Chapter 134: Arthas in Danger

Just as Old Xie and the Sword Saint were showing their power , Tianfeng Fourteen Lang, who had been waiting, finally made his move. When Arthas habitually deactivated his invisibility to fire a Sun God Arrow, Tianfeng Fourteen Lang suddenly appeared beside him very strangely. A pitch-black katana in his hand stabbed fiercely at Arthas’s left ribs, aiming to pierce his heart along the ribs.

No one knew how Tianfeng Fourteen Lang got close to Arthas. As a Saint Domain Level Assassin, he had many ways to find an opportunity in this chaotic battlefield. Blame Arthas for being too careless.

Although Arthas was protected by the green Magic Shield and his outer armor, while light, was a Sub-divine Artifact Level treasure with high protection, these measures meant nothing against a full-power strike from a Saint Level Expert. Arthas instantly felt his whole body shake. In just a moment, he was hit. The Magic Shield and outer armor were breached almost simultaneously.

However, fortunately, they played a certain role after all, especially that piece of armor, which was a Sub-divine Artifact after all. Although it failed to completely block Tianfeng Fourteen Lang’s thrust, it greatly consumed the opponent’s strength, causing the long sword not to penetrate too deeply, at least not piercing the heart. Thus, Arthas did not die on the spot.

And Arthas was indeed worthy of being the heir carefully cultivated by the Elves. In this moment of crisis, he was not flustered at all, and was instead aroused by Tianfeng Fourteen Lang’s fighting spirit. He roared angrily, immediately shook violently, and shot out all the Sun God Power absorbed in the Sun God Bow in his hand, turning it into a sword of light that struck heavily. It turned out that the Sun God Bow also had melee skills, which Tianfeng Fourteen Lang did not know.

Because the distance between the two was too close, and Tianfeng Fourteen Lang did not expect this situation, he was hit squarely on the spot, and his whole body was shaken and flew backward. However, fortunately, Arthas attacked in a hurry, so the power was not very strong. Although Tianfeng Fourteen Lang was temporarily shaken back, he was not injured. But Arthas took advantage of this precious opportunity to distance himself and flew straight towards the ground.

When Tianfeng Fourteen Lang saw this, he was immediately anxious. He knew that if Arthas was allowed to return to the ground and meet with that Sword Saint, it would be difficult for him to kill Arthas again. So he ignored the surging qi and blood from being hit by the sword of light, hurriedly stopped his figure again, and mobilized his Battle Qi to chase after Arthas at a speed that was too fast for the eyes to follow.

After all, Tianfeng Fourteen Lang was a Saint Domain Expert, and an Assassin to boot, so his speed was naturally much faster than the severely injured Arthas. So, in the blink of an eye, he arrived beside Arthas, raised the black sword in his hand, and slashed fiercely at Arthas’ neck, intending to behead him on the spot.

At this point, although Arthas had other comrades around him, they were all too far away to help. Whether it was the Elf Sword Saint or Constantine, they were so anxious that their eyes were about to pop out, but there was nothing they could do. Even Arthas could not help but feel an unprecedented despair, thinking that he was done for this time.

However, at this critical moment, a burly figure appeared in front of Arthas like a ghost; it was actually Old Xie who had used the Blink Dagger. Although Old Xie was very disrespectful to Arthas, even calling him Pretty Boy at every turn, in his heart, Old Xie still appreciated Arthas extremely.

This guy looked like a Pretty Boy, but his style of action and his speech and behavior were definitely full of manly vigor. Although he had Sword Saint level subordinates, he would rather fight Old Xie to a mutual defeat than let his subordinates interfere; in order to protect the women under his command, he did not hesitate to ride a Wyvern with Old Xie, whom he hated the most; in order to save Constantine, with his noble status, he did not hesitate to take great risks to rush to help from a thousand miles away, challenging thousands of pirates with ten people. With this kind of breadth of mind and spirit, how could Old Xie not admire him?

So when Old Xie found that Arthas was in danger, an nameless anger arose spontaneously, and the blood in his whole body seemed to boil, so that without even thinking, he resolutely stood in front of a Sword Saint. Even Old Xie himself felt it was incredible, thinking, I used to only have this feeling for women? Why is my blood boiling for Arthas today? Is there something wrong with my sexual orientation? Old Xie suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

Afterwards, Old Xie vented all this resentment on Tianfeng Fourteen Lang. He waved the specially thickened wooden stick and smashed it fiercely at the Treasure Sword chopped by Tianfeng Fourteen Lang.

Everyone heard a crisp “dang” sound, and Tianfeng Fourteen Lang, who was in the air with nowhere to borrow force, was directly shocked and flew backward by Old Xie’s perverted monstrous strength. At the same time, both of his arms were numb, and he thought, is this damn bastard a Mage? He is simply a beast wearing a Magic Robe! This strength is almost catching up with the great demons from another world!

