle was already at the peak of the third level of Qi Refining, yet he still fell victim to their poisonous attack."

"Our cultivation levels are far inferior to your uncle's. Are we just going to rush in and die?"

"The Shen family doesn't have many cultivators, so don't make unnecessary sacrifices!"

Huang Qingzhou's death was a great blow to the two brothers, but Huang Qi understood that it was precisely at times like these that they needed to remain calm.

The Shen family doesn't have many cultivators to begin with, so if the two of them were to suffer any mishap, it would be an even heavier blow to the Shen family.

"Take a few men and escort your uncle home."

"The rest of you, follow me to intercept and kill those damned barbarians!"

"We must not let them reach the villages at the foot of the mountain!"

Huang Qi spoke in a cold voice.

Even though Huang Lin was unwilling, he knew that he had to listen to his brother at this time.

Blackwater Pool, Shen Family Manor.

The tribal soldiers who came to deliver the news have arrived.

Upon receiving the news, Shen Wenxing first instructed the stewards of the six affiliated clans to prepare, and then went to the second floor of the Blackwater Pavilion.

"Wen'an, the barbarian army is attacking. I am worried about my father-in-law's safety. I would like to trouble you to go there in person and make sure that he and his people are safe."

Shen Wen'an nodded upon hearing this, and without saying anything more, he immediately flew away from Blackwater Pavilion on his sword.

Outside Blackstone Village.

On the mountain path, nearly a thousand young men from the six major affiliated clans rushed over and, led by Shen Chongming and his three companions, lay in ambush, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to the barbarian army when it arrived.

Shen Wenxing, having made all the arrangements, also arrived here.

"Master, are there any immortals among that barbarian army?"

In the crowd, Liu Fang, the current patriarch of the Liu family, asked nervously.

As the ruling clan of Blackstone Village, Liu Fang could clearly feel that the Liu family's status had been challenged ever since that immortal seedling from the Shi family became an immortal.

If Blackstone Village is breached this time, the Liu family's position as a "minor clan" will likely be difficult to maintain.

Shen Wenxing didn't speak, but stared at the dark forest with a restless expression.

(End of this chapter)

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