Chapter 58: Chase (First Update)

Feng Yi saw that the Blood Knife Ancestor was hit by his punch, but his body movements were still as fast as a flying bird, and his martial arts skills were indeed well-deserved. This person's nest was far away in Qinghai. If he missed this opportunity, it would be extremely difficult to kill him in the future.

But in the current situation, it is simply impossible to kill Ling Tui Si and then chase him.

Although Feng Yi only took a quick glance, he could see that the blood flowing from those who were shot by arrows was thick and sticky, and it was obvious that they were poisoned. It was not difficult to guess that they were poisoned by the "Golden Wave Xunhua".

Besides, even if Ling Tui Si lived a little longer, he might not necessarily harm himself. But if the Blood Knife Ancestor didn't die, not to mention how many people he would have harmed along the way, just based on his martial arts and scheming, he would never have peace of mind in the future.

After all, the Blood Blade Patriarch had lost two of his most capable disciples in order to escape, and his prestige had been greatly reduced. If he did not retaliate in the future, it was very likely that the Blood Blade Sect’s group of beasts would turn against the Heavenly Gang! A Blood Blade Patriarch in his prime was hiding in the dark and attacking him…

In an instant, Feng Yi had made up his mind. He glared at Ling Tui Si fiercely, then shook his body and rushed towards the direction of the Blood Knife Ancestor like a gust of wind.

He thought to himself, "This old thief Blood Knife is too cunning. He even abandoned his own disciple to escape. I must be very careful and don't end up like Luo Hua Liu Shui!"

Feng Yi also knew that this pursuit was fraught with danger, and unless he killed this man, his thoughts would never come to fruition.

But he ran a few steps, his eyes rolled, and he said with a deep breath: "Ling Tui Si, even if you know that the treasure is in Jingzhou, you are willing to be re-elected as the prefect and collude with the Blood Knife Sect for this, but you are a person who does not know what karma is. Even if the treasure is right under your nose, you will never find it, haha!"

These words were spoken with inner strength, clear and loud, and lasted for a long time without him noticing. He emphasized the four words "cause and effect" very heavily.

Feng Yi still decided to make things more difficult for Ling Tui Si. Perhaps these few words could cost Ling Tui Si his life.

Ling Tui Si let out a long sigh, his face turned slightly pale, and his mind was filled with mixed thoughts. Just now, he had shot arrows when Feng Yi fell to the ground and needed to take a breath, but none of his arrows hit the target. This man's martial arts skills were so strong and his luck was so amazing that it was both astonishing and terrifying.

And what does his last sentence mean?

Ling Tui Si racked his brains for a moment but couldn't figure it out.

Feng Yi has profound internal strength, and he also learned light Kung Fu from Ding Dian, and his movements are faster than lightning.

Originally, he was less than ten feet away from the Blood Knife Ancestor, so when he ran out of the Wan family, he saw the Blood Knife Ancestor's back.

The Blood Knife Patriarch had a rare skill in the martial arts world, and his Qinggong was certainly not weak. He turned around and saw Feng Yi chasing him. He shouted, "Feng Yi, although the world is big, it is not bigger than the word "reason". The ancestor has already admitted defeat, but you are still chasing him. You are a scoundrel, not a master."

He said it lightly, but he was extremely frightened in his heart. He flicked his sleeves, and his clothes fluttered, and he swooped down the room like a huge bird.

The most powerful thing about the Blood Knife Patriarch is not his martial arts, nor his cruelty, but his ability to judge the situation.

Whether it is him in the original plot or at this moment, he will find the most advantageous path in the environment he is in.

The Blood Knife Patriarch knew very well that with his injured body, a long-distance attack would be useless, so he used words, hoping that Feng Yi would also care about his reputation like the upright heroes. After all, it was the rule of the martial arts world that if one party admitted defeat, the other would let go.

On the other hand, he went into the street, trying to use the terrain to escape.

Feng Yi said coldly: "Old thief Blood Knife, the principles of the world don't apply to you. You have martial arts skills, but you just like to kill innocent people and rape other people's wives and daughters. I don't know how many people you have harmed in your life. I will do nothing else in my life but kill you!"

He kept talking and moving at the same time.

I only heard Blood Knife grinning and saying, "There are so many people in the world, what's the harm in killing a few? As for those women, they were favored by our ancestor, that was the blessing they had earned in their previous lives.

But you are a man of color, and you just like your grandfather. I am a fucking monk. Haha, a handsome man is chasing an old bald man, and I am drooling. Wonderful, wonderful!"

The two of them had now arrived at the main street of Jingzhou, which was extremely densely populated. While the Blood Knife Patriarch was talking, he kept moving as he passed through the crowd.

The common people could not see the faces of the two people clearly, they only felt a gust of wind passing by, but they could hear the words clearly, and they all thought that this was the man they liked named Feng Yi.

