CHAPTER 66: CHAPTER 65: HIJACKING THE ESCORT (PART 2)

Then, another mass of black rushed rapidly towards him.

As they got closer, it became clear that it was a group of people, their entire bodies blackened by thick smoke.

"Damn it, who the hell set the fire!" A bald, burly man, easily twice the width of a normal person, roared in anguish and rage.

His voice was as loud as a gong, clearly showing that he was full of vigor, far exceeding that of ordinary people, causing the man in white to shiver; this was a master!

"Big brother, let’s attack them together!"

Immediately, the man in white heard the shout of a young lad.

He suddenly understood, realizing that it was another group of ambushers, forced out by the fire for some unknown reason.

The man in white was greatly startled; being attacked from both sides put his group at an extreme disadvantage.

And now that young lad was closing in, swinging his axe with a do-or-die attitude.

The man in white looked solemn, skillfully twirling his sword into a flower, thrusting at the opponent’s heart.

As the sword and axe clashed, the force behind the axe was much weaker than expected, and the man in white took the opportunity to drive his sword into the opponent’s chest.

"Ah!"

A miserable scream was heard as the young lad sped away in retreat.

Influenced by him, those led by the young lad scattered like birds and beasts, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

In the field, only Xu Xi and the two groups of the convoy remained.

"What the hell is Lou Yi up to?" Xu Xi was furious, his nose almost crooked with anger.

At this moment, his face was covered in ash, and his clothes had several tears, a sight of unprecedented wretchedness.

Seeing Lou Yi’s side ’retreat in defeat,’ Xu Xi couldn’t just let his target escape.

He could only charge with his darkened subordinates.

"Kill!"

The two groups clashed instantly, and blood was shed.

Xu Xi’s subordinates, driven away by the fire, were already full of rage, now venting their anger on the other side.

Meanwhile, the convoy led by the man in white was not easy to deal with, each battle-seasoned, fighting desperately.

The two sides exchanged blows; one lost a hand, another had intestines spilling out.

Xu Xi was indeed a second-blood warrior, his Nine-Ring Great Cleaver ’whoosh-whoosh’ as it swung, like a demon from the underworld.

Anyone who stood in front was easily cut in two, more fragile than tofu.

"Die!"

The man in white, seeing this, charged forward to duel Xu Xi.

With a few sharp clangs, he spat blood and was knocked back.

"Escort leader of Fulin Escort Agency, nothing much, hahahaha!" Xu Xi laughed wildly, his body mingling with blood and ash, resembling a monster.

"What are you waiting for?" the man in white turned and shouted furiously, "When we’re all dead, how will you protect your young lady?!"

Behind him, before the ornate sedan chair.

The old man in simple clothes, acting as the coachman, stood by the sedan unwaveringly, unwilling to leave even as escorts and bandits turned to bloody boxes.

Hearing the man in white’s reproach, the ugly old man just furrowed his brows without any reaction.

At this moment, a gentle and soft female voice came from the sedan:

"Uncle Qin, go help Mr. Lin."

"Alright."

The simple-clothed elder responded simply, then decisively rushed forward to join the man in white against Xu Xi.

The simple-clothed elder was also a martial artist, his weapon a rarely seen Judge’s Pen.

The pen’s body sometimes lashed like a serpent’s tongue, sometimes like a dragon emerging from the sea, darting up and down, left and right, making Xu Xi feel hopelessly nauseated.

In a one-on-one, he was confident to take down either man in ten moves.

But two against one, the price of killing one person would be his own severe injury.

Time ticked away slowly.

Almost everyone had fought to their end, leaving dismembered limbs, bloodied intestines, shattered organs scattered around...

Yet Xu Xi, the simple-clothed elder, and the man in white continued to struggle fiercely.

"Why hasn’t Second Brother come yet?"

With this in mind, a ’thump’ sounded, and a head was thrown before him.

With half-grey hair, an aged face, and a goatee, who else could it be but Second Master Wu Yiping?

Shocked mind and body, Xu Xi’s moves faltered, allowing the man in white to close in and stab his belly.

At the same time, the simple-clothed elder seized the chance to strike Xu Xi’s face with a pen stroke.

"Ah!"

Xu Xi screamed in agony, blood pouring endlessly from his left eye.

He went berserk, hurling the great cleaver into the chest of the simple-clothed elder, pinning him to the ground.

Simultaneously, he lunged at the man in white, wrapping him in a bear hug.

’Creak-creak!’

By sheer force, many of the man in white’s bones were snapped in an instant.

The man in white, held tightly, rolled his eyes, blood gushing from nose and mouth.

Yet he refused to give up, biting Xu Xi’s shoulder fiercely, causing Xu Xi’s face to contort in pain.

"Ah... just die!!"

Xu Xi roared in anger.

Seeing that he was about to crush the man in white to death.

’Pop!’

A white streak, faster than any ordinary arrow, whizzed from who knows where, striking Xu Xi’s temple hard!

Centered on his temple, a large part of Xu Xi’s skull caved in, the white object still embedded; it turned out to be an egg-sized pebble.

He turned his head blankly, just in time to see Lou Yi approaching slowly.

"Lou..."

Xu Xi released the man in white, standing stiff in place.

Lou Yi came to within ten steps and stopped, coldly watching Xu Xi.

After a dozen breaths, Xu Xi’s skin turned red, and he surged forward fiercely.

Lou Yi decisively retreated, swinging a slingshot, another pebble smacking into Xu Xi’s face.

Screaming unwillingly, Xu Xi finally collapsed to the ground.

Lou Yi, still uneasy, let his axe fly, whizzing through the air to nearly sever Xu Xi’s head, finally allowing himself to relax.

Surveying the surroundings, those brought by Xu Xi and the convoy were almost entirely wiped out.

Only a lonely cart remained, its occupants too afraid to come out.

Lou Yi walked to Xu Xi’s corpse, instantaneously gaining +2 energy.

He searched Xu Xi’s body, retrieving a secret manual hidden on him.

The manual was thin, its cover inscribed with the golden characters ’Breathing Technique,’ making Lou Yi feel a surge of joy.

Before ’Breathing Technique,’ there were two characters, but they had been scraped off, clearly to hide the origin.

Opening the manual, Lou Yi quickly flipped through, letting out a long sigh.

"Damn, another incomplete version!"

But it was a bit better than the one obtained from Hu Family Manor, as this breathing technique included a post-warrior method, but only up to the third blood quantum.

After securing the Breathing Technique closely on his person, Lou Yi quickly skimmed over other corpses.

On his attribute panel, messages of energy ’+1’ ’+1’ kept popping up.

In a short moment, he had collected thirty points.

This was much faster than grave digging.

If living in a chaotic world, wouldn’t this make him soar? Lou Yi couldn’t help but think.

’Dun-dun-dun!’

The sound of footsteps approached, as Zhu Darui, along with Huang Lei, Lu Yang, Liu Yuan, and others, arrived at the scene.

"Dead, all dead." Zhu Darui’s expression was somewhat complicated.

Lu Yang and Liu Yuan, however, were overjoyed: "With Xu Xi dead, you’re the boss now for Sunset Mountain!"

These two were Lou Yi’s top henchmen, fiercely loyal, with Lou Yi’s success meaning their own rise.

Half of the men in the mountain remained, but they were minor lackeys incapable of stirring any trouble.

Lou Yi looked toward the carriage: "Not coming out? Do I have to invite you?"

A gentle female voice came from within the carriage: "Brave hero, as long as you let my son go, I will agree to anything."

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