C857 I'm Still Alive

It took almost all of Du Qi's strength to roll under a short tree. At this moment, he couldn't even move a finger, so how could he have the strength to get up and escape? He could only lie on the ground like a dead man, feeling the people around him. He couldn't help but feel frightened.

Fortunately, those people only rushed forward in a hurry and threw themselves into the battlefield, wanting to make a name for themselves. No one had actually hurt him, but even so... Du Qi's heart was still tightly clenched. Whether it was the Strong Song Association or the people of Hundred Flower Palace who won the battle, it was still difficult for him to relax. It was inevitable that he would die in the end.

Under the current situation, he would be able to obtain peace at this moment. Du Qi was also greatly relieved. In order to protect his life, the only thing he could do now was to make the best use of his time to treat his injuries. Unfortunately, he could not use the power of the medicinal pill to heal his injuries and restore his True Yuan. Apart from being annoyed at Woo Jifeng, Du Qi could only sigh in sorrow.

Just as Du Qi was about to condense his remaining true essence to treat his injuries, his heart suddenly moved, and then he felt a chill in his heart. "The heavens really want me dead!"

It turned out that those few people from the Morality Gang had slowly surrounded him. Now, even though it was a child who had arrived. If they wanted to harm Du Qi, Du Qi would not be able to resist them. Furthermore, there were nearly ten martial arts experts who wanted to kill him. How could this not cause Du Qi to secretly sigh and feel a chill in his heart?

Those few disciples of the Morality Gang quietly approached Du Qi. They saw that the people from the Hundred Flower Palace and the Strong Song Association were engaged in a fierce battle. No one noticed or cared about them. Du Qi was lying there motionlessly. He stared at them with a calm expression. He knew that Du Qi was seriously injured and couldn't move. They could not help but rejoice, but no one took the initiative to attack. They lingered for a long time. Only then did a man in his thirties muster up the courage to raise the sword in his hand and thrust it at Du Qi.

As soon as the man attacked, a shout suddenly sounded, "How dare you!"

The old woman from Hundred Flower Palace had the upper hand in a one versus two battle. It was only a matter of time before she could defeat her opponent. In this remote place, she didn't have to worry about people coming to help her, so she wasn't in a hurry. She only attacked when she saw the moves, and at the same time, she paid attention to the situation inside and outside the battlefield. The actions of the few disciples of the Morality Gang had long been noticed by her.

The old woman didn't hesitate to fight with the disciples of the Strong Song Association, because she wanted to kill Du Qi with her own hands. Naturally, she wouldn't let the disciples of the Morality Gang benefit from it. Therefore, when that expert from the Morality Gang really attacked... She roared out loudly, and with a wave of her palms, she pushed away the Wong Shoujie and the man in his thirties who were fighting with her with all her strength. She turned around, and with a wave of her palms, she sent the sword wielding expert of the Morality Gang flying. She threw him far away and threw him to the ground. She threw her other palm at Du Qi, who couldn't move at all.

Before the old woman's palm, which was full of inner strength, could hit him, it was only a strong wind that hit his body. Du Qi was hit and could not help but fly up, blowing away countless branches of grass. He hit three trees in a row before he fell into a ten zhang tall mud pit.

Du Qi, who was already heavily injured, felt his whole body shake when he received such a heavy blow. He felt as if his entire body had been cut by a sharp knife. It was as if all of his bones had been shattered. His fleshly body had been destroyed, and his internal organs had shifted. He couldn't help but cough up five or six mouthfuls of blood. Du Qi couldn't help but wonder, "Why am I still alive?"

When the rest of the Morality Gang disciples saw that their most skilled companion had been sent flying with a single palm strike, they didn't dare to have any thoughts of killing Du Qi. They did not dare to fight with the person who killed their companion. In a panic, they scattered and disappeared without a trace.

