Under the cover of night, Zhao Changhe ran all the way to the back mountain, with Fang Buping following closely behind him.
Killing the traitors feels good for a while, but Fang Buping is already here, and the real challenge is whether you can escape from his pursuit after killing them.
In the moonlight, Fang's expression of discontent was somewhat ferocious, yet also somewhat joyful: "Zhao Changhe! You have violated the rules of the sect by killing fellow sect members indiscriminately. Where do you want to go? Come and accept your death!"
Fang Buping was really happy.
Originally, Zhao Changhe's identity as an "official believer" was very annoying, and with the "saint's backing", he really didn't dare to act rashly. Even if he wanted to kill Zhao Changhe, he didn't dare to do so. He could only use his power to bully others and make Zhao Changhe suffer in silence.
As a result, Zhao Changhe was so impatient that he revealed his weakness after being bullied a few times.
Wang Dashan is certainly not a "brother in the sect". Strictly speaking, Zhao Changhe just killed a mountain bandit, which is the same as killing Zhang Quan. It is not the sect's rule to say anything. But this kind of thing depends on how people say it. At that time, Instructor Sun said that the dead man was a waste and buried him. Now his leader said that the dead man was a brother in the sect, and he can make a list later. What can you say
What a pleasant surprise.
He knew that Zhao Changhe had just broken through the third level of Xuanguan. This potential was indeed a bit terrifying. To be honest, he couldn't understand how a human could break through the third level of Xuanguan after practicing martial arts for four months... Everyone has practiced the Blood Evil Skill, who doesn't know who? Even if Zhao Changhe secretly practiced internal skills to assist, this was too outrageous, right
The more this happens, the more we have to kill you. We have already been enemies with each other for a long time. Are we still waiting for you to grow up
Is it amazing that you just reached the third level? You haven't had time to practice and hone yourself at this level, and you may not be able to exert your strength at the third level. But Fang Buping has been honing his skills at the fourth level of Xuanguan for many years. Apart from other things, his twenty years of fighting experience and swordsmanship comprehension are comparable to this young boy.
Do you think you are Yue Hongling, and you can beat Master Xue at such a young age
It’s Yue Hongling. She has also been practicing martial arts since she was young, and has been practicing for more than ten years!
"Zhao Changhe, you also use Flying Blood Without Trace, how could you possibly outrun me? Just follow me back and stand trial, hahahaha..."
"You talk too much bullshit. Did you become the helmsman just by farting loudly?"
“… When I catch you, I will make you wish you were dead!”
The sound of clothes tearing through the air was getting closer. Zhao Changhe was running in front with a very calm expression.
They both had the same Qinggong "Flying Blood Without Trace", but Fang Buping had a higher level of cultivation and was obviously faster than him, so he would definitely not be able to escape by running. However, he never intended to run, but to fight. Escaping from the mountain village was just to avoid being surrounded, and to lure Fang Buping to the back mountain.
Yue Hongling could see that "you must have a very clear goal". Yes, that goal was Fang Buping. From the beginning to the end, Zhao Changhe used the ability to defeat Fang Buping as a benchmark for himself.
Deputy Captain Huang took over temporarily after the elite troops evacuated, but Fang Buping was not one of them. He had been the captain in charge of elite troops such as Instructor Sun from the very beginning. He was a famous "frontier official" guarding a region among the demon sects, although he might be ranked last... This was the most difficult and dangerous battle since he had traveled through time.
For example, his basic skills may not be the Blood Evil Skill, it may be a combination of better skills in the sect, maybe even a part of the Blood God Skill.
"Flying Blood Without Trace" is a light-weight martial art that requires internal energy to activate. From the fact that Fang Buping also uses this light-weight martial art, we can judge that he has internal energy and is not just a man who practices external martial arts.
Beautiful inside and outside! Four levels of entrance!
He has skilled knife skills and rich experience.
Can you fight against a person of this level
"Swoosh!" The sound of the knife whistling, one could feel the piercing sharpness from a distance, and his back involuntarily tensed up.
The pursuit is so fast!
Zhao Changhe suddenly turned around and chopped, as if he had eyes behind him, and accurately chopped the side of Fang Buping's attacking knife.
After the knife was swung out, he did not use all his strength. He quickly paused, used the force to dash out diagonally, and in the blink of an eye he was several feet away.
Fang Buping had to admire the boy's solid basic skills. The knife, hands, legs, and body were coordinated seamlessly. The position was accurate and the force was precise. His knife skills were really advanced. And he didn't know where he got the skill of judging the position by sound. He knew where to chop with the knife without even looking.
But unfortunately, there is a gap in hard power after just breaking through the third level of the Xuanguan.
"Your hands are shaking, aren't they?" Fang Buping chased him again, smiling with interest: "Why bother running away? Why not have a few good fights? Let me see how many surprises you can bring me?"
Zhao Changhe's hands were indeed shaking a little, but instead of running away in panic as Fang Buping had imagined, he felt much more confident.
There was no unshakable feeling like chopping a wall, and Fang Buping's knife did not have an unexpected wonderful back-up... It was just that there was a gap in strength between him and him! This meant that there was a fight!
He still said nothing and continued to fly. Suddenly he leaped over the bushes in front of him.
Fang Buping also jumped over the bushes with a smile: "I know the traps in your village very well. Do you want to rely on this to turn things around? Hahaha... Are you desperate?"
With this leap, the long sword in his hand suddenly began to turn bloody, overflowing with murderous aura, and looked extremely ferocious under the moonlight.
All gods and Buddhas are gone!
