Chapter 19

Su Xing, wielding a long sword, leaped in from the side, raised his sword, and pointed it at everyone with a smile, saying, "Inform the sect? Do you think you still have a chance? Today, none of you will leave alive!"

"And you!" He fiercely swung his long sword, pointing it at Zheng Shi Yi with a sinister smile, "On this journey, you seemed to be dissatisfied with me and Brother He, trying to be the first to act multiple times. I'll start with you!"

"Qingfeng Sword!"

The long sword in Su Xing's hand vibrated, creating a "rustling" sword energy. He slashed diagonally, sending out three strikes directly toward Zheng Shi Yi.

Eight Qi Wheels!

Eight qi wheels in Su Xing's body rotated wildly. The long sword in his hand, like a gentle breeze, appeared soft and weak, but it concealed boundless killing intent, making it hard to discern where the threat of the sword lay.

Even at the Ninth Wheel Realm! Su Xing was confident that even if a true Ninth Wheel Realm opponent came to face him, he could still hold his ground with this sword technique.

A Sixth Wheel Realm? If Su Xing didn't want to win in one move, he wouldn't even use this sword technique.

The sword energy! The sword tip! Instantly locked onto Zheng Shi Yi, his arm veins bulged, and his feet moved as if on wind and fire wheels, instantly rushing out dozens of meters.

"It's you who should die!"

Zheng Shi Yi's feet slid, and the power of the "Eight Desolate Steps" instantly exploded! In one leap, he circled behind Su Xing, a cold smile on his lips, and the dagger hidden in his sleeve slid into his palm!

"Trouble!"

Su Xing's heart was filled with alarm, trying to rush forward to avoid it, but he felt a chill accompanied by a heart-wrenching pain piercing into his back!

Zheng Shi Yi's arm, holding the dagger, pushed forward slightly again!

The sharp dagger, stained with blood, pierced through his chest, the tip gleaming coldly under the sunlight.

"Su Xing... is dead...?"

Everyone was stunned, Su Xing's fierce sword had missed!

That was the sect's Qingfeng Sword Style! The speed and the cunning angle... Huang He's face turned cold, secretly speculating that even if he personally faced it, he would need to put in considerable effort to avoid it, let alone a martial artist of Zheng Shi Yi's level.

But what about the dagger in Su Xing's chest, stained with blood?

A black shadow flashed, and Zheng Shi Yi was already behind Qiu Tianlang.

"'Eight Desolate Steps'! How is that possible!"

Qiu Tianlang's heart was filled with shock, like a towering wave! The "Eight Desolate Steps" covered eight desolations in one step, created by Old Master Xue, though incredibly powerful, it was extremely difficult to cultivate!

If he hadn't guessed wrong... in the entire sect, no! In the entire country! Apart from Old Master Xue, no one else could take the second step.

This unremarkable newcomer, a mere Sixth Wheel Realm, could take the second step!

Terrifying martial talent! Qiu Tianlang's Adam's apple moved up and down, his nine qi wheels rotated wildly, and a glaring golden light burst from his body!

"Jinteng Soul!"

A golden vine, undulating like waves in the sea, with branches like the sharp beak of a phoenix, shot out from his body, rushing toward Zheng Shi Yi.

No need to turn around! No need to move! Qiu Tianlang's martial soul erupted, and the Jinteng Soul unleashed its terrifying power in this moment!

The momentum of Zheng Shi Yi's "Eight Desolate Steps" had not yet dissipated, and he didn't have time to take the third step. His arms crossed in front of his chest, and he was struck by the sharp tip of the vine.

"Spit!"

A mouthful of blood spewed from Zheng Shi Yi's mouth, his face turning deathly pale.

"Such incredible speed!"

The vine reached in the blink of an eye! Zheng Shi Yi's "Eight Desolate Steps" third step was only completed at this moment, instantly retreating over two hundred meters, narrowly avoiding the full force of the vine.

Two hundred meters! Even the Jinteng Soul, no matter how powerful, could not control such a distance. After the strike, it immediately retreated.

Zheng Shi Yi sighed in relief, "Eight Desolate Steps" third step, leaving him extremely weak, and his body was covered in injuries from the vine. If the vine attacked again, he would surely die!

He dared not linger, dragging his weary body, and rushed into the depths of the forest.

"Third step of 'Eight Desolate Steps'! This guy can actually take the third step!"

His body was already extremely weak, yet he still had to use the Jinteng Soul, causing Qiu Tianlang to spit out a mouthful of blood.

He thought this strike would be enough to kill Zheng Shi Yi, but didn't expect Zheng Shi Yi to burst out the "Eight Desolate Steps" three times! The attack range of the Jinteng Soul, with his declining cultivation, could not maintain such a long distance.

A brief shock, and Qiu Tianlang's heart was filled with even more fear! If Zheng Shi Yi had used the "Eight Desolate Steps" to ambush him, then... he might already be a cold, lifeless corpse like Su Xing!

"Damn Huang He!"

