C5

For the first time, Han Wenyi felt that this young man's aura was exceptionally sharp. It actually made him feel as if his entire body had gone cold. It wasn't strange for Baja to exude this kind of aura. From his appearance, one could tell that he was a warrior who had experienced hundreds of battles. It was strange that a young man with a frail body like Zhao Zhiqiu was like this as well. What Han Wenyue did not know was that the two of them were emitting a so-called killing intent. Behind him, Kevin and the other soldiers who were struggling on the brink of death could be clearly identified, and as for him, if it wasn't because he had a certain level of martial arts cultivation in Z Country and was much more sensitive than most people, he might not even be able to feel it.

Once again, the scene fell into silence. The atmosphere became tense, causing Han Wenyue to become anxious. After all, from the other party's identity, they were on the same side of the battlefield. If they were to clash, then the rest of the journey wouldn't be as smooth. He took two quick steps forward and was about to speak when Jack appeared from behind.

Everyone's attention was focused on Zhao Zhiqiu and Baha, so no one noticed when the strange looking Jack appeared in front of them. This guy belonged to the type that only feared the chaos in the world, so he quickly shouted before Han Wenyue could open her mouth: "Hey! That Baja, do you have a Divine Lamp? "

Baja was stunned, he was surprised that this playful black carbon-like fella in front of him said such senseless words. In that moment, he realized that he had gone a bit overboard. If there was a conflict, it would be of no benefit to either side. He frowned and replied, "Of course not."

"Heh heh." Jack laughed strangely, "Then, could your brain be damaged? Just based on these few people, a few unearthed cultural relics, you want to talk about martial arts with us? " As he spoke, he waved the automatic rifle in his hand.

Han Wenyue was now extremely regretful. Why didn't he kick this dark guy to death before? The situation was already tense, but these words from him were adding fuel to the fire.

Unexpectedly, Baja wasn't angry. He and the people behind him laughed as if they had heard the funniest joke, and some of them even made weird noises, a match for Jack.

Jack stared, one hand still holding the gun, comically. Actually, it wasn't just him, the others also felt that this group of people had gone crazy. Looks like what Jack had just said wasn't without reason.

After a round of laughter, Bach stared at Jack and said, "It seems like Ali Mohan did not tell you, after entering the Holy Land's territory, your broken spears are only considered scrap metal. Of course, if you don't believe me, you can try to shoot me. "

This sentence was heard by everyone who heard it. Ben looked over his shoulder at Ari Mohan and saw him flinch, almost sprawled on the floor. It suddenly occurred to Ben that Arimohan had indeed mentioned this to him, but he had always thought that ancient lies designed to maintain mystery were used to frighten the natives.

Jack slapped his forehead and walked forward to point the gun at Baja. Han Wenyue hurriedly stopped them. Regarding the so-called holy land, Han Wenyue didn't know much about it. He also had some doubts towards Baha's words, if Jack really shot, then things really wouldn't end well.

Jack turned his head to look at Han Wenyue. In reality, from the bottom of his heart, he no longer looked down on this young man, but when Tiger and the others described what had happened, he was completely convinced that Han Wenyue was a stubborn person. But now, he was completely on Han Wenyue's side. Seeing Han Wenyue slowly shake her head, Jack shrugged and put the gun down.

Han Wenyue didn't expect Jack to be so obedient. She was stunned for a moment before she said to Baha, "Mr. Baha, I think, can we talk?"

Ba Ha laughed and waved his hand, "There's nothing to talk about. Mister Han, here, we only rely on strength to speak. Of course, I'm referring to individual strength, without using mechanical weapons, do you understand?"

Han Wenyi opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, Jack interrupted her: "Do you dare to bet? Let's have a contest. Three rounds and two wins are enough. You guys are not my match even if I don't use a gun! " This guy was already used to causing trouble. In addition to Han Wenyue and Taigel, he was also very confident in his fighting techniques. He reckoned that he wouldn't be able to beat Han Wenyue and the others, so bullying the natives wouldn't be a problem.

