Astral Apostle

At the same time, the attacks from the two lord's guards landed on Zhou Jing.

The short spear on the right grazed his waist, drawing a deep bloody mark. The saber on the left, originally aimed at his neck, ended up slashing at Zhou Jing's left shoulder.

There was a splutter as blood sprayed.

Zhou Jing took advantage of the situation and lowered his shoulder to deflect the force. The right blade he had just slashed out turned around to cut off the enemy's left arm.

The guard on the left quickly let go, not wanting his arm to be amputated.

At the same time, Zhou Jing's feet did not stop. He raised his leg and stepped on the short spear on his right that was about to fly up. He relied on the momentum to flip himself up.

In the next second, he leaped into the air and quickly pounced at the enemy on his left, his speed half a beat faster than previously executed.

His left hand stabbed forward.

Psssh!

The saber pierced through the throat.

Zhou Jing did not halt his momentum. He held the saber and nailed the guard whose throat had been pierced by the blade to the ground.

The guard's eyes widened as if he could not believe everything that had happened. He reached out randomly, wanting to grab his pierced throat.

However, Zhou Jing did not stop. He quickly ran forward to dodge the attacks coming from behind, pulling out his saber.

Pfft!

A geyser of blood spurted out from the guard's pierced throat.

Zhou Jing's back suffered a few attacks, but because he was charging forward, the slashes did not go deep.

After taking a few steps, he turned around and slashed out.

The sweeping blade forced back the rest of the people who were chasing after him. They dispersed and surrounded him, eyeing him warily.

Only then did Zhou Jing have the chance to observe his surroundings again.

He only saw that the wound on Maggi's face was bleeding profusely, giving him the look of a demon.

Meanwhile, the lord's guard whose throat had been pierced was convulsing on the ground, only left with a dying struggle.

The other five were shocked and furious as if they didn't expect Zhou Jing to be so fierce and suddenly kill one of them.

In the blink of an eye, one was dead, and one was injured.

Zhou Jing let out a breath that he had been holding in. His entire body was drenched in sweat, and the soreness from the Thunder Strike surged up.

He pulled out a saber that had been embedded in his shoulder. The wounds on his body were burning, but the pain was not as intense as he had imagined.

His endurance seemed to be suppressing the pain, and his injuries did not affect his movements much.

"Is it the [Tenacious] talent taking effect…"

Zhou Jing's heart trembled slightly at the realization.

The "Thunder Strike" state consumed a lot of stamina. Although the instantaneous explosion had reduced the enemy's numbers, the enemy's attack was not slow, and he was also injured as a result.

He could repeat this move at most two or three more times, but the enemy was also prepared and would not be so easy to kill.

Zhou Jing quickly estimated that with his current strength, he might be able to kill two or three more people if he continued to fight. However, his chances of winning were not high with the accumulation of injuries and fatigue.

After all, his strengthened physique did not form an absolute suppression. In a seven-on-one battle, the disadvantage was stacked against him.

As Zhou Jing was thinking, the enemy surrounded him again.

One of the lord's guards, however, did not step forward. Instead, he turned his head and walked towards Ross.

From the moment they started fighting, Ross had been holding his luggage and standing blankly at the side.

Many guards were on guard against him, preventing him from participating in the battle or escaping at any time.

However, Ross did not move at all. He stood there silently like a fool without any presence.

Previously, when they saw that he did not move, the guards were surprised and did not immediately send people to deal with him.

After all, most of the guards only wanted to teach him a lesson and did not have the intention to kill a Mutant Beast Hunter.

However, now that Zhou Jing had killed one person without holding back, many guards were shocked and furious. They no longer had any reservations and planned to capture this follower of Zhou Jing.

"Hold down his follower!"

The lord's guard approached Ross and was about to place the knife on Ross's neck.

However, just as he got within three steps of Ross…

Ross, who was originally standing upright in a daze, suddenly moved like a rabbit and threw himself forward!

The distance was short, and the speed was fast. The guard could not dodge in time. He was knocked back by Ross.

Bang! Pu!

The guard's entire body trembled. He looked down and saw that Ross had taken out a dagger and stabbed it deep into his abdomen.

Ross was expressionless as he twisted his wrist hard.

The guard winced and quickly grabbed Ross's hand to stop him from twisting.

"You want to die!"

He was filled with hatred and was about to stab Ross to death.

But in the next moment, Ross reached out and grabbed his arm, his strength actually forming a stalemate with him.

"This person is also a Mutant Blood Warrior?!"

The guard was shocked and shouted out, even as he hurriedly tried to retreat.

However, at this moment, Ross leaned back slightly before headbutting him directly.

He did not restrain his strength at all, as if the head was not his!

Duang!

Their foreheads collided, and the guard instantly felt a wave of dizziness.

Ross stumbled as well.

Before he hit his head, he did not consider if his head could take it.

The two of them fell to the ground, unable to get up.

If they were to fight head-on, with Ross's unfamiliar combat skills, it would be very difficult for him to defeat another Mutant Blood Warrior even with his enhanced physique.

However, he pretended to be weak and only succeeded in his sneak attack at this moment, severely injuring the enemy and himself!

Using a method where both sides suffered heavy losses, he temporarily resolved the combat power of an enemy.

There's another expert?!

The guards were shocked and distracted by the change in the situation.

At this moment, Zhou Jing activated the [Hunter's Breath: Swift]. He suddenly jumped out and slashed.

The attacked lord's guard hurriedly raised his sword to block.

Clang!

The supporting sword shattered.

The guard quickly rolled to the ground to avoid the incoming force.

Hearing this, the others hurriedly came back to their senses and were about to move forward to reinforce their fellow guard.

However, Zhou Jing did not chase after him. After kicking that lord's guard out of his position, he temporarily escaped the encirclement.

Taking advantage of the short gap before the enemies could surround him once again, he decisively put away a saber before taking out the Howling Wind Tiger Potion and drinking it in one gulp!

Seeing this, everyone was stunned.

What kind of suicidal operation is this?!

As the last of the potion flowed into his mouth…

Zhou Jing exerted force with his fingers.

Crack!

The potion bottle shattered into pieces.

He did not know if he would be spared today. Thus he might as well drink the blood potion first. Even if he died, he would not leave it for the enemy.

With the talent [Tenacious], the pain of the potion changing the body would not affect his combat strength.

Moreover, even if the final enhancement failed and he died, his strength would slowly increase during the effect of the blood potion… It should be enough to kill the enemies in front of him!

Zhou Jing was expressionless. He raised his two blades and got into a fighting stance.

Black blood vessels visible to the naked eye protruded from his neck to his face, gradually lending him a ferocious look.

"If I don't get hacked to death today, you guys will. Come!"

Seeing this scene, everyone subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, their hearts wavering.

This hunter's bravery was totally out of their expectations.

Only now did they understand.

This person was really not afraid of death!