Chapter 91

"Who I am is none of your business, Blood Knife, prepare yourself."

With a cold laugh, Li Wuqing lightly leaped off his horse and struck out with a palm toward Blood Knife Old Ancestor.

Blood Knife Old Ancestor was startled, and his figure retreated backward. A streak of blood light suddenly bloomed, like a blood wheel, slicing toward Li Wuqing.

Although Blood Knife Old Ancestor's internal strength was not as great as Li Wuqing's, his Blood Knife technique was indeed formidable. The sudden appearance of the blood light brought a sharp and intimidating force, and a faint bloody aura rushed toward him.

Li Wuqing was slightly surprised. He extended his right hand, and a blue, shimmering long sword appeared in his grasp. The Lengbi Sword immediately thrust forward.

With a "ding," the Lengbi Sword met the Blood Knife. Using the force, Li Wuqing's figure retreated into the air, drawing an arc and landing back on his horse.

Struck by Li Wuqing, Blood Knife Old Ancestor lost his balance and retreated backward. When he managed to dispel the force transmitted to his body, he leaped into the air, mounted the yellow horse, and galloped away.

"What a beautiful lady, too bad! The old monk's good fortune is not enough."

As the horse galloped, Blood Knife Old Ancestor glanced back at Shuisheng, sighing with regret.

"Where do you think you're going!"

Li Wuqing shouted loudly and spurred his horse to chase after him.

Leaving the small town, Blood Knife Old Ancestor galloped westward, choosing desolate paths. Li Wuqing pursued closely, not letting up for a moment.

After a while, he realized that the sound of the horse's bells was too piercing, "ding dang, ling ling," clearly guiding Li Wuqing. Blood Knife Old Ancestor immediately reached out and removed the golden and silver bells one by one.

The yellow horse was originally Wang Xiaofeng's mount. Though not a thousand-mile horse, it was still a fine steed, extremely fast, far surpassing Li Wuqing's horse.

After a stretch of the journey, the distance between them widened. Li Wuqing's inferior horse was already panting heavily, unable to keep up.

Blood Knife Old Ancestor, fleeing ahead, felt extremely frustrated. Since mastering the Blood Knife Sutra and taking over the Blood Knife Sect, he had never been so embarrassed. However, he dared not stop. He had already experienced Li Wuqing's formidable strength, with deep and boundless internal power, and he had no confidence in winning.

Seeing Li Wuqing's horse struggling, Blood Knife Old Ancestor secretly rejoiced. But before he could relax, he saw a magnificent horse mysteriously appear beside Li Wuqing.

Taking out a horse token from his storage space, Li Wuqing released "Zhuri." Mounting the horse, "Zhuri" galloped like the wind, chasing after Blood Knife Old Ancestor.

"Zhuri" was a true thousand-mile steed, incredibly fast, far surpassing the yellow horse Blood Knife Old Ancestor had stolen.

In a short while, Li Wuqing caught up to Blood Knife Old Ancestor, with less than ten zhang between them, a very short distance for experts.

Leaping from "Zhuri's" back, Li Wuqing used the Lingbo Microstep, moving like a low-flying bird, leaping several zhang forward, pouncing on Blood Knife Old Ancestor.

With man and sword as one, he executed the "White Rainbow Piercing the Sun" technique, thrusting at Blood Knife Old Ancestor. Decades of profound Beiming True Qi poured into the Lengbi Sword, making it glow.

The faint sound of the sword resonated, and Blood Knife Old Ancestor, sensing the power of the strike, became solemn. He did not dare to block it directly, instead, he fell to the side of the yellow horse, avoiding the Lengbi Sword.

"Pop!"

The sword missed, but it still cleaved the air. Feeling the wind-like force brush past his cheek, Blood Knife Old Ancestor's face changed, secretly relieved that he had avoided the strike.

Before his relief could settle, the galloping yellow horse suddenly collapsed. Blood Knife Old Ancestor, startled, released the horse and leaped to the side.

Standing on the ground, Blood Knife Old Ancestor discovered that the horse's head had been severed, blood gushing onto the ground.

With a wave of his hand, Li Wuqing put away "Zhuri." In the vast, desolate area, only Li Wuqing and Blood Knife Old Ancestor remained.

This was a cliff beside a hill by the river, a desolate place with no passersby or houses, extremely open.

"Such a desolate place, perfect for your burial."

Gently stroking the Lengbi Sword, Li Wuqing spoke slowly.

The sudden disappearance of the magnificent horse startled Blood Knife Old Ancestor, finding the event strange. However, after hearing Li Wuqing's words, he did not back down.

"Hmph, talking big. If you want to kill me, you'll have to ask this knife in my hand."

Blood Knife Old Ancestor said fiercely.

A soft, flexible Burmese knife appeared in Blood Knife Old Ancestor's hand, the blade trembling like a live snake. The edge was dark red, with a faint blood glow, quite terrifying.

Seeing the knife, Li Wuqing knew it was the Blood Knife, a true treasure, extremely sharp, rarer than the Lengbi Sword.

However, Li Wuqing had little interest in the knife, as the Blood Knife was quite sinister, requiring a human head to be sacrificed on every full moon night to maintain its sharpness.

"Very well, let's see who is stronger."

With that, Li Wuqing did not hesitate, thrusting his sword, the Wuliang Sword Technique shining like the moon.

Blood Knife Old Ancestor's Blood Knife also came out, with no less momentum. His martial arts were bizarre and cruel, something Li Wuqing had rarely seen.

Li Wuqing's internal strength was indeed profound, each sword strike powerful, creating a whistling sound, making Blood Knife Old Ancestor dare not touch the blade lightly.

Although Blood Knife Old Ancestor's internal strength was not as great as Li Wuqing's, his martial arts were bizarre and mysterious, and his Blood Knife technique was at its peak.

To practice the Blood Knife technique, one must start with the "paper slicing and tofu cutting" skills.

For "paper slicing," one hundred thin sheets of paper are stacked on a table. A single horizontal cut slices off the top sheet without disturbing the second. Then the second sheet is cut, followed by the third, until all one hundred sheets are sliced.

For "tofu cutting," a block of tofu is placed on a wooden board. It is sliced into twenty pieces, each piece intact and unbroken.

Blood Knife Old Ancestor's Blood Knife technique had reached its peak. Placing a hair on someone's nose, he could ride by and slice the hair onto the knife without harming the person, demonstrating the technique's subtlety.

This level of skill required not only superior martial arts but also years of practice and profound martial arts expertise.

Currently, although Li Wuqing's internal strength was profound, it was due to the Beiming Divine Skill. His techniques, whether with a sword or a knife, were not as refined.

In terms of martial skills, Blood Knife Old Ancestor was superior. Fortunately, Li Wuqing had a clear understanding of his own abilities and did not compete in techniques but used his strengths to attack his weaknesses.