Baja laughed, "Good, this idea is not bad. The people behind me are all brave warriors of the Arab world. If you lose, you can go back. If we lose, I'll let you go. How about it?"

Jack still wanted to say something. This time, Han Wenyue was the first to say it. He knew that this guy didn't care about words, but this guy's idea wasn't too bad. "All right, Mr. Bach, that's settled."

"Then, who wants to go first?" Baja's face was full of smiles. It could be seen that he was very confident in his subordinates.

"Of course it's me!" Jack shouted. Han Wenyue bitterly smiled. This fellow was not an ordinary person who liked to fight. Thankfully, there were two more rounds left. He was confident that he could win this round. Kevin and Zhao Zhiqiu should also be good candidates.

Baja waved his hand and a burly man behind him dismounted from his horse and walked up to Jack. Baja spoke some words in an unknown language, but no one could understand what he was saying.

Han Wenyue also whispered to Jack, "Be careful not to injure him. Try your best not to let this matter end badly."

Jack said confidently, "Don't worry, at most I'll kick his Arab ass. I promise I won't hurt him." As long as this guy had a fight, he would be very happy.

At this moment, Kevin and the others had surrounded them from the back, but they were still holding their guns. Baha did not care and just sat on the ground with his subordinates. Ben and Ali Mohan stood at the back.

Zhao Zhiqiu was the weirdest. It was as if this matter had nothing to do with him. He raised his head to look at the moon and suddenly said, "Tonight, the moon is really bright."

Han Wenyue was stunned and couldn't help but look up. Indeed, tonight's moon was unusually large and round, and the miasma was very dense. Since ancient times, the moon had been a dark place, and the full moon had been full. The moon had been full and the vampiric moon had been round and round, and tonight, the moon was unusually large and full, and the miasma was very dark. He had studied the Dao for so many years, but he had never felt such a heavy wave of yin qi tonight. Han Wenyue could not help but blame herself.

The competition in the circle had already begun, the mercenaries behind her were cheering loudly. Han Wenyue regained her senses and began to pay attention to the situation on the field. Jack's opponent was very cumbersome. His burly body pounced left and right like a bear. In comparison, Jack's movements were abnormally nimble. As he dodged and retaliated, his opponent roared again and again in anger, but there was nothing he could do.

Baha's expression turned increasingly unsightly. This subordinate of his was incomparably strong, but his brain was unable to function properly as he was toyed around by the other party. In fact, he didn't realize that his men had no systematic combat training at all. With just their massive bodies and strength, they couldn't even display their full strength in front of the battle-hardened Jack. If they were to compete in sabresmanship, they might even be able to win in a fight, after all, sabresmanship was still very famous in the Arab world.

In just a few minutes, Jack had already made his opponent suffer. The Arab's turban had fallen off, his left cheek had swelled up, his right eye was completely black, and his buttocks had been kicked and his pants were wrinkled. He opened his arms and panted heavily. It seemed that he could not even roar anymore.

Once again, Jack displayed his talent for acting, blowing kisses and bowing to the onlookers as if he were a gentleman. When the opponent rushed forward, he nimbly moved to the side and then used his foot to accurately kick the opponent's butt.

The mercenaries whistled loudly. Even Kevin's lips curled up slightly as he revealed a rare smile.

The two of them separated again. Jack's opponent stood 4 meters away from him with his arms spread wide, looking like he wanted to devour him. Jack smiled mockingly.

Baha frowned and raised his right hand. Although he was somewhat unwilling, he was planning to end this one-sided battle. At that moment, a sharp pain in his head prevented his raised hand from being lowered. It was as if tens of thousands of needles were stabbing into his brain, causing pain from the inside to spread outwards. Baque held his head in his hands, unable to make a sound.

"There's a problem." Zhao Zhiqiu suddenly said.

Problem? Han Wenyue followed Zhao Zhiqiu's gaze with a puzzled look. The situation in front of him had shocked him. The thirty people in front of him were all holding their heads and struggling, a few of them even let out shrill cries of pain that was practically impossible for a human. Including the man who was fighting with Jack, green flames seemed to be pulsing on the foreheads of about a dozen people.

