CHAPTER 461: CHAPTER 323 CRAFTSMAN CULTIVATOR HUNDRED BLADES_3

The Tang Sword withdrew its blade and chopped down a second time in the same place, only to find that the wound previously inflicted on the Armor Suit had disappeared.

The Armor Suit had actually healed?

Without further thought, the Tang Sword immediately chopped down with a second blow.

The split was still half a foot long. As soon as the Tang Sword was withdrawn, the Clock Pendulum followed suit, striking Tu Yinghong’s body before the Armor Suit could heal.

The Armor Suit clamped shut, firmly gripping the Blood-Thirsty Pendulum.

The Pendulum endured the intense pain and began to suck blood.

Tu Yinghong had no time to care for such a minor injury.

At this moment, Li Banfeng’s figure flickered back and forth before her eyes. A slight misstep could lead to Tu Yinghong’s death because of Passing Glance.

But as long as she guarded against Passing Glance, Tu Yinghong was not worried about Li Qi’s other techniques. Even if Li Banfeng used Trample Over Thousands of Rivers again, this Armor Suit would definitely be able to withstand it.

The most urgent matter at hand was to trap Li Qi with a fishing net.

Eyes fixed on Li Banfeng, Tu Yinghong reached into her sleeve for the fishing net.

Where was the fishing net?

After searching for a long while, Tu Yinghong realized the fishing net had disappeared.

Had it been stolen by Li Qi again?

Was he a Traveling Cultivator or a Thief Cultivator?

While Tu Yinghong was searching for the fishing net, the Wine Gourd flew up, spraying a mist of liquor at her.

Li Banfeng struck a match and flicked it with a single finger. He wanted to see if Tu Yinghong’s Armor Suit could withstand flames.

Tu Yinghong indeed withstood them.

She pulled a cape from her sleeve, which reflected the flames back at Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng dodged the flames, stepped forward using Short Step, and used a Sickle to shred the cape.

The Old Teapot flew into midair, pouring tea over Tu Yinghong.

A porcelain bottle flew from within Tu Yinghong’s sleeve, utterly capturing the tea.

Li Banfeng used Short Step again, attempting to escape Tu Yinghong’s line of sight.

Tu Yinghong’s Hairpin constantly peered at Li Banfeng’s movements, helping her keep her gaze locked on him.

The porcelain bottle spewed a heatwave at Li Banfeng. He dodged to the side, and the heatwave hit the warehouse behind him, setting it on fire immediately.

The porcelain bottle hung in midair, covering an area dozens of meters wide with heatwaves, leaving Li Banfeng nowhere to hide.

This move really didn’t bother Li Banfeng; he had gotten used to being scalded by his wife. Thinking of a steam locomotive, he used the Benevolent and Righteous Technique and tenaciously withstood the attack.

He withstood the attack, but Li Banfeng lost the initiative.

Long Spears, Short Knives, meteor hammers—dozens of Weapons flew out from Tu Yinghong’s sleeves, attacking Li Banfeng from all sides.

Tu Yinghong pulled a needle and thread box from her sleeve. Several spools of thread shuttled back and forth on the ground. If Li Banfeng stumbled even a bit, he would surely be wounded by the Weapons.

The battle fell into a stalemate, gradually tilting in Tu Yinghong’s favor.

Li Banfeng was not panicked. He leaped through the threads, all the while avoiding the nearby Weapons.

Tu Yinghong dared not be careless; she kept her gaze firmly fixed on Li Banfeng.

From a distance, Wan Jinxian watched the battle, his lips curled into a smile.

Li Banfeng was at a disadvantage, and Tu Yinghong had almost exhausted her means. No matter who won or lost, the spoils would be his for the taking. Tonight, he was determined to capture Li Qi. Capturing him meant acquiring Red Lotus. He Jiaqing always said that Red Lotus would soon be within reach, but Wan Jinxian didn’t want to wait any longer. Perhaps Red Lotus no longer meant that much to He Jiaqing, but for Wan Jinxian, it was of great importance; he was no longer young, yet his cultivation level was still at the Seventh Layer.

As the battle raged fiercely, Tu Yinghong, who had been gaining the upper hand, suddenly experienced blurred vision.

The blurring was due to excessive blood loss.

The Blood-Thirsty Pendulum, stuck in the Armor Suit, had been sucking blood all along. Because it caused hardly any pain, Tu Yinghong had not noticed it.

She tried to remove the Pendulum, but it was lodged tightly within the Armor Suit. The Armor Suit could heal itself but could not split open on its own.

I need to finish the fight quickly!

Tu Yinghong prepared to deploy all her remaining Weapons when suddenly she heard Li Qi repeatedly shout, "HYAAAAH!"

The Hairpin on top of Tu Yinghong’s head snapped. Li Banfeng’s shouting was extremely damaging to Peeping Cultivation’s Spiritual Objects.

Already experiencing blurred vision, Tu Yinghong, having now lost her Hairpin, couldn’t keep up with Li Qi’s movements.

In a daze, Li Qi suddenly vanished.

Damn it, Passing Glance!

Tu Yinghong was alarmed, but it was too late. Her head suddenly burst open, brain matter and blood splattering everywhere.

Wan Jinxian was stunned. He hadn’t expected Li Qi to be the victor in the end. It was even better that Li Qi had won; it would save him the trouble of snatching him from Tu Yinghong.

Wan Jinxian surveyed the situation. Tu Yinghong had left good Weapons scattered on the ground, and Li Qi would surely want to pick them up. This was the best opportunity to capture him alive.

To his surprise, Li Qi did not pick up the Weapons. Instead, he hoisted Tu Yinghong’s corpse and suddenly fled.

Wan Jinxian frowned, realizing the issue. He had just revealed his malicious intent, which Li Qi must have sensed.

Though a Traveling Cultivator was swift, Wan Jinxian was also not slow. He drove a nail into his heel—a Magical Treasure refined from the Soul of an Eighth Layer Traveling Cultivator—which would be enough to catch up with Li Qi.

After chasing for several dozen meters, Li Qi was nowhere to be seen.

Where has he gone?

Not even a Shadow in sight... how could he possibly have run so fast?