Chapter 48: The Rhythm of Playing People to Death!

  Deep in the forest, deep inside.

  Zhu Yu's advancing speed slowed down significantly, as he suddenly discovered that this area had begun to appear all sorts of strange beasts.

  As the red fish advanced, they encountered two or three of them. Their cultivation was generally at a low level in the mortal world. Although they did not pose a threat to the red fish, these guys were fearless, born wild and fierce, and did not fear death.

  Zhu Yu used his sword to kill several low-level demonic beasts, but there were more and more behind him, making it harder for him to defend himself, so he had to spend a lot of energy dodging them.

  He realized something was amiss and quickly activated the Seal of the Ancients, initiating the "Demon-Slaying Eye" talisman.

  There was still a red dot behind him, but it was just a small one, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

  "We can't go any further, the forest ahead is getting denser and denser, who knows what kind of powerful demon might exist. If we accidentally bump into a congenital great demon, we'll really be done for!"

  In the dense forest, Frost was like a nimble leopard jumping between the trees.

  In front of him was a small spirit cat.

  Don't underestimate this thing, it's the authentic "Emerald-eyed Lynx" of the Wan Shou Sect. This is the number one treasure for exploring Yun Meng Ze.

  With the "Blue-eyed Lynx", relying on its keen sense of smell that surpasses humans, it can accurately detect the presence of monks and demons, not only avoiding direct confrontation with human monks and demons but also useful for tracking with considerable power.

  Yun Meng Ze was a place that Frost War often came to, he had a lot of experience, he could effortlessly follow behind "Bi Yan Huo Mao" without making any sound.

  All the way, over mountains and ridges, the frosty war that filled his chest with anger turned into strength, and the raging fire in his chest burned even more fiercely, fueling the ferocity deep within his bones.

  That little guy in front, he must catch up, otherwise, he will lose face in front of this person.

  All the way, he was thinking in his mind that once he caught this kid, how could he torture him to vent his hatred.

  If he were to kill him with one sword, he would think it was too cheap for the other party.

  This guy is really too despicable, sinister as a ghost, cunning as a fox, and has been playing tricks on himself for three whole days, just following in his footsteps, not even getting a single hair of the opponent, this is a shame, a huge shame.

  "A postnatal little bastard, actually playing with Laozi, is really hateful!"

  "Hey!"

  In the quiet woods, a voice suddenly rang out.

  Shivered with fright and quickly turned head to look at the right side.

  On a branch of an ancient tree, a young boy in black robes narrowed his eyes and smiled wickedly at himself, his expression so self-satisfied and despicable that it instantly ignited the pent-up frustration and anger that had been suppressed for so long...

  "Are you Frost War, the so-called 'Square Face Killer'? You've been chasing me for three days and still lurking behind me. I've farted a whole bellyful of stinky farts just for you to smell, can't you just give up already?"

  The carp is smiling with a gentle face.

  "Are you the little brat, daring to show up?" Frost's eyes widened, his robes had long been discarded, revealing the small leather jacket inside, a robust and muscular physique gleaming with a masculine charm.

  He almost spat out from his teeth in anger: "You're looking for death! I'll see how many catties you have..."

  He drew out his flying sword and directly shot a long rainbow towards the Vermilion Fish.

  He launched a fierce attack, leaving no room for mercy, his flying sword followed closely by others, directly attacking and killing.

  Zhu Yu's smile retracted, the "Starlight Sword" in his hand did not retreat, the first move of "Lone Kill", "Thousand Mountains Flying Snow", transformed into countless rays of light that wrapped around the Frost War sword light.

  "Bang!"

  In the midst of the void, spiritual energy burst forth, two flying swords collided in mid-air with a loud crash. Zhu Yu's eyebrows furrowed slightly as he felt a sudden tightness in his chest.

  Frost war then fell again, he patted the tree trunk, stabilized his body, and pushed himself up with both hands, launching another fierce attack on the red fish.

  Zhu Yu's "Lonely Killing" sword technique first move "Thousand Mountains Flying Snow" has a total of one hundred variations, extremely complex.

  Although Zhu Yu's cultivation time was not long and he couldn't fully integrate it, the power was still astonishing.

  He fought with Frost and actually didn't fall behind.

  Frost War's cultivation was much higher than Zhu Yu, but the injuries on his body had not healed, making his killing power far inferior to before. This loss and gain, Zhu Yu could also hold on for a while.

  The two of them exchanged blows quickly, and the fierce energy that had been building up inside Fang Jian's bones finally burst out. He hated Zhu Yu to the bone, and his hands showed no mercy at all. The "Square-Faced Killing God" brought out all his ruthless and desperate moves, and his aura was such that he would not rest until he killed Zhu Yu.

  The two men quickly fought thirty or forty rounds, and Zhu Yu gradually felt exhausted.

  His feet made a "hollow step" transformation, and with a flash of black shadow, he disappeared like a ghost. To Frost's eyes, it was as if he had only blinked, and a living person had vanished.

  "'Square Face Killer' is indeed powerful! Since you can't beat me, just keep following behind me and smell my fart!"

  "Dogs | hybrids, some breeds are running away, dogs..."

  A chill ran down his spine, he didn't dare to speak again, because the little black robe simply ignored him and soon left his field of vision. He stomped his foot, his body like the wind, and chased after him fiercely.

