389: Kill the enemy, harvest

"What a pity. That Common Grade Axe Blade, I can't take it to avoid exposure." Holding the Storage Pouch, the old man was a little unwilling.

"Let's go quickly, lest things change," the Gaunt Old Man urged.

"Mhm."

The old man nodded slightly, about to put away the Storage Pouch in his hand.

However, the next moment.

A cold gust of wind suddenly brushed past him.

"Not good, someone's here!"

The White-Haired Old Man's eyes narrowed. His surging Qi and blood, like a tightly twisted rope, slammed a palm with full force towards where the wind had stirred!

"Bang!"

He hit it!

The old man was slightly delighted.

But in the next instant, he looked at the empty palm of his other hand with an extremely grim expression!

The Storage Pouch!

This guy actually took a full palm strike from him just to snatch the Storage Pouch!

Watching the opponent dart into the forest at an extremely fast speed, the dark poisonous Qi in the old man's palm gradually receded.

"He was hit by my poisonous palm and took the full force of my strike. He can't run far! Chase!" With that, the Gaunt Old Man beside him frowned and, like a wild goose, swiftly pursued Su Yongchun.

With that, the Gaunt Old Man beside him frowned and, like a wild goose, swiftly pursued Su Yongchun.

The surrounding scenery continuously flashed past in the whistling cold wind.

Su Yongchun's speed had reached its limit.

"Faster, faster, faster!"

His agile figure reached its extreme in the forest.

The Gaunt Old Man's face behind him was exceedingly grim.

This guy's footwork isn't weak.

It's clearly a Third-Rate Movement Technique.

His own movement technique was also third-rate, but it wasn't suitable for chasing in such a narrow forest.

If he hadn't relied on his Ning Qu Realm Qi and blood, he would have probably been shaken off by the opponent!

This chase lasted for half an incense stick of time.

Glancing behind him, Su Yongchun found that only the Gaunt Old Man was left.

As for the old man who specialized in palm techniques, he had been shaken off to who knows where.

"Whoosh!"

His footsteps halted, leaving a conspicuous trail of footprints in the snow.

Behind him.

The Gaunt Old Man's eyes lit up with joy when he saw this scene.

"Why aren't you running anymore? It didn't feel good to be hit by that guy's palm, did it?"

The Gaunt Old Man came before Su Yongchun and chuckled.

"Didn't feel good?" Su Yongchun strangely touched his chest, feeling the cold Inner Armor: "Indeed, it didn't feel good. My clothes are torn."

"Inner Armor? You weren't injured?!" The Gaunt Old Man was shocked: "So, you stopped on purpose?"

"It wasn't on purpose, so was it by accident?"

Hearing this, the Gaunt Old Man, who had come to his senses, let out a sinister laugh: "Hehehe, you want to kill me? A Body Tempering Realm cultivator?"

"This old man is at Ning Qu Realm Stage Two, far beyond what you can compare to."

Looking at the old man before him, with one hand behind his back and mocking words.

Su Yongchun had the illusion of facing a verbose villain.

After regaining his senses, his heart was startled.

This guy is stalling for time!

To be safe, he wanted to wait for the old man behind him to catch up so they could attack him together!

What verbose villain, he's clearly a shrewd person.

"Boom!"

His Qi and blood suddenly surged, and Su Yongchun pressed forward.

"Do you really think I can't handle you alone?" The Gaunt Old Man's face was filled with killing intent. He swept his hands across his waist, and two Eagle Claw-like Curved Hooks appeared in his hands.

The next moment, Su Yongchun's fist directly slammed into him!

Beneath the gauntlet, his fist was already a radiant gold, carrying power beyond the Body Tempering Realm!

"Bang!"

The Fine Iron Gauntlet collided with the Gaunt Old Man's Curved Hooks.

As a burst of sparks erupted, the Gaunt Old Man staggered back repeatedly!

"Such great strength!" Exhaling a heavy breath, the Gaunt Old Man's expression gradually became serious.

However, Su Yongchun gave him no time to adjust his state.

With the Butterfly Trace Steps, the Gaunt Old Man, who intended to create distance, was once again stuck to him.

"Boom boom boom!!"

In the forest, the roaring tremors were like a blacksmith hammering iron in the mountains.

The snow on the surrounding trees rustled down.

Adding an extra layer of weight to the falling snow!

The Gaunt Old Man was in agony.

He hadn't expected this guy, at the Ninth Stage of Body Tempering, to be able to suppress him so completely that he couldn't even put up a fight!

It's a Second-Rate Martial Art. This guy actually learned a Second-Rate Boxing Technique, and his mastery is very deep!

"Cough!" The accumulated strength was released in an instant. The Gaunt Old Man quickly distanced himself and coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood.

It was especially conspicuous in the white snow.

