kingnovel Chapter 508 A Hair's Breadth! The Poison Bodhisattva Arrives Gracefully, the Dark River Retreat
Chapter 508 A Hair's Breadth! The Poison Bodhisattva Arrives Gracefully, the Dark River Retreat
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Zhe's figure suddenly moved, not forward, but disappeared into thin air!
Sikong Changfeng's pupils shrank suddenly—it wasn't lightness skill, it was an escape technique!
This is Su Zhe's self-created Ghost Step, which blends into the shadows and leaves no trace!
He instinctively raised his gun and swept it horizontally!
"clang!"
The staff slammed into the spear shaft from the side, sparks flying. The immense force sent a jolt of numbness through Sikong Changfeng's hand, and he nearly dropped the Dragon Spear!
Before he could change his move, Su Zhe moved like a ghost behind him, his staff aimed straight at his back!
Sikong Changfeng gritted his teeth and lunged forward, his spear shaft crashing backward!
"boom!"
The spear and staff collided again, and he used the force to rush forward three zhang (approximately 10 meters). When he looked back, blood was spilling from the corner of his mouth again.
No!
His opponent was at the Great Free and Unfettered Realm, their cultivation level far exceeding his own. He had just used the Dragon Transformation technique and his internal energy was unstable; a direct confrontation offered him no chance of victory!
It seems the only option is to fight a hit-and-run to buy time...
Sikong Changfeng took a deep breath and unleashed the Pursuit of Ruins Spear Technique.
The Pursuit Spear technique emphasizes "finding an opening and striking with the shadow," and is a spear technique that uses skill to overcome force.
Although he was seriously injured, his marksmanship was still intact, and for a time he managed to defend himself without leaving any gaps.
Su Zhe launched more than ten attacks, using his staff to strike, poke, and sweep, but each time the spear tip accurately struck the weakest point, leaving him with no success.
"Interesting!" A hint of surprise flashed in Su Zhe's eyes. "To be able to use the Pursuit of Ruins Spear to such an extent even when seriously injured, Li Changsheng has indeed taken on a good disciple!"
But as he changed the subject, the golden ring on his staff suddenly trembled violently, and eerie sound waves spread out, like countless fine needles piercing the eardrums.
Sikong Changfeng's movements faltered—this was Su Zhe deliberately striking him with the golden rings, intending to disrupt Sikong Changfeng's concentration!
In that brief moment of hesitation, Su Zhe's staff pierced towards his throat like a venomous snake!
Can't avoid it!
Sikong Changfeng closed his eyes, preparing to take the blow head-on.
"Qiang!"
A clear, melodious sword cry pierced the night sky!
A three-foot-long sword with a lotus-shaped hilt flew in from the sky, its tip precisely striking the top of the staff!
"Ding--!"
The clang of metal against metal was deafening. The staff was deflected three inches by the sword, grazing Sikong Changfeng's neck and leaving a bloody mark.
Su Zhe retreated three zhang (approximately 10 meters) and looked up!
A white figure arrived under the moonlight and landed in front of Sikong Changfeng.
"Dongjun, you've arrived just in time!"
Baili Dongjun turned around and glanced at the somewhat disheveled Sikong Changfeng. With a wave of his right hand, Bu Ranchen flew back and landed in his palm. His left hand, Jin Qianhua, was also unsheathed, its blade reflecting the moon.
"I knew it was you Dark River's doing!" Baili Dongjun's voice was icy. "I just didn't expect that this time there would be an old guy involved!"
Su Zhe narrowed his eyes, and the golden ring on his staff stopped vibrating.
“Baili Dongjun, I’m not some old guy. My name is Su Zhe, and I’m the previous generation of ‘Puppet’ from the Dark River!”
From the shadows behind him, a figure holding a black umbrella slowly emerged.
Su Muyu!
He stood silently, holding a black umbrella.
When Sikong Changfeng saw the black umbrella, his eyes blazed with fury: "Umbrella Demon, it's you! You kidnapped my master last time, and now you're causing trouble in Snow Moon City again!"
Su Muyu remained silent, only tilting the umbrella slightly to reveal a pair of cold, star-like eyes beneath it.
Baili Dongjun, his sword sheathed untouched by worldly dust, said calmly, "Now that you've all recognized me, there's no need for your disguises anymore!"
Su Zhe and Su Muyu exchanged a glance, then simultaneously wiped their faces with their hands.
