Purple Mist Dao Master-Chapter 157 - 138: Flying Knife, Turning!

"Spiritual!"

"Add a point!"

Yan Chuan moved extremely fast. Before parrying Yao Qingshan, he detonated the ’Wolf Skin War Boots’, and in the instant before the Iron Bow was about to smash Yao Qingshan, he had already strengthened a Flying Knife.

Instant upgrade!

He didn’t even have time to look at the traits of the strengthened level 10 Flying Knife. As the ’bang’ of the Iron Bow hitting Yao Qingshan’s head sounded, Yan Chuan’s Flying Knife had already been thrown—

Whiz!

Flying Knife out!

But it wasn’t a follow-up strike; it was aimed at the position of the knife-wielding black-clothed man’s escape, identified through sound positioning and shot towards him.

Yan Chuan killed Yao Qingshan in one encounter.

At this time.

Tang Huai Ren had just turned to flee, not yet far.

Whiz!

Flying Knife out, silent!

"Ah!"

Silent in attack, scream in return!

A scream echoed in the night—

"Success!"

Yan Chuan knew, that Miracle Item Flying Knife had achieved merit.

Only then did he have the chance to draw out another Flying Knife, giving Yao Qingshan a follow-up strike to ensure he was thoroughly dead.

And at this moment—

Bam bam bam!

Three arrows fired consecutively!

Directly targeting Yan Chuan, attacking to kill him.

...

All of this, though seemingly slow to describe, actually all happened in the blink of an eye—

From the two black-clothed men sneaking in.

To Yan Chuan realizing and rushing out the door.

Then the two black-clothed men joining forces to kill.

Yan Chuan taking advantage of the ’Wolf Skin War Boots’ to dodge.

Then hidden arrows blocking his path.

All this was very brief.

Especially the last two rounds—

One of the two black-clothed men continued the attack, while the other turned to flee. Yan Chuan used the ’Sky Shattering Bow’ and the ’Flying Knife’ to consecutively kill the two, while that hidden man repeatedly fired arrows from the shadows.

This was almost instantaneous.

Including the three hidden arrows—

"Fall!"

Yan Chuan turned, ’Sky Shattering Bow’ in hand twisting, magnetic field rotating, all metal and stone falling, even Yan Chuan’s ’Golden Silkworm Silk Armor’ couldn’t get touched!

Yan Chuan easily blocked the hidden arrows.

At this moment—

"Who goes there?"

"Master Yan!"

Someone shouted, finally arriving to support.

Wang Kuan!

Jian Rong!

Huo Zhen!

The first to arrive were these three!

Following the sound, Yan Chuan tossed the Sky Shattering Bow in his hand forcefully into the air: "Elder Wang! Catch the bow! Don’t let him escape!"

Then he kicked up the long sword left by Yao Qingshan’s dead body, and with a clang, he chopped off Yao Qingshan’s left hand—

Whirl! Whirl!

The sword whirled!

In an instant, a Spider Silk Glove fell into Yan Chuan’s hand.

Charging forward again, he keenly spotted a corpse, clearly the knife-wielding man in black, Tang Huai Ren, now with a Flying Knife lodged in his back, not completely dead.

"Die!"

Yan Chuan left no survivors, stabbing the sword through this person’s heart.

Tang Huai Ren thrashed about, and passed away!

Yan Chuan flicked the sword expertly—

Clang clang clang!

Long knife!

Flying knife!

One was a trophy!

One was his own!

Another Miracle Item in hand.

Yan Chuan didn’t have time for a more detailed search of the body, wearing only one shoe, turning and leaping, following Wang Kuan’s whistling pursuit as they charged down the mountain.

This battle—

Came three!

Two dead!

But there was still one firing hidden arrows from afar!

"This person!"

"They must die!"

Yan Chuan sped up—

Chase chase chase!

...

"Run run run!"

Yue Junyang’s heart was about to explode.

He was on a distant rooftop, under the moon and starlight, seeing everything clearly. He watched as Yan Chuan swiftly closed in, first killing Yao Qingshan up close. Then releasing a Hidden Weapon, killing Tang Huai Ren!

Yao Qingshan!

Tang Huai Ren!

These were two Limit-breaking Level experts!

And Yao Qingshan even had two surprise weapons on him!

Such figures, such powerful pair joining forces, were actually killed by the mere twenty-six-year-old Yan Chuan?!

