Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 2290

Chapter 2290: Really Wanted to Poke This Guy With a Sword

Hui Ji’s expression remained peaceful and compassionate throughout the whole affair.
Ning Shu: →_→
She didn’t know why, but she really wanted to poke this guy with a sword.
Zhao Bo roared and rushed towards Ning Shu and Ye Hua, his expression a little weird and deranged.
“You monsters of the demonic sect should all die!” Zhao Bo’s hands burst out with great energy as he was rushing toward Ning Shu and Ye Hua.
Ning Shu avoided the attack and attacked Zhao Bo together with Ye Hua. Zhao Bo had been injured previously. Now that he was attacked by two people, it strained him, even if only for a moment.
“I’ll show you how powerful I am.” Zhao Bo roared, his clothes torn apart and scattered.
Zhao Bo’s eyes were scarlet red. He quickly stretched out a palm and struck Ye Hua’s heart. Ye Hua vomited blood and fell back.
Ning Shu released a dragon-formed energy, and the giant dragon passed through Zhao Bo’s body. Zhao Bo spat out a mouthful of blood, but the aura on his body only grew stronger.
His eyes were a little dazed, though.
“He’s gone crazy.” Ye Hua said while covering his heart.
Ning Shu: …
Why did he get stronger after going crazy?
Shouldn’t it be like other illnesses, where your strength would quickly leave your body?
The dragon-shaped aura continuously passed through Zhao Bo’s body. Zhao Bo vomited blood, but the more he fought, the more courageous he became. He rushed towards Ye Hua.
Zhao Bo really wanted to kill Ye Hua, the leader of the demonic sect.
Ning Shu pulled Ye Hua away. She stretched out her palm to meet Zhao Bo’s palm, and the two flew away at the same time.
Blood dripped from the corner of Ning Shu’s mouth. Meanwhile, Zhao Bo spat out a mouthful of blood. However, he seemed tireless and showed no signs of his injuries. Instead, he went to kill the other members of the demonic sect.
Zhao Bo was very powerful. Not only was he killing people from the demonic sect, but he was also killing his own allies. He indiscriminately killed anyone who was in front of him.
He didn’t just kill his enemies, but also his own people. What a fool!
“Everyone, retreat!” Ye Hua beat the drum, and the people of the Sacred Demonic Cult immediately returned to the Sacred Demonic Peak.
The righteous sects must be feeling bitter now. Zhao Bo was acting like a mad dog, biting whichever unfortunate soul he could catch.
He killed the person in front of him no matter who it was. His restless essence blood had clouded his mind.
The people from the Sacred Demonic Cult stared blankly at Zhao Bo as he went on a murderous rampage.
“Amitabha.” Hui Ji performed a Buddhist mudra to Ning Shu from afar. “Female Benefactor, please help control Alliance Leader Zhao, so that no more people will encounter a horrible end.”
Ning Shu looked at Hui Ji and smiled. “Little monk, I don’t control people. I only kill them.”
“Leader Zhao is very dangerous now. If he escapes, he will cause a lot of damage,” Hui Ji said to Ning Shu.
Hui Ji’s voice caught Zhao Bo’s attention. Zhao Bo stretched out his hand and attacked him.
Hui Ji dodged Zhao Bo. Ning Shu took out a rope and flew toward Zhao Bo.
Ning Shu pulled the rope with both her hands and tied it around Zhao Bo, then quickly wrapped it around him a few more times.
Zhao Bo moved his body and seemed to want to break free of the rope. Ning Shu shouted to Ye Hua, “Brother, throw me another rope, he…”
Before Ning Shu finished speaking, she heard the sound of the blade piercing through the skin.
Ning Shu turned her head and saw a young man holding a sword piercing Zhao Bo’s chest.
Zhao Bo let out a series of thick pants.
The man who murdered him had an undeveloped face. He was likely not yet a fully grown man. His sword stabbed into Zhao Bo’s heart, and his expression betrayed both his panic and hatred.
“He’s a devil! He killed my father…” The man fell to the ground, holding his head in his hands.
Translator: Take
Editor: Ran
Translator: Kaho