Chapter 12: Seeking Recommendations by Deception

  "River is rising, run quickly!"

  "Jiang Cheng, hurry and leave, don't mind us, tell Grandfather about this!"

  Seeing Cheng Enjing's fourfold soul martial artist Hei Hu pounce on Jiang Cheng, Yang Ze and Shi Dali let out a loud roar, their eyes wide with excitement.

  Even if there is a gap among the top three martial artists in the Chi'en Boundary, it's only a physical disparity. However, when their cultivation breaks through to the fourth level of the Chi'en Boundary, soul warriors can open up their spiritual sea and condense their spiritual energy.

  Spiritual power is enormous, used for attack, comparable to a knife, used for defense, comparable to armor, extremely sharp, if combined with combat soul skills, combat power will be even more fierce.

  Perhaps a Double Soul Warrior in the Xiang'en Realm can defeat a Triple Soul Warrior in the same realm, but they will never be a match for a Quadruple Soul Warrior in the Xiang'en Realm.

  Jiang Cheng also knew this point.

  So, Jiang Cheng didn't move, his eyes fixed intently on the black tiger that had almost pounced on him like a residual shadow. The image of Xue Yang's Blood Tooth suddenly flashed in his mind, and in an instant, Jiang Cheng's entire body was filled with strength.

  Since we can't win in a normal situation, we can only stake our lives against theirs.

  "Little one, to die at the hands of us Black Tigers is your honor!" Black Tiger's right hand spear flashed, densely covered with pale red spiritual energy, in a tiger claw-like manner, and struck towards Jiang Cheng's neck like lightning.

  Jiang Cheng suddenly shifted his body and raised his left shoulder, sending it straight up. The bright red light of the knife suddenly rose from below.

  Hei Hu smiled slyly, his left hand shot out like lightning, pinching towards the knife light that Jiang Cheng had slashed out, while his right hand had already fiercely grabbed onto Jiang Cheng's left shoulder!

  The tiger leaning against the big tree on one side, watching this scene, slightly curled up the corner of his mouth and spat out the wild grass in his mouth: "With Jiang Cheng's head here, ten carts of grain are at hand, worth..."

  The tiger was about to speak when Black Tiger suddenly reached out with his right hand and grabbed Jiang Cheng's left shoulder, making a sound like the crack of a whip.

  Jiang Cheng's left shoulder had a patch of Blood Tooth Pig King skin that was as hard as tempered steel.

  The next moment, the black tiger's right hand flew out of thin air, blood splattered everywhere, and the black tiger let out a mournful cry as the bright red blade light flashed from bottom to top, disemboweling it.

  At the moment when fresh blood and internal organs spurted out together, everyone's face turned pale at the same time, and they were stunned on the spot.

  Jiang Cheng endured the surging nausea and the severe pain in his left shoulder, dashing towards the other two Tiger Clan hunters like lightning.

  In these five years, Jiang Cheng had also killed people and seen blood in the mountains, but it was his first time directly tearing someone's belly open like today.

  "Red String Blade, it's Ah Gong's sacrificial blade Red String Blade!" Shi Dali finally noticed the sharp tool in Jiang Cheng's hand and let out a joyful roar. Although he wasn't a Soul Warrior, he was very clear that an ordinary hunting knife couldn't possibly cut off the black tiger's paw covered in spiritual energy.

  As a Soul Warrior, Yang Ze was stunned and exclaimed: "What an incredibly powerful force! Having just reached the Second Stage of the Qi Refining Realm, he already possesses such immense power?"

  As a Soul Warrior, Yang Ze understood that the Black Tiger with spiritual power was not something that could be easily injured just because one possessed a Red String Blade.

  It wasn't until then that Hu Xiangshan reacted: "War Soul Device, how could the Ge Shan tribe give their only yellow lower-grade War Soul Device to this kid? Is Old Man Lin E crazy?"

  Taking advantage of the Tiger Tribe's shock, Jiang Cheng flashed forward like lightning and swiftly killed two more ordinary hunters with just two strokes.

  In front of a Soul Warrior, without the protection of another Soul Warrior of the same tribe, ordinary hunters, no matter how strong they are, have no power to resist in the face of a Soul Warrior who is several times faster and stronger than them.

