"Trying to escape with the rapids? You're dreaming."

Lin Xiaofei glanced at the small boat, which was moving very fast in the rapids and was already more than 30 meters away from him. Without hesitation, he ran wildly along the riverbank.

"I know your name is Lin Xiaofei. Although you are a martial arts genius, you only have the strength of an ordinary mid-stage martial artist."

"My little boat moves very fast; you can't possibly catch up with it. Even if you could, you'd be too exhausted to fight me then. I advise you to go back quickly, or your life will be in danger."

The traitor stood on the fast-moving boat and shouted.

"Really? I don't think so."

Lin Xiaofei sneered, his internal energy circulating at high speed as he raced along the riverbank. His speed suddenly increased, gradually closing the distance with the fast-moving boat, his figure constantly sprinting forward.

"Junior Brother Lin, I know you've investigated me. Do you think my strength is only at the mid-stage of an ordinary martial artist?"

The traitor's eyes flashed, and he was startled.

Judging from Lin Xiaofei's sprinting speed, he knew that Lin Xiaofei would catch up soon, allowing him to jump onto the small boat, at which point he would have nowhere to escape.

He gritted his teeth, hardened his heart, and steadied his mind.

He had been with the Qingfeng Gang for fifteen years, and many people who knew him thought he was still at the level of an ordinary mid-stage martial artist. In fact, three months ago he had cultivated his strength to the level of an ordinary late-stage martial artist, and his strength had greatly increased.

However, he had been working for the inner circle and had no opportunity to demonstrate his abilities, thus hiding his true strength.

Now, danger is imminent, and he has no choice but to reveal his strongest abilities.

Moreover, during Lin Xiaofei's fight with the other bandits, he had already discerned Lin Xiaofei's strength, which was only at the mid-stage level of an ordinary martial artist. Although Lin Xiaofei could slap a bandit's long knife with one palm, that only meant he was strong. Compared to his own cultivation level, he believed he was superior.

"What does it matter whether it is or isn't?"

Looking behind him and seeing no one chasing after him, Lin Xiaofei smiled slightly, no longer holding back, and planned to unleash his full power.

In an instant, his skin stretched, his muscles swelled, his blood circulated rapidly, and a powerful force arose within him. His aura surged, and his body seemed to be enveloped in a flowing dark red aura.

"The aura emanating from your body is like a small whirlwind; your strength has already reached the peak of an ordinary martial artist?"

The traitor's eyes widened, his face changed drastically, and an impossible thought flashed through his mind.

Lin Xiaofei is a martial arts genius, which everyone in the Qingfeng Gang knows. But how could he have cultivated his strength to such a level in just over three years? It's impossible. He has never heard of or seen anything like it before.

However, the facts are already before our eyes.

Lin Xiaofei's aura surged, seemingly more imposing than that of an ordinary peak martial artist. In particular, that aura transformed into a flowing current that swirled around Lin Xiaofei, leaving him utterly astonished.

"Although you are a traitor to the Qingfeng Gang, you are still my senior brother. In order to make your departure smoother and less painful, I plan to send you away in one move."

I hope my senior brother won't be a traitor in his next life.

Lin Xiaofei said it casually.

Within the Qingfeng Gang branch, everyone knew he was a genius with exceptional martial arts talent, but he never revealed any unusual strength.

After all, many people within the gang are watching him. If his strength increases too dramatically, and if it arouses suspicion among those with ulterior motives, it will not be a good thing for him.

However, in this remote Shuitong Bay, with no one else around, it wouldn't matter if the person in front of him knew. At the same time, he also wanted to see if he could kill an ordinary late-stage martial artist in one move.

"No, if he charges at me, I'm doomed."

The traitor looked flustered and no longer wanted to argue with Lin Xiaofei. He quickly picked up the oar and started rowing rapidly, intending to make the boat move faster.

"Senior brother, what's the point of doing this?"

Lin Xiaofei sneered, and suddenly his feet unleashed an even stronger force.

boom!

Deep footprints and cracks were left on the riverbank. Lin Xiaofei's figure was like a sudden gust of wind, turning into a fleeting black shadow. He leaped and rushed towards the small boat.

At the same time, the longsword in his hand swept across the sky like a shadow of a sword.

"You forced me to do this."

When the traitor saw Lin Xiaofei rushing towards him and about to jump onto the small boat, his face darkened. He knew he had no way out, and since he couldn't swim, even if he jumped into the water, he would likely die even faster.

With a fierce determination, he unleashed a burst of power from within his body, swung his longsword, and slashed fiercely at the flying sword shadow.

Sword-Slaying Technique!

"An egg hitting a rock will only die faster."

Lin Xiaofei leaped into the air, his longsword gleaming with a cold light, as if flashing with several beams of light.

The Eighteen Swords of Gale!

Sword after sword, one after another, without end, the eighteen swords combined into one, the sword light dazzling, this sword strike was brought to its ultimate expression.

puff!

The traitor paused, his long sword neatly severed, the broken blade falling into the rushing river.

His eyes were filled with fear, his lips trembled slightly, and blood flowed from them. In an instant, a sharp pain shot through his neck. The pain came quickly and went quickly. His vision went black, and he bid farewell to this world forever.

Bang!

His head fell directly onto the small boat, his body tilted to one side, and blood gushed from his neck, all of it flowing into the boat, a truly horrifying sight.

"This martial arts technique must be the one he stole from Steward Chen."

Lin Xiaofei squatted down, touched the traitor's body, and pulled out a thin martial arts manual from the clothes on his chest.

At the same time, he also found one hundred taels of silver on the other person.

Then, he tore off the other person's clothes, wrapped them around the other person's head, and jumped to the shore.

While he was chasing the traitor, Lin Xiaofei glanced at the battle scene inside the stronghold. Liu Hengchang and Qin Hong had the upper hand, and it was only a matter of time before they killed the bandits.

Therefore, he was not worried about their lives and hurried back at his normal walking pace.

Looking at the winding, rushing river and the lush green bamboo growing all around the mountains, he thought that these bandits had really chosen a good place. In the nearby mountains, a large patch of small yellow flowers was in bloom, and many small bees flew by, heading towards the flowers.

As he walked slowly, admiring the scenery, Lin Xiaofei suddenly saw two figures on a path ahead.

"Little bully, don't forget our deal. This is a necessity for our Black Wind Stronghold. Once we've wasted time, even if you want to escape, it will be very difficult for you to get away within the boundaries of Qingshan Town."

I think you understand, right?

"Fourth Master, rest assured, this is what your Black Wind Stronghold wants, how could I dare to delay it?"

Besides, you've brought me such a huge business deal—money I couldn't earn in ten years! I'll definitely do my best to handle it properly for you.

This thing is a bit hot to handle, so I need to be careful and check if the road is clear. It will take a little longer.

Suddenly, the sound of conversation came from the other side of the path.