Zhao Changhe could feel that the bloody evil spirit in his body was completely suppressed by the other party, and even felt like it was being pulled and stirred. The eyes behind him had a bit of the opposite effect at this time. He could see the ferocious bloody evil spirit, which touched his heart and soul, and it actually had a bit of a "fear" effect.
But the feeling was only for a moment. How could Zhao Changhe be frightened by this kind of "fear"? He turned around and stabbed again.
“clang!”
The sound of violent collision resounded throughout the night. Zhao Changhe spat out a mouthful of blood, then flew backwards. In mid-air, he grabbed a vine floating in the air, stomped hard on the tree trunk next to him, and used the force to fly towards the pool of water in one go.
Fang Buping also staggered a step, and was even more surprised.
How could Zhao Changhe find the weakest point of this move, as if he had cracked it thousands of times? This shouldn't be possible... It shouldn't be possible even if he had learned it before. It's impossible for him to have the experience to know the weaknesses of his own moves by himself. That's too incredible...
A thought flashed through his mind, and seeing Zhao Changhe flying by grabbing a vine, he also grabbed a vine and swung with the force.
However, Zhao Changhe was holding the vine with no problem. As he pulled, he suddenly felt something weak in his hand and the vine broke suddenly.
At the same time, it seemed as if some mechanism was pulled, and sharpened wooden spears flew from all directions. - Isn't it for this moment that the second-in-command was left to give the news? Let him think that he knew the situation here, but in fact, Wang Dashan knew nothing about what Zhao Changhe had secretly arranged!
But Fang Buping was clearly in mid-air with no strength, but the long sword in his hand was like dancing pear blossoms. In just an instant, he chopped off all the flying wooden spears without posing any threat at all. He was indeed an experienced and powerful man.
Behind the tree by the pond, Zhao Changhe had drawn his bow and arrow without anyone noticing, the murderous intent in his eyes was real.
With a "bang", the bow was like thunder and the arrow was like a meteor.
Fang Buping had just dealt with the threat of a trap and was just feeling relieved when the bowstring sounded and an arrow was already at his face.
Where did he get the bow? He clearly didn't have it with him.
As the thought flashed through his mind, Fang Buping shouted loudly and quickly stabbed the arrow with his knife.
The arrow energy, which was doubled by the blood evil energy transformed by the internal energy, exploded in a spiral. The terrifying blood evil energy rushed into the meridians, stirring the blood energy in Fang Buping's body. He couldn't help but take a step back to offset the powerful impact, but the arrowhead was eventually deflected by him.
Before Fang Buping could even breathe a sigh of relief, a flash of blood suddenly appeared before his eyes.
The bloody knife cut through the sky, and a figure leaped out of the pool under the moonlight, like a demon flying in the sky.
All gods and Buddhas are gone!
This wave of attacks is like a rushing river, unstoppable!
"Clang!" Fang Buping swung his sword to block, and the earth-shaking sound of the collision seemed to be heard even in the distant village.
The old strength has just gone, and the new strength has not yet been generated. Zhao Changhe over there has been accumulating strength for a long time, waiting for this moment.
As one gained strength, the other lost strength, and this fight was truly evenly matched.
Blood was flowing from the corners of their mouths at the same time, their arms were swollen, and their eyes were as red as animals.
"I never thought you could fight me to this extent, that's incredible..." After the stalemate, Fang Buping finally had more energy left, and slowly said, "But this is it..."
Before he finished speaking, everything in front of him turned white.
A bag of lime exploded on my face, and a lot of it went into my mouth. My eyes were in great pain and I couldn't see anything.
Fuck you, I thought he was an extremely strong and brave man, but he suddenly threw lime in the most intense, violent and most inspiring fight for warriors!
Before Fang Buping could even curse, he suddenly felt a chill in his throat.
The moonlight is silent.
Fang Buping's head and face were covered in lime, blood was oozing from his throat, and he slowly fell backwards. With a "bang", the chase came to an end.
I'm afraid he never thought before his death that his pursuit would have this result.
Zhao Changhe stepped back a few steps weakly, stabbed a knife into the ground, half-knelt on the ground, and gasped heavily.
He had planned this arrow and this sword for a long time. He had used up all his strength and overdrawn all his potential. If he failed to accomplish this task in one go, he would be dead.
The leader of the Demon Cult is indeed not comparable to ordinary people, he is really strong. If he goes out into the martial arts world, there will be countless heroes, and challenging opponents of higher levels is no longer as simple as imagined before.
As for the lime
The laws of nature are constant. They do not exist for the sake of Yao, nor do they perish for the sake of Jie.
The book on chaotic times also recognizes it, doesn’t it
Zhao Changhe took a deep breath, barely stood up, sheathed his sword, and strode down the mountain.
“Brother, hurry up! Hurry up!” The girl anxiously pulled her brother along the way: “He hasn’t even broken through the third level of the Mysterious Gate. Fang Buping has been honing his skills in the fourth level for many years. He can’t beat him!”
"I told you to give up the mission. Who allowed you to secretly launch a night raid?"
"You're still talking about this. I'll scold you when I get home, okay?"
Cui Yuanyong reluctantly followed his sister into the mountains. Just as he was about a step into the mountain path, his expression suddenly changed and he looked up at the sky.
A golden light flashed across the sky, and a new chapter in the book of troubled times began.
"February, Jingzhe. Zhao Changhe had been practicing martial arts for four months, and he had broken through the third level of Xuanguan. At that time, he killed the leader of the Blood God Sect, Fang Buping, in Beimang."
"The Hidden Dragon Ranking has changed."
"Hidden Dragon Ninety-One, Zhao Changhe."
"The long river falls from the sky and converges into the lake."
[End of Volume 1]
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