But as it turned out, Fang Xing hadn't been complacent for long when he saw Liu San silently chasing after him. Although his speed wasn't as fast as Hou Qing's, it wasn't much slower. Seeing Hou Qing being coiled up by the python, he was slightly startled. Hou Qing immediately called out: "Don't worry about me, it's only a rank 2 Demonic Beast. After I kill this python, it will follow. You go chase after this kid, you must not let him escape …"
"Damn!"
Fang Xing was speechless and ran even more energetically.
However, he also knew that this demon python was only a rank two monster. Compared to Hou Qing, who was at the peak of rank three spirit return, it was indeed nothing.
However, with Liu San chasing after him, Fang Xing was slightly more relaxed.
Liu San was only at the beginning of the third spirit formation layer, his cultivation was only slightly higher than Fang Xing's. Most importantly, Liu San was not proficient in movement techniques. Furthermore, there were vines and strange trees blocking his way, so his speed was greatly affected. On the other hand, Fang Xing relied on his small stature to dodge left and right, escaping extremely quickly.
Liu San saw that the distance between him and Fang Xing was gradually increasing, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.
"This kid's speed is much faster than I imagined, but this time, I cannot let him escape … …"
Liu San secretly thought and took out a jade talisman from his bosom.
Every outer disciple had at least one magic tool, and this was Liu San's magic tool. It was incomparably mysterious and was rarely shown to others.
While running, he poured his spiritual energy into it, and the jade talisman gradually lit up.
"Alright, as long as I can get rid of this guy, I can escape … …"
Fang Xing saw a thistle forest in front of him, and his heart gave birth to a glimmer of hope of escaping.
However, it was also at this moment that Liu San suddenly let out a low roar. His figure, which was in the midst of swiftly chasing, actually disappeared in an instant. Then, his figure flashed, directly appearing twenty to thirty feet behind Fang Xing. After appearing, his figure once again swept up, like a giant eagle pouncing forward thirty to forty feet, directly pressing Fang Xing onto the ground. Then, with a twist of one of his arms, he twisted Fang Xing's small arm behind his back and lifted it up.
"Junior Fang, you can't escape … …"
Liu San shouted in a deep voice, his mouth panting heavily.
At this moment, his right hand was holding onto Fang Xing's arm, and his left hand was holding a jade talisman. The light on the jade talisman was dimming.
His arms were also trembling slightly, and his mouth was panting heavily. This was a sign that his spiritual power was almost exhausted.
"How did he suddenly close the distance between us by about ten feet?"
Just now, when his arm was locked behind his back, he was shocked and flustered.
Liu San was also somewhat glad. If it wasn't for his unique magic tool, he might have really let this brat slip away.
No one knew that Liu San had a special magic tool in his possession. It was given to him by the elder of the Blue Cloud Sect whom he had saved back then. This magic tool was a jade talisman. It had a name, "Shrinking Talisman". After injecting spiritual energy into it and using this talisman, one could instantly jump a distance of around ten feet. However, using this talisman consumed a lot of spiritual energy and had a time limit.
Using this talisman, he was able to get close to Fang Xing and catch him by surprise.
Although his spiritual power was almost exhausted, he had at least caught this brat. All that was left was to wait for Hou Qing to kill the Demon Python and catch him.
After thinking about this, Liu San let out a long whistle.
First, it was to tell Hou Qing his position through the whistle. Second, it was to show that he had his opponent under control.
"Senior Liu San, do you really want to use me as bait?"
At this time, Fang Xing had already strangely calmed down. His arm was twisted and he couldn't turn around, so he could only say this with his back facing Liu San.
Liu San seemed to be a little apologetic, but it was only for a moment. He said in a deep voice: "I'm sorry, if I don't take you down, Senior Hou will use Qian Tong as bait. Although Qian Tong has a fiery temper, he once helped me!"
Fang Xing laughed and said: "So you want to kill me? What about before coming to this broken mountain? Why did you force me to come here? "
Liu San was silent. After a long while, he suddenly said: "This is how Taoism is, saying this is useless!"
Fang Xing shook his small head and suddenly said: "It's useful!"
Liu San was slightly startled and said: "What's the use?"
Fang Xing took a deep breath and suddenly turned his body.
His left arm had originally been firmly gripped by Liu San. This was a type of grappling technique in the Jianghu. It was also a technique that Liu San often used when he was a constable. Once a criminal was gripped, it was like a snake being gripped by seven inches, unable to move at all. But at this moment, Fang Xing actually refreshed his understanding of him. With his left arm firmly gripped, he forcibly turned around.
"Pa pa … …"
As Fang Xing forcibly turned around, his left arm was immediately twisted off, making a teeth-numbing sound.
Liu San was stunned for a moment. He stared blankly at Fang Xing's small arm that he was holding in his hand.
At this time, this arm was twisted into a fried dough twist. It felt very strange to hold it in his hand.
Twisting his own arm, how ruthless was this!
Even the great bandits that he had captured in the past didn't have such ruthless thoughts, right?
