Chapter 80 - 80 79 Manhunt

80: Chapter 79: Manhunt 80: Chapter 79: Manhunt Lin Xuan and Ye Qing rode the Swift Eagle, speeding toward the sect. According to this speed, it would take about half a day to return to the sect. Upon returning to the sect, Lin Xuan planned to consume Gathering Spirit Pills to break through his cultivation, and to deeply comprehend the Sword Intent Seed. He sat cross-legged on the Swift Eagle, his mind immersed in the golden Sword Intent Seed. This golden seed not only enhanced his swordsmanship but also amplified the Thunder attribute of his cultivation techniques, adding about thirty percent to his Illusion Thunder Step. Just as he was lost in martial arts, a small black dot in the distance was quickly approaching, emitting a dense killing intent. The golden Sword Intent Seed felt this killing intent and trembled lightly. Lin Xuan suddenly snapped awake and quickly looked back. “What’s wrong?” Ye Qing asked from beside him. “Sister, you go back first, I have something to see in Yunlan City.” Lin Xuan thought for a moment and then had an idea; he could not let Ye Qing fall into this crisis. Immediately, he used the token to control the Swift Eagle and quickly turned around, flying off to the side. Ye Qing shouted a few words behind him, but seeing that Lin Xuan did not respond, she had to give up. After turning around, Lin Xuan did not head straight back but ran toward a nearby forest; he knew that his pursuer’s cultivation was definitely higher than his, and facing them head-on was not a wise choice. “Ling Ze, Ling Family!” Lin Xuan gritted his teeth, “When I’m strong enough, I will definitely reclaim today’s justice!” The Black-clothed Martial Artist behind him noticed Lin Xuan suddenly changed his path, snickering coldly. With his Ninth Rank of Pulse Condensation strength, he was not afraid of any tricks Lin Xuan might play. This wasn’t a virtual space; in reality, absolute strength could crush all conspiracies. “Go!” He commanded the bizarre bird beneath him, flying swiftly toward Lin Xuan. The bird was entirely black, but its claws were white. Although not large, its flying speed was extremely fast, even faster than the Swift Eagle by a third. “Hmph! In front of my Black Feather, you have no chance to escape!” The Black-clothed Martial Artist said with a cold smile. Soon, he caught up with Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan was now less than fifty meters away from the Black-clothed Martial Artist; he knew he shouldn’t panic at this moment, he had to stay steady. Only by keeping calm was there a chance to escape. “Aerial combat is disadvantageous to me, I need to descend immediately.” Lin Xuan urged the Swift Eagle to fly toward the forest below. Whoosh! Once the Swift Eagle flew low, Lin Xuan jumped off and landed steadily on the ground. Behind him, the Black-clothed Martial Artist also leaped down, landing smoothly. His arms crossed, his eyes full of contempt. “Ninth Rank of Pulse Condensation!” Lin Xuan saw the assailant’s cultivation and his pupils sharply constricted; he recognized this person as the black-clothed individual who had ambushed him. “The Ling Family really has no shame, losing a match and turning to murder!” Lin Xuan sneered. “Kid, whatever you say now is useless. If you must blame someone, blame yourself for provoking the wrong person!” The black-clothed man sneered, a layer of red flame appearing on his palms. “What to do?” Lin Xuan’s eyes were tightly fixed on the black-clothed man, his heart filled with urgency, when suddenly a thought struck him. “With my Sixth Rank cultivation, he definitely won’t use his full strength when fighting, and if I use his underestimation, maybe there’s a chance to turn the tables!” Lin Xuan felt hopeful, “My greatest trump cards are the Gathering Spirit Pill and the Sword Intent Seed.” “The Gathering Spirit Pill can instantly elevate my cultivation to the Seventh Level of Pulse Condensation, and the Sword Intent Seed makes my attacks more lethal.” “I only have one chance, if I miss, I won’t get another,” Lin Xuan took a deep breath, thinking through several details carefully. At that moment, the black-clothed Martial Artist made his move. His right palm swung through the air, conjuring a millstone-sized fiery red palm in front of him that, with scorching heat, swiftly struck at Lin Xuan. “So fast!” Lin Xuan was shocked as he executed the Spirit Void Step to dodge quickly, but he didn’t use his full strength because he wanted to create the illusion to the black-clothed man that he was easy to defeat. Boom! With one palm strike, Lin Xuan clumsily dodged, while a row of trees behind him was completely snapped, their branches all scorched and turned to ash. “What terrifying palm strength!” Lin Xuan felt deeply wary of the black-clothed man, knowing if he struck with full strength, he would stand no chance. “So what if you won the match, you will still die by my hand!” the black-clothed Martial Artist said with a mocking expression, standing with one hand behind his back, and reaching out with his right hand to grab Lin Xuan. “A Martial Artist like you, I can kill with just one hand!” The black-clothed man’s palm was like cast iron, casually ripping through the air with a tearing sound. “Opportunity!” Lin Xuan saw the black-clothed man attack with just one hand, without even using Spiritual Power, knowing his chance had arrived. With a flick of his Storage Ring, Lin Xuan’s speed reached its all-time peak in an instant, swallowing an elixir pill the size of a dragon’s eye, then the Red Flame Greatsword appeared in his hand. His body’s Spiritual Power surged to its limit, continuously channeling the Sword Intent Seed, and he unleashed his strongest strike, Thunder Slash. All this happened in an instant, by the time the black-clothed man arrogantly attacked with one hand, his fate was sealed. Suddenly Lin Xuan burst forth, his body enshrouded in golden lightning, a swift flash of golden light struck directly at the black-clothed man’s arm. Within this golden light was a faint oppressive aura, weak yet reminiscent of a supreme Fierce Beast lying in wait, causing one’s heart to tremor. “Ah!” The black-clothed man screamed as he fell back, his arm severing at the joint. Successfully landing the blow, Lin Xuan immediately retreated, not engaging in close combat. At that moment, he felt his spirit, energy, and essence had perfectly merged together, making that strike his strongest. “Brat, I! Will! Slaughter! You!” the black-clothed man groaned, his face twisted with pain, unable to believe that the young boy he viewed as an ant could sever his arm. “I will tear you apart piece by piece, I will make you regret being born in this world!” The black-clothed man’s whole body emitted a fiery red light, like a volcano ready to erupt at any moment. “Demon Flame Palm!” The black-clothed Martial Artist swung his left hand, and suddenly, a sky full of red palm shadows covered the heavens, rushing towards Lin Xuan. Sёarch* The NôvelFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. At the same time, his body also soared high, trailing a red streak, aggressively approaching. Illusion Thunder Step! Lin Xuan swiftly dodged, not daring to block. Firstly, he had just opened up his seventh spiritual meridian and needed to run his cultivation technique to stabilize. Moreover, the attack of a furious Ninth Rank of Pulse Condensation Martial Artist was beyond what he could withstand. Bang! Boom! Boom! The fiery red palm shadows pierced through the earth, creating numerous deep pits each with a radius of ten feet, countless trees falling. Just the aftershock of the palm wind made Lin Xuan feel as though he had crashed into a volcano, his Qi-Blood roiling in his body. “Die!” Lin Xuan, although dodging the palm shadows, didn’t escape danger as the black-clothed man rapidly closed the distance with his movement technique, his left palm landing heavily like a scorching-hot iron slab.