Chapter 54

Meanwhile.

On a lush hill near the official road.

Three men stood atop a towering tree, looking down and clearly observing everything happening on the road.

"Who would have thought that Lin Fei, that little brat, could actually come out of the Blackwater Mountains alive. It's really surprising. Fortunately, we didn't rush back; otherwise, we would have had a hard time when we returned!" A burly man with thick eyebrows and large eyes said with a sinister smile, his face cold and cruel.

The other two men, taking the burly man as their leader, smiled obsequiously. "Senior Brother, your insight is unparalleled. We almost fell for Lin Fei's tricks. If that little brat had returned, we would have lost all face."

"Yes, yes, it wasn't in vain that we stayed in Blackwater City for nearly two months. There's a good chance that Lin Fei is involved in the deaths of the senior brothers. With his strength, it's impossible for him to have escaped from them. This time, we must eliminate Lin Fei; he doesn't have the qualifications to challenge the senior brothers!"

...

If Lin Fei had heard this, he would have been greatly shocked. They had been waiting in Blackwater City, hoping to catch him like a rabbit in a trap.

After killing those people, Lin Fei had neglected the follow-up work, leaving the bodies exposed. With the constant flow of people in the Blackwater Mountains, the news spread quickly. Although these people had disguised themselves, they were still recognizable to those who knew them well.

Thus, this scene unfolded today.

Lin Fei had a minor conflict with the Blade God Sect at the mountain exit, and they immediately learned about it. They set up an ambush on the official road and invited a notorious band of bald bandits to deal with Lin Fei, ensuring that no clues would lead back to them.

"Lin Fei, that kid, has really improved his strength in a short time. Such a person must not return to the Divine Martial Sect. It's a pity he offended the senior brother and even dared to challenge him, thinking he's a world-class genius." The burly man sneered, his eyes cold, clearly seeing Lin Fei as a dead man.

To deal with Lin Fei, they had recruited the bandits, a notorious group in the Blackwater Mountains. No matter how strong Lin Fei was, he wouldn't survive their hands. They were not disciples of the Blade God Sect but a group of ruthless bandits who killed without hesitation. Even if they faced them, their chances of winning wouldn't exceed thirty percent.

Because they were bandits, ruthless and vicious bandits.

...

"Do you want my life?"

Lin Fei's face darkened. He had thought he was being watched by someone in Blackwater City, which was a common occurrence. However, when he heard those words, he sensed something was amiss.

Since crossing to the Xuantian Continent, Lin Fei was clear about who he had offended, like a mirror. He couldn't think of anyone else.

"Quick-witted kid, but what good is it? Who made you offend the wrong people? Remember, next year's today will be your memorial day. Men, kill for me! Kill this kid, and tonight we'll eat well, drink well, and play with the best women!"

"Kill! Kill!"

"Get down, and I'll chop you up!"

...

Blades and swords immediately surrounded him, and his horse became restless.

"Stupid things!"

Lin Fei cursed under his breath, pressing his hand on the horse's back and leaping into the air with a gentle motion. If they dared to ambush him, they would pay the price. His eyes flashed with a cold light, and his killing intent was intense.

"Kill!"

After nearly three months of hunting beasts, Lin Fei's shout was filled with tangible killing intent, like a blow to the head, landing on the nearest person. The man's face showed a hint of panic, and a white light appeared before him.

"Puff!"

The man's eyes blinked, and he stood still for a moment. A moment later, his body split in two, blood splattering everywhere, and a strong smell of blood filled the air.

One strike, one kill!

In three months, Lin Fei had refined his sword technique to the point where he could use it at will, often pushing it to its limits. His sword technique became more cunning and bizarre, often striking from unexpected directions.

"If this is all you've got, I don't mind wiping you all out today."

Lin Fei snorted coldly, using his Wind Following technique, raising his palm as a blade, and diving back into the crowd. His Thunder Blade technique was unleashed, transforming into invisible white light, weaving a web that cut through the space.

"Puff!"

"Puff!!"

"Puff!!"

With the Wind Following technique, he moved like the wind, leaving no trace. Unless the opponent could match his speed, they couldn't force him out. Lin Fei seemed to be a child of the wind, and every palm strike took a life.

"Ah, my hand!"

