Upon hearing Dark Moon's question, Shadow One not only remained silent but also refrained from offering even a glance, merely letting out a cold, disdainful snort in his heart.
His steps were steady, each step landing heavily on the ground covered with withered branches and leaves, making a "creaking" sound.
The sound was particularly jarring in the silent woods, making the already oppressive atmosphere even heavier.
When he was only ten steps away from Dark Moon, Shadow One suddenly stopped, his movements so fast that no one had time to react.
In an instant, a flash of cold light appeared, and he drew the dagger from his waist. He pounced forward like a cheetah poised to pounce, aiming straight for Dark Moon's face.
Dark Moon's pupils contracted sharply, and her heart pounded violently, as if it were about to burst out of her chest.
In the critical moment, she swiftly drew her sword to parry. A loud clang rang out as metal clashed violently, the sound echoing through the woods for a long time.
The powerful recoil caused Dark Moon's tiger's mouth to crack instantly, blood seeping out, and her arm became so sore and numb that she almost lost all feeling.
He staggered back several steps uncontrollably, leaving two deep marks on the ground with the soles of his shoes.
After regaining their footing, the two stood several steps apart, staring at each other. Dark Moon looked at the menacing Shadow One before her, a feeling of unprecedented horror welling up inside her.
She had been wandering the martial arts world for many years and had seen many masters, but she had never felt such a powerful and oppressive force.
He knew in his heart that there was a huge disparity in strength between himself and his opponent, and that he was no match for him.
Just then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw the coachman taking the opportunity to whip the carriage frantically and drive it away in a panic.
Her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, instantly eased a little. She thought to herself that as long as the coachman could safely reach the Prime Minister's residence and deliver the message, she might still have a glimmer of hope.
Shadow One also noticed the coachman's actions, and his eyes instantly turned sinister and fierce, like a hungry wolf eyeing its prey.
Without hesitation, he moved like a ghost in the direction the coachman had fled, ready to stop him.
Seeing this, Dark Moon was extremely anxious, her mind filled with the thought that she couldn't let anything happen to the coachman.
Ignoring her own injuries, she gritted her teeth, drew her sword again, and stood in front of Yingyi without regard for anything else.
Upon seeing this, a hint of anger flashed in Yingyi's eyes, and his aura instantly became even colder.
Without any mercy, he suddenly turned around and, using the momentum of the turn, kicked Dark Moon hard.
Dark Moon was unable to dodge in time and was hit hard in the abdomen by the powerful kick.
She flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground several meters away, raising a cloud of dust.
She clutched her abdomen in pain, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of her mouth and slowly dripping down her chin, leaving a small pool of blood on the ground.
This delay allowed the coachman to drive the carriage quite far, his figure gradually becoming blurred in the woods.
Yingyi glanced at the departing carriage, quickly weighed the situation in his mind, and decided that he had enough time to deal with Dark Moon, so he decisively gave up the idea of chasing after the coachman.
He slowly turned around and approached Dark Moon step by step, each step carrying a sense of oppression, as if declaring that Dark Moon had nowhere to escape.
His gaze was like two cold, sharp beams of light, shooting straight at Dark Moon, as if trying to see right through her.
Immediately afterwards, he bent his legs slightly, exerted his strength, and leaped forward again.
The speed was astonishing, creating a sharp, whistling wind that rustled the leaves of the surrounding trees.
Upon seeing this, Dark Moon's heart clenched. She knew the danger at hand and dared not relax her guard in the slightest.
He gripped the longsword tightly with both hands, his knuckles turning white from the force, and the blade trembled slightly, emitting a faint hum, as if it too was sensing the fierce battle to come.
She was completely focused, her eyes fixed on Yingyi's every move, trying to catch his attack intentions and prepare a response in advance.
However, Shadow One's actions were completely unexpected by Dark Moon.
Just as he was about to get close, Shadow One suddenly lowered his body, his whole body bending down at an incredible speed and angle like an agile cheetah.
The sharp dagger in his hand gleamed with a chilling light under the moonlight.
Like a venomous snake that has been lying in wait, it suddenly flicked its tongue, carrying a deadly threat, and slashed fiercely across Dark Moon's ankle.
"Hiss—" A sharp pain shot through his ankle, and Dark Moon couldn't help but gasp.
Her delicate brows were furrowed tightly, her features were slightly distorted with pain, and her face was filled with unbearable agony.
Her body swayed uncontrollably, and she almost lost her balance.
Before she could even catch her breath, Shadow One, with his astonishing agility, had already swiftly retreated out of her attack range like a ghost.
He stood quietly not far away, coldly watching Dark Moon, as if admiring his own "masterpiece".
Ignoring the sharp pain in her ankle, Dark Moon forced herself to focus all her attention on Shadow One, enduring the discomfort.
Her brain was racing, desperately trying to find a way to break the attack and attempting to find a weakness in Shadow One's attack methods.
Sweat seeped from her forehead, trickled down her cheeks, and dripped onto the ground beneath her feet, soaking a small patch of soil.
Looking at Dark Moon's disheveled appearance, Shadow One sneered inwardly. In his eyes, Dark Moon's resistance was nothing but a futile struggle.
Those moves were weak and ineffective, like fancy footwork, and not worth mentioning at all.
Thinking of this, a hint of contempt flashed in his eyes, and he decided to launch another attack to completely eliminate this troublesome problem.
This time, Shadow One was even faster than before, so fast that his figure was almost invisible.
He was like a black lightning bolt, rushing past the dark moon with the force of breaking through the wind.
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