The sea of peach blossoms was windy and snowy, and no one knew how long it had been.
Xu Buling held his saber as he ran through the forest, locking onto the figure in front of him. There was a distance of fifty steps between them.
An injured person might be affected when fighting, but when running for their life, they would definitely be faster than when they were at their peak.
Even an ordinary person could erupt with unimaginable potential when their life was hanging by a thread, let alone Chen Daozi who was Wu Kui.
The mountain range was rugged, but Chen Daozi ran as if it were flat ground. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was as fast as lightning.
In order to escape, Chen Daozi could madly increase his speed regardless of the cost. Xu Buling didn't have to worry about his life, but it was very difficult for him to run for his life while being chased. Even if he wanted to, without the sense of danger of a saber against his neck, it would be difficult for him to overdraft his body's potential. This was not something he could control.
They chased through the mountain range for more than four miles, but the distance between them didn't close. Instead, it was getting further and further away.
Xu Buling gritted his teeth and ran with all his strength. He wanted to draw his bow, but there were too many uneven mountains and trees, and he couldn't shoot through them.
The two of them gradually entered the depths of the sea of peach blossoms. There was no one around them, and there wasn't even any open space in the mountains to stop. The dense shrubs and withered vines intertwined together, and even Wu Kui found it difficult to run quickly in these conditions.
Chen Daozi used his sleeves to sweep away the withered vines and branches that were blocking his way. There was a wound on his chest that was bleeding profusely, and his face was becoming paler and paler. The blood from his ear had also dyed his face red, and he was clearly under great pressure. But Xu Buling didn't need to open the way. He only needed to follow, and he quickly closed the distance between them.
Chen Daozi's eyes were filled with anxiety. Fortunately, after crossing over a mountain, a rapidly flowing river appeared in front of them. Chen Daozi jumped into the river without hesitation, stepping on the surface of the water as he sped downstream. His speed once again reached its peak. But this time, he wasn't being chased by two legs.
Although the river was winding and rapid, it was still a straight line for a short distance, and there was no debris. There were only two people treading on the surface of the river.
Chen Daozi had only taken a few dozen steps when Xu Buling also entered the water. Then, there was the sound of rushing wind as an arrow was aimed at his back.
Treading on the water consumed a lot of energy. Moreover, treading on the water was different from treading on land. There was no way to make sharp turns, and the turning radius was very large.
Xu Buling was shooting arrows as he ran. Although this would affect his running speed. Xu Buling's bow would shoot arrows. An arrow shot from a fully drawn three-picul bow was obviously much faster than two legs.
Chen Daozi angrily cursed, "Despicable!" Then, he dove into the water and swam forward with all his might. The river in the mountains was not like a lake. The deepest part of the river was only waist-deep, and it was filled with dark ponds and rocks. It was not easy to swim. The only advantage was that the river was rapid, and one could swim with the current.
Xu Bu Ling wielded his Iron Body Bow as he sped across the water. When he heard the word 'despicable', he was so angry that he laughed. He couldn't be bothered to argue, so he said, "What can you do to me?" He once again nocked an arrow and shot it at Chen Daozi, who was struggling in the water.
The arrows fell like a meteor shower.
Chen Daozi could borrow strength in the water, but the resistance in the water was too great. His energy consumption doubled, and after a short while, his face turned purple. If his life wasn't hanging by a thread, he would have already collapsed.
There was an end to the deep water. When he reached the depths of the river, the water became shallow, knee-deep, and he couldn't swim anymore.
Chen Daozi crawled up and ran, dodging the arrows.
Xu Buling didn't force himself. He landed on the shallow water and shot arrows at Chen Daozi's back. After using up most of his quiver of arrows, he pulled out the arrows stuck in the water and continued to shoot.
Even though Chen Daozi was a martial arts grandmaster, he was exhausted and had internal and external injuries. It was impossible for him to be completely careless. When he passed by a rock on the riverbank, he used the momentum to dodge and accidentally stepped on the rock, causing him to stagger a little.
Screech.
It was at this moment that the arrow shot from the Three Stone Bow pierced through his left shoulder.
One wrong step, and every step was wrong.
The inertia of the arrow caused Chen Daozi to stagger forward. Two more arrows pierced through his back.
Puff.
Chen Daozi had traveled a long distance, and his blood was in turmoil. His lungs were about to explode, and he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell into the water.
Xu Buling was also panting like an ox, his heart beating like a drum. His fingers were already bleeding, and his arms were in unbearable pain. But at this moment, none of this had any effect. He just slowed down and shot at Chen Daozi's back. Each arrow was aimed at a vital point, and he didn't hold back at all.
"Run!"
Rustle.
Cough, cough.
His violent breathing and coughing almost drowned out the sound of the river.
The reason why martial arts grandmasters were afraid of the imperial court's arrows was because no matter how tight their defenses were, there would always be a loophole. If an arrow hit the torso, it would run through, and if an arrow hit the hands and feet, it would definitely slow down one's movements. Basically, if you were hit by the first arrow, you would end up like a hedgehog after being shot by tens of thousands of arrows.
After being shot several times, Chen Daozi fell into the water and struggled to crawl forward. His speed was still very fast, but it was difficult for him to avoid the arrows. In an instant, his back was covered with arrows until Xu Buling shot out all of them.
Rumble, rumble.
With a huge roar, the two of them chased each other to the waterfall at the end of the river.
Chen Daozi's eyes were bloodshot, and his nose and mouth were covered in blood. But Wu Kui's willpower was still there, and he crawled towards the waterfall with all his strength, trying to escape.
Xu Buling had chased for so long and was about to collapse from exhaustion. Even if he knew that Chen Daozi wouldn't survive, he couldn't let him go before he closed his eyes. He took a deep breath and rose up from the river. He unsheathed the long saber at his waist and stabbed it at Chen Daozi's back like a black eagle pouncing on a rabbit.
Chen Daozi's eyes revealed a bit of fear. He suddenly swept his hand behind him and said in a hoarse voice, "Stop …"
Crack.
The saber pierced through the back of his neck and came out through his throat, stabbing into a stone at the edge of the waterfall by more than an inch.
The saber fell, and the clamor suddenly fell silent!
Chen Daozi was immediately nailed to the river. His raised hand fell, and there was no more movement.
"Hu … hu …"
Xu Buling gripped the hilt of the saber with both hands. His muscles were constantly twitching, and the sound of his heartbeat was one. One could see his chest violently beating with the naked eye.
The mountains were desolate, and the river was bone-chillingly cold.
After the intense exercise, he had suddenly stopped. His forehead was aching from the boiling blood, and he felt a bit dizzy. Xu Buling supported himself on the hilt of the saber and gasped for breath for a long time. He cupped his hands in the river and drank two mouthfuls. Then, he wiped his face and slowly recovered.
He looked down at Chen Daozi's corpse and touched his neck. After confirming that he was dead, he let out a long sigh of relief.
The dust had settled.
Xu Buling stood up with his hands on his knees. He pulled out the long saber and looked around, trying to distinguish north, south, east, and west.
But as he looked around, he saw a dark shadow at the top of the mountain beside the waterfall. When it saw him, it flapped its wings and flew away, letting out an eagle cry …
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