"Kill!" the two men shouted in anger, not wasting any more words, only wanting to quickly slay this disciple of the Lin family.
Upon hearing this, Lin Hao sneered. Just the two of them, he thought, would hardly be enough to kill him.
Seeing the two men approach, Lin Hao’s aura reached its peak. He raised his right arm, transforming his fist into a palm, like a meteor piercing the sky.
He had long cultivated the "Star-Breaking Palm" to the minor accomplishment stage, combining speed and power, and when used in conjunction with the "Heavenly Gang Divine Technique," it was difficult for ordinary sixth-stage Spirit Body martial artists to defend against it!
Whoosh!
Seeing Lin Hao take the initiative, one of the martial artists sneered and immediately unleashed a palm strike. The force of his palm was heavy and fierce, capable of easily cleaving through solid rock. In his view, this Lin family disciple was merely at the fourth stage of the Spirit Body, and a single palm strike would either kill or severely injure him.
The two right palms sliced through the air, the palm force reaching before the palms themselves. It was like a dragon and a tiger in combat, stirring up a fierce wind and flying sand within a radius of several dozen meters.
Boom!
A deafening explosion echoed as the two palms collided like meteorites, sending shockwaves that uprooted the surrounding giant trees, which then drifted away like pieces of paper in the strong wind.
Rumble!
The giant trees fell one after another, creating deep craters in the muddy ground, the momentum was astonishing.
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
The black-clothed martial artist felt a闷闷的胸闷, the immense force spreading from his right palm throughout his body, causing his limbs to tremble. He was forced to retreat three or four steps backward.
As for Lin Hao, he did not move an inch, only feeling a slight surge of blood and qi, far better off than the black-clothed martial artist.
Stabilizing himself, the black-clothed martial artist looked at Lin Hao with a surprised expression.
Though he had just entered the sixth stage of the Spirit Body, this Lin family boy was clearly only at the fourth stage. Yet, after their palm clash, it was he who suffered a clear loss!
"Hard to deal with, let's attack together!" the black-clothed martial artist shouted to the other, and they immediately moved to attack Lin Hao together.
"Xuanfeng Palm!"
"Hei Hu Strength!"
The two martial artists’ auras were astonishing, both intent on delivering a killing blow.
Seeing this, Lin Hao did not dare to be careless. The green light sword behind him was instantly drawn, slashing out a gust of wind.
Swish!
The three of them engaged in battle. Despite being two against one, they could not gain the upper hand against Lin Hao’s three-foot green sword. Instead, they were constantly hindered by the green light sword, feeling frustrated as if their strength had no place to be used.
"Thousand Leaf Palm!" one of the black-clothed martial artists shouted, his palm strike creating hundreds of palm shadows, each one seeming substantial, like a peacock spreading its feathers.
Lin Hao did not retreat but advanced, using the "Cloud Wind Step," making his movements unpredictable and elusive, making it difficult for others to determine his exact position.
"Hei Hu Holy Body!" the other martial artist clasped his hands together, his aura rippling, sweeping a radius of several dozen meters, blowing away soil and leaves, his clothes flapping in the wind.
His aura rapidly transformed, emitting a terrifying aura, like a fierce tiger emerging. He charged toward Lin Hao with incredible speed, a stark contrast to his previous self.
Lin Hao did not retreat to defend, but instead swept his green light sword, slashing through the hundreds of palm shadows. Seeing the black-clothed martial artist about to change his move, Lin Hao suddenly thrust his sword forward.
A sharp sound, and a bloodstain appeared on the black-clothed martial artist’s chest.
The black-clothed martial artist let out a惨叫, his upper body drenched in blood, stumbling backward and falling to the ground, gasping for breath.
He looked at Lin Hao, both shocked and angry, unable to understand how this Lin family disciple’s sword skills could be so terrifying. He had not even seen Lin Hao’s sword clearly before being struck, the wound deep to the bone.
At the same time, the martial artist with the "Hei Hu Holy Body" arrived, not thinking twice, his fists like giant hammers from the heavens, smashing toward Lin Hao’s head.
Hearing the whistling sound of the air, Lin Hao’s green light sword trembled, creating a sword barrier to protect himself.
Boom! The fists struck the sword barrier, as if the void itself paused.
As the sword barrier shattered, Lin Hao coldly snorted, his green light sword slashing out, the cold sword light sweeping in all directions, completely sealing the martial artist’s escape route.
Swish!
The "Weapon Spirit Body" power activated, the green light sword resonating with a clear sword cry, locking the martial artist in place. The sword then danced like a dragon, striking at extremely precise angles.
Seeing this, the martial artist was terrified, desperately trying to break through his limits to block Lin Hao’s sword.
However, the angle of the sword strike was unpredictable, and with its incredible speed, it flashed past his throat, sealing his fate.
Blood spurted, the "Hei Hu Holy Body" completely shattered. His face was full of shock, his trembling hands covering his throat, trying to slow the flow of blood.
Lin Hao sneered, not even turning his head, walking toward the black-clothed martial artist he had injured earlier.
Lin Hao’s steps were neither too fast nor too slow, and the injured black-clothed martial artist was filled with terror. This Lin family disciple was so terrifying, like a fierce beast!
