Purple Mist Dao Master-Chapter 124 - 108: Flying Knife! Iron Bow! Treasure Armor! [1600 votes for an extra Chapter, 4000-word mega - !]

Chapter 124: Chapter 108: Flying Knife! Iron Bow! Treasure Armor! [1600 votes for an extra Chapter, 4000-word mega Chapter!]

"No danger, no danger!"

"I can still run!"

Yan Chuan clung to the cliff, exhibiting the "Divine Movement Transformation" Second Layer, "gecko climbing wall" to the extreme, using strength to adhere, like a gecko, walking along the cliff wall, agile as a snake.

Meanwhile, he kept one eye on the top of the cliff, and just as someone was about to come up, halfway over—

Whoosh!

A terrifying, bone-chilling whistle.

Flying Knife!

Another Flying Knife!

This wasn’t just a simple throw; this knife contained not only muscle power but also the waist, using the entire body’s strength, with inner strength erupting from the muscles and infusing and augmenting through the meridians.

This Flying Knife, extremely fast! Extremely fierce!

But—

Clang!

The person on top, holding an iron bow, was quick-eyed and deftly blocked it.

The Flying Knife was deflected!

No result with this strike!

And that person, with foot on the cliff, bent the bow and shot an arrow—

Thwang!

An arrow off the string, directly aiming for Yan Chuan.

The heart!

Again the heart!

Yan Chuan’s heart tightened. Although he was agile on the cliff, it was nothing like being on flat ground, and there wasn’t time to dodge.

Only—

Boom!

Thousand Pounds Fall!

One fall after another!

Yan Chuan became as heavy as a thousand-pound weight, with a forceful exertion, his entire body plummet downwards like a steelyard weight, narrowly dodging the feathered arrow.

Zheng~

The arrow once more easily embedded into the rock of the cliff.

"Piercing Arrow!"

"This person is surely a top-tier expert, possibly seeing me as a same-level opponent, fearing that I, like Wu Qi, have mastered ’muscle training,’ hence every arrow targets my chest, my heart!"

This is not caution!

But arrogance!

If that person were truly cautious, they wouldn’t aim at Yan Chuan’s heart with every arrow, but rather target a spot he must defend, or a place difficult to dodge.

After all.

Merely hitting one arrow, no matter where, even if it doesn’t kill instantly, the ability to escape would be largely crippled, potentially even causing a fall from the cliff to a crushing death.

But that person insists on shooting the heart!

This is a high-level challenge!

If not confidence, if not arrogance, then what?

"Confidence is good!"

"Arrogance is also good!"

Yan Chuan hoped his opponents were always of this nature.

However, dealing with such people requires some cleverness.

"Run first!"

Yan Chuan didn’t tangle, he quickly descended dozens of feet stage by stage, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, he sped away frantically, heading deep into the forest, not towards the White Rock Tribe, but back, towards the Wushan Tribe, turning back to the territory of Guangling Academy!

The path was familiar to him!

This was the safest option!

Another reason, if there were more than one pursuer, or if they were unbeatable, perhaps leveraging the influence of Guangling Academy could deter the pursuer.

"Run!"

Yan Chuan was like light smoke, darting left and right in the forest, evading trees and vines, speed reaching the utmost limit.

There was no commotion behind.

But Yan Chuan looked back and up, from a distance, he saw among the treetops, a middle-aged man soaring like an eagle, with eyes as sharp as an eagle, meeting Yan Chuan’s gaze through the leaves and branches, immediately stringing the bow to shoot an arrow—

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An arrow fired!

No!

Not just one arrow!

Swish, swish, swish!

Three arrows shot simultaneously, arrows like chain pearls, forming a triangular formation, blocking all routes of advance and retreat for Yan Chuan.

"Triple barrage!"

Yan Chuan’s scalp immediately exploded, his entire body instantly went cold, even the ’Divine Movement Transformation’ couldn’t avoid it, he sensed the positions of the three arrows, all he could do was tilt his body slightly—

Bang!

He dodged two arrows but couldn’t avoid the third, hitting squarely on the back, the force of the arrow sent him flying several meters, lying on the ground, unable to move.

"Trying to escape under my arrows?"

Someone descended from the sky, parting the clouds and seeing the sun, holding a bow, with an arrow quiver slung over his back, a wild look on his face with a confident smile, but just as his feet touched the earth—

Boom!

Yan Chuan suddenly feigned death, both hands moved together, launching two flying knives swiftly.

"Huh?"

"Not dead yet?"

Tu Lie’s thick brows furrowed, he turned the bow held in his hand—

Clap!

Clap!

The iron bow turned, changing the magnetic field.

The two flying knives were twisted and easily intercepted. Instantly, this person drew another arrow from the quiver on his back, ready to shoot Yan Chuan again.

"Take this!"

"Watch the flying knife!"

Yan Chuan sprang up, touching his waist with both hands, swung his arms, and immediately launched another two flying knives like lightning.

Boom!

Tu Lie responded calmly, stamped his foot, and magnificently shifted half a body’s distance through the air, stringing the bow to shoot at Yan Chuan.

But then—

"Shh!"

A soft sound.

Tu Lie felt a sharp pain in his chest, he looked down and saw, to his shock, a bloody hole had appeared in his chest, the tight, tough skin and solid muscle nurtured by his ’Eagle Blood’ that even arrows struggled to pierce, yet at this moment, a flying knife had embedded effortlessly.

"You!"

Tu Lie glared, opened his mouth but spat blood.

His Qi Power rapidly faded, the bow in his hand dropped—

Pang!

Weak and powerless!

Kneeling to the ground!

He perished immediately!

Papa!

As he collapsed, two more flying knives followed, the sound of force erupting, exploding his head into a pulp.

If the heart is hit, there’s a chance of surviving!

But a shattered head leaves no chance for life!

...

"No matter how great the martial arts, it’s still afraid of flying knives!"

Yan Chuan muttered a low grunt, using ’Mixed Element Qi’ to expel and dissipate the force from the arrow he had taken to the back earlier, finally smoothing his Qi-Blood flow.

That arrow!

Incredibly strong!

Even with the protection of the 10-level ’Golden Silkworm Silk Armor,’ Yan Chuan nearly passed out.

Luckily!

It was defended!

With another 10-level flying knife—

Precision!

Acceleration!

Sharpness!

Cutting the wind!

Taking the enemy by surprise, killing in one strike!

This was the second top-tier expert to die under Yan Chuan’s miraculous flying knife—

The first was Yuan Shicai!

The second, this bow-wielding expert of the Alien Race!

Yan Chuan stepped forward with a spear, poked and prodded this person, confirmed he was thoroughly dead, then retrieved the miraculous flying knife from within him, hid it securely on his person, and only then took the iron bow into hand.