Free Web NovelChapter 293: Chapter 127: Stopping Killing with Killing, Eliminating Lingering Threats
He pushed his Raging Wave Leg technique to its absolute limit, his body shooting forward like an arrow loosed from a bow. The resulting gale swept up the dry leaves on the ground, creating a rustling sound.
Up ahead, Li Hongyu was fleeing for his life, his heart filled with shock and suspicion.
He never thought he would be exposed so suddenly, much less that Yang Jing could be this fast.
His mind was a mess. He couldn’t figure out how his pursuer had locked onto his trail so precisely. All he could do was rely on his familiarity with the surrounding terrain, darting left and right through the mountain forest in an attempt to shake off Yang Jing.
But no matter how he changed direction, no matter how he used trees and rocks to conceal himself, the relentless presence behind him stuck to him like a shadow.
Amid the rushing wind in his ears, he could always clearly hear the soft snap of twigs as Yang Jing stepped on them. freeweɓnøvel.com
After escaping the River Gang Stronghold, Li Hongyu had plunged into the dense forest on its outskirts.
He knew this forest like the back of his hand—where every steep slope was, where every stream flowed.
Using the cover of night and the shadows of the trees, he pushed his speed to the absolute limit, sometimes ducking to sprint, other times leaping from branch to branch.
But Yang Jing remained in hot pursuit.
Not only did the distance between them fail to widen, but it was actually shrinking bit by bit. What was initially several hundred meters had closed to less than a hundred. For experts of their caliber, a hundred meters was a distance that could be covered in just a few breaths, closed in an instant.
Li Hongyu’s mind was in turmoil.
Since his breakthrough to the Huajin realm, he had felt his speed was on a completely different level than before. He never imagined Yang Jing would be able to push him this far.
He risked a sharp glance over his shoulder and saw Yang Jing’s figure weaving through the forest like a black lightning bolt, closing in with every step.
’If I can’t shake him, then I’ll just have to send him on his way first!’ A vicious glint flashed through Li Hongyu’s eyes.
He could see clearly that only Yang Jing had caught up. Li Tieyun and the Jiang Family Third Elder hadn’t caught up yet.
’One-on-one, I’m still confident. Even if I can’t kill him, I can at least wound him and buy myself a chance to escape.’
With his mind made up, Li Hongyu abruptly stopped and whirled around to face the approaching Yang Jing.
He planted his feet firmly. In his hand, he now tightly gripped the blood-stained short blade, its body reflecting a cold, sinister glint in the moonlight.
Yang Jing had been racing after the small gray bug in mid-air. Seeing Li Hongyu suddenly stop and turn, a flicker of caution crossed his eyes. He used the opportunity to close the distance, coming to a steady halt a dozen or so meters away from his opponent.
He didn’t rush forward recklessly. He simply watched the masked man in black before him, his own aura as deep and still as an abyss.
Moonlight filtered through the gaps in the canopy, illuminating the black cloth on Li Hongyu’s face and revealing only a pair of eyes that shone with a vicious light.
"Who are you? Why are you determined to exterminate the River Gang?" Yang Jing was the first to speak, his voice echoing in the silent forest.
Li Hongyu tugged at the black cloth on his face and let out a low, cold laugh. "I was planning to deal with that trash from the River Gang before coming for your worthless life, but I didn’t expect you to deliver yourself to me. Fine. Today, you can be the first to go down and keep my son company in death!"
His voice was hoarse and venomous, laced with a bone-deep hatred. freёwebnovel.com
Upon hearing this, Yang Jing’s eyes narrowed, and the aura around him surged. "It seems you really are the second-in-command of the Flying Horse Thieves, Li Hongyu."
’So I really was one of his targets.’
His initial involvement with the River Gang had been joining forces with them to annihilate the Flying Horse Thieves.
With his opponent’s identity confirmed, the last trace of doubt in Yang Jing’s mind vanished, replaced by a cold killing intent.
The cold sneer on Li Hongyu’s face grew more savage. Without another word, he pushed off forcefully from the ground, his body shooting toward Yang Jing like an arrow loosed from a bow.
He slowly raised the short blade in his right hand. It reflected the moonlight, radiating a cold killing intent. Every step he took carried a heavy, oppressive weight.
Yang Jing’s expression turned grave. He knew Li Hongyu’s blade techniques were vicious and ruthless, and now that his opponent was a Huajin Powerhouse, he could not be underestimated.
He spread his feet slightly, sank into his stance, and quietly began to circulate his Inner Strength. He secretly activated his Mountain-Shattering Fist and Indestructible True Skill, his muscles tensing slightly as he braced himself for what was to come.
The distance between them closed rapidly. Just as they were about five meters apart, Li Hongyu abruptly halted, his forward momentum instantly vanishing.
At the same time, his left hand shot out from his sleeve like a lightning flash, fingers splayed.
WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
Three sharp whistles cut through the air as three goose egg-sized black spheres shot out like cannonballs, carried by a fierce gale straight toward Yang Jing’s face, chest, and abdomen!
Yang Jing’s pupils constricted. He instinctively sensed the danger and was about to dodge when the three black spheres exploded with a deafening roar just a few feet in front of him!
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
Three consecutive, deafening explosions rang out like sudden claps of thunder.
The violent shockwave sent the surrounding trees swaying wildly, leaves raining down from their branches.
Within a radius of several yards centered on Yang Jing, thick black smoke instantly billowed up. Dirt and shattered rock were sent flying by the shockwave, spraying in all directions like a sudden downpour.
Several nearby trees, each as thick as a bowl, were snapped in half by the ferocious force of the blast, their broken trunks charred black.
Li Hongyu stood outside the black smoke, a savage glint in his eyes and a cruel smile playing on his lips.
These black spheres were called Fire Thunder Orbs. They had been bestowed upon him by his Saintess and were extremely powerful—a unique hidden weapon developed by the Holy Sect.
Even a Huajin Powerhouse would be killed or severely injured by the blast if they were the slightest bit careless.
These three Fire Thunder Orbs were his last trump card.
He had originally planned to save them for a veteran Huajin Powerhouse like the Jiang Family Third Elder. But facing a rising star as exceptionally talented as Yang Jing, he didn’t dare to be the least bit careless and had simply thrown all of them at once.
