63: Chapter 53 Peerless Expert_3 63: Chapter 53 Peerless Expert_3 The leader felt a chill in his heart and cursed angrily to himself.
“What kind of thirteen-year-old is this!”
“The officials have misled me!”
About the duration of a stick of incense later, the killing here finally quieted down.
Li Guanyi’s hands were drenched in blood, and he gasped for air.
All five assassins around him had fallen.
The first had his throat slashed by Li Guanyi leading the charge, the second was bisected at the waist, the third was prodded to death with a spear, the fourth was killed when Li Guanyi found an opportunity, and the fifth had soft armor and was ultimately killed when, after breaking Li Guanyi’s spear, Li Guanyi crashed into him and used his aunt’s dagger to stab through the heart.
Only the first one, whose throat had been slit, was still alive by some means.
He was also the one who had just fired a crossbow arrow.
Li Guanyi broke his arms and legs, intending to coerce the information he wanted to know from him.
Li Guanyi exhaled a breath as the White Tiger and the Red Dragon lay dormant within him with many wounds.
He reached out to remove the second and third crossbow arrows that had cracked, his spear already broken, defense against crossbow arrows difficult, except for the arrow that had just stuck in his shoulder.
He also had an arrow in his leg and another in his abdomen.
One could only say that the Third Prince of Tie Le’s Gray Wolf Guardians were indeed formidable.
They managed to hold up.
Although it should have been a time of pain, the Breaking Formation Song flowed swiftly; when Li Guanyi breathed out, the breath carried with it an intense feeling.
After the fight ended and his spirit relaxed, the sensation of his Inner Qi chaotically swirling and stagnating swept over him, and Li Guanyi actually lost his strength, sitting down as his meridians throbbed in pain.
He could no longer suppress it.
His Primordial Qi began to gather again, on the verge of a breakthrough.
No, he had to endure it, there was still the survivor he needed to question about the events ten years ago.
At that moment, a familiar figure appeared in the young man’s vision, Shaking Light stepped forward with a hood, squatted on one knee in front of Li Guanyi, placed the hand crossbow on the ground, and her silver hair at that moment somehow reassured Li Guanyi.
Shaking Light grasped his hand, her voice calm as flowing water, “This heart, Wugou, this body, after a Hundred Battles.”
“You are about to Enter Realm,” she said.
“Please forgive me for not taking action to assist you just now.”
“Do not worry, the life star of the person who just left has dimmed significantly,” she continued.
Li Guanyi, struggling to do so, pointed to the assassin whose limbs he had severed and said, “Survivor…”
Shaking Light nodded in silence.
Picking up the hand crossbow she had loaded, she said that if Li Guanyi hadn’t won just now, Star-piercing Crossbow Arrows unique to the Stargazing School of the East Continent would have shot out instantly.
Her voice serene, holding the young man’s hand, a gentle power suppressed the violent surge in Li Guanyi’s meridians, “In the secret realm, there is a Formation that attracts Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi and the power of stars.”
“I am here, you can be at ease.”
Li Guanyi closed his eyes and passed out from exhaustion.
Shaking Light, wearing the hood, stood up, wanting to lift Li Guanyi and carry him back.
Looking at the wounds on the young man’s body, she decided to carry him on her back, but this way Li Guanyi’s legs would knock against the ground, leaving traces.
Traces could be concealed, but his feet would hurt upon awakening.
Shaking Light calmly tried to gauge her height and realized that if she were to carry Li Guanyi on her back, not only his feet but also his shins would inevitably knock against the ground.
In the end, she gave up.
She bent slightly, one hand supporting the bend of the young man’s knee, the other dragging his neck, and lifted him up, quickly taking Li Guanyi back to the secret realm.
Li Guanyi’s body was solid, and when Shaking Light carried him, she leaned forward, her beautiful otherworldly face flushing with the effort.
Her expression remained calm and devoid of emotion as she bent over, supported her knees, and took several deep breaths.
Then she thought for a moment, turned back.
And picked up a stick used for skewering steamed buns.
She hooked the clothes of the assassin and tossed him into the stream’s waters, dragging him back.
The back of the assassin’s head struck the cobblestones, clanging loudly.
Finally, Shaking Light ran out, employed the Stargazing School’s techniques to conceal the aura and traces of the place.
Thus peace was restored here.
In less than the time it took for a cup of tea, when Xue Daoyong and Yue Qianfeng arrived in a frantic rush.
Their expressions were ashen as they looked.
The only things remaining were corpses scattered across the field,
the young warrior’s horse that had died in battle,
a bloodstained Mo Blade planted in the ground, and the broken Su Ni Bow.