  "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

  His teeth were chattering with rage, he concentrated all his spiritual energy on his legs and chased after him desperately.

  But no matter how hard he tried, he was still just a little bit short, which made him almost furious.

  Two people chased and fled, another long time passed.

  The carp this time chose to escape in the opposite direction, and he was no longer just escaping.

  He fought and retreated, retreated for a while and then turned back to fight with Frost again, got tired and retreated.

  He practiced "Chaos Opening Heaven Technique" and his physical body was extremely strong, recovering extremely quickly.

  Even if all spiritual energy is exhausted, sitting for half an hour can immediately recover everything.

  He can't be killed by running, nor can he be beaten to death, and so he thoroughly exhausted himself with Frost General.

  In this way, the two of them wandered around in the woods for nearly two days, during which they had at least a dozen matches. Zhu Yu's strategy was simply to "entangle" his opponent.

  He's intimidated by your presence and runs away with his tail between his legs.

  Once he relaxed, he turned around and struck. Two days of hard work later, his swordsmanship made rapid progress, while Frost was simply having a nightmare.

  He may have a strong physique, but how can he compare to the carp, an existence that cannot be killed or exhausted?

  What's more, he had internal injuries, and after two days of intense nervous tension in the pursuit and fighting, he was almost exhausted.

  He was initially angry, gradually numb, then fearful, and finally on the verge of collapse.

  This little black-robed kid isn't very old, but he's really strange, runs extremely fast, and can't be killed by exhaustion.

  What shocked him even more was that every time the two of them fought, he could feel their strengths waxing and waning.

  That guy is more courageous in battle, seemingly the more he fights the more energetic he becomes, his body is even more abnormal and powerful than his.

  Encountered such a pervert, how can he fight with others?

  Keep chasing but can't catch up with others, if this continues, soon we won't even be able to fight back, and if we keep wasting time like this, he will eventually get played to death in this forest.

  How stifling he felt in his heart!

  He, the high-ranking executive of Qianxin Sect's Nanhai Hall, known as the "Square-Faced Killing God", a half-step into the Pre-Heavenly Peak stage powerhouse, was actually being played like a cat-and-mouse game by someone. Sometimes he really wished to just smash his head and die.

  Another battle came to an end, and in this one, the two of them had fought over a hundred rounds before Frost barely managed to win.

  The Zhu fish escaped again, and Frost was so exhausted that his whole body almost collapsed. He sat on the ground with a thud, fell backwards, spread his limbs apart, and panted like an ox.

  "This son of a bitch is a freak!" Frost felt that in the next moment, he might go crazy, and if this continued, he wouldn't be able to hold on.

  "Hey, Square Face the Second Fool, what's wrong? Can't fight anymore? How can you be so lousy? This is just the beginning! Take a good rest for now, and we'll have another match later!"

  Frost war raised his head to look at the sky, on the branches of a tall ancient tree above, a black-robed young man was leaning against the branches, smiling at himself with a playful expression.

  His eyes narrowed into a slit, that despicable smile, almost made Frost War his own little prey, very sly, very annoying, and damn infuriating.

  Frosty battles are all about jumping feet and scolding streets in one's mind, but having a surplus of heart yet insufficient strength.

  "Nightmare, damn it's a nightmare. This crappy place, I don't want to stay here for another minute!"

  "When did the South China Sea get an extra wild card like this? This is going to be a killing spree!"

  As soon as he thought of this, a thought of retreat arose in his heart.

  As long as we have a mountain of green in reserve, we won't worry about having no firewood to burn. Keeping this body intact, waiting for the injury to fully recover, and then taking revenge is not too late.

  Anyway, this kid's every gesture and expression he has already firmly remembered in his heart, leaving a deep impression that is almost etched in his bones.

  He slowly closed his eyes, starting to make use of the precious time to rest and recover. At this moment, he didn't have any thoughts about regaining face, killing that little brat, or retrieving the Xianzong treasure; everything was forgotten.

  He just wanted to recover a bit of spiritual energy and immediately ran away, eager to leave this haunted place as soon as possible.

  After about half a time, his spiritual power recovered a bit, he opened his eyes and looked at the sky, that little black robe was still on the branch, actually closing his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep.

  His face changed, and he had a strong impulse to suddenly attack and kill.

  "Little brat, you dare to be arrogant in front of your old man? Your time is up!"

  He secretly drew out his flying sword, but felt inexplicably empty in his heart.

  He wondered what would be the consequences if this move didn't work out?

  For the past two days, Frost's performance has been utterly disappointing. He was always the one who toyed with his opponents, but this time he was thoroughly toyed with instead.

  Feng Yi was famous for his bravery in the Southern Sea, but this little black robe is even more powerful than him.

  Frostbite excels at attacking and killing with speed, skilled at ambushing and assassinating, but this little black robe's speed is much faster than his.

  Also unknown what kind of strange body method, people like ghosts and monsters, a living person, just need to blink, can disappear out of thin air.

  This speed is really too frightening...

  Finally, rationality took over, he forcibly suppressed the sudden impulse to rush forward, slowly got up and prepared to slip away quietly.

  Just then, he suddenly stiffened, his face changed drastically, his eyes stared fixedly at something above him, and a look of wild joy appeared on his face.