"My foot..."

"Come out, get out, I'll kill you!"

...

When had the bald bandits ever encountered such a formidable opponent?

Their group wasn't particularly strong, but their killing skills were top-notch. The accumulated killing intent gave them an advantage in battle. Today, they had made a grave mistake.

A little brat with even more intense killing intent and terrifying agility. His techniques often left him like the wind, making it impossible to land a blow. When the techniques missed, they couldn't change direction, and Lin Fei's fierce sword technique would come down, making it hard for them to resist. This guy was too abnormal.

The little rabbit in their eyes had suddenly turned into a ferocious tiger, a tiger that took lives.

What is the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves? This was the best proof.

The leader of the bald bandits, a man with a bald head, had a face like a bitter gourd, raging and roaring.

"Little brat, you're asking for death!"

To train subordinates, the bandits needed constant killing. In less than a dozen breaths, countless of his subordinates were dead or injured, losing their fighting ability. The bald man was almost spitting blood. This was the hard-earned capital, and if it continued, he would be left with nothing, no longer a bandit.

"Damn, you dare to trick me. After I kill this little brat, you will regret offending me, Baldy."

The bald man glared fiercely at a spot on the official road, cursing in his heart. This time, he had really hit a hard wall, a very formidable hard wall, almost losing all his strength.

"Roaring Tiger Descends the Mountain!"

The bald man roared, his burly body transforming into a fierce tiger. His hands spread outward, and a white tiger shadow appeared, roaring and shaking the forest, truly ferocious. Its massive mouth opened, aiming to bite Lin Fei.

A person should be judged by their current state, not their past. Lin Fei was no longer the same as he was three months ago.

"Good move!"

As a Seventh Rank Martial Artist, Lin Fei showed no significant change.

"Thunder Blade Technique!"

The Thunder Blade Technique, usually as swift as lightning, now transformed into white light, silent and deadly.

Lin Fei raised his right palm as a blade, instantly releasing five beams of white light, one after another, locking onto the bald man.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Five consecutive beams of blade light, transformed into killing light, struck the tiger hard. Despite the Seventh Rank Martial Artist's formidable physical form, these five beams of blade light were not just illusions but real killing light.

The first strike, the tiger's form paused.

The second strike, the tiger's shadow wavered.

The third, fourth, and fifth strikes, the tiger, formed by the mystical energy, could not maintain its form and was shattered by the subsequent three beams of blade light.

The Thunder Blade Technique, five beams of blade light, shattered the tiger.

The bald man's pupils dilated, unable to hide his shock. The Seventh Rank Martial Artist's mystical energy form attack was the most powerful technique, and now it had been shattered, making the blade technique seem terrifying.

The bald man had seen many skilled swordsmen, but the blade light carried a sharp blade intent, as if it could cut through anything, something he had never seen before.

"You... How can you break through my attack!"

The bald man was clearly stunned.

"You talk too much!"

Lin Fei used the Wind Following technique again, raising his right palm as a blade, and unleashed the Thunder Blade Technique, transforming into ten beams of blade light, each more lethal than the last, the white light blinding and terrifying.

"Such a powerful blade light, what technique is this kid practicing!"

The first beam of blade light, even before it reached him, the sharp blade light brought a cold sensation to his face, as if he would be cut in the next breath.

The ten beams of blade light locked onto him, and the bald man did not dare to be careless, using all his skills and mystical techniques to block each attack.

"Puff!"

"Puff! Puff!!"

Even so, after the eighth beam of blade light, the bald man's chest was cut with countless wounds, blood flowing, his breath chaotic, unable to believe he couldn't withstand ten beams of blade light. He was a Seventh Rank Martial Artist, after all.

"My life is over!"

The ninth and tenth beams of blade light came with the force of thunder. The bald man's heart skipped a beat, realizing the last two beams were incredibly powerful.

"Crack!"

His left arm broke, blood gushing, his face pale.

The tenth beam of blade light struck again, and the bald man could not resist. These last two beams were not ordinary blade light but another sword technique—the Great Thousand Leaf Blade Technique.

With a loud bang, the bald man was split in two, his internal organs scattered on the ground, his eyes filled with regret. How could a rabbit become a tiger?

This time, he had really hit a hard wall.