Martial Saint: Starting with Accumulating Experience

Chapter 120 Interception

"I think you're just waiting to die." Xie Xuan's eyes gradually turned cold.

"Pah!" Ge Shan spat again. "Come on, kill me! My head's right here! If you chicken out, I'm your grandson!"

Xie Xuan swayed, condensing his true energy to cover his legs, his eyes flashing with a fierce light.

Ge Shan did not back down at all, and swung his machete at Xie Xuan!

Although Ge Shan's direct and unpredictable attacks, and his life-for-life fighting style were brutal, they could not overcome the difference in their cultivation levels. The quality and quantity of true qi between the Qi Condensation Realm and the Aperture Opening Realm were not even in the same league.

After only two or three rounds, Ge Shan was defeated.

The machete was kicked away by Xie Xuan, and the man was also beaten until he spat out blood and staggered backward.

Xie Xuan took two steps forward, grabbed Ge Shan by the neck, and lifted him into the air.

"Master, he's the deputy head of the Canglang Gang. Keeping him alive is more useful than killing him," a man whose face was covered with a mask reminded him.

This man was an informant planted by the Cao Gang near the Canglang Gang's headquarters, responsible for gathering intelligence. Xie Xuan's ability to accurately intercept Ge Shan on the way was due to his information.

"I'd rather die than tell! You want to get information from me? You'll have to make your leader kneel down and kowtow to me a few times!"

Ge Shan's face turned red from lack of oxygen, but he didn't hold back with his words.

Xie Xuan increased the pressure on Ge Shan's hand, making it impossible for him to breathe and speak.

The masked man continued, "We can use him to lure out other members of the Canglang Gang, such as Lu Kui. If we can take the opportunity to eliminate a Grand Martial Master, it will be a devastating blow to the Canglang Gang."

Xie Xuan said thoughtfully, "That makes sense."

Then, he flung the Geshan in his hand and slammed it heavily onto the ground.

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

The blood in Ge Shan's mouth had soaked through his clothes, but he seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Hahaha! Trying to use me to lure out Lu Kui! I've seen plenty of fishermen, but this is the first time I've seen someone fishing for a turtle! I'm dying of laughter!"

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Xie Xuan frowned, not understanding what Ge Shan meant.

Chirp chirp—

Several clear, melodious bird calls drifted over.

The masked man raised his arm, and a black bird slowly landed on his forearm. A small piece of paper was tied to the bird's leg to deliver a message.

The masked man quickly scanned the note and said, "More members of the Canglang Gang have come out, heading in this direction as well."

"Who?" Xie Xuan asked.

In his eyes, anyone who came was not a deputy leader of the Canglang Gang or above, and Lu Kui was just a newly promoted Grand Martial Master. How could he be compared to him?

That's why he made a deal with another leader to hunt down the members of the Canglang Gang, while the other leader stayed in the main hall.

"It's Chen Lang," the masked man replied.

Upon hearing that it wasn't Lu Kui, Xie Xuan seemed uninterested: "Fine, we can kill one if we can, but since someone of a higher level has arrived, this one is probably useless."

Xie Xuan kicked Ge Shan, who was lying on the ground.

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Chen Feng was running on the road. He hadn't gone far from the city gate when he realized that someone was watching him.

Although Wang Lan and He Chuan had driven the Canal Gang out of the Feiyu Ferry, it turned out that the Canal Gang still coveted this place.

We just killed three, and now more are coming. They're as annoying as flies.

"The spies are blocking our doorstep, and we don't even bother to clean them up," Chen Feng thought to himself, criticizing Lu Kui's inaction. At the same time, he realized that Ge Shan and the others were likely in danger.

He might be intercepted and killed before he even reaches his destination, just like when he went to Yuquan Temple.

Having already made a mistake, the canal gangs will only become more cautious.

"There's only one main road heading west, and it's easy to get intercepted," Chen Feng pondered, his eyes narrowing. "Let's take care of them first."

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Behind him was a man wearing a gray cloth shirt.

This time, the pursuers were much more discreet than before. However, if the pursuers wanted to keep up with Chen Feng's speed, they would have to run as fast as they could, which would cause their presence to be exposed.

With Chen Feng's five senses activated at the Enlightenment Realm, the sounds, movements, and even smells he made while running became fatal weaknesses.

After confirming that there was only one pursuer and that his location was known, Chen Feng made a decisive move.

The moment the thought arises, the body follows the mind.

Chen Feng sped off in the direction of his pursuers, skimming across the ground like lightning, the gust of wind he created flattening all the weeds in his path.

The pursuer hiding in the bushes narrowed his eyes, and the next moment, he saw Chen Feng's figure reflected in his eyes.

His heart stopped for a moment, and he hurriedly tried to escape by using his movement technique, but Chen Feng's sword was instantly drawn.

"Light ink sweeps away the smoke..."

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With a murmur, he swept his sword lightly across the chest, swift yet not forceful, like a wisp of smoke. A line of blood gradually appeared on the pursuer's chest.

With a "click," Chen Feng sheathed his sword, and the pursuer froze, then fell to the ground with a thud, motionless.

[Experience +500]

This move was developed by him specifically to counter movement techniques. The faster the enemy runs, the faster they die. It is more effective than the Flying White Skimming the Sky move against such pursuers.

After mastering the art of looting corpses, Chen Feng continued on his journey.

Soon, he arrived at a wooded area where the official road turned a corner, bypassing a green mountain.

There are several broken old trees here, clearly damaged by human intervention, as if they were caught in the crossfire during a battle, which is very suspicious.

With a slight twitch of his nose, Chen Feng smelled a faint scent of blood.

It comes from the forest.

After a moment's thought, Chen Feng decided to investigate. As soon as he entered the forest, he sensed a faint gaze.

Just then, with a "flutter," a black-feathered bird on a branch flapped its wings, ready to take flight.

Chen Feng bent down, picked up a pebble, and flicked his wrist. The pebble shot out like a bullet, accurately hitting the black bird's wing.

The blackbird let out a mournful cry, its wing snapped, and its body plummeted straight down. It struggled a few times on the ground before falling still.

Chen Feng stepped forward to examine the blackbird. He knew it was a messenger bird, and its inexplicable appearance in this remote forest was definitely suspicious.

After shooting down the blackbird, Chen Feng felt that faint sense of being watched become even stronger.

Continuing into the woods, we saw Shi Zheng collapsed under a tree.

I reached out to check his breath; he was dead.

Chen Feng's expression darkened slightly. He looked around and found only Shi Zheng's corpse, but not Ge Shan or the other Canglang Gang members.

"Shushu Yi"

Chen Feng had keen hearing and instantly caught the unusual sound, quickly retreating from his spot.

Almost the instant his figure left, a whooshing sound suddenly rang out.

Several streaks of cold light pierced through the air.

Three or four small, gleaming knives slammed into the spot where Chen Feng had just been standing.

Several muffled thuds echoed as the hidden weapon pierced deep into the broken wood, its tip still trembling slightly.

Chen Feng raised his sword sheath with his left hand, knocking away several more hidden weapons with a ping-pong motion. Upon closer inspection, he saw a masked man hiding in a tree.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp, low whistle rang out.

The sound was thin and piercing, penetrating through the gaps in the forest.

The other side is calling for reinforcements!

Chen Feng stomped his foot hard on the ground, and the huge recoil force propelled him into the air, quickly closing in on the masked man on the treetop.

With a thought, "Light Ink Sweeps Away Smoke" was unleashed at will, the sword light rising and falling crisply and sharply, precisely locking down the masked man's escape route.