Chapter 209 - 208: Fleeing Right After a Strike (Subscription Requested)

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Chapter 209: Chapter 208: Fleeing Right After a Strike (Subscription Requested) "No, late-stage Inner Cultivation!" Pei Tugou had just slashed down with a saber when his face changed drastically. With a muffled grunt, he quickly retreated. Gao Yang was already in the late-stage Inner Cultivation, while he was only in the mid-stage. There was a huge difference in power. "Die!" A long sword stabbed out at an angle, swift as lightning, rapidly aiming for Pei Tugou’s eyes. The cold sword light was at its peak speed. Silently, a black long sword slashed directly onto that long sword. Clang! With almost no resistance, the long sword was cut in half. The cut was smooth as a mirror. The person who made the strike felt a lightness in his hand and immediately saw a sword light as black as ink, carrying an endless intent of dark death, slashing over. *So fast!* The thought had just flashed in his mind when the sword light reached him. Thud! As his head was separated from his body, a thought of bewilderment crossed his mind. *Am I dead?* It was Bai Ziyue who had struck. With one slash, Bai Ziyue ignored the startled and grateful Pei Tugou, stepping down onto the ground. Boom! Under the immense impact, the cobblestone path instantly shattered into dust. At the same time, Bai Ziyue’s figure vanished from his original spot, appearing in front of Gao Yang. Gao Yang’s face changed dramatically, his saber quickly whirling, making the air seem to vibrate, like the annoying buzz of a mosquito flying close to one’s ear. Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! The saber light whirled like a startled swan, and as it chopped down, it was like a rushing river cascading down a cliff, a white expanse full of deadly intent. Thirty-Six Forms of the Rolling Blade Technique! "Nice sword technique, but it’s a bit flashy without substance." Bai Ziyue lightly praised, paying no heed to the white flurry of flying saber lights. Just one slash, only one slash, chopped down. Overlord Saber Technique! Boom! No matter what sword technique, no matter how exquisite the skills, in the face of absolute power, they could only become dust. Gao Yang’s saber recoiled, the overwhelming force blew his figure away, leaving him open, lacking any hindrance as the black sword cut through. "You..." Gao Yang opened his mouth, but a narrow stream of blood ran down his face, then suddenly burst apart. Thud! His body split open from his head downward in an instant. "Good, that’s how a traitor should be dealt with." Pei Tugou felt an exhilarating feeling in this moment, like a bucket of icy well water splashing down in the sweltering summer, spreading an unparalleled sense of relief from his face down, emanating from the depths of his spine, an unprecedented gratification. He hated traitors the most, let alone one who brazenly appeared in front of him, pretending to be a fellow disciple and trying to attack him. "Kill!" Bai Ziyue struck in an instant, one step, one slash, killed two people in an instant, which made Wum Ma’er tremble with excitement. His long saber flashed, aiming for the short and weak Martial Artist. "Such audacity!" The tall and burly man shouted, like thunder exploding, wielding a warhammer with his stout arm, and struck instantly. Flowing Cloud Hammer Technique! The warhammer rolled like flowing clouds and running water, its speed not fast, yet it carried the power to shatter iron and stone. Clang! The Black God Saber directly clashed with it, and the warhammer was bounced off, flying backward. On the warhammer, there was even a long and deep sword mark left. "Such strong power, such a sharp blade." The man’s face changed drastically, a deep sense of dread flashing in his eyes. He hadn’t expected that, despite his natural great strength and refining his Martial Arts Realm to the peak of Inner Cultivation, with strength pouring through his entire body and a 300-pound warhammer, his power was so terrifying, yet still suppressed by the opponent in one strike. The power in his own body felt like a drop of water in the ocean, unable to stir any waves. Instead, the power in the opponent’s long saber was like a rushing river, flooding into him along the warhammer, causing his Qi and blood to churn. Seeing the sword mark on his warhammer made his pupils contract violently; was this long saber one of those Treasure Blades that could cut through iron like mud? "Try another one of my strikes!" The man shouted, a fierce, all-or-nothing momentum surged from his body. But when he slashed down, at the height of his momentum, he suddenly released his grip, then turned and fled without hesitation. *He ran away!