Chapter 89: Attacking the Third Master, Biluo Shows His Power

Li Xian returned to the wooden hut, retrieved his wooden bow and longsword, and coated several arrows with the "blood-sealing" poison.

The [Qingfeng Leg] technique has reached its peak, and when traveling at full speed, its speed is truly impressive. Moreover, it has unique advantages when traversing through mountain forests and snowy terrain.

Li Xian immediately set off, heading east. The entrance to Heihe Village was located in the east, and when he reached the village entrance, he saw many footprints on the ground.

By following the footprints, one can discern the route taken.

"Seven horse hoofprints, there are only seven bandits."

"Although there aren't many of them, if their martial arts skills are not bad, they are extremely difficult to deal with."

The mountain road is winding and twisting.

Li Xian was both skilled and daring; to save time, he took an unconventional route. He came to a steep slope where there was a large tree at the bottom.

He leaped with all his might, jumping down the hillside and executing a "Gentle Breeze Kick" in mid-air, greatly slowing his descent. He seized the opportunity and grabbed a tree branch.

Then slide down the tree.

This jump saved several miles of travel.

The circulation of Qi throughout the body and the consolidation of blood and Qi made him physically strong, allowing him to travel more than ten miles of mountain road in one go without showing any signs of being out of breath.

The profound skills he had accumulated through diligent martial arts practice were now on full display.

"There it is!"

After he climbed up a high slope and looked out over the terrain, he finally spotted the people of Heihe Village on a distant mountain path.

There were approximately several hundred people.

The elderly, the weak, women, children, men, women, and children are all here.

Their hands were bound together with hemp rope, and they were all linked together. One bandit pulled the rope in front, two bandits patrolled left and right, and three bandits blocked the way from behind.

"Judging from this, Mountain Wind Village doesn't intend to let a single one go. They're really ruthless."

"Is the man in the fox fur coat that Aunt Zhang mentioned him?"

Because they were so far apart, the figures were like black dots and extremely difficult to see. But the bandits at the very front, riding brown horses, dressed in fox fur and adorned with jewels, were clearly distinguishable at a glance.

Seeing that the villagers were temporarily safe, Li Xian breathed a sigh of relief. Then he pondered:

"These people are skilled in martial arts and they are all riding horses. If I confront them head-on, I probably won't come out on top."

"Now that the enemy is in the open while we are in the dark, we need to make good use of our advantages. I will first bypass them and set up an ambush ahead. This way, our chances of victory will be much greater!"

Li Xian immediately devised a plan, using the high vantage point to get a clear view of the surrounding terrain and set a route. After eating a few pieces of dried meat to restore his strength, he began to run at full speed along the detour.

"Without the Qingfeng Leg technique, I really wouldn't have been able to catch up here."

"This secret of the word 'light' is truly effective."

Li Xian moved with the grace of a gentle breeze, his body incredibly agile. The mountain path was difficult to traverse because it was muddy, riddled with tree stumps, and offered no footholds. Even when footholds were found, they were difficult to apply force to.

Li Xian easily overcomes these obstacles by combining his skill [Running] with his martial art [Qingfeng Leg].

Although he doesn't possess the skill of light-body kung fu, he resembles it.

At this time…

Suddenly a strong wind blew in.

Li Xianxi said with delight, "Excellent, the wind is helping me." Taking advantage of the wind, he pushed his [Riding the Wind] ability to its limit, becoming as light as a swallow, and with one step, he ran several feet away.

At this moment, it is several times faster than a horse.

Many difficult terrains were easily crossed.

He felt an immense sense of joy and practiced martial arts diligently every day, all for the sake of achieving this state of mind.

By this time, he had circled around to the front of the bandits, surveying the surrounding environment and selecting a suitable ambush site.

There was a stretch of road ahead, with dense weeds on both sides, a steep slope on one side and a high mountain on the other. The road was narrow and perfect for an ambush.

"Let's set up an ambush here!"

Li Xian began setting up a dangerous trap, and finally hid behind a tree, quietly waiting for their arrival.

...

About half an hour.

The procession hadn't arrived yet, but the sounds were already being heard.

Peng Fox was at the front of the group, talking to another young bandit.

The young bandit said, "Third Master, these unruly people have really eaten the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard, daring to attack and kill the people of our Mountain Wind Village."

Peng Fox said leisurely, "Logically speaking, these lowly and unruly people would not have the guts. I'm afraid there must be a master behind them helping them, I wonder if it's the Blackwater Gang or someone else."

The young bandit asked, "Then what should we do?"

"What should we do?" Peng the Fox laughed, "We'll use torture to find out where Fang Yaozi is."

