Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 924 Bleeding

Lin Feng called out three times in a row, but Pei Qiyin just didn't come over.

There was no way, Lin Feng turned around and looked at Kondo Tenshin, who was lying on the ground, without breathing. He had shrunk into a dried corpse the size of a child.

This was caused by the broken sword stuck in his back sucking away his blood.

Emonosuke sensed danger and had already left the battlefield, and the strange music could no longer be heard here.

His breathing also gradually became normal.

Emonosuke is nearly seventy years old, and his legs and feet are not very useful. He relies entirely on the fullness of his true energy to be as light as a swallow.

I found a piece of gravel to sit on.

Emonosuke wanted to take a breath. The intense running he had just done had put too much strain on his muscles and bones and almost cost him his life.

He wanted to think carefully about how that strange sound posed a fatal threat to the true energy in his body.

Suddenly, Emonosuke felt a little dizzy. He reached out and wiped the sweat from his face, thinking that he had been too tired.

The true Qi in the body circulates once, allowing the muscles and bones to relax.

However, after adjustments, Emonosuke still didn't feel well.

what happened?

He was drenched in sweat, his clothes were soaked and sticky to his body.

Under the moonlight, Emonosuke discovered that the right side of his clothes was covered in blood, not soaked with sweat.

This made him feel something was wrong.

He carefully lifted up his clothes and found that Lin Feng had cut his ribs with a sword.

A half-foot long wound was still bleeding.

Emonosuke sighed, tore off a piece of his clothes, and tied the wound tightly with it.

Without medical assistance, he would bleed to death.

After treating his wound, Emonosuke wanted to leave this place as soon as possible, so he had to spread the details of the situation and let people from his sect come to clean up the mess.

This Lin Feng is no simple person and cannot be ignored.

Emonosuke pondered in his mind, then stood up and tried to determine the direction before walking.

However, as soon as he stood up straight, he felt dizzy and sat down again with a thud.

Emonosuke frowned.

Not really, how could I be so dizzy?

It was as if all the blood in my body had been drained, and I felt dry mouth, palpitations and shortness of breath.

In just a short while, his heart was beating like a drum and he couldn't sit still.

Emonosuke felt that something bad was going to happen. He began to have difficulty breathing and took a deep breath, as if there was no air left in the world.

He reached for his throat, but it was no use.

He gritted his teeth and held on, carefully checking his entire body to see if there were any fatal wounds.

There were no other wounds except for the cut under his ribs, which was less than half an inch deep and too deep to see the bone, but was slowly oozing blood.

Under normal circumstances, such a wound should have been coagulated by serum and slowly formed a scab.

But this is obviously not a normal situation.

Emonosuke recalled the battle just now. He was injured by the black weapon in Lin Feng's hand. It was dark and the weapon was also black. He couldn't see clearly what kind of weapon it was.

Could it be that the weapon in Lin Feng's hand is poisonous?

However, the blood flowing from the wound was bright red and there was no sign of poisoning.

No matter how hard Emonosuke tightened the bandage, he couldn't stop the blood from slowly seeping out of the wound.

It’s over.

Emonosuke looked up at the sky weakly. The lonely moon cast a large area of ​​silver light.

It would have been a good thing if he didn't look up, but he felt the moon spinning and then he fell face down on the ground.

This unprecedented situation made Emonosuke feel at a loss. He felt dizzy and sleepy.

After waiting for half a minute, Pei Qiyin finally came over carefully.

Under the clear moonlight, she saw Lin Feng squatting in front of a dried corpse, carefully looking at the broken sword in his hand.

Although the broken sword sucked all the blood from Kondo Tenshin's body, there was nothing unusual on the surface.

It is still the same dark and thick piece as when I first saw it.

"General, is that you?"

Pei Qiyin asked carefully.

Lin Feng said angrily: "If it's not me, then is it a ghost? I told you not to follow me, but you came here. I told you to come here, but you didn't listen."

Pei Qiyin smiled awkwardly.

"General, I'm afraid of a trick, so..."

Lin Feng interrupted her: "Don't say that, your song had a huge impact on my internal Qi, it almost gave me a stitch in the side."

"Those two people..."

"One died and one ran away."

Pei Qiyin lowered his head and glanced at the mummy.

"Let one of them run away. This song needs improvement."

Lin Feng was shocked: "Qiyin, did you create this song specifically to disrupt other people's true qi?"

Pei Qiyin nodded: "Well, after I practiced the internal skills given by the general, I suddenly had this idea. If I can disrupt the opponent's true energy circulation, it will play a great auxiliary role in the battle, so..."

"Amazing! It's not just a huge effect, but a huge one. It can literally decide life or death."

Lin Feng gave a thumbs up and praised loudly.

He sincerely admired Pei Qiyin's talent, who could actually compose such an amazing piece of music independently. His talent was only higher than his own.

"General, you are too kind. This is just an unorthodox method and cannot be put on the stage."

Lin Feng shook his head: "Your martial arts skills are a level higher than ours. If we talk about the level, you have surpassed us."

"General, please don't mock Qiyin. What should we do next?"

Pei Qiyin disagreed and changed the subject.

Lin Feng didn't force her to lift the bar. He looked around and pointed in a direction.

"You wait here, I'll go over there and take a look."

Pei Qiyin frowned and said, "General, that man has been running away for too long. Isn't it too late to chase him now?"

"I just went to check on the situation..."

As Lin Feng was talking, he stood up to leave, but suddenly his body shook and he squatted down again.

He also felt dizzy and unsteady on his feet.

Pei Qiyin screamed and stepped forward to support him.

"General, are you injured?"

Lin Feng just forgot that he was almost beaten to death by two old guys.

If it weren't for Pei Qiyin's musical attack, Lin Feng would probably have been dead by now.

Pei Qiyin helped Lin Feng sit down, then checked his wounds, tore the clothes on the mummy into strips, applied medicine and bandaged it temporarily.

She usually has a medicine bag hanging around her waist, which is specifically for first aid.

"Your wound is quite deep, but the bone is not broken?"

Lin Feng smiled bitterly: "Fortunately, my bones are strong, otherwise, I would have been torn apart by these two old guys."

"They are so powerful, how could they be afraid of my music?"

"Any advanced martial art has its weak spots, fatal flaws."

Lin Feng deeply agreed with his own judgment.

Although the masters of these hidden sects have cultivated the circulation of true qi to be as smooth and natural as breathing.

However, once you encounter a troublemaker like Pei Qiyin, your breathing will become disordered and your Qi will go in the wrong direction, and the consequences will be very serious.

In mild cases, it will make you panic, and in severe cases, you will vomit blood and have a miscarriage. If it is not handled properly, disability is the least of the consequences.

Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh proudly when he thought about having such a powerful weapon at his side.