Chapter 40

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Fortunately, with the Thousand Spider Poison Hand, he inflicted 25 points of poison damage on the enemy, killing him by sheer poisoning.

Lin Qing's back was drenched in cold sweat.

He changed into this person's clothes.

A moment later, the leader shouted, "He San, are you dead at the back?"

The other two sneered.

Lin Qing did not answer.

After a while, another person walked over with a cold snort.

"He San, only you would try to shirk responsibility. Who wouldn't want to stay in a sheltered spot?"

As soon as he turned the corner, Lin Qing pounced immediately!

Throat cut!

"Throat cut successfully!"

"You dealt 21 points of damage."

"The opponent was successfully paralyzed."

Watching the Ming Cult member, who clutched his neck, convulsed, and his face gradually turned black, Lin Qing felt no guilt, but rather a strange thrill.

In this world of the strong preying on the weak, it was either kill or be killed.

There was no sense of guilt.

These Ming Cult members were his enemies.

He discovered that each Ming Cult member he killed earned him 3 points of righteous reputation.

Compared to killing Yin Yewang, which would earn him 500 points of righteous reputation, Lin Qing immediately understood why reputation was so valuable.

Seeing the two not return, the other two immediately became alert.

The leader and the cult member exchanged glances, drew their weapons, and were about to surround them.

Unexpectedly, as they just reached the corner, they saw the two supporting each other, walking over.

The leader immediately relaxed and scolded, "Are you two playing around? What's going on?"

Lin Qing lowered his voice, laughed bitterly twice, but did not speak, secretly shaking the other person's body.

In the darkness, the leader thought the person had drunk too much and was drunk, frowning and shouting, "Take him in."

Lin Qing supported the person, walked to the two, and suddenly pushed the person, launching a surprise attack!

The person staggered into the leader's arms.

As the moon came out, under the moonlight, the leader was horrified to find that the person's neck was cut, his face black and purple, and he had been dead for a long time!

Taking advantage of this split-second time difference, Lin Qing's dagger viciously slashed the other person's neck!

The person's piercing scream echoed through the night.

Fortunately, in this village, there were only these four guards, and no other enemies, or they would have been discovered long ago.

The leader, instead of getting angry, laughed and kicked the corpse of his subordinate away.

"You are the spy of the Six Great Sects, right?"

He completely ignored his subordinate who was groaning on the ground, saying coldly.

The moonlight shone on him, revealing his broad chest and strong body, like a fierce tiger, exuding a fierce aura.

In his hand, a single saber was tightly gripped, with the strength and momentum to kill tigers and lions!

This was the elite of the Ming Cult!

Unlike ordinary Ming Cult members.

Lin Qing had killed three cult members, and now had a good understanding of their strength.

They were a bit stronger than ordinary people, with muscle 6-7, constitution 5, and reflex 5, mostly close-combat fighters.

In comparison, his muscle attribute was 6, constitution 4, and reflex 4, not as good as the other side.

But Lin Qing had accumulated props and weapons, and a smart mind, which was far more terrifying than muscle.

He stood facing the leader from a distance.

The leader had a flare in his pocket, ready to signal for help.

But he did not dare to take it out.

His three subordinates were all dead.

He was sizing up his opponent.

Having entered the Ming Cult from a young age and received training, his courage and experience far exceeded those of ordinary cult members.

The man in front of him was not impressive to him.

His strength, reflexes, and constitution were all average, even worse than his subordinates.

The only thing worth mentioning was his divide-and-conquer tactics and those eyes.

Those were the eyes of a wolf, defiant and unyielding, shining in the darkness.

"Hmph! The Six Great Sects actually sent someone like you to die," the leader said coolly. "Do you think our Ming Cult has no one?"

"I've already killed three," Lin Qing said calmly. "I'm not afraid to tell you, Yin Yewang also died at my hands."

He was trying to provoke the leader.

The leader's eyes narrowed, and after a careful look, he laughed instead of getting angry. "Indeed! I recognize your portrait. Do you know that your head is worth a position as a hall master and 20,000 taels of silver on Bright Peak?"

His eyes were filled with killing intent.

Old Master Yin Tianzheng had long issued a bounty.

The murderer of Yin Yewang was this person.

He had thought that the one who killed Yin Yewang would be a high-ranking expert from a prestigious sect, but it turned out to be such a weakling.

He looked around cautiously, but found no accomplices.

This guy was alone.

"This great fortune has really fallen on me," the leader put away the flare, completely abandoning the idea of signaling for help.

Killing this person would make him a hall master, equal to those guys. Why should he still stand guard in this cold night in this desolate place?

He was extremely confident in victory.

His strength should be stronger, his movements agile, and his weapon powerful.

Let's do it!

He pounced on Lin Qing like a tiger.

Lin Qing knew his plan had succeeded.

Killing these cult members and facing the leader in a one-on-one fight.

Indeed, his righteous reputation had vanished.

But his Ming Cult enmity value had not disappeared!

