145: Section 145

Immediately, he took out an exquisite small knife from hisPregnant.

“You sly fatty, you play dirty, come on!”

Qin Hao had almost shattered his little brother just now, and Su Yuan still felt a lingering fear when he thought about it.

If this fatty hadn't been so insidious, he would have taken him down long ago.

Many times Qin Hao wanted to trade injuries with him, but Su Yuan cherished his ‘little brother’ dearly, which put him at a slight disadvantage in their clashes.

As soon as he finished speaking, the small knife in Su Yuan's hand suddenly grew to 1.3 meters, and the sharp edge of the long blade emitted waves of coldness under the moonlight.

“This is actually…”

Qin Hao’s expression changed drastically; with a spirit artifact in hand, Su Yuan’s combat power was already approaching the Martial King Realm.

Even a newly breakthrough Martial King might not be able to defeat Su Yuan.

However, as a Martial Saint, Tang Long naturally had his own trump card.

Tang Long rapidly waved his hands, and intricate purple imprints appeared in the void.

Soon, the purple imprints seemed to be summoned, merging into Qin Hao's body.

As the imprints fused, Qin Hao’s aura grew stronger, even subtly showing a tendency to surpass Su Yuan.

“Kid, to force out my secret technique, you can be proud of yourself!”

Seeing this, Su Yuan pushed off the ground and immediately swung his blade at Qin Hao.

He knew he couldn't wait for Qin Hao to finish fusing all the purple imprints, otherwise, he would be even harder to deal with.

The blade, wrapped in orange-yellow true qi, fiercely struck the purple imprints.

But the imprints' solidity far exceeded Su Yuan's expectations; after merely shattering one imprint, the long blade in his hand could not advance further.

Qin Hao’s eyes were full of disdain, “Kid, you’re still too green to break my secret technique.”

“Heh heh, I refuse to believe your secret technique is a turtle shell.”

Su Yuan sneered; if one strike didn't work, then ten, or a hundred… He refused to believe Qin Hao’s secret technique was so heaven-defying.

Indeed, as Su Yuan's blade created afterimages, the purple imprints began to shatter continuously.

Fortunately, at this moment, Azure Dragon knew he couldn't let Su Yuan continue his assault and began continuously firing darts to interfere with Su Yuan.

The reason he didn't get close was because he simply didn't dare.

He couldn't keep up with Su Yuan’s speed and could only rely on Qin Hao’s strength.

Azure Dragon had a clear understanding of his own position.

However, Su Yuan knew that as long as he took down Qin Hao, Azure Dragon would be a lamb to the slaughter; facing Azure Dragon's interference, he merely dodged and parried with his blade.

And Azure Dragon’s interference had an obvious effect; Su Yuan’s frequency of swinging his blade at Qin Hao noticeably slowed down.

“Kid, prepare to die!”

After merging the last purple imprint into his body, Qin Hao dodged Su Yuan’s attack and delivered a straight punch directly at Su Yuan’s face.

Su Yuan retreated rapidly, his right hand swinging his long blade horizontally, forcing back Qin Hao who wanted to pursue.

“Your secret technique shouldn’t last much longer, right?”

Su Yuan held his blade with one hand, looking calmly at Qin Hao.

Although he didn't know what kind of secret method this fatty was using, it was unlikely that this so-called secret method could continuously enhance his strength.

At this moment, Qin Hao’s strength had increased by at least two minor realms, and the intensity of his true qi was even stronger than his own.

If he hadn't stopped him just now, he even suspected Qin Hao could have raised his strength to the Martial King Realm.

However, Su Yuan’s heart was completely calm; although Qin Hao’s strength was great, he had a spirit artifact in hand and didn't need to confront Qin Hao head-on at all.

He only needed to rely on the advantage of the spirit artifact to protect himself, and then, when Qin Hao’s secret method time passed, it would be his death date.

“Kid, prepare to retreat, we can't take down this Su Yuan.”