"Yan Chuan!"

"Limit-breaking!"

"He must be Limit-breaking Level!"

Yue Junyang couldn’t believe Yan Chuan hadn’t reached Limit-breaking!

Must be Limit-breaking!

And a strong one at that, otherwise, it would have been impossible to so effortlessly kill both Yao and Tang, and absolutely impossible to stave off his arrows.

"Quick quick quick!"

Yue Junyang felt a chill on his back, diving into the dense forest below the mountain, desperate to escape.

But—

"Where do you think you’re going!"

Just upon entering the forest, he heard a shout.

And concealed beneath the shout was—

Whiz!

"Hidden arrow!"

Yue Junyang hurriedly turned, barely evading the arrow, but it inevitably slowed his pace.

And this slight delay—

"Don’t move!"

A shout!

The person arriving was Jian Rong!

This Fu Fist master, Limit-breaking expert, was darting through the forest, blending the ’Fu Fist Cross Technique’ he’d just comprehended today–’Contract, Small, Soft, Agile, Wrong, Fast, Hard, Brittle, Smooth, Soft’—into his movement technique and stepping technique.

In the dense forest.

Running like the wind.

Closing the distance quickly!

Yue Junyang, he wanted to escape, but couldn’t~

...

"So fast!"

Behind, Hou Zhen had just entered Basic Limit Breaking. He hadn’t yet tempered his body, possessing only Basic Limit-breaking Qi-Blood, his speed truly limited. Compared to true Limit-breaking levels like Wang Kuan, Jian Rong, and Yue Junyang, there was a considerable gap, soon being left a distance behind.

These three leaving him behind was one thing.

But soon enough, he heard the sound of rustling from his side, a figure overtaking from behind, who was none other than the remarkably swift and changeable ’Divine Movement Transformation’ Yan Chuan!

"Sect Leader Huo!"

"Take the sword!"

Yan Chuan using Divine Movement, quickly caught up with Huo Zhen, casually handing him one of the longsword Surprise Weapons he’d just acquired to enhance Huo Zhen’s combat power, strengthening their side.

"Palace Master Yan—"

Huo Zhen took the sword, not yet understanding.

"I’ll go ahead!"

Yan Chuan, however, was already stepping on ’Divine Movement Transformation’, deftly avoiding the forest grass and speeding ahead.

"So fast!" Huo Zhen was stunned.

Falling behind Wang Kuan and the others was one thing, but even left in the dust by Yan Chuan!

Yan Chuan!

Too strong!

Not just in boxing, but speed as well!

Huo Zhen and Yan Chuan were in a race.

And ahead—

Zhng zhng zhng!

Yue Junyang running at the front, with Wang Kuan shooting arrow after arrow from behind, not seeking to kill him on the spot but to obstruct his path. Every time Yue Junyang tried to pick up speed to run, a hidden arrow would come, breaking his momentum.

In this way—

Yue Junyang couldn’t pick up speed, now about to be caught by Jian Rong.

Attack and defense reversed!

Extremes shifted!

Now, it was Yue Junyang’s time to be sickened!

He had just used hidden arrows to sicken Yan Chuan, and now it was immediately reciprocated.

"Can’t escape!"

Yue Junyang knew now he was doomed, no longer thinking about the best way to escape, or about hiding his identity, or that secret place.

Moment of life and death!

Preserving life comes first!

"Forget it!"

"Into the cave!"

Yue Junyang stumbled as he evaded Wang Kuan’s hidden arrows and extricated himself from Jian Rong’s entanglement. Without a second thought, he changed direction towards the gorge between Dragon Tiger Peak and Golden Summit, lunging forward and grabbing onto the vines—

Go!

"Hit!"

Wang Kuan’s eyes were sharp, shooting again, finally hitting Yue Junyang. Although not a fatal shot, it struck Yue Junyang’s left arm, the arrow strong and forceful, imbued with strength, plus the surprise weapon ’Sky Shattering Bow’ support, Yue Junyang wouldn’t be able to run far!

"Chase or not?"

"Don’t pursue a desperate enemy!"

"Chase chase chase!"

Wang Kuan, holding the bow, stepped forward and asked if they should pursue, Jian Rong cautiously suggested not chasing a desperate foe, but swish swish swish, Yan Chuan came with Divine Movement not stopping at the gorge, jumping after the fleeing enemy without hesitation.