In contrast, Old Xie did not feel well either. Tianfeng Fourteen Lang’s strength was not as good as Old Xie who had the Behemoth Bloodline, but as a Saint Domain Expert, his Battle Qi was strong! Old Xie felt an evil and cold Battle Qi invade his meridians along the wooden stick, and his internal organs were all shaken. Frightened, Old Xie ignored his landing posture and hurriedly used the Four Gods Power in his body to forcefully force the invading cold Battle Qi together, and then spat it all out with a mouthful of blood.

After this mouthful of blackish pus and blood was sprayed out, Old Xie also fell heavily to the ground. Because the fierce battle just now happened in the air several meters high, both sides were bounced away by the reaction force after the hard collision. Tianfeng Fourteen Lang flipped backward a few times and then disappeared strangely in the air, never to be found again. And Old Xie, after being hit by Tianfeng Fourteen Lang, fell to the ground like a big iron lump falling from the sky, smashing two pits directly.

Old Xie was also somewhat surprised after landing, thinking, oh my, so this is the strength of a Saint Domain Expert! Tianfeng Fourteen Lang’s second sword was obviously launched in a hurry, with at most 60 to 70 percent of his power, yet it could make me vomit blood directly. If he had struck with all his strength, I really might not have been able to block it! It seems that dealing with Tianfeng Fourteen Lang, one can only outwit him, not overpower him!

Thinking of this, Old Xie began to check Arthas’ injury. This look was no small matter, and he was immediately startled. It turned out that although Arthas was lucky enough to be caught by his subordinates and did not fall, his condition was even worse than Old Xie’s. Tianfeng Fourteen Lang’s pitch-black Treasure Sword was obviously highly poisonous; in just a few seconds, Arthas’ skin all over his body had turned black. The mages of the Elves released several detoxification and Healing Spells in succession, but all were in vain. Various potions were also used a lot, but even the wound could not be closed. Black, foul-smelling pus and blood kept seeping out, making the Elf Mage and Constantine cry out in anxiety. And the Elf Sword Saint who ran over to prevent Tianfeng Fourteen Lang’s sneak attack was also almost dying of anxiety.

Seeing this, Old Xie hurried over and asked, “What is going on?”

“Tianfeng Fourteen Lang’s sword is called the Heavenly Evil Sword, a vicious evil demon sword. Legend has it that he specially refined it using witchcraft and various strange poisons, combined with his evil cultivation method. As long as it cuts a little wound, the poison will kill!” Constantine explained while crying.

“Are the Elves not the best at detoxification?” Old Xie could not help but ask strangely, “Can’t even you cure it?”

“The poison is not the main thing, the key is the evil witchcraft!” The Elf Mage said anxiously, “That requires a special Domain. I, I am not good at this aspect!” Saying this, she also cried sadly.

“Let me try!” When Old Xie heard this, he could not care about anything else. He gathered the Vermilion Bird Divine Power, which was best at breaking evil, in his hand, and directly pressed it against Arthas’ wound.

Everyone saw Old Xie’s hand instantly turn red, and a wave of heat rushed towards them. After pressing on Arthas’ wound, it was like a red-hot branding iron, immediately raising a black smoke, while making a sizzling sound.

Arthas was almost fainting, but being burned like this, he immediately woke up. However, he was considered a tough guy. Although the pain was excruciating and his head was covered in cold sweat, he did not make a sound, just gritted his teeth tightly, which made Old Xie admire him.

In fact, all the Four Gods in Old Xie’s body had a certain effect of breaking evil, but because Old Xie felt that Tianfeng Fourteen Lang’s Battle Qi belonged to a very insidious type with cold air, he used the corresponding Vermilion Bird Divine Power to attack the cold with fire. Sure enough, it received a miraculous effect. Not long after, most of the purple and blue on Arthas’ face disappeared. Seeing that it was almost done, Old Xie quickly removed his palm. Then, a stream of black pus and blood shot out from the wound like a fountain. However, soon the pus and blood disappeared, replaced by fresh blood color. Obviously, the toxins had been mostly cleared.

Seeing this, the Elf Mage was overjoyed. Ignoring thanking him, she threw several powerful Healing Spells over, finally healing Arthas’ wound, and then poured some more potions.

At this time, the Elf Sword Saint who was responsible for vigilance on the side also let out a long sigh of relief and gratefully saluted Old Xie, “On behalf of the Elves, I thank you!”

“You’re welcome. After all, we are comrades now. Isn’t the purpose of comrades to help each other?” Old Xie said indifferently, “However, don’t be too optimistic. The Pretty Boy’s poison has only been removed mostly; there is still a lot left in his body. If not treated in time, it will definitely relapse within twenty days at most.”