The people in Ansheng Palace are playing tricks on Chen Ke, and Chen Ke is also plotting against them. It depends on who has more means and who is stronger.
In Chen Ke's hand, there was only one ice talisman given by Wen Yu, but Chen Ke also had a dagger, which belonged to Gong Si. There is also a sword and a suit of armor.
Now, what Chen Ke has to do is to use these things to design against the people who are chasing Ansheng Palace in a favorable terrain.
"They are cultivators. With their power beyond mortals, they must not take me seriously. As long as I make good use of this, even if I can't kill them, I can still make them lose half their lives."
Chen Ke was thinking as he walked.
Practitioners always have a condescending mentality when facing mortals. Like Zhao Jiachu, like Gong Si, like the people from Ansheng Palace who sent the order to save Chen Ying.
Each of them is a proud and arrogant person, and Chen Ke feels that he can take advantage of their arrogance to unexpectedly attack the pursuers of An Sheng Palace.
No one in Ansheng Palace would have thought that Chen Ke was not an ordinary mortal and that he had the means to kill practitioners.
Chen Ke put the broken wood in his heart. This was his last resort to save his life. Chen Ke didn't discover the other uses of the broken wood, but Chen Ke discovered the only advantage of the broken wood. It was hard, too hard.
Not long after leaving, Chen Ke came to a deserted house.
The house is not small, with a radius of more than ten feet, at least as big as six courtyards of an ordinary house.
The door was closed and unlocked. Chen Ke opened the door and walked in. The yard was filled with wild leaves and withered grass all over the ground.
Chen Ke walked forward, walked through the yard, opened the door, and walked into the house.
There was an empty room in the house, and the furniture had already been taken away by the owner of the yard. Chen Ke walked around the yard carefully for a few times to become familiar with the terrain here.
He wanted to use this courtyard to fight a life-and-death battle with the people from Ansheng Palace who were chasing him.
Chen Ke held the blue ice talisman in his hand. The cool feeling kept Chen Ke awake and calm, waiting for the enemy's arrival.
The sky has turned completely dark. This deserted courtyard is on the edge of the capital. Three miles ahead, it is an area a hundred miles away from the capital.
The two people from Ansheng Palace who were chasing Chen Ke also followed up and quickly came to the gate of the deserted courtyard.
The red paper crane flapped its wings and stopped in front of the courtyard gate.
"Inside." The middle-aged man with a rough look said, "He didn't even run away!"
The thin man smiled and said, "Maybe they think we didn't show up and they don't care about us."
The middle-aged man with a rough expression turned cold: "Go, go in and take his life, then go back and deal with the adults."
"Don't be anxious, let's have some fun first." The thin man smiled, with a cold look in his eyes.
Playing tricks on an ordinary person, and then torturing him to let him know how terrifying a practitioner is, the thin man's whole body was filled with excitement when he thought of Chen Ke's despair in the face of death.
Opening the door, the two of them walked in.
"What's the use of a broken house? I'll go to the front yard and you go to the back yard to look for it." The thin man said.
The paper crane was too close to sense Chen Ke's position, or in other words, the whole courtyard was filled with Chen Ke's aura.
The middle-aged man with a rough expression walked towards the inner courtyard, saying as he walked: "Be careful, after all, Gong Si will die in his hands."
"I know, Gong Si can compare with me. He is obsessed with power and hugs Princess Jinde's thigh. I am practicing in the palace all year round!" The thin man smiled.
The door suddenly opened, and Chen Ke stood in the room.
"You are here." The thin man saw Chen Ke coming out with a mocking look in his eyes: "Did you feel afraid after hearing my conversation with Brother Liu and come out to die on your own initiative?"
"Yes, please spare my life." Chen Ke lowered his head and seemed to admit defeat.
"Very well, as long as you kneel down, I will forgive you." The thin man chuckled.
The middle-aged man with a rough expression heard the thin man's words and returned from the backyard.
Chen Ke lowered his head, with fear in his eyes, as if he was about to kneel down.
Suddenly, Chen Ke looked up at the thin middle-aged man and asked, "Can you stop the Taoist technique that killed Gong Si?"
"What?"
"Pfft!"
A transparent ice spike appeared in front of Chen Ke, suddenly turned into an afterimage, and shot towards the thin man. When the thin man saw the ice thorn, he reached out to block it, but the ice thorn was too fast and penetrated his palm directly and shot into his heart.
As soon as the middle-aged man with a rough expression came over, he saw that the thin man's body was carried out by ice thorns and hit the door. Blood spurted out from his heart and stained the withered grass on the ground red.
"presumptuous!"
The middle-aged man with a rough look threw a dagger from his hand and shot Chen Ke in the chest.
Chen Ke only felt a huge force coming through his clothes, then through a layer of armor, and finally hit the wood on his chest.
Chen Ke was also knocked to the ground by this force and did not get up.
"Old Ding, how are you?" The middle-aged man with a rough expression walked over and supported the thin man who was bleeding.
The thin man shook his head, exhaled a breath, and said weakly: "No way...he knows Taoism!"
When the middle-aged man with a rough look heard this, he was slightly shocked and looked into the room. Chen Ke fell to the ground and didn't seem to stand up. He had just been shot by him and was already dead?