Upon jumping, the ’chase chase chase’ echoed—

Running in the front!

Following with the echo!

Yan Chuan jumped down.

Relentless pursuit.

To eradicate the evil completely.

"Palace Master Yan!"

Just then, Huo Zhen finally arrived, holding a sword, the very same Yan Chuan had handed him during the chase, the surprise weapon left by Yao Qingshan after death.

Wang Kuan, Jian Rong, Huo Zhen!

The three Limit-breaking looked at each other, without much hesitation—

"Chase!"

The three leapt simultaneously, disappearing into the gorge.

...

"Sniff sniff!"

Yan Chuan used sound positioning and his keen sense of smell to quickly locate the thief in the karst cave, joined in with great courage.

In Suanzao Mountain, there is the tale of the ’peak’ and ’cave’, the ’cave’ being myriad ’karst caves’, ’rock caves’, with twists and turns, accessible from all directions, easily confounding the unfamiliar.

Yan Chuan had no fear.

He was speeding through, ’Divine Movement Transformation’ excelled in such variable terrain, agile turns, undiminished speed, perfect for cornering.

Thief running ahead!

’Yan Chuan chasing from behind!

And further behind, Wang Kuan, Jian Rong, and Huo Zhen!

"Clang clang clang!"

Yan Chuan, wielding a long knife, occasionally struck the rock walls, creating sounds to guide Wang Kuan and the others. He himself pursued Yue Junyang, slowly closing the distance.

Since the Martial Arts Competition over a month ago, Yan Chuan’s strength seemed to have no significant improvement, but in reality, both his boxing skills and Qi-Blood had been growing, continuously advancing.

From small amounts accumulating!

To towering achievements!

Yan Chuan’s progress was actually quite significant.

’Divine Movement Transformation’ was a Qinggong Yan Chuan created on the basis of ’Cheng Family Boxing’, and after reaching the Seventh and Eighth Realm of ’Cheng Family Boxing’, his proficiency in ’Divine Movement Transformation’ kept rising—

From Guangling to Taikang!

Then from Taikang to Suanzao Mountain!

’Divine Movement Transformation’ had long reached the Seventh Realm, Divine!

Qinggong was near Transformation Realm!

Therefore—

Even if Yan Chuan hadn’t yet broken the limit!

Even if Yan Chuan’s Qi-Blood was slightly inferior!

But in terms of speed, he was stronger than Huo Zhen, who had just broken the limit. In the dense forest, within the winding and twisting rock caves, Yan Chuan had even greater advantage, his speed surpassing even those like Wang Kuan and Jian Rong at a proper Limit-breaking Level.

The thief in front!

Equally couldn’t escape!

...

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

Yue Junyang was running ahead, listening to the weapon clattering against the rock wall behind, his heart pounding uncontrollably. His left arm was hit by Wang Kuan, the arrowhead still lodged inside, causing stabbing pain, numbing one arm and half his body, greatly affecting his speed.

Clang clang clang~

The clattering sound grew closer, imposing relentless pressure.

But fortunately—

"There!"

Yue Junyang spotted a familiar fork, joy emerging on his face, immediately diving into the leftmost fork.

A dive!

A second turn!

A third loop!

And he saw another fork, with a luminous, flickering orb suspended mid-air, mysterious, mesmerising, and dreamy.

"Alive!"

Yue Junyang wasted not a second, charging headlong toward the orb.

But at that moment.

Yan Chuan arrived—

"Stop!"

A shout!

Flying Knife out!

Whoosh!

"Hidden Weapon!"

"Useless!"

Yue Junyang turned his back to Yan Chuan, a smile at the corner of his mouth, pulling out something resembling a token reflexively covering his back. In an instant, the palm-sized token transformed into a half-human-height shield—

Thick!

Sturdy!

Protecting all vital points at Yue Junyang’s back.

Flying Knife?

Never mind a hidden weapon!

Even arrows, even iron hammers might not break this shield!

But—

"Turn!"

Yan Chuan’s eyes widened, just as the Flying Knife, instead of heading straight, suddenly took a turn before the shield, slicing a sudden, swift and beautiful arc in the air—

Screech!

Going around the shield!

Precisely cutting his throat!

"Your Flying Knife—"

Yue Junyang turned around, eyes glaring at Yan Chuan!

Bam!

He crashed to the ground!

Breathed his last!

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