A journey through ancient times, a journey of exquisite divine skills

Chapter 315 A desperate gamble, a mutual destruction

On the other side, although Princess Qiulan had recovered some of her skills, she was still no match for the two of them.

Her swordsmanship was agile, but lacked ruthlessness.

He was quickly forced to retreat by the two men, and a deep, bone-revealing wound appeared on his arm, with blood dripping down the blade.

But she gritted her teeth and persevered, just to give Afu a chance to catch his breath.

A Fu caught a glimpse of Princess Qiu Lan in danger and, in a moment of panic, his attacks became even more ferocious.

He feinted with his sword to force the leader back, then turned and slashed horizontally, the blade flashing like lightning, instantly cutting down the two men on his right.

Before the leading man could react, he had already leaped up to Princess Qiulan's side, sweeping his broken sword to force back the two men who were attacking her.

"You take a rest first, leave the rest to me."

Afu helped the swaying Princess Qiulan, his voice filled with concern.

Princess Qiulan nodded weakly, but still kept her back straight, refusing to fall to the ground.

Afu turned to look at the remaining three, his brows furrowed.

The leader's internal energy seemed inexhaustible.

He didn't seem tired at all even after fighting with me all day.

The other two, though slightly weaker, worked together very well.

One person attacks from above while the other attacks from below, always managing to thwart his attack just as he is about to succeed.

If this fight continues, not to mention whether I can defeat them, I will first exhaust my internal energy and be defeated.

Afu's mind raced, and he suddenly deliberately created an opening, slightly lowering his left shoulder to reveal the gap under his ribs.

The man on the left was indeed fooled. A look of wild joy flashed in his eyes, and he raised his sword to stab at the man's ribs.

"Now!" Afu sneered inwardly, his figure suddenly leaping into the air, his left hand like an iron claw aimed straight at the opponent's face.

The man realized he had fallen into a trap and hurriedly sheathed his sword to defend himself.

But Afu had already anticipated his escape route, and suddenly threw the broken knife in his right hand, which shot behind him to block his retreat.

Seeing Ah Fu's broken knife flying towards him, the man had no choice but to swing his sword and knock the broken knife away.

But because of this momentary delay, Ah Fu's left palm was within reach.

He watched helplessly as the bloodstained hand came hurtling towards him, but he had no strength left to dodge. There was a muffled thud.

He was sent flying backwards instantly, landing without a sound.

Ah Fu finished off one person without even catching his breath.

The leader of the group had already attacked him with his sword.

He had no weapon and could only defend himself and dodge the leader's sword attacks with his bare hands.

On the other side, the remaining man, seeing his brother killed, roared and charged at Afu, his eyes filled with crazed hatred.

"Huang Zichao, take this sword!"

Seeing that Afu had no weapon, Princess Qiulan threw her sword at him without thinking.

Upon hearing the shout, Afu flipped backward and jumped up, catching the longsword steadily in mid-air.

With a flick of his wrist, he deftly blocked the attack from the leader of the group.

With a clang, sparks flew, and the two men each took a half step back.

The leader's eyes flashed even more menacingly when he saw Afu take the sword.

The remaining man then took over the attack from the leader.

Seeing that Afu was being held hostage and that Princess Qiulan was unarmed, he turned and charged straight at her.

Just as the leader's sword was about to pierce Princess Qiulan.

Ah Fu's voice suddenly rang out: "Don't even think about it!"

Afu defeated his opponent, using his lightness skill to its fullest extent, and arrived at Princess Qiulan's side in an instant.

He slashed his longsword diagonally, forcing the leader to withdraw his sword to defend himself.

He quickly wrapped his left arm around Princess Qiulan's waist, intending to take her away from them.

But as soon as they turned around, they saw a package flying towards them from mid-air, aimed straight at their faces.

Ah Fu was quick; without thinking, he swung his longsword at the object flying towards them.

The package was instantly cleaved in two by his sword.

Suddenly, a cloud of white powder spread out like smoke, spraying directly into their faces.

The two of them were immediately sprayed with the packet of white powder.

"What is this? You despicable bastard!"

Ah Fu cursed under his breath, feeling a bit of cold powder on his face that made his nasal cavity tingle slightly.

He dared not delay and hurriedly retreated with Princess Qiulan, instantly creating a distance of several feet.

Princess Qiulan was held in his arms, and she could only feel the wind whistling past her ears.

She instinctively held her breath when the powder exploded.

She had just regained her footing when she hurriedly raised her hand to wipe the powder off her face.

Although I wiped it off, there was still some fine white powder on my face.

Once she could see that there was no immediate danger around her, she loosened her tightly pursed lips and took deep breaths.

As soon as Afu and his companion stood still, the leader and the other man quickly closed in on them.

Afu had no time to think, and seeing the two attackers coming, he swung his sword to meet them.

The man who lost his companion was left without another person to cooperate with.

His moves suddenly became chaotic, and within a few moves, he was killed by Afu's sword.

On his deathbed, his eyes were filled with resentment and confusion.

Why didn't that packet of powder work on Afu at all?

But he didn't know that it was because the Bihai Dan that Afu had taken beforehand had delayed the effects of the medicine he had just inhaled.

After dealing with the man, Afu engaged in another fight with the leader.

But at that moment, he suddenly felt a surge of heat within his body.

The heat momentarily slowed down the movements in his hands.

The leader keenly seized this opportunity with Afu.

The longsword in his hand quickly changed its move, aiming straight for his throat.

"Watch out!" Princess Qiulan screamed.

Just as the leader's sword tip was about to pierce Afu's neck.

Afu dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.

However, a shallow cut was still made on his neck, and blood immediately flowed out.

He felt the heat inside his body growing stronger and stronger, and even his internal energy began to become disordered. The powder had finally taken effect.

He struggled to defend himself, but his moves became increasingly sluggish, and several times he was nearly killed by the leader's sword.

Just as he hesitated once again, Princess Qiulan picked up a sword from somewhere and held it in front of Afu.

Although he failed to injure his opponent, he was forced to take a half-step back.

The leading man turned around and kicked Princess Qiulan to the ground.

Then the longsword was pointed directly at her chest.

Afu's pupils constricted, and without thinking, he pounced on the attack.

The leader's sword pierced through his left shoulder in an instant.

"Thud—" The longsword pierced through his shoulder, and excruciating pain instantly swept through his entire body.

Afu seemed oblivious, gripping the other's wrist tightly with his left hand.

With unstoppable momentum, the longsword in his right hand slashed straight at his neck.

The leading man stared wide-eyed, seemingly unable to believe that Afu could unleash such a swift move.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word. His body went limp and he collapsed backward to the ground.

Only then did Afu breathe a sigh of relief, his tense nerves suddenly relaxing.

Then a mouthful of hot blood spurted from his mouth.