"Really?" Feng Yi's face turned pale, and he bit his white teeth and grinned: "Then how about you let me have fun with your mother?"

The Blood Knife Patriarch smiled and said, "Okay, I'll give you two first!"

He bit the bloody knife in his mouth, stopped suddenly, and pushed two pedestrians on the street with both hands. In an instant, there were bangs and four or five people rushed towards Feng Yi.

Feng Yi saw these people stumbling and falling, and he knew that if he didn't take action, these people would either be knocked to death or fall to death.

He could kill the Blood Knife Patriarch's disciples with one sword, or push them away with his palms. But he couldn't be ruthless when facing ordinary people.

He could only sheath his sword, strike out with his palms one after another, gently pressing on several people, neutralizing the force of the Blood Knife Ancestor, and cursed: "Old bald donkey, you are so famous, what's the point of taking your anger out on others!"

There are many extremely evil people in this world who are willing to commit rape, looting and all kinds of crimes. They are even open about it and talk about it with relish, but they disdain to do things like using their numbers to bully a few or escaping without fighting.

But the Blood Knife Ancestor is not among them. Not only has he done all kinds of bad things, but he also doesn't care about anything.

Seeing that his human hidden weapon had blocked Feng Yi, he laughed and said, "Old Ancestor just likes to take out his anger on others. It's because I can't beat you." As he spoke, his body had already rushed to a house.

Feng Yi heaved a long sigh of relief, drew his sword again, shot up like lightning, and chased after him.

But the Blood Knife Patriarch immediately jumped off the roof and went into the alley.

Feng Yi had just turned the corner of the alley when he suddenly saw a streak of red light heading straight towards his throat.

Feng Yi was in the process of chasing quickly at this moment. It was extremely difficult for him to retract his forward momentum, not to mention that there was a sudden sneak attack from the Blood Knife Ancestor.

But at this moment of danger, Feng Yi's highly-developed Shenzhao Gong showed its power. Before he could even think, his body leaned back, and he pushed his feet forward, floating backwards like a white cloud. At the same time, he swung his sword to protect himself and chopped out with his left hand.

This series of actions were completed in one go, as fast as lightning. The Blood Knife Patriarch saw that the sneak attack he had been thinking about for a long time was avoided by Feng Yi with such a nimble body movement, and he couldn't help but shout "good" and swung the knife again, and dozens of floor tiles on the ground rushed towards Feng Yi.

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However, as Feng Yi retreated, he had already swung his sword and attacked with his palm. The sword shattered the bricks, and before the broken bricks fell to the ground, they were swept by the power of his palm and rushed towards the Blood Knife Ancestor.

"This kid's internal strength is really terrifying."

A thought flashed through the mind of the Blood Knife Patriarch, but he did not intend to kill Feng Yi by scratching the bricks. When he swung his knife, he had already flown onto the roof lightly. However, when he was in the air, a few pieces of brick chips still hit his cheek, as if cut by a knife. Blood flowed all over the place, making his face look even more hideous.

The Blood Knife Patriarch was filled with resentment, but without waiting for Feng Yi to get up, he ran out along the roof again.

Feng Yi dodged this move and stood there in a daze.

Cold sweat ran down his forehead and back, and he couldn't help wiping it away. He now understood what it meant to not pursue a desperate enemy.

This is too dangerous. I almost lost my head just now!

But at this point, he really felt unwilling to give up.

So he decided not to chase him so closely, but to fight with the Blood Knife Ancestor until he was exhausted to death, and then he chased him again.

Suddenly, someone shouted, "Catch the Bloody Blade Monk and rid the martial arts world of this evil!"

"Where are you running to, Bloody Blade Evil Monk!"

The Wan family originally gathered many martial artists. They did not dare to go against the government, so they were much less afraid of the Blood Knife Monk.

What's more, Feng Yi and the Blood Knife Monk were chasing each other, and half of the Jingzhou city heard it and rushed over.

The Blood Knife Patriarch cursed in his heart: "Damn it! These bastards are trying to take advantage of others!"

But even though he was injured, the only person who was afraid of him was Feng Yi, who was not very afraid after hearing this. Sometimes he went into the street, sometimes into the alley, taking advantage of the terrain and performing tricks.

If Feng Yi's internal strength was not much higher than that of the Blood Knife Ancestor and he was not familiar with Jingzhou City, he would have suffered a great loss.

The Blood Knife Patriarch tried his best but could not launch a successful sneak attack, nor could he escape from Feng Yi.

He saw that no matter how vicious his idea was, Feng Yi only needed to avoid the sharp edge and chase him again, which was to tire him to death! At this moment, his Dantian was already aching, and his true energy was almost exhausted. Feng Yi could be said to be invincible.

Just when I was at a loss, I suddenly saw three familiar figures on the street ahead. They smiled grimly and ran over.

(End of this chapter)