Qiu Tianlang angrily swung his arm, turning to yell at Huang He, "You fool! You didn't even know that one of the people you brought could use the 'Eight Desolate Steps'! If he escapes and informs the sect, none of us will live! What are you still standing there for? Go chase him!"

Huang He stood in place, not daring to move, timidly looking in the direction Zheng Shi Yi had gone.

When Zheng Shi Yi killed Su Xing, his speed was so fast that even he couldn't see it clearly. Chasing after him might result in the same fate as Su Xing.

Qiu Tianlang's eyes glinted with a cold light, roaring, "After using the third step of 'Eight Desolate Steps' and being injured by my Jinteng Soul, he can't use the 'Eight Desolate Steps' anymore! Why aren't you chasing him?"

"Yes, Senior Qiu!" Huang He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his nine qi wheels began to rotate rapidly, and he chased after the direction Zheng Shi Yi had gone.

Zheng Shi Yi raised his hand to cover his injured chest, bending over and running into the forest.

The power of the Jinteng Soul was too strong! Just one strike had already injured his internal organs. He needed to find a quiet place to recuperate.

"Thump thump!"

At this moment, the soul seed began to pulse, and dense spiritual energy surged from his dantian, flowing through his meridians into the injured areas.

The pain in his body gradually subsided, and it wouldn't take long for his injured internal organs to begin healing.

Huang He, with murderous intent, chased into the forest. The plan had been going smoothly, but he hadn't expected Zheng Shi Yi to appear!

"Damn you for ruining my plans!" Huang He spat on the ground, cursing, "If I don't chop you up and feed you to the dogs, I'm not Huang He!"

After venting his anger, he increased his speed.

"Brat, I'll let you run!"

Zheng Shi Yi, injured and running slowly, was quickly caught up by Huang He, who shouted at him.

"Trouble!" Zheng Shi Yi sighed, his injuries needed time to heal, and he couldn't afford to conflict with Huang He now. His six qi wheels rotated rapidly, accelerating his sprint.

"Still want to run?" Huang He sneered, his eyes filled with the mockery of a cat playing with a mouse, "You're heavily injured, and running like this will exhaust you even without me attacking!"

"Swish swish!"

"Crack crack!"

The two men running through the forest stepped on the branches, making them crack.

Zheng Shi Yi's injuries were completely healed, and his body had returned to its pre-injury state. Hearing the rapid footsteps behind him, a cold smile appeared on his lips, "You want to kill me? I'll give you the chance."

He slowed his running speed, running slower and slower. Before long, his running had turned into a brisk walk.

Zheng Shi Yi put on a show, swaying from side to side, looking like a drunk person about to fall at any moment.

Huang He was initially puzzled, wondering how this guy, so heavily injured, could still run so fast.

Seeing Zheng Shi Yi's speed gradually slow down and turn into walking, he smiled, shouting, "Brat, you were pretty fast, weren't you? Why aren't you running anymore?"

Zheng Shi Yi, holding his waist with one hand and waving the other, gasped, "I can't... I can't. You don't need to run either. Let's both stop and rest."

Huang He's smile grew wider, he gathered his strength and quickly caught up, looking at Zheng Shi Yi's frail body, and sneered, "Eight Desolate Steps? You, a rookie, really surprised me! Did you kill Zhou Qiang?"

"Yes... yes," Zheng Shi Yi panted heavily, "If I tell the truth, will you let me live?"

"Live?" A cold light flashed in Huang He's eyes, "If I let you live, who will let me live? You deliberately deceived me, do you know what will happen?"

Zheng Shi Yi, breathing heavily, said coldly, "I only know that those who betray their master and their accomplices will not have a good end! If you stop now, it's not too late! Otherwise, if I return to the sect and report, you won't have enough lives to die!"

"Report to the sect?" Huang He's face stiffened, he coldly snorted, "You think you can do it? First, you have to get back to the sect! Die!"

Huang He's palm slashed horizontally, creating a gust of wind, and the "Falling Blade Hand" technique approached like lightning.

The "Falling Blade Hand" emphasizes speed, often striking before the opponent can defend, directly severing the opponent's head.

As he struck, Huang He felt this was the most perfect execution of the technique he had ever used!

"Being killed by my perfect 'Falling Blade Hand' is your honor..." Huang He's lips curled with satisfaction, thinking he would soon sever Zheng Shi Yi's head.

Here it comes! Zheng Shi Yi's six qi wheels burst, his calf muscles suddenly swelling, and the powerful force of the "Eight Desolate Steps" instantly activated, leaving a residual image on the spot, which the "Falling Blade Hand" split in two!

"Eight Desolate Steps!" Huang He's eyes bulged as if they would burst, his scalp tingling, and his martial instincts made him feel the fear of death approaching!

"Eight Desolate Steps" one step, eight desolations!

A chill erupted from his back! He could even feel a dagger, under the gaze of a pair of mocking eyes, piercing into his back!

"Qiu Tianlang! Didn't you say he couldn't use