Two years ago, he had encountered several inner gate martial artists of the Lin family in another mountain range, one of whom was Lin Xiurui. In his memory, that was the top expert among the Lin family disciples.
But today, seeing Lin Hao, he was not at all inferior to the Lin Xiurui he had seen two years ago...
"Wait... wait..." the black-clothed martial artist, seeing Lin Hao approaching step by step, was terrified, desperately trying to move backward to create distance.
"Brother... I know your Lin family outer gate disciples are poor. I have a million taels of silver hidden in a mountain range. If you don’t kill me... I’ll give it all to you... Brother..."
Before he could finish, he felt the wind of the sword.
Swish! Lin Hao raised his sword, beheading the man. Then, like a cloud and wind, he disappeared from the scene, leaving behind three corpses.
He had no time to waste here. Lin Hao was worried about Lin He’s safety. With Lin He at the fifth stage of the Spirit Body, he would not be able to withstand a sixth-stage Spirit Body martial artist. As for Bai Sanshao, Lin Hao was not concerned.
Because it had nothing to do with him. Whether Bai Zhanchen lived or died, Lin Hao did not care. This was a matter of the Bai family, and he did not want to get involved.
He had noted the direction Lin He had fled, and Lin Hao increased his speed to the extreme, quickly chasing after him.
He hoped Lin He could hold on a bit longer. According to the time, Lin He should not have encountered those martial artists yet.
Anything could happen. If the worst-case scenario occurred, Lin Hao would seek revenge from Bai Zhen for Lin He.
He had done his best. If he had brought Lin He with him, the number of martial artists pursuing them would have doubled, and both Lin Hao and Lin He would have been doomed.
Only by acting separately did they have a chance of survival.
...
"Hmm..." halfway through, Lin Hao’s expression changed. There were two black-clothed martial artists’ bodies here, already in a terrible state, with no visible remains.
Lin Hao instinctively hid behind a giant tree, his eyes alert, scanning the surroundings.
The two torn-apart martial artists were indeed Bai Zhen’s men. After observing, Lin Hao found that they were not killed by humans but by a fierce beast.
A beast capable of tearing apart two sixth-stage Spirit Body martial artists must have at least reached the Common Rank King level, or even a more terrifying Middle Rank beast.
Lin Hao could not afford to offend such a beast at the moment. He could only observe for a moment, ensuring the surroundings were safe before daring to show himself.
After a long while, there was no movement. Only two wild animals passed by, surprised to find the remains of the two martial artists, and after a feast, they moved on.
After a moment, Lin Hao emerged from the shadows, his frown gradually easing. Lin He was not here, and the two martial artists must have been killed by a powerful beast while pursuing Lin He.
This was for the best, saving Lin Hao the trouble. After the intense battle with the two black-clothed martial artists, his true qi had been significantly depleted.
He quickly left, not daring to stay any longer.
After a quarter of an hour, Lin Hao arrived at a canyon. On the left was a clear stream. Lin Hao walked to the stream, squatted down, and drank some water.
Just as he was about to stand up, he saw someone hiding in the stream about ten meters away.
The stream was clear to the bottom. Lin Hao looked closely and saw that the person hiding there was Lin He!
He had somehow obtained a hollow bamboo tube, hiding in the water with the tube in his mouth, the tip of the tube above the water, allowing him to breathe.
"Lin He, come out quickly!" Lin Hao’s heart finally relaxed.
Lin Hao called out, but Lin He did not move, only looking at him with a sly expression.
Splash!
Seeing it was Lin Hao, Lin He instantly leaped out of the stream, splashing water.
"If anything really happened, you would be the last to die," Lin Hao said with a rare smile, giving Lin He a thumbs up.
Hiding in the stream and breathing through a hollow bamboo tube, such a method was ingenious, but he should be afraid of a high-level beast passing by, which would surely discover him if it drank water.
"Brother Hao, you’re safe!" Lin He looked like he had seen a family member.
"Fortunately, I had some luck and nothing happened. But how did you end up here?" Lin Hao asked curiously.
"I don’t know if my luck is good or bad," Lin He said, still shaken. "After we split up, two martial artists pursued me. Suddenly, a Middle Rank beast appeared, and with one claw, it tore them to pieces. You didn’t see it... it was terrifying."
Hearing this, Lin Hao nodded. This matched his speculation. There must have been a Middle Rank beast, otherwise, two sixth-stage Spirit Body martial artists would not have died so tragically.
"How did you escape?" Lin Hao asked, curious.
"I?" Lin He was taken aback, then said matter-of-factly, "I ran fast. I was running before the Middle Rank beast appeared, and I continued running after it appeared. I never stopped."
Lin Hao understood. The Middle Rank beast probably did not consider Lin He a threat, otherwise, he would not have escaped.
"By the way," Lin He’s expression changed, "while I was hiding in the stream, I saw Bai Zhanchen being pursued by two other martial artists. He must have fled deeper into the canyon."
Hearing this, Lin Hao pondered for a moment and then said, "You go back to the Lin family first."
"You’re not going?" Lin He was surprised. "Don’t tell me you plan to save Bai Zhanchen. Do you know there’s a peak seventh-stage Spirit Body expert?"
Lin Hao, of course, knew, but he had his own concerns.