"Do you really think you can keep suppressing me?! I'm in the Ning Qu Realm! I'm in the Ning Qu Realm! Die!" The Gaunt Old Man's entire body erupted with crimson blood Qi, and his Aura continuously surged, Ning Qu Realm Stage Three, Ning Qu Realm Stage Four!

"Explosive Qi Secret Art?" Seeing this, Su Yongchun's gaze slightly narrowed.

It seems these two guys are indeed not simple in origin.

Then they should be killed even more, otherwise there will be a lot of trouble.

Ahead.

The Gaunt Old Man, whose Aura had violently surged to Ning Qu Realm Stage Four, instantly appeared before Su Yongchun, holding his twin hooks. Amidst the screaming air, he slashed downwards!

Facing such an offensive, Su Yongchun directly drew the Large Saber from behind his back.

Snowflakes were silently cut apart... "Hahaha, it's useless, you can't block it! Your strength is far inferior to mine now!" The Gaunt Old Man stared with wide eyes, almost crazed.

However, the next moment.

"Crack~"

Under the impact of the Fine Iron Gauntlet, the twin hooks, already covered in cracks, were directly severed by the Large Saber in Su Yongchun's hand!

"Common Grade Steel Saber! How can this be?!" A trace of Qingming flashed in the Gaunt Old Man's eyes, containing boundless fear.

"Magic Moon Blade Art, Murmur~" It was as if a human voice sighed at the end.

"Pfft~"

A large head rolled and fell.

A few breaths later.

The Gaunt Old Man's corpse slammed into the snow in silence.

The severed snowflakes gently fell upon the corpse, like sheets of joss paper, narrating the end.

"Hoo~" A hot breath escaped from under the mask. Su Yongchun's gaze fell upon the severed twin hook weapons on the ground.

In this battle, the opponent lost due to his weapon and his arrogance.

Initially.

Su Yongchun had two objectives for using the Golden Stone Fist.

One was to suppress him, enrage him, and make him reveal all his trump cards, to prevent him from escaping.

The second was to damage his weapons.

Every strike of the Common Grade gauntlet on the Gaunt Old Man's weapons was a form of damage.

As an Artifact Refiner, Su Yongchun could roughly estimate the durability of those twin hooks.

This was all so that his final saber strike could sever the opponent's weapon and take his head directly!

Fortunately, everything went smoothly.

Wiping the blood from the saber, Su Yongchun looked behind him.

Earlier, the Gaunt Old Man had learned a movement technique martial art, so to prevent him from escaping, the fight had been so drawn out.

But this one... there's no need to worry about him running.

Not long after.

When the Poison Elder arrived, his pupils dilated: "You killed him?!"

Su Yongchun smiled slightly: "It's your turn."

With that, his figure instantly closed in!

"Courting death!" The Poison Elder's hands were entangled with dense poisonous Qi. The full force of his Ning Qu Realm Stage One power poured out as he fiercely pushed towards Su Yongchun!

As Su Yongchun approached, the Poison Elder's expression grew increasingly ferocious.

"You're not dodging?" When his hands heavily pressed against Su Yongchun's body, the Poison Elder was slightly surprised, then he grinned ferociously: "Die!"

"Bang!" Terrifying power surged out.

In response, Su Yongchun, uncaring, vertically slashed down with the Large Saber in his hand!

"You're trading lives?!"

Watching the Large Saber descend from above, the Poison Elder was terrified to the extreme.

"No! Secret Art! I have a Secret Art!"

In the final moment, the Poison Elder seemed to remember something, and a crimson blood Qi violently erupted from his body!

However, it was too late.

If it was like cutting tofu for Su Yongchun at the beginning, now it was like cutting dried bean curd.

"Magic Moon Blade Art, Instant Light!"

"Rip!"

In the Poison Elder's final moments, he only saw a dazzling and brief flash of light.

And then, an unparalleled sharpness tore his body into two halves!

The suddenly falling blood rain imbued the place with a strong scent of blood.

"Cough!" Leaning against a tree, Su Yongchun coughed up a mouthful of bloody phlegm.

He lifted his clothes.

This Inner Armor, which he had painstakingly made, rustled and broke, becoming waste ( waste) scrapped.

Having endured three palm strikes from a Ning Qu Realm Martial Artist, it could be considered honorably discharged.

This was only a Common Grade Inner Armor.

If it were ordinary Inner Armor, the first palm strike would have sent Su Yongchun to see the light of the West.

Sitting against a tree in the heavily snowing forest, Su Yongchun let out a long sigh.

Is this the Cultivation World?

No.

This can only be considered a skirmish between small fries.

The Cultivation World is far more brutal than what's before him!

"Still too impulsive," Su Yongchun said, looking at the Storage Pouch in his hand: "But the harvest should be quite good. Plus, with the System's cheat of getting stronger just by living, I can secretly develop for a long time."