bullyxtreme Chapter 1142 The Holy Envoy's Soul Was Transformed into Bloodline
Chapter 1142 The Holy Envoy's Soul Was Transformed into Bloodline
The heroes of the world are as numerous as carp crossing a river.
Shen Yichen can be considered a dragon among men, but his path in the martial arts world is truly fraught with difficulties!
On the dark street, Shen Yichen and Ji Yihong both stood up, but neither of them had the strength to fight anymore.
Both of them were shocked because of Ji Qingli!
Ji Qingli fought against three top masters and did not lose ground, one of whom was his own master.
The reason is simple: Ji Qingli also possesses inherited power, but it is not the inherited power of the Emperor lineage. Ji Qingli comes from Yunshuiyao!
However, Ji Qingli was unable to break free from the encirclement of Hong Ling and the other two for the time being.
Ji Qingli vaguely sensed that something was wrong. The effects of the alcohol were wearing off, and he seemed to be sobering up.
"Green Ivy, what exactly are you plotting?"
"Third Master, you really shouldn't have gotten involved in this. You couldn't stop them, they're here!"
Upon hearing this, Ji Qingli was startled and turned to shout;
"Chen'er, run!"
Ji Qingli increased her skills again, hoping to repel the three of them in one fell swoop.
Although Ji Qingli did not know where the enemy was, he knew who the person was: the Holy Envoy Soul Messenger of Ling Shuang Valley!
Ji Qingli was forcibly stopped again, and bloodstains spilled from the corners of the mouths of Hong Ling, Lu Luo, and Ji Jingtao.
Shen Yichen was of course unable to escape. He didn't know where the enemy was, nor did he sense anyone approaching. However, two needles, one black and one white, appeared in front of and behind him, shimmering with starlight.
This wasn't what shocked Shen Yichen. What shocked him was that the Blood Nether Lotus had actually manifested, and the two Star Shadow Needles had just pierced the Blood Nether Lotus.
Shen Yichen instantly understood that the Star Shadow Needle attack was targeting his heart meridian, just as Yun Tianming had thought.
"The Blood Nether Lotus, Shen Surong secretly kept a trick up her sleeve!"
Shen Yichen was taken aback upon hearing this. A white figure flashed in front of him and struck the white star needle.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Two loud bangs were followed by a tremendous force soaring into the sky.
Ji Qingli took Bai Ying's palm strike head-on, but he was sent flying backward and crashed into Shen Yichen's arms.
Shen Yichen exclaimed:
"Uncle Three!"
Ji Qingli coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Quick, run away!"
There was also a person behind Shen Yichen, who happened to be back-to-back with him and did not collide with him, but the person behind him was also injured, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
This person was none other than Mo Qu, who was wearing an eye patch.
Mo Qu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly:
"Soul messengers of Ling Shuang Valley, this is the young master recognized by the Ji family royal family. Your actions violate the rules of the Ji family!"
A white figure and a black figure stood in front of and behind Shen Yichen, making it impossible to see anyone. Hong Ling, Lu Luo, and Ji Jingtao stood on either side of Shen Yichen, surrounding the three of them.
Shen Yichen wanted to laugh. The ancient city of Luowu in the night rain seemed to have become a battlefield for the internal strife of the Ji family. It was really ironic.
"Holy Envoys, you want to activate the Bloodline Power within me, right? This isn't my mother's doing. I obtained the Blood Nether Lotus by chance in Sword Welcome City. I don't know what my father wants to do. Please go back and tell him that I will find a way to activate the Bloodline Power. You can't force me!"
Shen Yichen guessed the Holy Envoy's intentions and understood that it was all arranged by his father.
Ji Yihong spoke at this moment, uttering only one word:
"kill!"
"Do you have the final say?"
Purple-robed Ji Xuanren, carrying Yixuan, flew and landed in front of Shen Yichen.
Shen Yichen and Yixuan laughed at the same time, and bloodstains spilled from the corners of their mouths simultaneously.
"Young Master, your expedition to Yanquan has started in bad luck, cough cough!"
"Ahem... Why are you back again?"
Shen Yichen was supporting Ji Qingli, whose injuries were very serious.
"Young Master, the Holy Envoy from Ling Shuang Valley has arrived. I had to come and see. I guessed it was for you!"
Ji Yihong was frustrated. Not only did Yixuan and Shen Yichen not take him seriously, but the Holy Envoy Soul Chariot and Hongling did not make a move.
Ji Yihong's face was contorted with rage as she coldly said:
"Kill me!"
But the five people still didn't move.
The reason is simple: the person holding Yixuan is the former master of Zhidian Hall, the former master of the five people.
