Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel - Chapter 721 - : 485: licking blood off the blade

Chapter 721: Chapter 485: Licking Blood Off the Blade

The blinding blood-red Sword Qi, filled with astonishing malevolence and sharp murderous intent, emitted a piercing whistle as it passed through, splitting the Green Stone floor tiles silently and deeply.

Chu Zheng’s pupils contracted slightly, but he wasn’t the least bit flustered. His reaction was extremely swift, dodging to avoid and rushing towards the outside of the hall.

Boom–

The rampaging blood-red sword light, with an unstoppable force, slashed fiercely at the beam supporting the hall’s ceiling.

The thick and sturdy ironwood was sliced open like rotten wood, smooth as a mirror at the cut.

With the support gone, the entire hall groaned, the ceiling collapsed, carved beams and painted rafters broke apart, and the glazed tiles and broken bricks poured down like a mountain flood.

In an instant, dust surged skyward, raising a colossal gray-yellow wave.

The choking dust spread, obscuring vision, with only the deafening sound of the collapse and the clattering of debris flying everywhere.

The brightly lit hall, under this single sword, turned completely into ruins.

The sword light swept past, threads of blood-red malevolence flickered in the churning dust.

Chu Zheng’s figure was also covered by the rising dust.

Tiny floating dust danced wildly in the air, contouring Chu Zheng’s almost indistinct silhouette, blending with the chaotic environment.

In that instant, Xiao Yu’s gaze swept over, with a cold smile playing at the corner of his lips.

A warning sign arose in Chu Zheng’s heart. Xiao Yu’s experience was undoubtedly very shrewd. The moment he sensed someone invisible nearby, he immediately devised a countermeasure.

In the blink of an eye, Chu Zheng did not hesitate, withdrawing the Invisibility Technique sustained by Yuan Qi. As he fully revealed himself, his expression remained calm, his right hand’s five fingers suddenly splayed open, reaching towards Xiao Yu’s direction with force.

Hiss–

Over a dozen dark-red tongues of fire, like snakes flicking their tongues, burst out from his palm suddenly.

The fire tongues, only finger-thin, their light dim and flickering, shot explosively towards the vital points around Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu’s expression turned serious, not daring to be careless, testing with his sword.

Unexpectedly, among these dozens of fire tongues, there wasn’t the slightest bit of Spiritual Energy, they were merely pure Mundane Fire.

The fire tongues hit the ground, exploding in a blaze of fire not harming Xiao Yu in the slightest, but successfully igniting the scattered wood chips, instantly raising dense, choking black smoke, momentarily blinding Xiao Yu’s vision.

Xiao Yu’s expression tightened, his steps faltering slightly. After catching on, he let out a cold snort:

“Tricks of a small-time talent!”

In that instant, Yuan Qi surged around Chu Zheng, like boiling steam, madly flowing into both legs.

Bam!

The Green Stone floor tiles under his feet shattered in response, his figure shooting out like an arrow from the string, slicing through the air with a whistle, rushing out of the hall.

Each step left a shallow indentation on the cracked ground, stone fragments flying.

Chu Zheng had no intention of entangling with Xiao Yu, especially since he was without a Magic Artifact and his Yuan Qi wasn’t plentiful. There was no need to take unnecessary risks.

“Think you can escape? Leave your life here!”

Almost the moment Chu Zheng’s figure rushed out of the hall, a more ferocious blood-red sword light tore through the rolling dust and firelight, following closely!

Xiao Yu had no intention of letting Chu Zheng escape easily, following close on his heels, shooting out from the dust, pursuing out of the hall.

His eyes, like a hawk, locked firmly onto Chu Zheng’s fleeing figure, face devoid of emotion, only a cold intent to kill.

This was a Cultivator, lurking nearby, skilled in the secret technique of Invisibility; this in itself signified something entirely different.

The two figures, one after the other, like two meteors tearing through the night, instantly burst out of the ruins of the hall, crashing into the streets and alleys.

Chu Zheng pushed his speed to the limit, at his ears only the howling wind and the heavy thud of his heartbeat.

He chose narrow, winding alleys, repeatedly using the Invisibility Technique to try to shake off Xiao Yu.

However, Xiao Yu’s persistence far exceeded Chu Zheng’s expectations; his turbulent Yuan Qi couldn’t calm down in the short term, making it difficult to perfectly conceal his aura, allowing Xiao Yu to detect his whereabouts repeatedly.

Each time the sword Qi whistled past, scraping close to Chu Zheng’s back, the cold intent to kill sent shivers down his spine, making the hairs on his back stand on end.

“Can’t shake him off.”

Chu Zheng’s mood grew somber; he could clearly feel that instead of widening, the distance between him and Xiao Yu was closing in. If this continued, the first to collapse from exhaustion would be him.

If he kept going like this, he wouldn’t escape the city before being caught due to exhaustion.

With no retreat left, he could only make a desperate gamble.

His Yuan Qi was insufficient, in a disadvantageous position; he couldn’t fight a drawn-out battle at a distance, only fight close-up, looking for an opportunity for hand-to-hand combat, to win with Qi Strength.

The moment he decided, the wind howled behind, sword Qi brushed past Chu Zheng’s back again, slashing into the green brick roof, raising a sky full of dust.

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Chu Zheng’s figure suddenly halted, Yuan Qi once more poured into his legs, twisting like a leopard, suddenly counterattacking, his eyes devoid of retreat, only cold murderous intent.

His fists wrapped in Yuan Qi, forming Fist Gang, leaving afterimages, accompanied by the sound of wind breaking, fiercely smashing towards Xiao Yu.

Each punch concentrated the foundation of his Hundred Days Foundation Building, with over ten thousand pounds of Colossal Strength from his muscles and bones, whistling out, compressing the air into a dull roar.

Xiao Yu’s expression froze slightly, caught off guard by Chu Zheng’s sudden decision for hand-to-hand combat, and the moment he saw Chu Zheng’s face, his heart sank.

He hadn’t expected that the person confronting him would be merely an eight or nine-year-old child!