Isn't this seeking death?
"Alright, since you are Spirit Ant, you may now hit the road!"
Ling Zhenfei had already decided to execute Tan Shaojie and his band of thieves, his expression instantly turned cold, and his figure burst forward with an unimaginable speed, snatching the ax from Spirit Ant's grip and swinging it down ferociously.
Thud!
A single ax stroke beheaded him, clean and neat.
Spirit Ant's head fell from his neck like a sweet potato onto the ground, as blood spurted out from the severed neck in copious amounts.
Pfft!
Blood splattered, and Spirit Ant's headless corpse actually remained standing steadily, not yet having the chance to fall.
Whoosh!
"Rest in peace, and please be a good person in your next life!"
After wielding the ax and taking a life, Ling Zhenfei's figure shot off like an arrow, not looking back.
Thump!
Hearing the words Ling Zhenfei said as he was leaving, the body of Spirit Ant finally fell down like a felled tree, unwilling yet rigidly.
Listening to the sounds behind him, Ling Zhenfei stood proudly, his brows furrowed tightly, his deanor solemn and filled with a killing aura.
Now, all five of Tan Shaojie's top n, aside from that waste Chi Hu, had been slain by him. Tan Shaojie's wings had been clipped, and he was surely fleeing like a dog that lost its ho.
They were not far from the border, and he must hurry to capture this gang of criminals, all filled with evil, and bring them back to Binyang to stand trial.
Night fell!
The night in the forest, although quiet and beautiful, concealed step-by-step dangers; a mont of inattention could bury one in nocturnal nightmares, unable to escape.
There was not a single streak of light in the woods, and with such harsh weather, ordinary people wouldn't dare to continue traveling. Moreover, humans are not machines; they need rest.
Ling Zhenfei found a dry spot under a tree to lie down and rest, knowing that at this mont, Tan Shaojie and his n were surely hiding sowhere to recuperate.
Everything would co to an end after dawn breaks tomorrow!
However, what Ling Zhenfei did not expect happened precisely under the quiet veil of night...
Ling Zhenfei lay on a bed hastily made from vines, counting the stars that flickered bright and dim, and drifted off to sleep unwittingly. In the midst of his hazy slumber at night, he suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from the distant grassland.
The sound was so faint, an ordinary person's ears wouldn't be able to hear it clearly, let alone martial arts practitioners who would struggle to discern it.
Ling Zhenfei's vigilance was inherent, and even though he was asleep, he reacted instantly.
Although he was alert, Ling Zhenfei did not imdiately get up; instead, he kept his eyes closed, feigning sleep, while his mind raced.
The rustling suggested that so creature was slowly approaching him.
While he was certain sothing was quietly approaching, Ling Zhenfei could not tell what it was. It could be a person, or it could be a fierce animal out for a nightti hunt!
After all, this was a prival forest, teeming with countless of fierce beasts—it could be a tiger or a leopard!
The sound continued to draw closer. Although he couldn't see clearly in the darkness, Ling Zhenfei activated his Perspective Eye, waiting for the sound to get closer before taking a good look.
The first thing that appeared in his vision was a faint glimr of knife-light.
The knife, held in soone's hand, was so sharp that even in the pitch-black night where one couldn't see their hand in front of their face, it emitted a glint beyond what the human eye could normally detect.
Having confird that the person approaching was indeed human, and moreover a highly skilled cultivator, Ling Zhenfei's anxious heart settled down.
With all five of his top experts eliminated by his own hand, the person who could now approach him silently had to be Tan Shaojie without a doubt, Ling Zhenfei thought without needing to think hard about it.
It appeared that Tan Shaojie had finally realized Ling Zhenfei's strength and had decided to co under the cover of darkness to eliminate Ling Zhenfei himself.
However, unfortunately for him, despite his caution, he had not anticipated that his whereabouts had already been exposed to Ling Zhenfei.
...
In the midst of the dark night, Tan Shaojie held his breath, with a sharp blade in hand, inching closer to Ling Zhenfei step by step.
His footsteps were as light as a snake's or a cat's, barely audible despite the leaf-covered ground.
His several subordinates had been defeated by Ling Zhenfei, which had escalated Tan Shaojie's dread of Ling Zhenfei to an unparalleled degree.
Tan Shaojie had deeply felt that Ling Zhenfei was his nightmare, and he must eliminate him at all costs!
"Kid, this day next year will be your death anniversary!"
Seeing Ling Zhenfei sleeping soundly, a surge of killing aura filled Tan Shaojie's evil eyes, and with a cold hum in his heart, his hand with the pointed knife cast a cold light, stabbing swiftly down towards Ling Zhenfei.
"Hehe, you finally ca. I've been waiting here for a long ti!"
Just when Tan Shaojie's ruthless knife was about to hit Ling Zhenfei, suddenly Ling Zhenfei's closed eyes burst open, and he said with a cold chuckle.
Whoosh!
At the sa ti, his body, which had been lying down, moved in an angle Tan Shaojie couldn't have imagined, instantly leaping out of the encirclent of Tan Shaojie's blade's reach, and crossed his arms over his chest, looking at Tan Shaojie with disdain.
"You... you weren't asleep?" Upon seeing this, Tan Shaojie exclaid in astonishnt.
He truly had not expected that his attack, which he believed was a sure kill, could be so easily deflected by the other.
"Asleep? Hehe, how could a mighty lion fall asleep in front of a lamb? I'm still waiting to take you back to Binyang for trial," said Ling Zhenfei, striking a casual pose and eying Tan Shaojie with sharp, cold eyes. His expression was indeed like that of a majestic lion, looking down with pity at the lamb that had delivered itself to his door.
"You... How absurd! You dare to call a lamb?"
Having been swept by his contemptuous gaze, Tan Shaojie suddenly felt a rush of anger surging into his chest and shouted aloud.
"Enough talk. If you want to prove you're not a lamb, then defeat first!" Ling Zhenfei stared at him, his eyes filled with even greater scorn.
"Kid, prepare to die!"
Unable to contain his fury, Tan Shaojie roared, his figure darting forward with the knife in his hand tracing another scorching arc in the darkness, stabbing fiercely towards Ling Zhenfei.
"With just you, wanting to kill ? You're still too green!"
Ling Zhenfei laughed coldly, not dodging but advancing, moving directly against the trajectory of Tan Shaojie's stabbing blade, suddenly raising his hand.
Crack!
A clear sound of a wrist bone breaking suddenly echoed in the stillness of the dark night.
It turned out that Ling Zhenfei's seemingly casual hand raise had accurately struck Tan Shaojie's wrist which held the knife.
In his palm he concealed a fluctuation of Yuanli, and with one strike, the effect was sharper than that of any axe or blade, directly breaking Tan Shaojie's wrist bone.
"Ugh!" Suffering such a heavy injury, Tan Shaojie grunted in pain, and the knife in his hand clanged as it fell to the ground.
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