Ye Lang didn't expect that Qin Wentian's strength would suddenly increase to such a terrifying level. If not, he wouldn't have used such a head-on method to fight against Qin Wentian. However, with a single misstep, it was already too late for regrets. Qin Wentian once again sprinted towards him.
"Bzzz." Ye Lang released his Astral Soul in a frenzy, as his entire person transformed into a demonic wolf. He used both his hands to crawl on the ground, like a wild beast, using all his remaining strength to escape. Even though he was heavily injured, the speed he displayed at this moment was still enough to cause people to feel fear in their hearts.
"Young Master." From afar, the experts of the Ye Clan, upon witnessing this scene, all turned pale. Especially the guards of Ye Lang, who were madly rushing towards them.
"Stop them." Qin Ye roared in rage, as his body ferociously pounced forward like a cheetah, directly knocking one of the guards off his warhorse. At the same time, the arrows of a few guards pierced through the air, nailing one of the guards to the ground.
The ground trembled as Qin Wentian dashed towards Ye Lang in a frenzy. That slightly skinny silhouette of his was like a gust of wind, so fast that it caused people's hearts to tremble.
"How fast." The hearts of the people of the Qin Clan trembled. Only now did they remember that this silent young man, who had once been forgotten by others, had never stopped running in the morning, regardless of rain or shine.
As Qin Wentian sprinted, he pulled out the long spear from Ye Lang's warhorse. His sharp eyes stared at the back of Ye Lang's warhorse, as he abruptly let out an enraged roar. It was as though he had released all his anger into this spear strike. The long spear pierced through the air, piercing towards Ye Lang. It was even sharper and more ferocious than an arrow.
"Be careful." Ye Mo, who was in front, roared in rage. Ye Lang also felt the danger, as he abruptly leaped forward, dashing towards the distance.
"Puchi!"
Accompanied by a crisp sound, the long spear that was originally aimed at Ye Lang's head pierced through his leg. It pierced through the air, nailing Ye Lang's leg to the ground, causing Ye Lang to let out a shrill bestial howl.
A gust of cold wind blew past. In this short moment, Qin Wentian had already come to Ye Lang's side. He lifted his foot and directly stepped on Ye Lang's back. The huge force directly shook Ye Lang and made him spit out blood.
At this moment, the space fell silent. The people who were fighting all stopped and stared at him.
They only saw an ice-cold flame flickering in the youth's eyes as he pulled out the spear that was embedded in Ye Lang's thigh. After which, he flipped Ye Lang over. In Ye Lang's eyes, there was a sense of fear towards death. He had never thought that he would die here.
The people of the Ye Clan seemed to have stopped breathing. If Ye Lang died, his guards would be buried with him.
"Qin Wentian, if you dare to pierce the spear down, what awaits you will be hell on earth." Ye Mo looked at Qin Wentian and said in an ice-cold voice.
Raising his head, Qin Wentian glanced at Ye Mo. The corner of his mouth curved into a cold smile, and his eyes were filled with disdain and mockery.
Lowering his head again, Qin Wentian stared at Ye Lang on the ground. He said coldly, "I said before, I will definitely kill you."
"If you dare to touch me, you will die miserably." Ye Lang's eyes were still filled with animalistic intent. He stared fixedly at Qin Wentian and threatened.
"Qin Wentian, if Ye Lang dies, your Qin Clan will not be able to bear the wrath of the Ye Clan." Ye Mo simultaneously exerted pressure. Even at this moment, they were still so arrogant.
"Remember, Ye Lang, you will not be the first." As soon as Qin Wentian's voice faded, the spear in his hand suddenly whistled downwards. A light 'Chi' sound rang out, and time seemed to have frozen. The spear pierced through Ye Lang's head and nailed him to the ground. Blood splashed out, but Ye Lang's eyes didn't close. It was as if he didn't dare to imagine that he would die.
The crowd in the distance had a dull look in their eyes, and their chests were heaving up and down. Only now did they understand that Qin Wentian didn't run away in the beginning, but to attract his prey, Ye Lang. He didn't want Ye Lang to even have a chance to escape.
"Good kill." Qin Ye roared. Qin Wentian's spear strike was very satisfying.
"Come and kill me. If I don't die today, I will be your Ye Clan's nightmare." Qin Wentian pointed his spear at Ye Mo as he coldly spoke. After which, he turned and madly sprinted towards an alleyway.
Ye Mo stepped out, soaring into the air. However, the Yuanfu Realm guard blocked his path. Qin Wentian wanted to lure the Ye Clan to chase after him, so that the members of the Qin Clan would have a chance to escape. However, Ye Mo would never allow a Yuanfu Realm cultivator who could fly to chase after Qin Wentian.
"Kill Qin Wentian." Ye Mo coldly commanded. Momentarily, the members of the Ye Clan madly sprinted in the direction of Qin Wentian. Ye Lang had been killed, and if they allowed the murderer to escape, they wouldn't be able to endure the wrath of the Ye Clan.
The shock in Bai Qingsong's heart didn't subside even after a long time. The youth who had once smiled at him, had now revealed the iron-blooded aura of the Qin Clan. His gaze caused Bai Qingsong to feel a faint sense of fear. In the depths of his heart, there was still a hint of regret. However, that regret was instantly drowned out by reason. The most important thing now was to destroy the Qin Clan, and kill Qin Wentian. They couldn't allow the Qin Clan to rise from the ashes.
