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Chapter 87 of 100

Chapter 87

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Li Wenjun was one hundred percent sure that he did not know the middle-aged Taoist priest who had suddenly appeared, but the man had called out his name, and the possibility of a mistake was very small.

Li Wenjun reacted quickly. He swiftly drew the Dragon-Headed Goose Feather Saber and cautiously guarded himself, asking, "Friend, I don’t know you, and I don’t remember having any grudge with you. Did you mistake me for someone else?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest snorted coldly and said, "Li Wenjun, you don’t need to deny it. Let me tell you the truth, I came from Sanshan County. A month ago, I entered the mountains and searched for you everywhere. I didn’t expect you to be hiding in this remote corner. Now that I’ve found you, it’s easy. I’m going to use your head to honor my nephew’s spirit."

"Who is your nephew? Is there some misunderstanding here?" Li Wenjun was using every possible moment to delay the outbreak of the conflict, so that he could face the enemy in the best possible state once the fight began.

The middle-aged Taoist priest, either overly confident or believing he could control everything, did not see through Li Wenjun’s small trick. He said coldly, "I’ll let you die with your eyes open. Over a month ago, my nephew, accompanied by my father’s guards, was passing through Sanshan County. They didn’t provoke you, but you had evil intentions and killed them all.

"My nephew was the most beloved child of my father and my sister. When they learned that my nephew was killed by you, they were devastated. As a son and a brother, I naturally have to help them by eliminating anyone who dares to harm our family.

"Li Wenjun, remember this: my name is Liu Zhiyun. When you reach the underworld, remember to tell King Yama my name. Li Wenjun, you’re going to die."

Before Liu Zhiyun finished speaking, he and Li Wenjun almost simultaneously made their moves. A four- to five-foot-long blade of light split out from Li Wenjun’s side, while Liu Zhiyun unleashed a dozen fireballs with a flick of his wrist.

Li Wenjun was startled. He didn’t even have time to see the effect of the blade of light before he jumped up and quickly fled from his original position.

The disparity in strength between them was too great. Li Wenjun could only produce one fireball at a time, while Liu Zhiyun could produce over a dozen. What did this mean?

Li Wenjun ran as fast as he could. As the saying goes, “As long as the green hills are there, one need not fear a lack of firewood.” Knowing he couldn’t win, staying to fight would be either a sign of mental illness or being bewitched. Li Wenjun wouldn’t do such a foolish thing.

"You’re quick to see the situation, but do you think you can escape from my hands with just a simple light body technique?" Liu Zhiyun snorted coldly. He took out two talismans, slapped them on his legs, and instantly took flight, carried by the wind. He quickly chased after Li Wenjun at an extremely fast speed.

After running a long distance, Li Wenjun looked back and saw that Liu Zhiyun was not only closely following him but was also flying in the sky. This situation filled Li Wenjun with unprecedented despair. The disparity was too great; how could he fight?

However, despite his despair, Li Wenjun had no intention of giving up. No matter who wanted to kill him, he would make them pay a price. No matter who wanted to bite him, he would knock out their front teeth.

Li Wenjun did not slow down and continued to run at an extremely fast speed. As he ran, he thought about how to turn the tables, at least to leave Liu Zhiyun with something to remember.

Liu Zhiyun, flying in the sky, was much faster than Li Wenjun running on the ground. It didn’t take much effort for Liu Zhiyun to almost catch up with Li Wenjun. He smiled sinisterly in the air and said, "Not bad, Li Wenjun. You’ve cultivated your light body technique to such a degree that you run faster than a rabbit. Not bad, not bad. But no matter how fast you run, you’ll still end up in the netherworld to keep my nephew company. I’m a merciful person and don’t like to get my hands dirty, so I’ll kill you in a civilized way. Run, run faster, run even faster."

Liu Zhiyun flicked his wrist, and two large fireballs whizzed toward Li Wenjun.

Li Wenjun was terrified and had to speed up to narrowly avoid Liu Zhiyun’s attack.

Liu Zhiyun laughed maniacally, and without stopping, he continued to unleash more fireballs.

This time, Liu Zhiyun made a small mistake, and Li Wenjun seized the opportunity.

When Li Wenjun first started running, he was in a panic and didn’t think about anything. After running for a while, to keep track of the distance between him and Liu Zhiyun, Li Wenjun used the Dragon-Headed Goose Feather Saber he had been holding.

The blade of the Dragon-Headed Goose Feather Saber was very smooth and could reflect like a mirror, though not as clear as a mirror, it could still serve the purpose.

When Liu Zhiyun unleashed multiple fireballs, Li Wenjun noticed a detail through the reflection on the blade. The fireballs Liu Zhiyun unleashed were not generated by his own magic power but by a stack of yellow paper.

This stack of yellow paper was very similar to the yellow paper Jiang Shan had used before, with red symbols on it. In other words, these were talismans.

With this realization, Li Wenjun’s panicked heart suddenly calmed down. This wasn’t because he thought Liu Zhiyun was no longer a threat to his life, but because he no longer felt that Liu Zhiyun was invincible.

A cultivator who could instantly generate multiple fireballs with powerful magic was a different concept from one who used talismans to generate multiple fireballs. The former’s power was undeniable, while the latter’s power was much more superficial and had a lot of water content.

Of course, a large number of talismans could still kill, but they were not as unshakable as powerful magic. Compared to the two, Li Wenjun saw a glimmer of hope.

Li Wenjun’s mind raced. He thought about the fireballs generated by the talismans and then about Liu Zhiyun’s ability to fly. Was this also a temporary ability generated by a talisman? If so, perhaps he could find a way to exploit it and find a glimmer of hope.

If the flying ability was generated by a talisman, there would be a duration. Once the effect wore off, Liu Zhiyun would need to replace the flying talisman, and that might be his chance.

While Li Wenjun was thinking about Liu Zhiyun, Liu Zhiyun was also thinking about Li Wenjun. Initially, Liu Zhiyun was seeking revenge for the death of the third young master, but after meeting Li Wenjun, his thoughts changed significantly.

With this change, Liu Zhiyun’s determination to kill Li Wenjun became even stronger. He was determined to eliminate Li Wenjun at all costs and would not let him escape.