C714 Being Tracked
C714 Being Tracked
"Brother Qiao, quickly come and help me. This person is formidable!" The Nascent Infant cultivator shouted for help from another Nascent Infant cultivator.
The Nascent Infant warrior with the surname Qiao was stunned for a moment. He waved his hand and withdrew the broken dagger magic treasure that had pierced into the back of a warrior. Then, he flew over. "Brother Tu, why can't you do anything to a puny warrior?"
"He, he might be a Martial Master!" The Nascent Infant warrior named Tu said in fear, not daring to take the initiative to attack Feng Yimo.
"What? Martial Master?!" The Nascent Infant warrior with the surname Qiao was shocked. He sized up Feng Yimo from head to toe. The warrior in front of him was very young. No matter how he looked at it, it didn't look like the legendary Martial Master. One should know that the Martial Master was equivalent to the Soul Formation realm. If it was really a Martial Master, then even if he joined hands with Tu, he wouldn't be a match for it.
Feng Yimo was secretly complaining. Two Nascent Infant warriors were attacking him from both sides. If he could recover his cultivation, he wouldn't be afraid. However, he couldn't show any of his magic power now unless he let them relax and let them be careless. If he planned to kill one of them, the other one would be easy to deal with.
What should he do?
He looked into the distance. Apart from the warrior who was killed, everyone else jumped into the turbulent river and hid themselves. It was a blessing in disguise. He let out a sigh of relief, smiled at Qiao and Tu, and said, "Can you tell me who sent you here? Using twelve Primordial Spirit cultivators at once and twenty-three Nascent Infant cultivators at the same time could be considered a big deal. I wonder who Second Young Master offended."
Qiao and Tu saw that Feng Yimo was not afraid, and they were even more convinced of their guess. The young warrior from a few years ago might really be a Martial Master realm warrior. Otherwise, ordinary martial artists would have been scared to death long ago. How could they still speak frankly and ask for an answer?
"Oh, so he's the boss of the Hundred Jade Row. I didn't expect him to be the boss of the Hundred Jade Row. This man is actually a despicable man. He is using an apology in front of everyone, and behind his back is another tactic. He is using a high price to bribe all of you to assassinate the young master of the Hsingyi Mansion Prefecture! " Have you ever thought that once something happens to Second Young Master, the anger of the Void Refinement Late Period Prefecture Master will be something that you can bear? " Before the two of them could answer, Feng Yimo used the Great Wisdom Eye to see what they were thinking, and started questioning them.
"What? This is the Hsingyi Mansion's Second Young Master?" The Nascent Infant warrior with the surname Qiao was shocked, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead. Before this, they had only received a mission to assassinate a group of people, and they didn't know that it was the young master of the Hsingyi Mansion Prefecture. The reason they came here was because the enemy had sent out twelve Soul Formation cultivators, including the extremely powerful Red Nose Demon Dao. In addition, the reward was quite generous, and they were only responsible for keeping the Nascent Infant warriors busy and killing all the warriors.
"Ridiculous! You guys don't even know who your target is, and you're just randomly trying to assassinate him. If Lord Xing Kong, the director of Hsingyi Mansion Prefecture, finds out about this, will your Assassin Alliance be able to withstand his anger?" Feng Yimo already knew that these people came from an assassin organization, Assassin Alliance.
The members of Assassin Alliance usually didn't interact with each other. They only gathered together after the mission was completed. They didn't even know their names. They only knew their surnames. Sometimes, they didn't even know their surnames. They all used codename instead.
Today, something unexpected happened. They gathered some members at the last minute. They were considered familiar with each other and knew each other's surnames.
"How do you know that we are assassins? Being called by Feng Yimo, the Nascent Infant warrior could no longer remain calm. He felt like he had become a transparent person in front of this young warrior. There were no secrets to speak of.
"You still have the mind to care about this. You should think about how to extinguish the anger of the Void Refinement Late Period Prefecture Master. Hurry up, if you want to fight, then fight. If you want to leave, then leave! " Feng Yimo said impatiently.
Qiao and Tu hesitated. They looked at each other and saw each other wanting to leave. "Let's go."
The two of them turned around and left. Unexpectedly, Feng Yimo suddenly jumped up and used his newly learned Unfettered Steps. With a flash, he appeared behind Cultivator Qiao. The Blunt Slow Sword in his hand slashed down. With a swoosh, Cultivator Qiao was cut in half by Feng Yimo, leaving only a lonely Nascent Infant hovering in the air. He looked as if he had been struck dumb.
Cultivator Tu was scared out of his wits. His left hand formed an incantation gesture and turned into a ray of bloody light, disappearing without a trace.
He actually took the risk of losing his cultivation and used the Blood Escape Technique!
Feng Yimo used the medicinal Blunt Slow Sword to pick up the medicinal Storage Bag and said to the lonely Nascent Infant, "What, you're still not leaving? Don't tell me you want to stay?"
The Nascent Infant was stunned. He used teleportation and disappeared in a few flashes.
Just as Feng Yimo was about to run towards the great river, he felt a chill run down his spine. Without hesitation, he leaped up. A deep pit had appeared where he originally stood!
"Kid, you're quite alert. Did you kill a Nascent Infant warrior?" A figure flashed in front of him, and the red-nosed demonic path appeared in front of him.
Why is he here? Feng Yimo hurriedly looked around. Unknowingly, Elder Lu, Elder Ann, and all the Soul Formation realm guards had left. They had already flown to the river to look for Second Young Master and Second Miss.
Feng Yimo already knew the purpose of their trip. They did not really want to kill Second Young Master and Second Miss. Instead, they wanted to kill all the warriors. If other warriors could kill them, then so be it. Otherwise, the boss would really be in trouble.
He secretly complained in his heart. Fortunately, there was only the red-nosed demon here. Without hesitation, he used the Unfettered Step to its maximum. In a flash, he was nearly 200 feet away from the battlefield. He tried his best to escape into the forest.
However, the Red Nose Demonic Dao was happy. This kid is really interesting. If he was a late stage Soul Formation cultivator, if he let a warrior escape from under his nose, he might as well find a piece of tofu and kill him.
Therefore, the red-nosed demon chased after Feng Yimo. In his opinion, it wouldn't be long before this young warrior was exhausted and he caught up to him. However, after flying more than two hundred miles, the young man in front of him didn't slow down at all. Instead, he was even faster. This made him very curious. How did this young man do it?
With his peak Soul Formation cultivation, he could kill this little warrior with just a finger. However, the red-nosed demon liked to kill evil people and give them hope. Then, he suddenly appeared, and hope turned into despair. He kept repeating this until his goal collapsed.
The despair, fear, and panic on the face of the target could stimulate the beastly nature of the red-nosed demonic man the most. Every time the target was on the verge of death, he would dismember the target and throw the broken corpse everywhere. He fully understood the despair of having nowhere to go and nowhere to go.
However, he did not feel a trace of fear from Feng Yimo. The curiosity in his heart grew stronger. He wanted to know how long this little warrior could last. It would be meaningless if he did not feel fear.
However, Feng Yimo had been running for a day and a night, but there was still no sign of exhaustion, causing the red-nosed demonic path to lose its patience.