As mentioned before, everything has its pros and cons, and vice versa. Used well, enmity value can be more useful than reputation!

This Ming Cult elite, due to the bounty and enmity against him, had pounced over instead of signaling for help.

Lin Qing turned and ran.

He took large strides, fleeing into the darkness.

The leader, confident in his martial prowess, sneered and pursued.

He knew the enemy must have a trick up his sleeve.

But he was not afraid.

Holding the single saber, the leader's tiger-like eyes fixed on Lin Qing, he pursued fiercely.

He suddenly raised his saber and slashed at Lin Qing.

Lin Qing rolled desperately to stand up.

His back, unable to dodge in time, was cut with a wound.

"You were attacked by the Ming Cult leader."

"Opponent's muscle 8, your muscle 6."

"Opponent has the skill [Severing Gate Saber Technique], attack coefficient 1.2."

"Opponent dealt damage based on muscle difference, weapon damage, minus defense armor, multiplied by attack coefficient."

"You received 6 points of damage."

Muscle 8 and the skill [Severing Gate Saber Technique]?

Lin Qing's pupils constricted.

This would be a tough battle.

The leader sneered, blood dripping from his blade.

"You are the enemy of our Ming Cult, I will kill you!"

Another slash, like rolling thunder, came down.

Lin Qing remained calm, turning and running again.

The leader, both surprised and angry, pursued.

Suddenly, he felt his feet give way.

It was a rope!

In the darkness, there was a rope.

He immediately lost his balance and fell forward.

But his high reflex of 7 gave him strong balance, and he regained it after a few steps.

But Lin Qing was already pouncing like a tiger!

The third level [White Eyebrow Eagle Claw Technique] activated!

He moved like lightning, using the leader's unsteady momentum to grab the leader's hand!

The rope was a simple trap he had set with his own rope prop.

But even the simplest trap was deadly in the darkness.

The leader had underestimated his opponent.

Indeed, Lin Qing's numerical attributes were far inferior to his, even to ordinary Ming Cult members.

But he had a smart mind and a strong will.

The leader's stumble was enough to affect his attributes.

Lin Qing's [White Eyebrow Eagle Claw Technique], enhanced by Yin Yewang's [Eagle King Bracelet], was as effective as the fourth level.

The leader had to pass a check with a -6 disadvantage, or he would be controlled by Lin Qing for 3-5 seconds!

His attributes were indeed good.

But if a Ming Cult leader could escape the fourth level of [White Eyebrow Eagle Claw Technique], why would he still be a mere leader?

He had skills, [Severing Gate Saber Technique] level 2 and [Hardened Body Technique] level 2, which were more than enough for a leader.

But the fourth level of [White Eyebrow Eagle Claw Technique] was a D-level technique personally created by the White Eyebrow Eagle King and granted to the upper echelons of the Heavenly Eagle Sect!

The leader failed to pass Lin Qing's [White Eyebrow Eagle Claw Technique] and was firmly controlled.

He felt his wrist as if it were broken, and his saber was taken by the enemy.

Lin Qing knew the leader's attributes could suppress the effective time, so he did not waste time.

The sharp dagger, with the Thousand Spider Poison, viciously stabbed into the leader's neck, slashing fiercely!

The leader's hot blood spurted out, splashing Lin Qing's face.

Under the moonlight, Lin Qing's face, covered in blood, looked like a killing demon.

But his expression was as calm as a baby just waking up.

He struck again.

Another throat cut!

Since the leader was controlled by the grappling skill, he could not resist!

Success!

Two throat cuts!

Plus poison and bleeding damage.

But the leader was still not dead!

He staggered, struggling to break free from Lin Qing's control and stand up.

His neck was bleeding profusely, like a bull that had just escaped the butcher's slaughter, his eyes filled with madness.

"You... you! I'll kill you!"

He had no saber left, and charged with his fists.

Lin Qing fought calmly.

His strength, with a 2-point increase in muscle attribute, was only 30 points. After using the third level of [White Eyebrow Eagle Claw Technique] once, he had only enough left for one more use!

This was a serious lack of combat endurance.

Fortunately, the leader was also at the end of his strength.

After a fierce hand-to-hand battle, the leader died, his eyes wide open in disbelief.

Lin Qing was hit hard twice, his face bruised and swollen, and his health points dropped by 10.

The leader was indeed a strong opponent, and this was the result of a hand-to-hand fight.

He almost died.

He sighed and searched the leader's body.

Since the leader was killed by him, he received 100% of the kill contribution and all the items.

But the harvest was not great.

"Huh? What's this? [Hardened Body Technique]?" Lin Qing picked up a martial arts manual.

[Hardened Body Technique] Upper Volume: E-level skill. Passive skill. Defense skill. One of the most common hard qi techniques in the martial world. Easy to learn and use, it is its only advantage. Ten levels in total, each level increases defense by 2 points. Each use consumes 1 point of qi. This volume can only be practiced up to level 5. Space acquisition value: 200 supply points.

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