Jack also clearly felt that something was wrong. He did not have Han Wenyue's mana, so he was unable to see the green flame between his opponent's eyebrows. But his battle-hardened experience made him extremely sensitive to the impending danger.

An Arab warrior with a green light between his eyebrows drew his scimitar and cut the horse next to him in half. The rest of the horses whinnied and ran into the desert.

The mercenaries clearly had not realized what was happening. Although they felt a sense of danger, no one dared to shoot without Kevin's command.

Han Wenyue could clearly see the flashing red light from the Arab's eyes. At this moment, the green fire on Jack's opponent's forehead stopped pulsing. Han Wenyue suddenly woke up and shouted, "It's the Soul Symbol! Jack, quickly retreat!"

Jack had obviously heard Han Wenyue's shout. Unfortunately, Han Wenyue's voice was Chinese. Jack could only understand his own name! Just as Han Wenyue finished speaking, the Arab suddenly pulled out the scimitar on his waist and jumped forward. With lightning speed, he chopped forward. His speed was so fast that it made people speechless! In his shock, Jack chose to pull out his gun. With his excessive reliance on modern weapons, fighting at such a distance would cost him his life.

Han Wenyue's intestines turned green with regret. He had actually been careless enough to have a curse cast on him right under his nose. He flew forward recklessly, knowing that in order to make it convenient for the fight just now, the distance between him and Jack had been close to ten meters. Even if he were to raise his strength and leap ten meters forward, Jack would probably have been hacked into two halves long ago. He did not notice that Zhao Zhiqiu had disappeared without a trace at some point in time.

When Jack touched the butt of the gun hanging at his waist, the knife had already reached a foot above his left shoulder. Jack had never thought that he would die in such an inexplicable situation. The shiny blade was like a slow lens slashing at his left shoulder, yet he could not dodge at all. "We're dead for sure!" That was all Jack could think of. Unexpectedly, the sight before him blurred, and an excruciating pain immediately followed. His body immediately flew backward.

Zhao Zhiqiu suddenly appeared between Jack and his opponent. With a wave of his right hand, the katana was unsheathed and blocked the incoming machete. At the same time, he kicked out with his left leg, kicking Jack out. It was actually the most common White Crane Brightwing Technique that he had used in the modified style of the State of Z. Following that, another kick sent the Arab man, who weighed over a hundred kilograms, flying five to six meters away.

These actions of raising a sparrow took about 2 seconds. Only when Jack landed did the sound of Kevin ordering to shoot rang out. It was only at the end that the sound of the trigger being pulled could be heard. Unfortunately, as Baja had said in advance, not even one shot had been fired.

Everyone froze on the spot, and Kevin ordered with a frown, "Everyone retreat and protect Mr. Omores!" As a commander, he understood that he had to complete the mission no matter how harsh the situation was. And now there was no time to consider the truth of Baja's words.

Han Wenyue and Zhao Zhiqiu stood side by side, looking at the more than twenty Arab warriors approaching like beasts. In the distance, seven or eight Arabs, including Baja, were still holding their hair and screaming.

Soul Summoning Talisman, formerly known as Soul Controlling Talisman. It is a type of Taoist spell in the Z Nation. Originally used by a small number of Taoists to motivate imps (not five spirits to carry magic). He modified the Soul Controlling Talisman in its original foundation, creating a Soul Controlling Talisman. The controlled person was loyal to the person who cast the spell, and was able to display all of their potential, making them extremely powerful. Moreover, once the talisman was put into effect, there was almost no way to save them. The one who was struck by the talisman either burnt his life to death or turned into an idiot, and since it was called the Soul Controlling Talisman, as its name implied, it was a technique that controlled the soul and caused great damage to the brain. A few people could rely on their strong willpower to resist the power of the Soul Controlling Talisman, but in the face of the tyrannical Soul Forging Talisman, if they could not find a way to save the talisman as soon as possible, being controlled was only a matter of time.