  As Hu looked at the mountain with a shocked and angry expression, Jiang Cheng's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he raised his Red String Knife, throwing the four bloody tusks of the Blood Tooth Boar King on his shoulder, as well as its skin, right in front of him.

  "Hmph, throw away these burdens and let's have a good fight with you bunch of bastards!" As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Zhuo gave a glance to Yang Ze, his eyes fixed on the spoils of war on the ground.

  What made Jiang Cheng both break out in a cold sweat and feel fortunate was that Yang Ze didn't understand what he meant, but Hu Xiangshan himself had delivered himself to their doorstep.

  "A half-meter long fang, and a beast skin that can withstand a black tiger's claw without being damaged?"

  This... this seems to be the beast skin of a Blood Tooth Boar, but ordinary Blood Tooth Boars absolutely don't have...

  Did you... kill Bloodboar the Unyielding?

  "How is this possible?" By the end of his sentence, Hu Xiangshan's voice was already shaking.

  The Bloodtooth Boar is also one of the easiest ferocious beasts to hunt on the outskirts of the Beihun Mountain Range, but the Bloodtooth Boar King is a renowned existence that has even killed an Eight-Realm cultivator from the Cheng'en Domain, so no tribe in the surrounding area dares to provoke it easily.

  Yanzawa, who also recognized the Blood Fang Boar King, was shocked and said: "A Cheng, how is this possible? Even the clan leader wouldn't dare to provoke the Blood Fang Boar King!"

  Jiang Cheng slightly turned his head, calmly saying: "With Grandfather Jiang making a move, what's impossible?" As soon as he finished speaking, he pretended to be nonchalant and quickly glanced back, afraid of being discovered.

  "Has Grandpa also arrived?" Yang Ze was overjoyed.

  Jiang Cheng's performance, the parts on Xue Ya Zhu Wang's body, and Yang Ze's surprise, instantly made Hu Xiangshan seem like a startled monkey, roaring loudly: "Withdraw quickly, that old Lin E who refuses to die has actually left the tribe and taken action himself, withdraw, quick withdrawal!"

  Almost at the same time, the Huli tribe people who had just surrounded Yang Zhe and his four companions did not even have time to collect their comrades' bodies before retreating in disarray amidst Tiger Mountain's terrified roar.

  The power of a Soul Devouring Realm martial artist is unimaginable, and even ten Tiger Hill Mountains at the Fifth Order of the Conferred Lord Realm would not be a match for a single Soul Devouring Realm martial artist.

  "Ah Gong has really arrived, where is he?" Seeing Hu Xiangshan and his group quickly withdrawing, Yang Ze asked Jiang Cheng with a look of urgency.

  "Hasn't arrived, I'll trick that kid towards the mountain! Yang Shu, Shi Lao, let's retreat quickly!" Jiang Cheng said.

  Everyone immediately showed a look of seeing a ghost, and Yang Ze pointed at the parts on the Bloodtooth Boar King's body on the ground: "Then what about this Bloodtooth Boar King?"

  "Uncle Yang, this matter is hard to put into words, let's retreat quickly. That Sun from Tiger Mountain is only intimidated by Grandfather's reputation, if he gets confused, he'll turn back and attack." Jiang Cheng said.

  Yang Ze and others also knew that the situation was critical at this time, and they didn't ask much. They immediately supported each other and set off.

  But when they took action, Jiang Cheng only knew how bad Yang Ze and his party's situation was, and he was even more grateful for his own choice.

  Five people are not only injured, but now it seems that the injury of Shi Lao Die, who has broken his arm, is not the most serious. Yang Ze's legs and back are full of arrow wounds, and he can't move easily. It's just because he is a soul warrior, his physical body is extremely strong, these arrows are not too deep in the flesh, if it were someone else, they would have died long ago.

  Moreover, his pale and haggard complexion showed that he was already in a state of exhaustion.

  Just now if it was a hard fight, I'm afraid that even as a fellow Five-Element Realm Soul Warrior, Yang Ze would not have been able to withstand three rounds under Hu Xiangshan's hands.

