Becoming a Saint Starts with Copying Martial Arts

Chapter 161 Robbery

on the official road.

The carriage was moving quickly. Inside the carriage, Lin Qing and Wei Bei sat facing each other, with Ji Ping, Ma Ziye, and Lin Shurou beside them.

For half a month, due to the threat of the Devouring Spirits, Wei Dong and the others stayed in the town of Zhenhunsi and did not go out.

Today was the first time the group had ever been to the city. Apart from Lin Qing, Wei Dong kept saying he wanted to have a good meal at a restaurant in the city and also wanted to go to Jinbaolou to buy some essential resources for martial arts cultivation.

However, as the carriage passed through a dense forest, it suddenly braked sharply, and Ma Ziye, who was dozing off, crashed headfirst into the carriage.

"Hey, Little Ma, what's wrong?" Ma Ziye asked, puffing out her cheeks.

"Evil, evil spirits!" the driver, Xiao Ma, stammered.

"What?" Ma Ziye exclaimed in surprise.

Lin Qing jumped out of the carriage first, his gaze sharpening as he saw a young man in white blocking his way. It was none other than the Devouring Spirit Demon who had disappeared for half a month.

At this moment, Wei Dong also jumped out of the carriage, his face suddenly turning pale. He had heard that the person possessed by the Devouring Spirit Demon had combat power comparable to a Yuan Gang martial artist.

"What should we do? Run! Didn't they say that bastard has already left the city?" Wei Dong stammered.

"You guys go first, I'll hold him off!" Lin Qing said in a deep voice.

"Lin Qing, let's split up and run. If you stay behind alone, you're sure to die," Li Ping said in a low voice.

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"Yes, we'll split up and run. Who survives depends on luck!" Ma Ziye added.

"Don't worry, you all go quickly. This Devouring Spirit Demon might not be able to kill me, and besides, he's coming for me." Lin Qing's tone was resolute.

He could feel that the Devouring Spirit Demon's gaze was fixed on him, and he also vaguely sensed that a yin energy was running rampant within his body.

Although this yin energy was very weak, it was undeniably real.

"Let's go quickly! Don't let Lin Qing get distracted!" Li Ping immediately changed his mind and chose to trust Lin Qing unconditionally.

"Take care, Lin Qing!" Ma Ziye said before turning and running away.

"Go, Brother Lin Qing!" Lin Shurou shouted, then turned and ran.

As expected, the Devouring Spirit Demon did not chase after anyone else; his gaze remained fixed on Lin Qing. He licked his lips, a greedy glint in his eyes.

"You really did come back. It seems you harbor resentment towards me," Lin Qing said softly.

"This is truly an excellent vessel. Although this young man possesses an extremely Yin physique, his martial arts realm is too low, ultimately falling short. If I kill you and take over your body, my growth rate will be even faster." The Devouring Spirit Demon licked his lips.

"Lin Siming's palm strike destroyed half of your life force. If it were you that night, killing me would indeed be easy. But now, you might not be my match," Lin Qing said calmly.

He could sense that the Devouring Spirit Demon was very weak, far less powerful than it had been half a month ago.

Half a month ago, it was able to fight Lin Siming and had the combat power of a Yuan Gang martial artist, but now, its aura has plummeted, and Lin Qing did not feel much pressure from it.

Moreover, it is now noon, and the evil spirits' strength will be weakened by three points.

This is the rule of nature: evil spirits are stronger at night than during the day.

"Is that so? Lin Qing, you overestimate yourself. I'll crush your bones and let you hear your own wails."

The Devouring Spirit Demon grinned maliciously, his figure flashed, leaving a trail of afterimages, and he instantly rushed in front of Lin Qing. His right hand formed a claw and stabbed out like lightning, aiming straight for Lin Qing's heart.

This claw strike has no fancy moves; it aims for ultimate speed.

Since he possessed the boy, he has killed many powerful figures in the city over the past few months. Under the influence of Yuan Gang, no one can withstand this claw strike, because it is too fast, so fast that people cannot react in time before their hearts are crushed.

Therefore, he was very confident, as if he could already see Lin Qing's death.

However, just as his fingertips touched Lin Qing's heart and flesh, a hand precisely grabbed his wrist, like an iron clamp, with immense force flowing through it. His arm could not move forward an inch, nor could he retreat half a step.

"You're much slower than I expected, so today you should die!"

Lin Qing suddenly exerted force with his arm, twisting the Devouring Spirit Demon's right hand at a strange angle. With a series of cracking sounds, the arm bone broke directly.

Taking advantage of the momentum, Lin Qing stepped forward and delivered a knee strike to the Devouring Spirit Demon's abdomen, sending him flying.

The latter rolled and fell to the ground, sliding backward for hundreds of steps, leaving a very deep ravine in the earth.

However, the Devouring Spirit Demon quickly flipped to his feet, a look of astonishment flashing in his eyes. Lin Qing's strength and speed were far beyond his expectations.

At this moment, Lin Qing slowly drew the Heavenly Annihilation Blade, its blade pointing diagonally: "With this blade, I will send you on your way, and also use you to test the results of my work over the past half month."

In the past two weeks, his swordsmanship has improved again. He has reached the minor mastery stage of the Fuyang Zhengmo Blade. Moreover, the number of his internal forces has increased to 378, and his physique and strength have been greatly enhanced.

His confidence soared after that clash. He was now completely certain of his earlier guess: the Devouring Spirit Demon's strength was far less than it had been half a month ago. Lin Siming's palm strike had almost crippled half of his fighting power, which gave him the opportunity to win.

As Lin Qing spoke, he drew his sword and moved forward. He had his five lightness skills equipped, greatly increasing his speed; a hundred paces was covered in the blink of an eye.

They have arrived in front of the Devouring Spirit Demon.

The Devouring Spirit Demon suddenly moved rapidly, like a ghost, flashing back and forth across the open space, each movement creating a gust of wind.

Lin Qing also moved in sync. The two of them were extremely fast, leaving behind a trail of afterimages that were difficult to distinguish from reality with the naked eye.

Even while moving at high speed, the two continued to attack, exchanging blows no less than fifty times in a very short period of time.

far away.

Wei Dong, Lin Shurou, and Ma Ziye hid on a small hill, watching the battle unfold. Each of them was on tenterhooks.

Meanwhile, Li Ping rode alone straight to the town of Zhenhunsi to fetch reinforcements.

"Such speed! I can't see it, I can't see it at all," Ma Ziye murmured.

"Brother Lin is actually able to keep up with the Devouring Spirit Demon's pace, that's really amazing. It was right for us to run away. The Devouring Spirit Demon is too fast, we can't help at all, we'll only be a hindrance," Lin Shurou said in a low voice, her fingers twisting a strand of her hair, her eyes full of worry.

"Trust Brother Lin, that damned Devouring Spirit Japanese devil is doomed!" Wei Dong shouted. Although he saw the Devouring Spirit Japanese devil trembling with fear, he still felt that Lin Qing could win.

As they were talking, suddenly, a figure flew out and crashed into a thick poplar tree not far away. The three of them focused their eyes and realized that the one who had been knocked away was the Devouring Spirit Demon. Their confidence immediately increased.

Lin Qing's figure flashed, he drew his sword and rushed forward, arriving in front of the Devouring Spirit Demon in an instant. His sword light was like waves, slashing wildly.

The Devouring Spirit Demon retreated rapidly, but Lin Qing was even faster, sticking close to him and keeping him within the range of the Heavenly Blade's attack.

He kept dodging, but the blade light unleashed by the Heavenly Blade was like a large net enveloping him. No matter how he dodged or retreated, he couldn't escape.