While Liu San was still in shock, Fang Xing was already facing him. His pale face had a slight smile, and a knife appeared in his right hand out of nowhere. Like a poisonous snake, it smoothly pierced into Liu San's lower abdomen. The distance between him and Liu San was too close. In addition, Liu San was stunned by the ruthlessness of twisting his left arm and turning around. He was actually completely unguarded against this short knife.
"Pu … …"
The knife went all the way to the hilt!
Liu San was abnormally shocked. He lowered his head to look at his wound. His face had a complicated expression. Shock, surprise, and pain.
And Fang Xing didn't stop. After the knife attack, he raised the knife again and fiercely pierced into his chest.
Liu San, whose spiritual power was exhausted, couldn't make an effective counterattack in this unexpected situation.
Fang Xing suddenly jumped and kicked Liu San to the ground.
When he jumped, his left arm was like a marionette in the air. It was very strange.
"Senior Liu San, I'm sorry. That time by the fire, you guessed that I wasn't asleep and deliberately told me about the treatment I would receive, to remind me to quickly escape … …" Fang Xing came to Liu San's ear. Looking at Liu San's frightened eyes, he softly said: "There was really a moment where I thought you were a good person. I was prepared to kill all of you and leave you alone … …"
Liu San's throat moved slightly. His mouth slightly opened as if he wanted to say something.
"I don't know why you changed your mind and wholeheartedly came to deal with me. Of course, this isn't important!"
Fang Xing didn't intend to listen to what Liu San wanted to say. With a backhand slash, he directly cut open Liu San's neck.
Fresh blood splattered like a fountain.
A trace of helplessness and despair appeared on Liu San's face.
He was a spirit formation third layer cultivator, but in front of Fang Xing, he didn't even have the slightest chance to retaliate.
Is this a child?
Liu San despaired and thought that Tang Tian was more ruthless and cunning than any of the great bandits he had met before!
But along the way, he had always treated Tang Tian as a child … …
For a person who used to be a constable, this was really the biggest failure of his life … …
Fang Xing no longer paid attention to him. Picking up the jade talisman beside his hand, he held onto his swaying left arm and gritted his teeth as he continued to escape into the forest.
He didn't have the time to be entangled anymore. He had to hurry and escape.
"Boom … …"
In just a few breaths of time, Hou Qing rushed over and saw Liu San on the ground.
His body was covered in blood. The sword in his hand was also covered in blood. He clearly wasn't injured. It was obviously the blood of the demon python. Seeing this scene, Hou Qing's pupils suddenly shrank as if he was pierced by Liu San's wide open eyes. But very quickly, his face returned to indifference. Lifting his foot over Liu San's body, he coldly spat out two words: "Trash!"
With a sweep of his eyes, he saw the direction Fang Xing escaped to.
The branch that was knocked crooked had yet to return to its original state, leaving a clear mark.
The sword in Hou Qing's hand trembled, shaking off the python blood on the edge of the sword, then he chased after Tang Tian.
This time, he didn't chase for too long. Suddenly, he felt a sharp wind blowing in front of him. In an instant, he unsheathed his sword. He didn't even summon his flying sword. The Qingfeng Sword in his hand turned into a ball of snow light. "Ding ding ding ding" sounds could be heard. At least a few dozen silver needles were sent flying by the Qingfeng Sword. After that, another silver light shot over like lightning.
Hou Qing sneered and pressed his five fingers together. Spiritual energy formed an invisible barrier.
The silver light was blocked by the spiritual energy barrier and slowly lost the power to continue flying forward. Then, it fell to the ground with a clang.
Hou Qing smiled and walked forward slowly. He said softly, "This is the flying sword I gave you. Do you want to use it to kill me?"
In front of him, there was a huge banyan tree. It was so big that even two adults wouldn't be able to wrap their arms around it. Fang Xing's small body was leaning on the tree, looking at him with a smile. His hands were empty. In his right hand was a small metal tube. His left hand hung weakly by his side. It seemed like he was at his wit's end. He had resigned himself to his fate.
Hou Qing sized up Fang Xing's appearance and said indifferently, "I admit that you are much more difficult to deal with than I imagined. If I had known this earlier, I wouldn't have taken the trouble to capture you back at the mountain gate. It's better to queue up a little longer than to meet an opponent like you out of nowhere. When Liu Feng recommended you to me as bait, I would have knocked all his teeth out with a slap …"
As he spoke, he opened his five fingers. The flying sword flew out from his waist pouch and floated lightly in the air.
"But now that things have come to this, I'd better kill you quickly. To be honest, I'm afraid of what you'll look like when you grow up …"
The killing intent in Hou Qing's eyes condensed. The flying sword moved like a spirit snake, as if it would slash at the defenseless Fang Xing at any moment.
Fang Xing suddenly laughed. He put his right hand behind his head and changed into a more comfortable position.
"You're going to kill me just like that?"
He smiled. "I remember you once said that you'd let me know how the word 'tragic' is written?"
Hou Qing was stunned. His expression gradually changed and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
The flying sword flew into his waist pouch. He then picked up the Azure Tipped Sword.
"You're right …"
He walked forward slowly. At this moment, Fang Xing also tightly gripped the Grotto-Heaven Ring in his hair.
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