Many from the Ye and Bai Clan chased after Qin Wentian, causing the pressure on the members of the Qin Clan to lessen. Qin He commanded, "Everyone, retreat to the Star River Association."
"But Wentian …" Qin Yao had a worried expression on her face.
"Don't let Wentian down. I'll go find him. Qin Ye, I'll leave this place to you." Qin He commanded, as he dashed in the direction of Qin Wentian.
Qin Ye's eyes were bloodshot as he roared, "Retreat!"
When the members of the Ye Clan rushed into the street where Qin Wentian had disappeared, Qin Wentian's silhouette was nowhere to be seen. Based on Qin Wentian's familiarity with Sky Harmony City, he naturally wouldn't allow them to chase after him.
"When you meet a fork, immediately split into two groups and chase after him. If he's alive, I want to see him. If he's dead, I want to see his corpse." The pursuers rushed into the middle of the street, and every time they saw a fork, they would immediately split into two groups. If not, if they were all in a group, it would be extremely difficult to find Qin Wentian.
This street was one of the most flourishing streets in Sky Harmony City. There were many forks in the road, and it wasn't suitable for horses to ride.
As for the current Qin Wentian, he was hiding in a deserted alley at the end of the street. A Yuan Meteor Stone appeared in his hands, and he unceasingly absorbed the energy within. He didn't even care about using his Astral Souls to temper it, as he urgently needed to replenish his energy.
"Over here." A voice drifted into Qin Wentian's ears, causing his entire body to tense up. After which, the sound of footsteps could be heard, causing Qin Wentian's entire body to tense up. In the next instant, two silhouettes dashed past him, but in the blink of an eye, the two silhouettes halted at the same time, as though they had sensed his presence.
"Bzzz!" Qin Wentian's body tensed up, and in that instant, he was like an arrow shot from a bow, and also like a ferocious cheetah. Abruptly, he pierced out with his spear. The spear was like a dragon, emitting a terrifying dragon's roar. The Dragon Subduing Fist was infused into the long spear, and the might it exuded was incomparably tyrannical.
"Puchi." One of the silhouettes turned around, only to see the unavoidable long spear piercing through his throat, as swift and violent as lightning.
The other silhouette felt his heart tremble. After which, he, who was an experienced fighter, instantly retreated a step, increasing the distance between him and Qin Wentian.
"Collapsing Tiger Fist." That person roared in rage. Momentarily, a terrifying gust of wind blasted towards Qin Wentian, as though a ferocious tiger was tearing its prey apart. Each and every one of his fists was filled with an aura of savagery.
"The power of an innate technique, a cultivator at the Arterial Circulation Realm." At this moment, Qin Wentian was unprecedentedly calm. In his eyes, there was only his opponent.
Although this person wasn't a Stellar Martial Cultivator, a cultivator at the Arterial Circulation Realm could unleash the power of an innate technique. There was no need for him to get close to Qin Wentian in order to unleash a long-range attack. The power of an innate technique was inexhaustible, and when facing a cultivator at the Body Refinement Realm, he would have an absolute advantage.
"ROAR!" The long spear was like a dragon, sweeping out, penetrating through the fist, as though a ferocious tiger was being torn apart. Qin Wentian's strength, in addition to the amplification from the long spear, had already reached the level of a Arterial Circulation Realm cultivator. After all, this person wasn't a Stellar Martial Cultivator, and was only at the 1st level of Arterial Circulation Realm.
In that short instant, Qin Wentian had already made his decision. He would kill his opponent, and he would end the battle as quickly as possible.
"What a tyrannical strength." That person, upon seeing that Qin Wentian had broken through his innate technique with a single strike of his spear, couldn't help but feel shocked in his heart. No wonder Ye Lang was able to kill Ye Lang. Retreating once again, he didn't want to give Qin Wentian any opportunity to engage in close combat. Both his fists blasted out in a frenzy, as though he wanted to crush Qin Wentian.
Resplendent Astral Energy blossomed, as a Heavenly Hammer appeared in Qin Wentian's left hand. Arcing through the air in a beautiful arc, he abruptly smashed out with a terrifying tyrannical intent.
"BOOM!" The wind from his fists surged, as the tyrannical strength of the Heavenly Hammer deflected the innate technique. As for the remaining force, Qin Wentian forcefully endured it with his body. His eyes flashed with a terrifying sharpness as he took a few steps forward, the long spear in his hands piercing forwards.
"DIE!" Abruptly, Qin Wentian released his grip, and the long spear shot out like an enraged dragon. His opponent frantically tried to defend, but Qin Wentian's attack contained a tremendous amount of force. The long spear was like a hot knife cutting through butter, directly piercing through the center of his opponent's brows. An expert at the Arterial Circulation Realm, had fallen.
"Hu …" Qin Wentian drew in a deep breath, as he pulled out his long spear. In an instant, his silhouette disappeared into the alleyway, as he dashed towards the other end. The commotion here would soon attract the attention of others.
At this moment, Qin Wentian was feeling extremely fatigued. After all, he was only at the 7th level of the Body Refinement Realm. Consecutively killing Ye Lang and the two Wu Xiu, as well as receiving a strike from Qin Wentian earlier, had exhausted too much of his energy. When the effects of the acupuncture technique wore off, he would be even weaker. He had to reach a safe location before that happened.
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