2903: C2903 Someone Who's Pissed off

C2903 Someone Who's Pissed off

The man in black didn't know what Jiang Ting was thinking. It was as if he wanted to scare Jiang Ting. His face was full of kindness, and his words had to be passed down to him.

"Really?" Jiang Ting pretended to be overjoyed.

The black-robed man pretended to be unhappy. "Why would I lie to you?"

"I'll be right there." Jiang Ting quickened his pace. His face was filled with joy and joy.

In fact, in his heart, he was secretly disdainful... He had found the wrong person to act with him!

In the anticipation of the black-robed man, Jiang Ting had completely closed in on him. He was not even a step away.

"Immortal." Jiang Tingze pretended to be ignorant and went to support him.

"With your blood, I'm sure you will be able to heal a lot of my injuries. When the dagger was drawn, the black-robed man clawed at Jiang Ting's head with his right hand and started laughing.

However, when his right hand was only halfway out, the black-robed man's face stiffened, and countless traces of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth. His heart suddenly felt a little cold.

He lowered his head and saw that Jiang Ting had unknowingly stabbed the iron sword into his heart.

"Bastard... Cough cough..." Under the intense pain, the black-robed man roared.

However, what he brought along was an unusually intense cough. He even fell to the ground on the spot.

As for Jiang Ting, he immediately drew his sword. He rolled on the ground and pulled the distance between him and the black-robed man by more than half a zhang. After that, he did not stop. Instead, he quickly retreated to the edge of the karst cave.

The black-robed man kept coughing out blood as he looked at Jiang Ting. His eyes were about to tear apart. "You..."

"A murderer will always be killed, won't he?" Jiang Ting's voice was cold. At the same time, he drew his bow from his back.

Pulling the bow, nocking the arrow!

The black-robed man's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly took out a yellow piece of paper. There were some tracks on it that Jiang Ting could not understand. Following a faint stream of air, the piece of paper flashed slightly. The fireless paper disappeared without a trace. It turned into a translucent yellow bell and enveloped the black-robed man.

With a bang, the arrow was blocked by the bell when it approached. The arrow lost its power and fell to the ground.

Jiang Ting saw what happened. He had tried to increase his speed, but he was still a little slow.

Luckily, he didn't fight the black-robed man directly. He pulled out his sword and immediately pulled it back. Otherwise, he would probably be dead by now. However, he wasn't able to kill the black-robed man in one blow.

Instead, it caused the black-robed man to be on guard... This was troublesome.

"Bastard, I'm here to kill you. ... "Cough cough... this lord is going to kill you!" The black-robed man's face revealed a savage expression as he forcefully crawled up.

Jiang Ting's heart skipped a beat.

However, his expression remained the same. "Kill me? Stop joking. Do you dare to come out of that bell?"

As he spoke, Jiang Ting drew his bow again... and did not shoot.

When the black-robed man saw this, his heart instantly turned cold. Indeed, he did not dare to leave the bell. Once he left, he was afraid that he would be shot to death on the spot.

Following which, the black-robed man's body trembled. 'Should... should die. If it wasn't for me, I wouldn't have died. ' Cough cough... If I hadn't been seriously injured... A mortal like you... Cough cough cough... "

The black-robed man's cough became more and more intense, and his face became paler and paler.

Jiang Ting's heart was instantly filled with joy. He could tell that... It seemed like the big bell couldn't be moved.

Perhaps it was because the black-robed man's injuries were too severe and he couldn't control it. However, no matter what, the giant bell was immovable, and the black-robed man didn't dare to leave either.

If the black-robed man could move... it would not be a problem for him to move. The old man was like a lamp that had run out of oil. He was at his peak, and he would definitely be able to kill him. It would only be slightly troublesome, and he might even be injured.

Right now, he just had to wait on the spot.

"Cough cough..." The black-robed man was still coughing.

The blood in his abdomen was flowing out crazily. ... Even if he tried to block it with his hands, he wouldn't be able to stop it!

The smell of blood spread in the karst cave.

In just ten breaths, the black-robed man felt that his consciousness had become somewhat blurry. He knew... that he was about to be.

He was already heavily injured and on the verge of death. It was not easy for him to recover some of his Yuan Qi, but he was stabbed by Jiang Ting once again. If it wasn't for the unwillingness and obsession in his heart, he might have already died.

Death?

The black-robed man was extremely unwilling!

Healing?

He wanted to, but... but how was he going to treat his injuries!? Once the bell disappeared, he would definitely be shot to death by the arrow.

Thinking of this, the black-robed man hurriedly opened his mouth and said, "Kid, I will teach you the cultivation method... Cough, cough... You go and find it for me... Cough, cough... Find some blood food, how about it?"

Sure. " Jiang Ting revealed a brilliant smile, pretending to be a little greedy.

The black-robed man was a little nervous. "Come here."

Jiang Ting directly approached... The closer he got, the happier the black-robed man's eyes became.

When Jiang Ting was completely close to the bell, the black-robed man forcefully lifted his breath and stretched out his hand. However, Jiang Ting instantly retreated like a rabbit.

It was even more ironic. "Do you think I'm stupid?"

"You... Cough cough..." The black-robed man was slightly stunned. He did not manage to catch his breath... and fell to the ground again.

Jiang Ting was still mocking him. "I will find you blood food? Ridiculous, I am afraid I will first turn into your blood food."

However, this time, the black-robed man did not make any movements and just laid on the ground.

Jiang Ting's eyes slightly twitched upon seeing this. This was... dead?

He should be dead. After all, he was already on the verge of death, and the result was that he had provoked him. ... It was not impossible for him to die on the spot if he could not recover in one breath.

Jiang Ting's mind spun for a while, but his expression did not change. "Hey, stop pretending to be dead."

The black-robed man did not respond.

"Tell me, how about I cut off your head and use it as a chamber pot?"

The black-robed man still didn't respond.

"Is he really dead?" Jiang Ting was extremely surprised.

After that, he stepped back and nocked an arrow. He quietly looked at the black-robed man. Regardless of whether he was dead or not, he could not break the bell. He was not interested in using the power of a mortal to attack the bell that was obviously formed by energy.

What if the bell had some sort of backlash? That would be funny.

As he waited, a full quarter of an hour passed before the bell trembled slightly and then disappeared.

Jiang Ting, who had been waiting with his bow pulled, did not care about the soreness of his hand and immediately let go of his right hand.2

With a whoosh, the arrow pierced the black-robed man's heart like a bolt of lightning. The black-robed man lay on the ground and did not react.

Jiang Ting could not help but be surprised. "He really did not manage to catch his breath and died?"

Although he said that, his movements were not slow. He continued to draw his bow and arrows were shot one by one. Without exception, all of them landed on the black-robed man's head.

Several arrows flew over, and the black-robed man's head turned into a bloody mess. Even his face could not be seen clearly.

Jiang Ting wanted to continue shooting, but unfortunately, there were no more arrows.

However, it did not matter. The few arrows he had shot just now had all hit his head. Even if the black-robed man was pretending to be dead, he would still be dead by now.

However, he wasn't in a hurry to get close. Instead, he closed his eyes and pondered over the gains and losses.

He knew that he had been careless... Perhaps it was due to his eagerness for the cultivation method, or perhaps it was due to his pride in his absolute strength. In short, he had indeed been careless when he approached the lake.

Earlier, if the paper in the black-robed man's hand hadn't turned into a giant bell... With the narrow space of the karst cave, he... would have been dead for sure.

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