The five were all shocked, for they had all thought Ji Xuanren was dead. How could he be in the martial world, and even supporting the young master!
The five members—Holy Envoy Soul Chaser, Hong Ling, Green Luo, and Ji Jingtao—did not actually have a leader; each of them had their own mission.
Yi Xuan is right; they will not carry out all of Ji Yi Hong's orders.
Ji Yihong himself knew the truth, and he gave a cold smile!
"Uncle Qi, please make a move!"
"Yi Hong, let's call it quits. Now that the royal family of Yunxia Mountain has shown up, let's end this here!"
Uncle Qi did not show up. He had been to Yunxia Mountain. He was worried that Yixuan would recognize him, which would expose Ji Yihong's background. The time was not yet right!
Although Uncle Qi did not know Yi Xuan, he recognized Tian Xianglong.
"Oh, what an unexpected bonus! Since you know I'm from the royal family of Yunxia Mountain, your identity is quite extraordinary!"
Yixuan was really interested, and he tried his best to get up and stand up.
Ji Xuanren put Yixuan on the ground, and Yixuan leaned on her shoulder.
Ji Xuanren gathered his energy in his finger and wrote a single character:
"retreat!"
Ji Yihong smiled slightly.
"Brother Chen, we shall meet again by chance. You are now in the martial world, and so many members of the Ji family are still loyal to you. For you, this is more of a curse than a blessing. The day I collect your body is not far off!"
Ji Yihong turned and left, her smile turning ferocious, her fists clenched until they bled.
illegitimate child!
These three words appeared in Ji Yihong's mind and wouldn't go away. Fate had played a really big joke on him, and Ji Yihong really didn't know how to face it for a moment.
His once broken home is gone, and now he has another home, which is also broken.
This looks like the biggest joke ever!
Hongling and the other two left with Ji Yihong, while Ji Jingtao bowed to Ji Xuanren without saying a word.
The Holy Messenger also left, but not to follow Ji Yihong; instead, he disappeared into the darkness.
Mo Qu looked at the vanished Holy Envoy Soul Messenger, spat out a mouthful of blood, and leaned directly against Shen Yichen.
As a result, Shen Yichen and the other two all fell to the ground at the same time.
Mo Qu's move to receive the soul was too hasty; she didn't have time to gather her strength.
"How did you manage to train those two psychopathic assassins back then? They almost killed you!"
Mo Qu was surprised to recognize Ji Xuanren, because she also thought that Ji Xuanren had died long ago. This purple robe had not changed at all in five hundred years.
After helping Shen Yichen up, Mo Qu picked up the unconscious Ji Qingli.
"Young Master, you're not dead! You should have told us! I've cried so many times!"
Shen Yichen was truly at a loss for words. He didn't know how to respond at all. He didn't even know who this Mo Qu was, only that Mo Qu came from the exceptional lineage of the Ji family.
"The internal strife within the Ji family is over, and the people from Yanquan Jianghu have arrived. Young Master, I don't want to die with you!"
Yi Xuan's words stunned Shen Yichen and the other two, and their expressions changed slightly.
Mo Qu handed the unconscious Ji Qingli directly to Shen Yichen, sensing that someone was approaching.
Yi Xuan leaned against Shen Yichen, while Ji Xuanren stood in front of her.
Shen Yichen looked at the group of people who had appeared. Although he couldn't see their faces clearly, he could tell that they were from various sects in Yanquan. There were many people, but they were standing in a very scattered manner.
Shen Yichen pondered for a long time and made a very strange decision.
"You two take them with you. I want to venture into Yanquan alone as a wandering swordsman, my life or death in the hands of fate. I beg you two seniors to grant my request!"
Ji Xuanren and Mo Qu turned to look at Shen Yichen at the same time. Shen Yichen was not joking, but the two of them shook their heads simultaneously.
Mo Qu and the other man, of course, would not agree.
"Young Master, it's not that life and death are determined by fate, but rather that fate is beyond our control. You are the young master recognized by the royal family, and that cannot be changed!"
Yixuan's tone is so smug!
"This is the ancient city of Luowu. Fellow Daoists, please think twice before you act!"
The darkness of Luowu Ancient City has turned bright, and countless people holding torches have surrounded everyone.
Five powerful beings in the void joined forces, emanating a majestic aura that enveloped everyone nearby.
These are five saints, one of whom is the master of the palace that Shen Yichen met during the day.
Shen Yichen let out a long sigh of relief!
"Oh my goodness!"
"Haha...Young Master, you, you wet your pants!"
Like Ji Yihong, Shen Yichen really wet his pants, but he didn't feel ashamed because he really didn't want to die.