Chapter 102: Chapter 71 Boiling Qi and Blood! Iron Beast Ghost Face!_2
“Ah!”
Facing the relentless advance of Su Changkong, the blue-clad man, despite being a Divine Bravery Stage Martial Artist, had completely lost his ‘bravery1 in that moment. All that remained was fear, and he couldn’t help but let out a loud scream before turning to flee.
Seeing all his companions, including the Qi-Blood Realm Martial Artist Liu Bairen, killed on the spot by Su Changkong, the impact was too much for him!
Being in the same Divine Bravery Stage, Su Changkong was seriously injured at that moment, and had the blue-clad man battled to the death, he might have had a decent chance of winning. But with his heart filled with fear and turning to run, he completely exposed his back, his life, to Su Changkong.
With a forceful surge of True Qi, Su Changkong’s legs stamped the ground, and he pounced like a fierce tiger, catching up to the blue-clad man who had only just fled a few yards. His left hand, holding the Longsword, mercilessly stabbed towards the man’s back.
“Pffft!”
The blue-clad man felt a pain in his back and chest as the slender blade of the sword pierced through his chest, going straight through his heart.
After running a few steps, the blue-clad man collapsed to the ground, eyes wide open, as his breath faded rapidly.
“Huff, huff, huff!”
It was not until he had killed the blue-clad man that Su Changkong’s long, sustained Turtle Breathing True Qi finally drained away, and he sat down on the ground, gasping for air, with sweat pouring down like rain, soaking his clothes. His heart was pounding so fiercely it felt as though it would leap from his chest!
It was not just because of physical and True Qi exhaustion or bodily weakness, but also because of fear—fear of death!
“If… if that Chief Liu had been wearing body armor, or had been trained in a Horizontal Training Hard Skill like Shi Zijian, the one to die would have been me!”
Su Changkong’s heart kept pounding. He hadn’t felt this when facing Shi Zijian because he was taking the initiative and was mentally prepared for anything.
But being betrayed by Wang Yun, ambushed here by several Black Lotus Sect experts led by Chief Liu, that had been beyond Su Changkong’s predictions, a real life-and-death crisis. He was terrified that if it hadn’t been for the Boiling Blood Scatter he previously concocted, and the sleeve crossbow he had made, he would have already been dead!
“Power… strong, powerful strength is needed to deal with all the unexpected!” Su Changkong silently mused, his desire for strength growing even more. He composed himself, then roughly bandaged the wound on his right arm with his clothing.
Afterward, he sat down to regulate his breath, and an hour later, Su Changkong exhaled a wisp of pale blue air, feeling somewhat restored.
He had been injured by a sword strike from Liu Bairen, but fortunately, it wasn’t a vital spot. In fact, the injury wasn’t serious; it was more the physical depletion that took its toll!
Su Changkong looked down at the corpses on the ground, all of whom met very tragic ends. These Black Lotus Sect experts had come to ambush him, even with Chief Liu Bairen personally making a move, not expecting to instead die by Su Changkong’s hand!
Su Changkong got to his feet and searched the bodies of the Black Lotus Sect experts, but the gains were meager. These Sect experts did not carry great wealth with them. Su Changkong only found Identity Tokens and some strange Pills.
“Let’s go back!”
Su Changkong severed Liu Bairen’s head and his face was covered with a layer of frost.
Today he came the closest to death he ever had, all thanks to the information given by Wang Yun. One could imagine that it was Wang Yun’s betrayal. Su Changkong would never let this pass!
To prevent Wang Yun from getting news and preparing, Su Changkong ignored his own injuries and set off to return to Clearwater City.
The sky had completely darkened.
In a room at the Magistrate Office of Clearwater City, Wang Yun appeared anxious and restless, calculating the time. It was probable that the Black Lotus Sect had already dealt with Wen Tai. Perhaps before long, Wen Tai’s head would be laid before him; every minute was torture.
As for the green-robed man in the room, he seemed very composed, “This time, with two Divine Bravery Stage experts plus Chief Liu acting personally, even if Ghost Face had three heads and six arms, his death is certain!”
“Creak!”
While the two waited, the room door was pushed open, making a creaking sound.
Immediately after, a dark lump flew into the room, carrying the scent of blood, landing on the floor, and rolling several times.
The green-robed man and Wang Yun both looked down in astonishment.
“No… not Wen Tai?” Wang Yun’s heart thumped wildly in shock because the head that flew in was not Wen Tai’s but that of an unfamiliar man. Moreover, the head appeared to have been struck by a tremendous force, twisted out of shape, one of its eyes having popped out of its socket, a sight most miserable!
“Chief Liu!”
As for the green-robed man, he inhaled sharply, scalp tingling, eyes widened in disbelief as he exclaimed. How could he not recognize it? This incredibly grisly, blood-soaked head was none other than Liu Bairen’s!
“Chief Liu… dead?”
The green-robed man’s hair stood on end. While he could hardly believe it, he faintly understood something and quickly looked up.
At the doorway stood a young man in black, carrying the scent of blood, who had pushed the door and entered—it was Su Changkong!
Using the Turtle Breath Technique to conceal his breath, and familiar with the Magistrate Office, Su Changkong had sneaked in silently and arrived at this point.
“Mr… Mr. Wen!”
Su Changkong saw Wang Yun, both delighted and distressed, with an extremely complex expression, as well as the green-robed man, whose face looked as though he had seen a ghost.
“A Black Lotus Sect disciple?” Earlier, when Su Changkong came, he had sensed someone spying on his conversation with Wang Yun. He thought it was just someone assigned to protect Wang Yun by the Magistrate Office and hadn’t paid much attention.
But now, seeing the green-robed man and hearing the man shouting ‘Chief Liu’, how could he not understand that this person was also from the Black Lotus Sect!