Wong Shoujie was the Altar Master of the Strong Song Association, so his martial arts was naturally not weak. He was also proud of this. Who knew that he would be suppressed and beaten by an old lady who came from an unknown background? He naturally felt aggrieved in his heart. He knew that if the situation continued like this... He and his companions would definitely be defeated and die.

Wong Shoujie naturally found this outcome difficult to accept, but he was powerless to change the current situation. He could not help but feel ruthless in his heart: while he still had some strength left, he wanted to give that old hag a slap even if he had to take a hit from that old hag. Even if he lost immediately, it was worth it.

Just as he was secretly accumulating strength, he suddenly saw that the old hag's attack was even more fierce and fierce. He thought that the old woman had realized that he was trying to gain the upper hand by making the first move. Wong Shoujie could not help but be shocked. He was forced to take a few steps back. Who knew that the old woman would abandon him and the man in his thirties? He turned around and pounced towards the place where Du Qi was lying. Wong Shoujie thought that the old hag wanted to kill Du Qi first. How could he let it go? Thus, he took a few steps back and gathered his inner strength. Like an arrow, he shot towards the old woman.

The old woman finally got what she wanted and sent Du Qi flying. She couldn't help but feel happy in her heart. Just as she was about to follow him to check whether Du Qi was dead or alive, she suddenly felt a surge of energy behind her. She knew that there was an enemy attacking her, so she immediately turned around to face it.

Ever since he fought with the old hag, Wong Shoujie had finally obtained this fleeting opportunity. Naturally, he wouldn't let the old hag easily stop him.

Wong Shoujie had already planned to only attack and not defend this time. When the arrow reached the old woman, Wong Shoujie pushed away the old woman's palms with his left palm with all his strength. His right palm pushed forward with great speed and fiercely struck the old woman's chest.

The old hag had just turned around when she was struck by Wong Shoujie's palm. The powerful force caused the blood and Qi in her body to surge violently. She could not help but take five or six steps back before she could barely stabilize her body.

It was obvious that victory was in his hands, but in order to prevent others from killing Du Qi first, the wife felt wronged and blamed herself for being careless when she was hit by the enemy. She knew that if she continued to fight with Wong Shoujie, it would be difficult for her to get a good end, but she was not willing to give up. As she retreated, she could not help but shout angrily, "How dare you!"

In the midst of her shout, the old woman steeled her heart. Without waiting for her body to stabilize, she raised both of her palms and threw herself at Wong Shoujie, who was following her.

When Wong Shoujie saw the result of the attack, he was overjoyed and did not dare to be neglectful. He hurriedly gathered his courage and chased after her.

The man in his thirties reacted slightly slower than Wong Shoujie. When he came back to his senses, Wong Shoujie had pushed the old woman back. He hurriedly waved his sword and followed Wong Shoujie to pounce on the old woman.

The three of them fought again, but the situation had turned around. The old woman had been hit by Wong Shoujie's palm, and although her injuries were not serious, however, her movements were slow, and her skill was also greatly reduced. As for Wong Shoujie and the man in his thirties, they became more and more courageous as they fought. Not long after... Wang Shou struck the old woman's shoulder with his palm again.

While the old woman was slightly distracted by the attack, the man in his thirties suddenly unleashed his power. The sword in his hand flashed with a cold light and shot into the old woman's chest like a bolt of lightning. Then he kicked the old woman several dozen feet away. She fell into the distant forest.

This time, the old woman's martial arts were the highest among the people of Hundred Flower Palace. Once she lost, the people of Hundred Flower Palace would only be left with the chance to take a beating. In just a few moments, more than ten people of Hundred Flower Palace were killed.

The martial arts of the people of Strong Song Association were respected by Wong Shoujie. Previously, when he and the man in his thirties were entangled by the old woman, the people of Strong Song Association had suffered a lot of casualties. Although they had already won the battle, there were only four of them, and all of them were injured. Even Wong Shoujie was severely injured.