Chapter 116: The Ending of Three People

Chapter 116: The Ending of Three People

On the other side, Qi Xuansu had unexpectedly wounded the Bhikkhu with the pistol and fought with the Martial Arts Practitioner.

Qi Xuansu’s skin, especially at his palms, became translucent like a piece of high-quality white jade. This was not the mystical ability of Rogue Cultivators, but a magical power that Qi Xuansu obtained from the Xuan Jade.

His physique was better than that of Martial Arts Practitioners in the Yuxu stage and comparable to that of Martial Arts Practitioners in the Guizhen stage. However, he could not concentrate on merging his mind and body.

Even so, Qi Xuansu’s current physique and cultivation level were enough for him to deal with a Yuxu-stage Martial Arts Practitioner.

Qi Xuansu struck the Martial Arts Practitioner in the chest. At the same time, the Martial Arts Practitioner punched him firmly on the forehead.

Upon impact, the Martial Arts Practitioner stood on the same spot with his body swaying slightly, while Qi Xuansu flew backward like a kite with a broken string. Qi Xuansu's back hit a pillar supporting the ancient temple, stirring up the dust from the beams.

The Martial Arts Practitioner stared at Qi Xuansu, who was slowly sliding down the pillar, and asked, “Are you a Martial Arts Practitioner too?”

Qi Xuansu shook off the dust on his body and said nothing. Findd new stories at novelhall.com

The Martial Arts Practitioner stomped hard on the ground, using the force of the recoil to rush straight toward Qi Xuansu. However, when he was about three meters away from Qi Xuansu, he took one step forward, forcibly stopping his forward momentum. Then he retracted his arm as if he was drawing an arrow.

His fist roared through the air.

Qi Xuansu used his left hand to catch the attacking fist. The force of the punch penetrated his palm, forcing him to fly backward again. But at the same time, Qi Xuansu raised his right hand, shooting a cold beam of light at the Martial Arts Practitioner.

The cold light cut a long and thin gash on the Martial Arts Practitioner’s throat, in which faint traces of blood seeped out.

The Martial Arts Practitioner was shocked and angry for almost dying from a slit in the throat.

Qi Xuansu landed on the ground but stood up almost immediately. His face, which was slightly pale due to the punch, returned to a normal color at a speed visible to the naked eye. Under normal circumstances, the Martial Arts Practitioner’s punch should have seriously injured Qi Xuansu. However, Qi Xuansu had gone through a body transformation from the Xuan Jade, so he was unaffected.

Instead of retreating, Qi Xuansu advanced and closed the distance between the two of them.

With a wave of his sleeve, another knife shot toward the Martial Arts Practitioner again.

However, the Martial Arts Practitioner was on guard this time and blocked the cold light with his arms, finally revealing its true appearance. It was the throwing knife that Zhang Yuelu gave to Qi Xuansu.

The Martial Arts Practitioner calmed down and looked solemn.

Although most people looked down on the Sword Controlling Technique thinking that it was a crude version of the Sword Steering Technique, it was an effective killing move for Xiantian Beings.

“Don’t blame me for killing you, since you’re seeking your own death.” Qi Xuansu was not a saint. He pulled out his spiritual short sword and stabbed the back of the Martial Arts Practitioner who was hugging his legs.

Even Desmond, the vampire leader, was killed with this sword, not to mention a Martial Arts Practitioner in the Yuxu stage. This Martial Arts Practitioner was stabbed in the heart, which was a vital organ for Martial Arts Practitioners. He died in an instant and no longer had the energy to hold Qi Xuansu’s legs.

Qi Xuansu kicked the Martial Arts Practitioner away, making the latter fly back, breaking his neck.

Seeing this, the Bhikkhu holding the sword quickly turned around and staggered back into the temple.

Qi Xuansu put away his short sword, Qing Yuan, before loading the Divine Dragon Pistol.

The Bhikkhu had just gotten to the door of the ancient temple when Qi Xuansu aimed the pistol at the back of his head. Qi Xuansu pressed down the hammer with his thumb and pulled the trigger with his index finger. Following the gunshot, a deep, bloody hole appeared on the back of the Bhikkhu’s head. The Bhikkhu fell face-first to the ground, dying instantly.

Qi Xuansu paused for a moment to reload the gun before strapping it to his waist. Then he pulled out Qing Yuan again.

At this moment, Zhang Yuelu, who had manifested a Spiritual Statue, crashed through the wall of the ancient temple with her back. The Qi Refiner and the Rogue Cultivator followed closely behind.

The three of them rushed into the dense forest outside the ancient temple. Zhang Yuelu tried to use the trees to block the flying swords, but the swords were so sharp that they cut down the thick tree trunks wherever the sword light passed.

Qi Xuansu did not rush to help Zhang Yuelu. Instead, he walked into the ancient temple first.

At this time, there were three other people in the ancient temple, namely the first Bhikkhu whom Qi Xuansu shot earlier, and the Martial Arts Practitioner and Diviner who were seriously injured by Zhang Yuelu.

Although the three of them were still alive, they had lost the strength to fight. They were all shocked when they saw Qi Xuansu entering the ancient temple with a sword in hand and a murderous look on his face.

The Martial Arts Practitioner, who was bleeding from all his orifices, was the least injured among the three. He immediately wanted to get up and run away, but Qi Xuansu did not give him a chance to escape.

Qi Xuansu stepped forward, grabbed the Martial Arts Practitioner’s back collar, and stabbed him in the back. The sword protruded from the front of the Martial Arts Practitioner’s chest, killing him instantly.

Seeing this scene, the other two injured assassins felt horrified even though they were accustomed to killing. After all, fighting to death and helplessly watching someone being slaughtered were completely different. They were flustered and frightened, with nowhere to run.

Qi Xuansu pushed away the Martial Arts Practitioner’s body and came to the weakest Diviner, who was stabbed by Zhang Yuelu earlier. At this time, he was almost dying, so Qi Xuansu stabbed him in the chest and twisted the sword into his heart, ending his life.

Immediately after, Qi Xuansu withdrew his sword and strode toward the injured Bhikkhu. The Bhikkhu stood up with a sudden burst of energy and barely managed to dodge Qi Xuansu’s sword.

Qi Xuansu tripped the Bhikkhu, reached out to grab the latter’s helmet, and pulled it back to expose the throat. With one clean cut, Qi Xuansu slit the Bhikkhu’s throat, killing him.

In the blink of an eye, only two out of the seven ambushers were left. They were both outside, fighting with Zhang Yuelu.

However, Qi Xuansu also knew that these two opponents were the most difficult to deal with, so he had to think of another way.