"Is Fang Yaozi still alive?" the young bandit asked.

“It would be strange if he were still alive,” Peng Fox said. “If we find out where the body was buried, dig up the corpse, find out who killed him, and what method they used, wouldn’t it be obvious at a glance?”

"The Third Master is absolutely right," the young bandit exclaimed in admiration.

The Third Leader deserves much credit for Shanfeng Village's current size. Shanfeng Village has five leaders, sworn brothers with deep bonds of loyalty and friendship. The Third Leader is the least skilled in martial arts, but the most resourceful; his opinion is always sought in matters of great importance within the village.

"Third Master..." the young bandit chuckled, "I heard the chieftain's been away lately, so you're going to cook again?"

"What? Your mouth's itching for a drink?" Peng Fox said. "Didn't I share a sip of soup with you last time?"

“Last time was last time. I was just craving it and kept thinking about that one sip,” the young bandit said. “If I could have just one more sip, I’d go through fire and water for you.”

Peng Fox said, "You're the greediest one. Fine, I'll give you a heads-up. This time, the fine food is no ordinary dish. It's being cooked at 'Mountain Wind Pass,' which is close to the river. The chieftain is personally overseeing it, and the second and fifth leaders are also there."

"The three of them are too busy to attend to matters in the stronghold. For the time being, the affairs, big and small, will be managed by me and the fourth brother. Although I am not as skilled in martial arts as the fourth and fifth brothers, I am still of some importance in terms of getting a taste of the essence and the best soup."

The young bandit said, "Third Master, thank you for your trouble. This is a token of our respect." As he spoke, he presented a cloth bag filled with valuables.

There were silver, jade, soft gold, hairpins... it was indeed worth a lot of money.

Peng Fox raised an eyebrow and was about to reach out to take it when suddenly, the horse beneath him smelled a certain scent, became startled, and began to shake its body in all directions.

Not just him, all the horses were like that. "What's going on?" Peng Fox spurred his horse, forcefully calming the frightened rider.

Seeing that the enemy had already entered the trap, Li Xian held back and shot a flying arrow. With a loud "boom," the road ahead exploded, scattering pebbles everywhere.

Li Xian turned the arrow around and shot it at three more locations, each of which caused an explosion.

"Brothers, kill them! Take down these Mountain Wind Stronghold bastards and go back to the gang leader for the reward!"

Li Xian pulled the rope, and the surrounding grass rippled incessantly, as if a large number of people were lying in ambush.

"Playing tricks and deception."

Peng the Fox sneered, stepped onto his horse, and leaped forward, intending to grab Li Xian. Unexpectedly, Li Xian pulled the reins again, triggering another trap.

A large mass of frost and snow fell from the sky, forming a hazy, misty fog.

"Not good!" To be on the safe side, Peng Fox pulled back and landed back on his horse.

Although he noticed something amiss and knew it was Li Xian's doing, the other bandits couldn't see clearly. Then, a sudden snow fog rose up, throwing them into disarray.

Li Xian drew his bow and shot down two people.

He slid down the slope, blended into the crowd, and moved among them, quickly eliminating any loitering bandits.

The screams rose and fell, but the fighting quickly dissipated. In truth, although Li Xian's martial arts were excellent, he would find it difficult to fight one-on-one against five or six opponents at the same time.

But Li Xianyang used his strengths.

He single-handedly defeated the bandits, leaving them defenseless.

"How dare you!"

Enraged, Peng Fox searched everywhere but could not find Li Xian. He channeled his Qi into his palm and slapped the air.

A blast of air swept out, dispersing a cloud of snow and revealing Li Xian's figure, where he saw several bandit corpses.

Peng the Fox roared in fury: "You little thief, take this!" He jumped off his horse and unleashed his palm technique, [Extreme Iron Palm]. His inner energy was condensed and powerful, forming a layer of energy membrane in his palm, which he then pressed down from above!

Li Xian raised his palm to meet the attack, unleashing a "Azure Palm" strike head-on.

The two men pressed their palms together.

Li Xian felt that the opponent's palm force was like a steel plate, indestructible and powerful, and was forced back several steps.

He snorted coldly and retaliated by channeling his Qi.

"The blue waves are towering!"

The Azure Palm unleashed fifteen bursts of palm force.

Like fifteen waves, one wave crashes in, and the next wave follows closely behind.

Although at the beginning, the palm strike was not as fierce as Peng Fox's [Extreme Iron Palm], but the aftereffects were strong and the waves kept crashing, becoming more and more powerful.

Gradually, Li Xian turned the tide, while Peng Fox's expression changed drastically, feeling utterly defeated and filled with shock.

(End of this chapter)