  Jiang Cheng, a martial artist of the second rank of Qingyun, had already been on high alert against Xue Yang, a fifth-rank martial artist of Qingyun, and was almost killed.

  Just now, Jiang Cheng was worried that if they fought hard, except for him and Yangzi, the other clan members might all die, so he used a clever trick to leave Huashan.

  Now they are in such a state, if Hu Xiangshan makes another move, not to mention that Yang Ze and the other four will perish, even Jiang Cheng may not be able to escape.

  In an instant, Jiang Cheng had made up his mind.

  "Shi Lao Die, Yang Shu, you two go first and meet up with the clan leader at the agreed location, I'll be right behind!" Jiang Cheng said.

  "Do you want me to cover your retreat?" Yang Ze immediately saw Jiang Cheng's intention: "No way!"

  "Come on! Jiang Cheng, you are the hope of our tribe!" Yang Ze patted Jiang Cheng's shoulder and said.

  Jiang Cheng slightly raised his head: "Yang Shu, I am the best hunter in our Ge Shan department. I may not be able to defeat that son of a gun Hu Xiangshan, but when it comes to escaping in these Ge Shan mountains, I still have some confidence!"

  He paused for a moment, then continued: "Besides, even if we were to go together, that Sunzi from Tiger Hill might not be able to react in time. Even if he did come, I have the Red String Sword, and with my skills, I'm not necessarily afraid of him!"

  "No way, Jiang Cheng! You take them to meet up with the clan leader, I'll stay behind!"

  Yang Ze's words carried a hint of desperation, causing Jiang Cheng's eyes to become slightly warm.

  What is a clansman? This is a clansman! A true clansman who shares joys and sorrows together!

  "Uncle Yang, hurry up and take your men away. If you don't leave, I'll go after the Tiger Hill gang!" Jiang Cheng said resolutely, and turned to leave.

  "Alright, we'll listen to you!" Yang Ze hastily agreed.

  "Jiang Cheng, be careful, we'll wait for your return!" As he spoke, Yang Ze gently patted Jiang Cheng's shoulder and left him the only half quiver of bone arrows they had among them. Then, supporting each other, they departed in another direction without looking back.

  These are the men of the Ge Shan tribe, with feelings and righteousness but once they make a decision, they never turn back!

  Watching the departing Yang Ze and his group, Jiang Cheng hastily tidied up and casually picked up the pouch of Hei Hu, the Soul Warrior he had just killed. As a Soul Warrior who could enter the Northern Wilderness Mountain Range, it was likely that there would be good things in the pouch he carried with him.

  His figure, like a nimble monkey, climbed several giant trees nearby, and Jiang Cheng's shadow disappeared into the dark leaves, leaving only a pair of eyes shining like stars on the treetop, occasionally flashing a cold light.

  In the distant mountains and forests, a wolf from the tribe was running wildly towards the mountain, when it suddenly stopped, and slapped itself hard on the ear.

  "Got it!"

  "With White Bone's tribe watching all day, how dare Lin E (that old thing) leave the tribe half a step?"

  "Moreover, Bloodfang the Boar King has already been taken down. If he were to come, that old thing would have charged over and killed us long ago. How could we have escaped for so long without any movement?"

  "Who cheated me?"

  "Yes, that's right, the young fellow seems to have deliberately shown us the bloody fangs and beast skin of the Blood Boar King to scare us!" a hunter said.

  Bang!

  Without saying another word, Hu Dashan slapped him with a loud smack: "You saw that little brat cheating us, why didn't you say it earlier?"

  "They're all seriously injured and can't run fast. Walk for me to catch up!" Tiger yelled at Mountain Explosively, his face furious.

  Finally, a greedy smile appeared at the corner of Hu Xiangshan's mouth: "Chi Xian knife, Ge Shan tribe's ritual vessel, that is a lower-grade Huang war soul vessel! This Chi Xian knife or Jiang Cheng's head, either way, it's a huge fortune!"

  "Hey, if I can get both..."

  In an instant, a group of people turned their heads and rushed back towards the mountain forest they had just left!

  PS: It's snowing, Pig Three piled up a snowman in the snowy ground to make a bow for his brothers, give a recommended ticket!