Next, Jing Zhe asked, "So what does Senior mean now?"
After thinking for a moment, Duanhun Shan said, "Well then, the reason you've mastered your current lightness skill must be because you took some kind of drug, right?"
"..."
While Jing Zhe was still in a daze, Duan Hun Shan squinted and said, "Don't try to fool me. I've been traveling the martial world for many years. What haven't I seen? I can tell how you've mastered such lightness skills at a glance!"
After speaking, Duanhun Shan nodded slightly, looking quite pleased with himself.
Jing Zhe curled his lip and said, "Since you're so amazing, senior, you must know what I ate, right? Why are you asking?"
"..."
The Soul-Severing Fan was instantly stumped by the question, its mouth agape, speechless.
His analysis was correct. With his extraordinary talent and so many fortuitous encounters and experiences, he only truly reached the Grandmaster level after the age of fifty, which shows how arduous the cultivation process was.
The cultivation of lightness skill is more difficult than martial arts. The peak of "Following the Wind Like a Shadow" can be said to be the realm of a grandmaster in martial arts. Even if Jing Zhe started practicing from the womb, he has not practiced for more than twenty years. How could he have reached the peak of "Following the Wind Like a Shadow"?
If this were told to others, probably no one would believe it.
But this is a real thing, so the Soul-Severing Fan thought of medicine. After all, if medicine is used to assist in practicing martial arts, the effect will be twice as good with half the effort, and the same is true for practicing lightness skills.
For Jing Zhe to have reached the peak of the "Shadow Following the Wind" technique at such a young age, he must have taken medicine, and it must not have been ordinary medicine, but some kind of miraculous elixir!
At his age, Duanhun Shan had become a grandmaster. He no longer pursued martial arts much. His only pursuit was probably lightness skill and longevity. That's why he agreed to kill Murong Xi, just to eat a "Transformation Pill".
The appearance of Jing Zhe further fueled his desire for lightness skill—if he could obtain such a miraculous elixir from him, his lightness skill would reach its peak, just like his martial arts, and only then could he truly be invincible!
If you take the "Immortal Transformation Pill" again, you'll achieve perfect enlightenment!
Therefore, Duanhun Shan raised an eyebrow, a sinister glint flashing in his eyes, and stared at Jing Zhe, saying, "If you know what's good for you, then hand over the medicine!"
"What if you hand it over? What if you don't?"
The Soul-Severing Fan sneered, "If you hand it over, I'll spare your lives; if you don't, you'll both die!"
"If I hand it over, will you really let us go?"
Hearing Jing Zhe's question, the Soul-Severing Fan was secretly delighted and patted its chest, saying, "Of course! My Soul-Severing Fan is renowned throughout the martial world, how could I possibly lie—"
Before he could finish speaking, Duanhun Shan saw Jing Zhe's mocking gaze and the disdainful smile on his face, and was immediately stunned.
Just moments before, he had broken his promise; it would be laughable for him to make such a guarantee now.
"Kid, I advise you to hand over the medicine obediently—"
"Keep dreaming!"
Jing Zhe wouldn't believe a single word the Soul-Severing Fan said. Based on their conversation just now, Jing Zhe believed that he would kill them no matter what. Since that was the case, he might as well tear off the mask and there was no need for him to be polite anymore.
"You think you're so smart? Your head's practically buried in the dirt. You think you can just ask me to hand over all those rare elixirs? I'd rather throw them away and feed them to the pigs than give them to you!"
"you--"
"What do you mean, 'you'? I think your head is not only full of dirt, but also full of water!"
"..."
"What are you glaring at me for? Trying to negotiate with me? You? You think you're worthy? You look like an idiot, wearing a straw hat in broad daylight, are you bald or something?"
"..."
Duanhun Shan's face turned completely dark.
He clenched his fists, holding the iron fan in his hands, which made a "squeaking" sound. His black robe fluttered slightly, and his aura was so strong that it seemed about to explode. He was fierce and terrifying.
You—deserve—to—die!
The Soul-Severing Fan reached out and pointed at Jing Zhe with his iron fan, saying word by word, just as Jing Zhe had thought. He really didn't want them to live; he just wanted to take them for himself after learning that Jing Zhe had miraculous pills and medicines for practicing lightness skills.
But he was worried that Jing Zhe might not have the miraculous medicine with him, which is why he talked so much. However, judging from what he just heard, the medicine was on him.
Then he doesn't need to hold back anymore; he can just start killing!
"All you've got is a mouth, and you're just like a woman. All you can do is talk about killing me. What else can you do? Go ahead and kill me if you dare!"
"Go to hell!"
Unable to endure it any longer, the Soul-Severing Fan swung its iron fan and thrust it towards Jing Zhe. Only then did Jing Zhe realize that this was not just an iron fan. At this moment, a sharp long thorn appeared at the tip of the fan, emitting a pale white cold light. If one were to be cut by it, one would either die or be seriously injured!
No wonder it's called the Soul-Severing Fan; countless souls have probably perished under this thorny iron fan!
After throwing the iron fan, the Soul-Severing Fan flew over with it. While Jing Zhe tried to dodge the iron fan, the Soul-Severing Fan attacked the direction Jing Zhe was trying to escape!
Although Jing Zhe's lightness skill was good, the Soul-Severing Fan's two-pronged attack made it difficult for him to cope. In the first exchange, Jing Zhe became somewhat disheveled. He used his lightness skill to fly over the Soul-Severing Fan and flew forward. The Soul-Severing Fan was so eager to kill him that it forgot about Murong Xi behind it and chased after him!
Seeing this, Jing Zhe was secretly delighted!
His plan was to first feign weakness, making Duanhun Shan think he only knew light-footed skills and was easy to kill. Then he would provoke Duanhun Shan, inducing him to attack him, thus leading him away from Murong Xi as far as possible to avoid hurting her in a fight.
After Jing Zhe flew a distance, he stopped. Although the Soul-Severing Fan's lightness skill was not as good as his, it was still as fast as a shadow following the wind, and it caught up in just a moment.
"Hehe, why did you stop running? Can't run anymore?"
In Duanhun Shan's view, Jing Zhe lacked internal strength and had poor physical fitness. He possessed great lightness skills, but he couldn't fly for long. Seeing Jing Zhe stop, he felt that he had guessed correctly and sneered.
"If you run away, how can I kill you?"
Jing Zhe stood still, looking at the Soul-Severing Fan with a relaxed expression. At this moment, he did not intend to hide anymore. Even if the Soul-Severing Fan was a Grandmaster, he was already at the peak of the sixth level, just one step away from becoming a Grandmaster. Although he could not defeat him, he was not without the power to fight!
Moreover, his goal was to kill Murong Xi, so Jing Zhe had to kill him to prevent future troubles!
"..."
Upon hearing this, Duanhun Shan did not laugh. Instead, he remained silent for a moment, his eyes sharp as knives as he stared at Jing Zhe, and slowly uttered two words: "You're courting death!"
After saying that, he flew towards Jing Zhe again!
This time he didn't choose to use the iron fan again, because he knew that Jing Zhe was too exhausted to run. What he had to do next was to beat him to death with his fists!
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