Very quickly, Li Heng found out that although the power of the rune was great, the danger was also great. After losing dozens of people in a row, just as Li Heng was about to give up and give up in despair, he was already wanted by both the Buddhist Sect and the Buddhist Sect. At that time, it was a chaotic time, and the sects of the martial world and religion were one and the same. The Buddhist Martial Arts and Forest Sects led by Shaolin were all gathered in Li Heng's temple, and the reason was because a few disciples had died due to Li Heng's talismans. One must know, Dao arts and techniques were not allowed on ordinary people. Some of these techniques were even used on mortals that were 9 out of 10 times, and Li Heng's fanatical pursuit of Dao arts made him completely unaware that he had violated the taboo of cultivators. Li Heng's Master, Master Micro-Master, was a martial arts friend, but he was also a very protective person. He placed all his hopes on Li Heng to promote his sect's Tao techniques. The two sides fought back and forth, and the result was: Adept Jing was killed by the palm of the Karakorum sect leader, He Ziyu, who had reached the level of martial arts at that time. Actually, the difference in martial arts between the two of them wasn't that great. If they were to fight with their full strength, it would only be death. No one would want to see this kind of thing happen. Li Heng was an orphan who had been adopted by Sage Micro as a child. The two of them were called master and disciple, but in reality, they were like father and son. Soul talismans were actually used on individuals, because controlling the souls of living people consumed a great amount of mana. Unless one had an extremely high cultivation level, otherwise, the user would die from excessive consumption of mana, but who would have known that Li Heng's attack at that time would succeed and each major sect would have dozens of people controlled by the Soul Controlling Spell. It was only a few years later that the Buddhist and Buddhist sects would jointly give an explanation. There was a thin line between gods and demons. If a cultivator was unable to control their inner demons, they had a very high chance of cultivating it to become a demon.

Although many people at the time did not think much of this explanation, but what happened afterwards was enough to prove everything. Li Heng controlled dozens of experts from various sects with one strike, and these people originally had extraordinary martial arts skills, but after being struck by the curse they were fearless of death, and they were extremely powerful. Although a few cultivators from the buddhist way had saved a few people, but many of the cultivators with weak wills or evil thoughts were immediately hit with the curse. Li Heng had even sworn a venomous oath on the spot that everyone present would pay with blood, and then calmly left under the escort of a few experts. There were thousands of experts from various sects who were unable to do anything.

Over the next year, blood rained down like rain in the martial arts world. All the large sects received their revenge from Li Heng, and either their young disciples were killed or their experts suddenly killed themselves after manically slaughtering dozens of people. There were also some disciples that went berserk after returning to the stronghold, and the Dian Cang Sect's Sect Leader was killed by several disciples that went berserk at the same time. Fortunately, after receiving the news, the various sects had strengthened their protection measures, so similar things didn't happen again.

This time, they wanted to kill Li Heng regardless of the loss. Unfortunately, every time someone discovered Li Heng's trace and signal, they would rush over only to find a bunch of corpses, except for Li Heng. At this time, the few great evil sects were trying their best to rope Li Heng in, but they couldn't find a trace of him.

When the Emei sect was trying to save a disciple who had been struck by a talisman, they discovered that as long as the talisman's characteristic, namely the green flame that was pulsing between their eyebrows did not become a talisman, as long as the most ordinary Talisman used to guard the house or drive away wild ghosts, the Water Talisman would be able to save the person that had been struck by the talisman. Even if the person had already acted, they could still stop him from doing so, but there was nothing they could do, they could only let him become an idiot.

At this moment, the disciples of the Buddhist Sect were in an uproar because no matter how high their martial arts were, they were unable to see the green flame between the eyebrows of those who had been struck by the talisman. Not long after, each of the large sects had a few monks or Taoists, while the small sects were trying their best to recruit some people with magic power. Some of them even invited the host of the nearby temple or so-called 'Heavenly Master' of the small Taoist temple to serve them good daily meals and good tea.