"Old Liu, check if he is dead, don't let him escape..." the thin man said, already losing his breath.
Old Liu had a stern expression on his rough and arrogant face. He and Old Ding practiced together and were relatively close friends. However, Old Ding was killed like this, in front of him.
This Chen Ke really knows Taoism, but Princess Jinde didn't make it clear!
They believed that Gong Si's death was just a moment of carelessness, and that Gong Si didn't like to practice at all. He often wandered among the dignitaries of the court, and was killed by ordinary people. It was no accident.
But Lao Ding was killed, and Lao Liu couldn't bear it anymore.
"Boy, whether you are dead or not, I will cut off your head and pay tribute to Brother Ding!" Old Liu walked into the room with a fierce look in his eyes.
The cuff of his sleeve flickered, and a dagger appeared again. He took the broken sword and was about to stab Chen Ke in the neck.
"waiting for you."
Chen Ke opened his eyes suddenly, slapped the ground with one hand, and quickly stabbed out the dagger in the other hand.
"Pfft!"
Chen Ke's dagger pierced Lao Liu's chest. Lao Liu had a fierce look in his eyes. Regardless of the dagger's stabbing, he raised his dagger and slashed hard at Chen Ke's neck.
Upon seeing this, Chen Ke kicked him over. Lao Liu's body was kicked back for a while, but his dagger also scratched the left side of Chen Ke's stomach.
Blood flowed out immediately, staining Chen Ke's Qingyi red.
"Haha, boy, Gong Si and Lao Ding died in your hands. I really don't blame them. You are really treacherous and vicious." Old Liu had anger in his eyes, and he used his spiritual power to protect the wound.
It's just that Chen Ke's knife was too cruel and pierced his heart, making Lao Liu feel short of breath and the power in his body was slowly passing away.
He had to find a safe place to treat his injuries without getting entangled with this vicious boy.
Chen Ke also saw the state of Lao Liu. He just scratched his belly, and the blood was still flowing. Lao Liu was inserted into the heart. Chen Ke didn't believe how long Lao Liu could hold on!
Chen Ke tore off his clothes and tied them around his waist. He had a mocking smile on his face: "I have been sick when I was young. I often went to see the doctor. I heard the doctor say this: If the body's meridians lose blood for more than a quarter of an hour, , medicine and stone are difficult to cure.”
After hearing this, Lao Liu's pupils shrank slightly, and he seemed to understand what Chen Ke was going to do.
"I think you are really looking for death!"
Old Liu was holding a dagger in his hand, dripping with Chen Ke's blood. He felt that due to the damage to his heart, the movement of spiritual power in his body was also blocked.
But he could still use his spiritual power to shoot a sword again and kill Chen Ke. He also saw it just now. Chen Ke was wearing military armor with a dagger stuck in his chest. It was the breastplate that blocked his first attack.
This time, he won't hold back.
"We can keep in a stalemate, but do you think I still have the Taoist skills to kill that guy?"
Chen Ke smiled and took out a blue magic talisman from his cuff. He held the talisman in his hand: "As long as I hold it hard, an ice thorn will shoot at you again. You can leave, and we will act as if we have never met before." Get over each other.”
His heart was bleeding continuously. Although he had blocked most of it with his spiritual power, Lao Liu also felt that his feeling of powerlessness was gradually deepening.
"What a cruel boy, good at calculating. I promise you." Old Liu nodded.
The next moment, Lao Liu suddenly threw out the dagger in his hand.
Chen Ke also threw the long sword from his waist, and the long sword flew out in a circle, no slower than Lao Liu's dagger.
Lao Liu didn't care too much and quickly dodged the sword thrown by Chen Ke. The wound on his heart collapsed again because of his excessive force, and blood spurted out suddenly.
Lao Liu's dagger shot straight into Chen Ke's heart, and inserted it again along the same spot where the dagger was originally inserted.
Chen Ke fell straight to the ground, and the dagger and Lao Liu's dagger were inserted into Chen Ke's chest.
"Haha... you can still live!"
When Lao Liu saw Chen Ke falling down again, his face was filled with excitement and his smile became distorted.
But the blood in Lao Liu's heart flowed faster, and he felt a chill in his body. He covered his heart and sat down.
"Old Ding, I might not be able to survive." As he spoke, Old Liu once again used the remaining spiritual power in his body to protect the wound and prevent the heart wound from bleeding.
A quarter of an hour later, Lao Liu was unconscious, but the scar on his heart had been blocked by spiritual power, and the blood stopped flowing out.
The sound of footsteps came, and Lao Liu opened his eyes and looked over. He thought it was Lao Ding who had woken up.
Chen Ke had murderous intent on his face, like a wounded tiger cub, his bloodthirsty expression undisguised.
In the battle of life and death, all means must be used.
Chen Ke bent down and picked up his long sword, and walked towards Lao Liu.
"You're not dead..." Old Liu stood up and fought Chen Ke again.
"Congratulations, you got it!"
Chen Ke was faster, slashed with his long sword, and Lao Liu's head fell off.
Blood spurted out, and a smile appeared on Chen Ke's face.
