Chen Ping's Sword

Chapter 348: Chapter 173: Cat and Mouse, Besieging to Counter Reinforcements (Part 2)

He had a thought, and as he crossed the city wall, he reached out with a gentle gesture: "Bow, come."

The guard on duty didn’t even have time to react. The longbow and sharp arrow he was holding had already risen into the air, drawing a streamer of light, whistling into Chen Ping’s hand.

"Boom..."

An arrow was shot.

The air ahead blasted apart.

The long arrow, still in the air, emitted a roaring sound like thunder, rubbing out the intent of blazing fire, and in a flash, it arrived at the assassin’s back.

"What a fast arrow."

Qiuguan’s heart sank slightly. Using all his strength, his arm seemed boneless as the sword light swiftly slashed backward,

twisting his body to dodge while breaking through the wind to escape.

Puff...

The sword light severed the arrow’s light, but before Qiuguan could breathe a sigh of relief, his left arm felt a chill, and a tremendous force shook his entire body.

In the midst of chaos, he looked down and found that his entire left arm, at the shoulder, was severed, turning into crystal-blue ice powder, scattering behind him.

At this moment, the intense pain only transmitted to his mind.

Qiuguan let out a shrill cry of pain, a tremendous fear rising in his heart.

’What kind of arrow technique is this? Why is it so vicious?’

Even though he had broken the arrow shaft, there was still a force diagonally affecting him.

If he hadn’t dodged quickly, his entire body might have turned into ice blocks, directly shattered.

At this moment, Qiuguan could no longer pretend to be fleeing. He was truly terrified, and with all his might, frantically escaped, accelerating threefold compared to before.

After about ten breaths, he had already passed through a forest, arriving before a barren mountain’s enormous rock.

Qiuguan didn’t look back, feeling the killing intent clinging to his heart like maggots on bones, surging in like waves.

He almost had a mental breakdown, and in the last moment, almost rolling and crawling, he leaped over the rock, diving into the pine forest.

"So that’s how it is."

Chen Ping moved his front and back legs.

Like a flowing light and shadow, he pulled out a long afterimage, chasing up the rock, a huge shadow floated in his heart.

In his mind, the Three Suns spun urgently, spiritual power rippled like waves, sweeping in all directions.

He sensed a profound murderous intent.

Also sensed the fiery blaze rising from the ground.

Frontward over thirty zhang, backward ten zhang, all was unsafe.

A slight sneer appeared on his face.

Clearly rushing forward swiftly, his figure tore through the air, yet seemingly lost inertia, changed from forward rush to retreat.

Just like a spring swallow skimming the waves, extremely agile and swift.

Leaving no time for any reaction.

What was seen, reflected in the mind, then reacted.

Chen Ping had already withdrawn ten zhang away, his figure still retreating rapidly.

Boom...

Fire waves surged to the heavens, countless mud and gravels shot in all directions like rain.

Thick black smoke, expanding and contracting, rose to the sky.

A ripple of Qi force, like a huge wave, swept everything flat.

The dazzling light slightly dimmed, amidst the pattering of tiny falling stones, two ghostly figures shot swiftly from both sides of the ridge, killing into the dense smoke.

"He suffered a thunderous fire strike, even if not dead, he’d be heavily injured. Strike while he’s severely wounded."

A tall, thin Golden-Faced Man, feet unmoved, shoulders unwavering, his figure flickered, a blade light shone ahead.

The blade light split mountains, smoke and dust, stones, and fire all sliced in half, cut straight toward Chen Ping’s shoulder and neck.

The sound of blade humming, all around stones and soil shattered to powder, swept into a whirlwind.

"The Yanx Family’s Wave-Breaking Saber, Triple Overlapping Waves, lackluster practice, not certain the top ten of the Earth List could kill, but dare to kill me?"

After cutting through the smoke and dust, the tall, thin Golden-Faced Man narrowed his eyes, seeing the scene ahead, only to find the other party’s azure robe fluttering in the wind, spotless, under the lingering firelight, a golden light faintly on his face, like a temple deity.

The most critical is, as this blade slashed down.

A massive regret rose in his heart.

Pressure like a mountain or a sea, quietly pressed on his heart, making limbs weak, unable to exert any strength.

He wanted to retreat but found his body not under his control at all.

That young man in the azure robe stood there quietly like an eye of a storm, absorbing the Spiritual Qi from Heaven and Earth all around, tugging his form.

[Moths to the Flame]

For unknown reasons.

This thought flashed in the tall, thin Golden-Faced Man’s mind.

Then, he saw a golden palm softly imprint upon his forehead.

Pa...

The tall, thin Golden-Faced Man, his forehead caved in and split open, his form floated backward like a kite.

Still in the air, his vitality was already extinct.

He didn’t even let out a scream.

That blade, naturally, didn’t fully slash down.

Without touching the other’s clothing, it was already repelled by Qi force, bouncing, flying faster than himself.

In another direction, a short, stocky Golden-Faced Man charged close to the ground.

His palms slightly skewed.

One palm icy, one palm blazing.

Drawing Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, the forward half turned to frost, the other half to molten gold.

Blazing white and bright blue light clashed and roared, pressing forward without hesitation.

Also firmly locking onto the Qi mechanism within the smoke and dust.

He just charged out.

Seeing the tall, thin Golden-Faced Jin Shiba’s saber and body fly, dying swiftly.

The chill in his heart did not retreat but advanced instead, he roared furiously, clapping both hands together, ice and fire swirling, a palm swift as lightning, heavy as a mountain collapse, struck toward Chen Ping’s chest.

"Does Wind and Cloud Pavilion have so many late-stage Innate? Who is controlling behind the scenes?"

Chen Ping stood still, golden light flowing around him, Glazed Blood Gang silently emerged, extending a foot outside, forming a thick gang wall.