The pursuit of Li Heng began once again. The experts from the various sects that came prepared severely injured Li Heng, but he managed to escape. Although he was unwilling, there was nothing he could do. He could only speed up his search to find Li Heng.

After finding out that Li Heng had gone missing half a year later, the severely injured Li Heng was once again saved by an interested prince. After that, because of the struggle for power, many strange assassinations occurred in the palace, and the revenge against the various large sects also began once again. However, at this time, Li Heng's backer was a prince who was far stronger than all the others. The martial forces could only grit their teeth as they tried to strengthen their defenses. Fortunately, some methods to save him had a much smaller loss than before.

Li Heng's ending came from the rumors in the palace. It was said that in the previously cloudless weather, there was a sudden gust of wind, lightning, and thunder, and a pillar of lightning directly struck a quiet room in the backyard of the prince's mansion, and this quiet room, which originally held a Daoist, also disappeared with the lightning. The entire backyard was completely destroyed, and apart from the disappearance of the Daoist, there was no one else who was injured in the mansion, not even the cat who was raised by the prince mansion was injured. As for Li Heng's identity, it also changed again and again. Some people speculated that he had ascended into the Immortal Realm, and some said that the thousand year old demon fox had been struck by lightning, but like most of the other topics, after people started paying attention to it, it was gradually being forgotten.

The only people from the big sects who knew about it were able to confirm that Li Heng had indeed disappeared along with that bolt of lightning. The fact that the martial arts world had calmed down again proved this point. This also proved that what the Buddhist Sect and the Buddhist Sect said about Li Heng becoming a demon was true. After all, no matter how many evil deeds mortals did, they would only be punished by the heavens.

However, this martial arts tribulation that had lasted less than two years had caused all the sects and clans to suffer. There were even some gangs that had lost all their old disciples and refused to accept it. Because of this, this matter eventually became a secret shared by both the Buddhist Sect and the Buddhist Sect. The various great sects also did not talk about this matter, only a few evil sects tried to study Li Heng's Soul Refining Talisman, but did not allow him in.

The outside world was not known, and there was no way of finding out. The various large sects did not receive any more retaliation, and in order to protect their newly developed disciples, they turned a blind eye. But in reality, Li Heng's exclusive talisman charms had already spread out. Only in the Song Dynasty did the Soul Suppressing Talisman appear. As long as one wore it, they could resist the invasion of the Soul Controlling Talisman, but that was only limited to resisting. Once the Soul Controlling Talisman activated, it was still unsolvable. As time passed, the number of Soul Symbols that appeared became fewer and fewer. Everyone gradually forgot about all of this.

Han Wenyue had a strange and unknown experience, and knew a bit about it. Otherwise, he wouldn't have known what to do right now.

The situation became more and more tense as more than twenty Arab warriors approached with red glows in their eyes. Han Wenyue stole a glance at the expressionless Zhao Zhiqiu and thought to herself, This young man is indeed not an ordinary person.

The sound of triggers being pulled could be heard behind the two of them. This time, the mercenaries were really dumbfounded. Even their pistols had lost their effect. Those who had reacted quickly drew their military knives. After that, almost everyone followed suit. Some held automatic rifles as well. Under these circumstances, guns could only be used as sticks. The quick-witted Jack touched the grenade hanging on his waist, but he did not dare to throw it out. It was simple, if the grenade failed again, he did not know what to do, maybe staying by his side was better.

Han Wenyue whispered to Zhao Zhiqiu, "Can you hold on for a bit longer? I'll save the people in the distance first. Otherwise, things will get worse."

Zhao Zhiqiu nodded. By this time, more than twenty Arab warriors had already reached a distance of about five meters away from them. The three people walking in front all rushed forward at almost the same time, the scimitars in their hands fiercely hacking down! He had been a bystander and hadn't felt anything, but now that they were face-to-face, he realized how shockingly fast the three snow-white scimitars were slashing at different angles at the same time!

Han Wenyue's feet abruptly stopped, and her figure leaped up from the blade light. She then rushed towards the direction where Ba Ha and the others were still crying out in pain.