Under such pressure, Jing Wei had already lost consciousness. He could only barely watch everyone's actions. Lin Chu had already disappeared without a trace. Pang De was the first to point his saber at a dark alley.
This alley was so dark that it was illogical. Although the weather was still gloomy, it was still daytime, and there was no light in the alley. At midnight, there would at least be a moon and stars, but this alley seemed to devour all light.
This kind of pressure made Jing Wei feel extremely uncomfortable. "Clang!" Another gong sounded, as if it wanted to pull people into the third watch. "A nameless person, just a night watchman." A voice finally came from the alley. Although the voice was low-key, it was extremely arrogant, disdainful, and dignified.
Pang De and the others tightened their grip on their weapons. On the battlefield, only the weapons in their hands were the most reliable partners, right?
"Blood Black." This was Jing Wei's first impression. Even though he could not move at this moment and should have been afraid to look, his eyes could not leave the person. The man was tall and strong. He seemed to be holding a soul-summoning gong and a soul-subduing hammer in his hands. On his back were two strange weapons that looked like spears and halberds. He was covered in black armor. For some reason, he was clearly black, but Jing Wei felt that this black armor was far darker than Shi Wanbao. It was as if it could devour everything.
However, it was not purely black. A few blood traces could be seen moving on the black armor. Yes, he was moving around, and he couldn't even find a fixed position. The two strange weapons were black and red. There were blood patterns flickering in the black and dark patterns swimming in the red. The color of the warhorse was also dark red. At first glance, it was black, but at a closer look, it was red and black. It was difficult to tell. The only impression that Jing Wei had of that face was arrogance and violence.
Pang De was already severely injured and was bitten by a zombie. Xu Huang's tendons had also been cut in his hand during the battle with Han Ci. They could only move with their right hands. Everyone watched as Pang De and Xu Huang were pushed back four to five meters in the next second. The two of them looked at the high and mighty watchman in disbelief. The gong and hammer had been placed beside the horse at some point.
"Humph! Interesting, he knew how to retreat.”The night watchman sneered as he looked at the two people who had retreated about five meters away. At that moment, Pang De and Xu Huang had both chosen to retreat.
The moment they exchanged blows, the two of them understood that it was impossible for Ping to suppress the other party in terms of strength. Moreover, the other party had only used one hand, and the other hand was holding a double-edged spear and glaring at the two of them. If Pang De and Xu Huang hadn't retreated in time…That double-edged spear had probably already whistled over, decapitating the two of them.
Shi Wanbao saw that the watchman had turned his attention to Pang De and Xu Huang. He secretly took out a handful of white ash from his waist and shot forward to scatter the white ash. The pitch-black spear was hidden in the white fog as it headed straight for the opponent's heart.
Shi Wanbao's sneak attack was very successful. The white ash easily seeped into the watchman's eyes. However, just as Shi Wanbao was about to launch a fatal attack, a pair of blood-red eyes stared at him.
Even when the lime powder was poured into his eyes, the mysterious night watchman closed his eyes and did not shed a single tear. Instead, he allowed the pain to engulf him. He stared straight at Shi Wanbao, who was charging towards him. At that moment, it was as if a small black snake was facing a huge black dragon. That sense of powerlessness spread throughout his entire body. The moment he approached, Shi Wanbao's eyes were filled with despair.
"Be careful!" Just as Shi Wanbao was in a daze, Zhao Li pulled Shi Wanbao down from the air and dodged the terrifying attack from the watchman. The night watchman's blood-red eyes looked at the two squirming on the ground disdainfully. He saw that Shi Wanbao had even thrown away his weapon. He only snorted coldly and ignored her.
The two blades didn't stop swinging, and Wang Jun, who was still within its attack range, was so afraid that he couldn't move. Just as they were about to collide, a silver shield blocked Wang Jun. Wen Pin, who was good at defense, was holding a sword in one hand and a shield in the other to block this terrifying attack. "Hurry up and leave! I can't block the second move!" At this moment, Wen Pin's mouth was constantly overflowing with blood as he forced himself to speak to Wang Jun.
"Oh?" The night watchman sighed meaningfully, and the more powerful hook halberd came attacking like an avalanche. The angle was just right for Wang Jun to block.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Looking at the halberd, Wang Jun didn't even think about struggling. He wailed and abandoned the weapon in his hand, desperately escaping to the back. "Stop!" The moment Wang Jun fled, Jing Wei, who had been so terrified that his legs had gone weak, rushed forward with his sword and roared. At this moment, Jing Wei's face was covered in tears. In the face of such fear, how much courage did he need to charge forward?
"Today, I won't kill you for the time being.”The night watchman spoke with such arrogance. But Jing Wei knew that he had the capital. With that, the night watchman rode the dark red warhorse and took off. "Phew!" As the mysterious night watchman left, Jing Wei and Wen Pin both heaved a sigh of relief.
When the two of them turned around to look, the warhorse of the watchman was about to land. And that direction was Wang Jun, who had escaped. "I! Life! The most hateful! A person who abandoned his companions and only cared about escaping!”The voice of this watchman shook the world. If there was really a Heavenly Emperor in this world, even the Heavenly Emperor would have to give in to him, right?
The night watchman had just landed when a blade and axe came whistling from both sides. The night watchman was sandwiched between the two of them. He raised his spear and halberd to block the attack. This time, Pang De and Xu Huang did not retreat. Instead, Pang De was on the right, while Xu Huang was on the left. They continued to bombard the watchmen with their weapons. Every time they collided, there would be an extremely strong airflow whistling in the surroundings. Even the soldiers who were close to them could not stand this power anymore and fainted on the ground. What was unbelievable was that even in the face of such a pincer attack, the mysterious person was still calm.
In the middle of the battle, Zhao Li silently walked behind the watchman. Seeing this, Wenpin endured the pain and tried to attract the watchman's attention. Jing Wei knew that he couldn't do anything at this moment. He couldn't help at all. He could only watch blankly. He could feel how weak he was…
After scheming for a long time, Zhao Li finally held his sword and flew up high. It was aimed straight at the back of the watchman's head. However, at the moment it approached, the watchman's entire body shook as if he had exploded with power, sending Pang De and Xu Huang, who had been stuck to the side for more than twenty rounds, flying away. Then, he stabbed the double-edged spear into the ground. His right hand was like a dragon claw as it reached behind his back and grabbed Zhao Li's throat.
Zhao Li was still struggling. He kicked his legs, but the pair of large hands were like shackles, and no matter how hard Zhao Li struggled, he was unable to break free in the slightest. The night watchman held Zhao Li in one hand and danced towards Xu Huang. Xu Huang naturally didn't dare to use his weapon to block, so he allowed the watchman to grab Zhao Li and attack him. He lay on the ground.
"Ah!" The brandishing Zhao Li then attacked Pang De. Although Pang De naturally did not use his weapon to block, he did not intend to surrender. Instead, he spread his arms and hugged Zhao Li, wanting to pull him down.
"Heh." Seeing Pang De's actions, the night watchman snorted coldly and released Zhao Li. Except, the current Zhao Li was already unconscious.
"You must be Pang De? Just based on your gaze and killing intent. You shouldn't be so weak!" The night watchman looked at Pang De with dignity and disdain. Then, he rode his horse towards the cage where Han Ci was locked up.
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