* Even Bai Ziyue was taken aback, surprised. This move was entirely incongruous with his burly physique and his mountain-shaking momentum. In fact, only the man himself understood Bai Ziyue’s terror. *Although he did not mention the terrifying strength far superior to his own*, merely the opponent’s treasure blade that could cut through iron like mud was enough to freeze his heart with fear. *He knew that if he continued*, the moment the opponent’s sword cut through his warhammer would be the moment of his demise and death. And judging by the depth of the knife marks on the warhammer, its breaking would only take two or three more cuts. So, he fled! Decisively and without hesitation, the sword sliced through water as he fled. Thud! Bai Ziyue swung his blade, following the previous cut, and sliced downward. The incredibly thick warhammer suddenly broke, splitting in two, and flying apart to the sides. But immediately afterward, he surprisingly did not pay any attention to the brawny man about to flee, instead sheathing his blade, standing slightly, and curling his lips in a smile. Perceiving that Bai Ziyue did not pursue him, the brawny man, puzzled, turned around to see the mysterious smile curling on Bai Ziyue’s lips. *A smile?* *Why smile?* "Ah..." *Just as this thought entered his mind, turning around*, he immediately felt darkness before his eyes, then a chill in his heart, and boundless intense pain filled his thoughts entirely. "Guard Wang, I hope you have been well." Bai Ziyue greeted with a nod. Suddenly appearing and killing the brawny man was none other than Wang Peng, the Guardian from the Water Hall not seen for days. "I’d already felt that Brother Bai’s power was formidable, beyond ordinary. Today, seeing it for myself, I didn’t expect even Tian Bu’er of the Nine Seals Sect, who had reached the peak of Inner Cultivation with his Flowing Cloud Warhammer, wasn’t your match, lacked the courage to fight you, and chose to flee... truly impressive." Wang Peng casually drew out his long sword, looking at Bai Ziyue, his surprise greater than the previous time. Previously, although Bai Ziyue punched Dai Qiang of late-stage Inner Cultivation flying, given Dai Qiang’s lack of strength and fame, Wang Peng was surprised but not overly so. However, Tian Bu’er with the Flowing Cloud Warhammer was different, as he was truly a peak Inner Cultivation martial artist, and his reputation spread throughout the Jianghu for his warhammer, ranking him as a strong fighter among the peak of Inner Cultivation. Yet such a strong figure, facing Bai Ziyue, could only flee, leaving Wang Peng truly astonished. "Compared to Guard Wang, I am really nothing." Bai Ziyue replied humbly with a smile, glancing to the side. Pei Tugou and Wum Ma’er were initially in some dangerous positions but, with the aid of Wang Peng’s people, soon dispatched the remaining two disciples of the Nine Seals Sect. Only Wum Ma’er received a slash that caused injury, though not severe. "However, compared to Brother Bai’s strength, the true envy for me is your blade. I always wondered why Brother Bai was unwilling to pass the blade to me, turns out it’s a treasure blade that cuts through iron like mud. Seems from the last time we destroyed the Nine Seals Weapon Workshop, Brother Bai benefitted the most after all." Saying this, Wang Peng’s eyes revealed a trace of heat, but he soon concealed it and regained clarity. "It was just luck." Bai Ziyue shrugged, casually twirling the blade before quickly sheathing it at his waist. The black blade was thus hidden. "By the way, I heard Brother Bai is now a Guardian of the Internal Affairs Hall, how did you happen to be at the battle site? If we hadn’t heard the commotion here, we’d certainly have missed you." Wang Peng chuckled and said. "Coincidentally, I had a mission that required stopping here. But seeing this chaotic scene, I doubt there’ll be any gains." Bai Ziyue explained casually and said helplessly. "Then it’s perfect, Brother Bai can team up with me. I’ll offer you thirty percent of the gains, how about it?" Upon hearing this, Wang Peng invited. "Seems like Guard Wang has a good opportunity for wealth?" Bai Ziyue curiously raised his eyebrows and said. "This street originally managed by Elder Guo Yun of the Nine Seals Sect, with over eighty percent belonging to Nine Seals Sect properties. Half of that eighty percent was owned by Elder Guo Yun, who had the nickname Guo Banjie back then. I’ve learned that Elder Guo Yun of Nine Seals Sect got heavily injured yesterday battling Elder Nie Yunhao from our gang. Now, it’s highly likely he returned to their Mountain Gate. And at Guo Mansion, surely there’s abundance of wealth and rare martial arts secret manuals aplenty. Additionally worth mentioning, today most Elders and Hall Masters of our gang were dispatched per the Gang Leader’s order to eliminate the Nine Seals Sect forces in Wujiang County at once. With our gang’s power in Wujiang County, this is a sure victory. So, we probably won’t encounter any experts difficult to handle. Guo Mansion’s great fortune should not be missed." Wang Peng looked at Bai Ziyue with a smile. He refrained from saying that while the mansion likely lacked powerful peak level fighters like Elder Guo Yun, there were still Inner Power Realm martial artists there. As far as he knew, there were three in total. With Bai Ziyue assisting, though Bai Ziyue was at Inner Cultivation level, his combat strength was not much inferior to Inner Power Realm martial artists, easing Wang Peng’s pressure greatly.

Chapter 209 - 208: Fleeing Right After a Strike (Subscription Requested)

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