Chapter 897: Chapter 294: Ninth Grade Doomsday, Death of Bao Mountain Court
As Zhao Qian’en returned, an ominous feeling surged in Bao Mountain Court’s heart.
After all, he was a dignified Ninth Grade, to have come this far, he’s not a fool.
Why did Mu Jingliang spare no expense to injure me?
Why did those two Ninth Grades exhaust every means to betray me?
Coincidence?
Absolutely not.
They intend to kill him.
After some analysis, Bao Mountain Court was scared to the bone.
Yes!
Mu Jingliang’s initial target was to slay him.
They must have known in advance about Zhao Qian’en’s breakthrough, which is why they’re depleting him endlessly.
And he was kept in the dark.
Indeed.
This beast Zhao Qian’en came charging at him.
Is there even a need to explain his malicious intent?
Escape!
Bao Mountain Court wasn’t foolish.
To have reached this extent, was he to stay put and die?
Boom!
Bao Mountain Court’s body turned, transforming into a bolt of lightning, heading directly towards Cang Ji without hesitation.
As long as he could get close to Cang Ji, he might find a way for him to take the damage.
Rumble! Rumble!
Rumble! Rumble!
Due to Bao Mountain Court’s rapid speed, the air was shattered layer by layer along the way, producing sharp sonic booms like thunder exploding between heaven and earth.
"Hmph, Bao Mountain Court, you think it’s not too late to escape now?"
Before Bao Mountain Court could even cross the boundary between the two armies, a pitch-black net suddenly appeared in front of him.
At this moment, Mo Qizheng’s cold laughter echoed in the air.
Bao Mountain Court wanted to dodge the net, but it was too late.
He had planned to escape at all costs previously and hadn’t realized the interception en route; now he was a bit caught off guard.
This net was silent, without any Qi Blood fluctuations!
"Damn it!"
Bao Mountain Court cursed angrily.
Then, he was ensnared by the net, which connected to a very thick line on the other end.
Mo Qizheng grasped that line, and Bao Mountain Court could only struggle in the air.
At this moment, he was like a big frog caught in a fisherman’s net, helplessly struggling, unable to escape.
Rumble! Rumble!
Rumble! Rumble!
Bao Mountain Court’s Ninth Grade Qi Blood burst out like a helicopter dropping bombs, creating terrifying giant craters on the ground.
"Damn it, Mu Jingliang, you’re despicable and shameless, dare to duel one-on-one, what kind of skill is this!"
Bao Mountain Court was so anxious that cold sweat dripped down his body.
What kind of cursed demonic artifact is this, why can’t his Ninth Grade Qi Blood break free?
Mu Jingliang and the others have made up their minds to kill him this time.
"Are you two just watching the show over there?"
Subsequently, Bao Mountain Court cursed towards the Steel Bone Race and another Ninth Grade.
They’re simply two idiots.
Couldn’t they see Mu Jingliang’s murderous blow had already arrived, yet they were still frozen?
They’re just useless teammates.
Completely useless teammates.
Indeed!
Mu Jingliang, Bai Hui Sect, and Mo Qizheng had long reached a tacit understanding.
They simultaneously struck towards Bao Mountain Court’s heart, this time, each of them was burning heart’s blood, paying no regard to any cost.
Zhao Qian’en also blasted out his strongest move from another tricky angle.
After three seconds, Bao Mountain Court would surely die.
A Ninth Grade’s speed might not be this slow, but Bao Mountain Court wasn’t foolish, he knew to exhaust all his strength to create a buffer zone.
Though he couldn’t block four Ninth Grades’ assault, he could at least delay the impact to give himself a chance to survive.
The alien Ninth Grade isn’t completely dead.
He still has the final rescuer... Cang Ji!
"Hmph, relying on those two beasts, you’re overthinking it.
"Your restraint domain also restricts your ally’s rescue, and the Steel Bone Race’s speed is a joke!"
Mu Jingliang sneered.
The Steel Bone Race couldn’t rescue in time, and though the other Ninth Grade was adept at speed, if he came, it would also spell his doom.
Moreover, that Ninth Grade was too cautious, pretending to be mad, unwilling to suffer any loss.
Mu Jingliang had long anticipated the personalities of the two Ninth Grades.
"Cang Ji, quickly come to block this move for me!"
Bao Mountain Court struggled madly against the net.
Then, he shouted towards Cang Ji in the distance.
At this point, he could only rely on Cang Ji to save his life.
Cang Ji was the strongest Ninth Grade; his robust physique ensured he wouldn’t be slain even if he took this hit for him.
This damned net, he still needed dozens of seconds to shatter it.
"Each more foolish than the last!"
Cang Ji’s hand was restrained by Lin Dongqi; he was originally troubled about how to break free from the confinement.
But Bao Mountain Court was also in peril.
Cang Ji was intensely frustrated.
He had no choice but to help.
Bao Mountain Court was the reinforcement he invited; if he didn’t save him when he was in crisis, he wouldn’t be able to face himself later.
Moreover, the Blood Boiling Race pinnacle from the Eight Races Sacred Land would surely come for trouble.
Bao Mountain Court couldn’t die.
With the thought set, Cang Ji dragged Lin Dongqi’s corpse that wasn’t entirely dead yet, charging towards Bao Mountain Court and the others.
Cang Ji’s hand was restrained, rendering him unable to deploy combat techniques.
Of course, yet he could sacrifice himself, taking the combined strike from Mu Jingliang and the others for Bao Mountain Court.
Though he would be injured, keeping Bao Mountain Court alive was paramount.
Cang Ji was also driven mad by frustration.
What kind of battle is this, clear advantage from the start, why has it turned out so challenging?
The home was raided.
The wife was slain.
Useless teammates everywhere.
A bunch of beasts, couldn’t carry them!
"Hehehe... Cang Ji, you really thought I died?
"This life of mine isn’t so worthless, I’ll ensure you’re unable to use Qi Blood for three months, even if I die, I won’t let you wreak havoc on the Divine Land’s territory!"