Tang Long’s voice carried a hint of fatigue; forcibly using the secret method just now had caused him considerable damage.

And Su Yuan’s judgment was also correct; in his current state, the secret method would last at most three minutes, after which he would fall into weakness.

At that time, even if he wanted to run, he wouldn't be able to.

“Okay, Godfather, I’ll listen to you.”

Seeing that the 'big leg' said so, Qin Hao naturally had no objections.

Hearing Qin Hao’s words, Tang Long already had a plan.

His hands were suddenly enveloped by thick true qi.

Seeing this, Su Yuan held his blade with both hands, ready for battle.

Powerful true qi condensed into a giant fist, smashing fiercely towards Su Yuan.

Su Yuan intended to dodge, but unexpectedly, Azure Dragon seized the opportunity to fire darts, blocking his retreat.

If he were to dodge Tang Long’s fist, he would inevitably be hit by the darts fired by Azure Dragon.

Based on Su Yuan’s understanding of Azure Dragon, this traitor would definitely coat the darts with poison.

Instantly, Su Yuan made a decision; he pushed off the ground, dodged Azure Dragon’s darts, and swung his long blade fiercely at the giant fist.

The fist and the blade collided, stirring up gusts of hurricane-force winds.

The surrounding trees rustled, as if whispering something.

Su Yuan was knocked back dozens of meters by the giant fist before he could stabilize himself.

He looked closely, but where was Qin Hao’s figure?

“Uh, if I said that was a misunderstanding just now, would you believe me?”

Seeing Su Yuan’s murderous gaze, Azure Dragon unconsciously took a step back, his back already drenched in cold sweat.

Chapter 128: Returning

“What do you think?”

Su Yuan’s expression was cold as he walked step by step towards Azure Dragon.

“Su Yuan, don’t push me…”

Azure Dragon retreated step by step; as for turning around, he would likely die faster.

“So what if I push you? Die for me!”

Su Yuan’s figure transformed into a series of afterimages, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Azure Dragon.

“Bai Ruoli!”

With his life hanging by a thread, Azure Dragon no longer bothered to hide and directly revealed his trump card.

Su Yuan’s pupils contracted, and he placed his blade against Azure Dragon’s neck.

Feeling the chill from the long blade, Azure Dragon unconsciously swallowed.

“Su Yuan, as long as you let me go this time, your childhood sweetheart can live. Otherwise, we’ll both go down together!”

“What did you do to Ruoli?! Speak!”

Su Yuan’s expression was agitated, and a trace of blood dripped down the long blade.

No wonder Bai Ruoli had been ignoring him these past two days; only now did he realize that Azure Dragon was behind it all.

“Nothing much, just fed her something delicious. If you kill me, she will surely die within three days.”

Seeing Su Yuan’s reaction, Azure Dragon secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his hands gripping the long blade to move it away.

“Give me the antidote, and I can let you live.”

Su Yuan said, forcibly suppressing his temper.

“Hahaha, Su Yuan, do you take me, Azure Dragon, for a three-year-old child? If I give you the antidote, I’ll be decapitated the next second.

I can give you the antidote, but you have to let me go first, otherwise, you can wait to collect your childhood sweetheart’s corpse.

You don’t have to look at me like that, the antidote isn’t on me at all, killing me is useless.”

Su Yuan pondered for a moment, then sheathed his long blade.

“You may leave, but if you dare to deceive me, I will definitely kill you the next time we meet!”

Su Yuan looked at Azure Dragon, gritting his teeth.

Even though he wanted to kill Azure Dragon right now, thinking of Bai Ruoli’s safety, Su Yuan still held back.

“Then many thanks, Lord God of War, I’ll take my leave.”

...“This Su Yuan really has some tricks, but I've eaten more rice than he's eaten salt; you’re still too green to keep me here.”

Tang Long manipulated Qin Hao’s figure, sprinting wildly, with the surrounding trees rapidly receding.