NOVGO.NET Chapter 749: 317: Captured_2
Chapter 749: Chapter 317: Captured_2
Today, Bei Changzhi’s methods truly broadened everyone’s horizons.
Lin Tao, Duan Qinghen, and Ling Feimiao, although they had not exerted their full strength, Deng Fengbai, Rong Zhan Tang, and himself, truly intended to kill mercilessly.
Unexpectedly, facing him alone against three, their trio actually collapsed at the first blow.
Yet such a master could not withstand a single finger snap from Su Mo.
Who would willingly oppose such a character unless absolutely necessary?
Using him to deal with Wan Yutang today was like dancing on the edge of a blade, a slight misstep could lead to death.
Had he witnessed this scene with his own eyes, it would have been truly inexplicable.
He immediately stopped overthinking and as Deng Fengbai suggested, decided to kill Xiao Feng first.
With a thought, he moved his fingers like flying and also charged forward to attack.
Xiao Feng, with one hand on the hilt of his blade, enveloped his vital points with the Mountain Pushing Palm, not daring to block directly. However, from the corner of his eye, he saw Lai Wenxiu’s finger wind.
The martial arts technique used by this person was the Absolute Skill of the Eleventh Hall, “Unpredictable Finger.”
No wind, unpredictable; no trace, no crack!
Now, this finger strength, though unmanifested, secretly locked down all of Xiao Feng’s retreat routes, forcing him to take on the Mountain Pushing Palm directly.
Seeing this, Xiao Feng let out a soft breath.
Knowing that at this moment, he no longer had any other option, he ceased to think further.
With a hum, his single blade unsheathed.
The blade light, like refined metal, suddenly pulled a strip of sky.
This strike with a raised blade, was his own original move from Gui Cang Blade Technique, slashing from below upwards, with a sharp edge, capable of breaking a thousand jin!
Moreover, the edge of the blade leapt out, heading straight for the Mountain Pushing Palm.
Hum!!
The palm wind and the blade light fiercely collided, instantly stirring up numerous vigorous winds.
Deng Fengbai sneered:
“A grain-sized pearl also shines brightly?”
With a turn of his inner breath, he stimulated a formidable Inner Strength, causing his robe behind to rustle noisily.
Suddenly, he heard a faint tearing sound coming from the void.
Startled, he saw that Xiao Feng’s Blade Qi had actually broken through his Mountain Pushing Palm, heading straight for his palm.
How could this be acceptable?
Instantly flinging his sleeves, his palms changed seventeen times continuously before he managed to divert the blade edge with two palms.
That blade edge, however, left a deep mark on a tree with a buzz.
With this blade, Xiao Feng forced Deng Fengbai back, but by the time he looked up, Unpredictable Finger was already upon him.
At this moment, to use his Blade Technique was already too late.
He practiced the Gui Cang Blade Technique; the essence of the technique lies in the words ‘Gui’ (return) and ‘Cang’ (hide), not in speed.
Unpredictable Finger, no wind unpredictable, no trace no crack, first seen far away, next seen close at hand.
At the critical moment, Xiao Feng could only raise a palm in response.
In an instant, between fingertip and palm, Xiao Feng himself didn’t move, yet his body was forced to swiftly retreat backward by this finger, his feet plowing the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust, his Inner Strength dissipating to both sides, continuously booming.
This retreat spanned more than three yards, by which point Xiao Feng could barely stabilize the internal breath within his body, thumping one foot onto the ground.
With a thunderous sound, the ground suddenly erupted, and he looked up to see Lai Wenxiu in mid-air, pointing down with a finger. At the place of palm and finger, was both a contest and his source of leverage.
Yet they were at a deadlock there.
But Xiao Feng was not in good spirits; after all the struggle, he hadn’t killed anyone.
Facing Deng Fengbai with that blade was already his limit, yet he failed to take this man’s life.
Tonight’s life and death battle, if he could not weaken his opponent while strengthening himself, he was likely doomed.
And in a contest of Inner Strength, he truly might not be a match for this Eleventh Hall Hall Master.
Although Xiao Feng spoke and acted cautiously, his mind worked even faster during a life-threatening fight, already starting to think of strategies.
What should he do to kill this man?
On Xiao Feng’s side, perhaps due to extensive experience, even under such dire circumstances, he still methodically considered his strategies.
However, Lai Wenxiu seemed vaguely anxious.
Two Hall Masters teaming up against a Vice Hall Master of the Second Hall, an inferior at that, yet they had still not subdued him after so long?
Spreading this news would sound bad enough as bullying the weaker.
Bullying the younger and fighting this long was simply disgraceful.
Seeing Xiao Feng’s inner breath continuant and unending, Lai Wenxiu eventually took a deep breath, channeling all his Inner Strength into his finger.
Hovering in mid-air, with his Inner Strength in motion, his face faintly reddened, white smoke drifting from his head, yet dispersed by the Vigorous Wind in the blink of an eye, leaving only his hair flying.
His power had been pushed to the limit.
Under this pressure of Inner Strength, Xiao Feng’s expression darkened, putting all effort to resist.
Meanwhile, his other hand holding the single blade, he tried to send it out smoothly.
At any rate, the deadlock of this Inner Strength contest needed to be broken.
But just at that moment, Deng Fengbai had come charging back.
His form explosively broke through the void, his clothes tearing through the wind, his two palms like mountains, carrying a thousand jin of power.
Seeing this, Xiao Feng wanted to send that blade, but it was now impossible.
Realizing his situation, he could only act as if resigned to fate and swung out a blade.
His entire Inner Strength was concentrated in the contest with Lai Wenxiu; this blade had neither the power nor the subtlety required, reaching the end of his options, all he could do was to resign to fate.
Deng Fengbai, knowing his predicament, burst into laughter for a moment:
“You little thief, prepare to die!!!”
His palms turned with one hundred twenty percent of Inner Strength, aiming to end Xiao Feng on the spot.