However, at the center of the thunderstorm, it was still Lei Wu himself. His palm transford into a source of purple light, dazzlingly bright.
Boom!
The black-robed figure vanished in an instant, and the whole steed reared back with a mournful cry, its waist snapped in half by a single strike from Lei Wu.
"Huh!"
"Huh!"
"Huh!"
Seeing the changes in the blink of an eye, Lei Bao and the others imdiately reacted, pulling on their reins to stop their horses, looking back in confusion at Lei Wu who had violently killed the horse.
"Everyone get off your horses and co to my side quickly." Lei Wu's palms crackled with purple thunder, his entire being enveloped like a thunder god, incredibly mystical.
But this wasn't real thunder, rather it was Inner Strength cultivated from the Thunderbolt Skill of the Thunder Fist Sect's Internal Cultivation thods.
Upon hearing Senior Uncle Lei Wu's command and seeing two of their senior brothers who died without their knowledge, Lei Bao and the others finally understood what was happening and quickly dismounted, rushing to Lei Wu's side, fearing that any delay would spell doom for them.
The surroundings were eerily quiet, without even a sound of wind.
Yet in this unnerving silence, Lei Wu felt an imnse pressure upon him.
He didn't know what that black-robed figure was, but undoubtedly, this was an enemy he had never encountered in all his years in the martial world.
Calling that person a human seed wrong, possessing the ability to disappear into thin air. Such a feat was impossible even for the best Lightweight Skill practitioners, and given the wide official road, there was no way sothing could co and go without trace, unnoticed.
Calling that person a spectral being seed wrong too, as it was early morning with bright sunshine and no shadowy obstacles on the road.
Beads of cold sweat dripped down Lei Wu's forehead for a mont.
The position of the Thunder Fist Sect was indeed precarious.
"Le-, Lei Wu, Senior Uncle, what is happening, where's the enemy?" Lei Bao nervously asked, drawing his sword.
The opponent had silently killed his two senior brothers and made Lei Wu, a Martial Arts Master of Inner Power, so cautious and tense, confirming that the enemy must also be a master in the Inner Power Realm.
"Don't make a noise, stay quiet, this guy's tricky, be careful," Lei Wu warned.
Suddenly, a hand silently erged from the shadow of a Thunder Fist Sect disciple and grabbed him.
"Ah!"
Before everyone could react, they saw the right leg of the Thunder Fist Sect disciple already severed, appearing as if so sharp weapon had chopped it clean off.
"Damn it!" Lei Wu punched the ground, his Inner Strength surging into the earth, causing a deafening roar below, but despite the commotion, there was no effect, with the black-robed figure still not appearing.
"Junior brother, hang in there!" Lei Bao hurriedly tore his clothes to bandage his junior brother's wound.
But unexpectedly, before Lei Bao could bend down, three iron spikes erupted from his junior brother's lower abdon, indicating an attack from below.
"Ah!" Seeing the three iron spikes protruding from his body, the injured Thunder Fist Sect disciple howled in pain, his face turning deathly pale.
"Get him onto a horse!" Lei Wu urgently shouted.
He realized that the guy wasn't nearby but hidden underground.
Could this be a person? It seed they had encountered so eerie being.
Swoosh!
A cold gleam slashed toward Lei Wu's legs, but being an Inner Strength master, Lei Wu had body-protecting Inner Power, unlike those with only external cultivation strength who would be injured imdiately.
He kicked out, clashing with the opponent's strike.
"Sneaky, are you a rat in the gutter? Co out!" Lei Wu's Inner Strength trembled as he grabbed the opponent's weapon and pulled, yanking the black-robed figure out from Lei Wu's shadow, with three iron spikes thrusting toward his head.
A black aura seeped from his palms, enveloping the spikes, sharpening and extending them, revealing him to be a master of Inner Strength too.
Purple Thunder Boom!
Lei Wu struck with both fists, thundering fearlessly towards the opponent.
Zzzt zzzt zzzt!
As the three spikes clashed with his fists, Lei Wu trembled, spewing a mouthful of blood.
This person's Inner Strength was overwhelming, far surpassing his own!
The blood-red eyes of the black-robed figure coldly fixed on Lei Wu, his hands striking with lightning speed. Lei Wu initially managed to defend, but after a dozen rounds, he felt increasingly fatigued, nearly having his right eye pierced at one point, narrowly escaping.
Alas, he was still a move too slow, as the black-robed figure's spike stabbed into Lei Wu's arm. With his left hand swiftly grabbing Lei Wu's throat, he uttered in a hoarse voice, "Does your Thunder Fist Sect also possess a fragnt of the map?"
"You're from the Demon Sect!" Lei Wu instantly realized.
"If you assist in handing over the fragnt, I will spare your Thunder Fist Sect from ending up like Qiu Shui's family,"
"In your dreams! I'd rather die than let the Demon Sect succeed!"
"I'm rely offering your Thunder Fist Sect a chance to survive. Even if you refuse, it won't affect our sect's plans at all. Sadly, you are not wise enough; that thing you possess will only bring trouble upon you, why put up a futile resistance?" The black-robed figure tightened his grip, trying to crush Lei Wu's throat, but being a martial artist with Inner Strength, Lei Wu's body was safeguarded by his power, making the task difficult.
Yet, the black-robed figure's strength far exceeded that of Lei Wu's, making escape impossible. If this continued, Lei Wu's body protection would eventually falter, leading to his demise.
...
After leaving the Qiu Shui's family, Qin Yuesheng headed towards Yangzhou Prefecture at the fastest speed but upon reaching the official road, he witnessed an unusual scene.
A black-robed person was engaged in an intense battle with a middle-aged man, but unfortunately, the middle-aged man was overpowered and lost.
In the martial world, argunts and fights could happen anyti or place due to disputes, which was common. As an outsider, you could never tell who was right or wrong, or perhaps both sides were at fault.
So when encountering such matters, the general rule was to ignore them and mind your own business.
Lei Wu imdiately noticed Qin Yuesheng amidst his life-threatening situation, unwilling to see an innocent suffer. He shouted, "Young man, run! This person is from the Demon Sect; the tragedy at Qiu Shui's family was their doing. Hurry to Yangzhou Prefecture and warn them!"
The black-robed figure cast a cold glance towards Qin Yuesheng, marking him as a must-kill target.
Originally, Qin Yuesheng had intended to leave upon hearing Lei Wu's words, but when Lei Wu shouted, he quickly turned and ran toward them.
"Is what you said true?" Qin Yuesheng asked in astonishnt.
What a coincidence, finding a pillow just when he needed to sleep.
Initially planning to investigate the Demon Sect in Yangzhou Prefecture, he now encountered a mber directly?
Seeing Qin Yuesheng approaching, Lei Wu was infuriated.
"Don't you understand the situation? Run, this is soone from the Demon Sect!"
Qin Yuesheng paused and asked the black-robed figure, "Is this Demon Sect mber really dangerous?"
"The problem isn't danger; they will truly kill you."
"Oh." Qin Yuesheng waved the Celestial Demon Blade in his hand, "No matter, I just have so business with the Demon Sect. Thanks for the warning, uncle."
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