The human skin mask fell off, revealing the true face.
Su Zhe had a sallow complexion, a goatee that stood up, and a sharp glint in his eyes.
Su Muyu's face was cold and aloof, with an unyielding gloom between her brows.
Su Zhe smiled sinisterly: "Since you've already seen through my identity, it doesn't matter if you recognize me. Mu Yu, you deal with the one with the gun. Leave the brat Baili Dongjun to me!"
He slammed his staff down, and the aura of the Great Freedom Realm erupted!
Baili Dongjun gripped his longsword, ready to meet the attack—
"Who dares to be so arrogant as to make a move on my nephew?"
A lazy voice came from a great distance. At first, it was a hundred feet away, but when the voice finished, it was already close at hand!
"Do any of you guys even respect me?!"
Everyone was startled and looked in the direction of the sound.
A gray shadow leaped and bounded across the rooftops of houses in Snowmoon City, each leap covering a distance of dozens of feet, moving at a speed too fast for the naked eye to perceive!
Su Zhe frowned deeply—this person's lightness skill and inner strength were definitely no less than his own!
A grey figure landed; the newcomer was tall and slender, in his early forties, his grey robes damp with night dew.
His sleeves were slightly rolled up, he had a light beard, and his eyes naturally held a hint of a smile, but at this moment, those eyes were filled with icy killing intent as he looked at the two people in the Dark River!
His cloak fluttered in the wind, and three large characters in ink were clearly visible in the moonlight—
"Poison! To kill! You!"
Su Zhe and Su Muyu both gasped in shock.
Poisonous Bodhisattva, warm the wine pot!
Baili Dongjun was both surprised and delighted: "Uncle! What brings you here?!"
Wenhu grinned, revealing a set of white teeth:
"Hey! Your cousin is always messing around with medicine people in Qian Dong City. That place is no place for a human to stay. I just came out to get some fresh air!"
Hehe, I've been craving Xiao Baili's brewed wine, and I also wanted to check if my nephew had been bullied!
He turned to look at Su Zhe, sized him up, and his smile widened: "Oh, isn't this the straw-hatted ghost from the Dark River? What's wrong? Why aren't you staying in Ezhou? Why are you running wild in Snow Moon City?"
Su Zhe's face was extremely ugly.
One Baili Dongjun is already ranked fourth on the list of top masters, and then there's the Poison Bodhisattva Wenhujiu—the young master of the Wen family in Lingnan, whose poison skills are unparalleled in the world, and whose martial arts have long been at the Great Free and Unfettered Realm!
Two on two?
No, it's three against two. Although Sikong Changfeng was somewhat exhausted, the residual power of the Dragon Transformation was still there, and his desperate attack was still terrifying.
This war is unwinnable!
Su Zhe made a decisive move, slamming his staff down: "Mu Yu, signal Chang He to retreat!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he and Su Muyu retreated simultaneously, disappearing into the night in a few leaps.
As the two figures disappeared into the night, Su Zhe's words surprised both Baili Dongjun and Wen Hujiu.
"For the sake of the Wen family, I will spare Xueyue City for now. Consider it a debt I, Su Zhe, owe the Wen family!"
"Bai Li Dongjun, you have a good uncle, but next time, you won't be so lucky..."
Su Zhe's voice gradually faded into the night sky. Wen Hujiu didn't chase after them, but instead stroked his chin, gazing in the direction where the two had disappeared, and murmured:
"The straw hat ghost's words have a hidden meaning. What do you mean by 'for the sake of the Wen family'? ...Does our Wen family have some kind of relationship with him?"
After saying that, he turned around, looked at Baili Dongjun, and suddenly reached out to rub his nephew's head: "Little Baili, have you missed me?"
Baili Dongjun smiled and said, "Uncle, what brings you here? I should tell you, but you've come at just the right time!"
"By the way, what exactly did Su Zhe mean by that just now...? Don't you even know his connection to the Wen family?"
Wen Hujiu curled his lip: "I wish I knew. The people of the Dark River are so mysterious. Who knows if your grandfather did them a favor many years ago? Oh well, never mind!"
Speaking of me, it's all because your mother was worried about you and insisted that I come to see you. I just happened to catch the excitement!
"Speaking of which, your Snowmoon City's defenses are weak. How did the Dark River assassins manage to infiltrate so easily?"