More Than Anything Else, He Knows Many Martial Skills

At this moment, everyone nearby saw how brutal the battle had been, and panic inevitably began to spread among them.

After all, even five Blood Changing Realm martial artists might not have been able to kill the opponent. What were people like them, who had yet to reach the Blood Changing Realm, supposed to do?

If the enemy wanted to kill them, would it not be as easy as slaughtering chickens?

The County Magistrate's expression was grim. He was worried as well, but he did not show it.

Not only because Bai Ze and that mysterious man were not here, leaving the final outcome unknown, but also because of Qu Feng's current condition.

If they lost a Blood Changing Realm martial artist like him, then even if they resolved this matter, their influence in Blackwater County would be greatly weakened in the future.

He might be a County Magistrate, but in this world, strength was what ultimately mattered.

No matter how powerful the Golden Sun Dynasty was, distant water could not put out a nearby fire!

The County Magistrate swept his grim gaze across everyone and said in a deep voice, "What are you making such a fuss for? Instead of wasting your breath, why not think about what we should do?"

"Besides, we still have Brother Bai Ze! The fact that he isn't here means that although this battle was brutal, we have already heavily wounded the enemy. That is why he chased after him—to finish him off completely."

"Even if we let him escape, what are you all afraid of?"

"As long as we gather together, no matter how formidable he is, he can do nothing to us."

Following the County Magistrate's furious shout, everyone quieted down after hearing his words, though some still whispered among themselves.

Of course, everyone still agreed with what the County Magistrate had said.

Forget Blood Changing Realm martial artists—even Innate Realm martial artists were the same.

They might be capable of taking a general's head amid an army of ten thousand, but they certainly could not stand against so many of them.

After temporarily arranging everyone within the county office, the County Magistrate observed Qu Feng and the other man's condition while waiting for news from Bai Ze.

Meanwhile, On the other side, Bai Ze rapidly darted across the rooftops, closely pursuing the old man.

Although he could have caught up and intercepted him, he did not do so immediately.

After all, his single sword strike had severely wounded the man. Though he was not dead, he was likely already at the end of his tether.

Moreover, the man's origins were mysterious, and his methods even more unpredictable.

If the man realized he could not escape and chose to make a desperate final stand, unleashing some terrifying technique, the gain would not be worth the loss.

Bai Ze simply followed closely behind him. The opponent was already badly wounded; the longer this dragged on, the more advantageous it was for Bai Ze.

"Whoosh."

"Whoosh."

The two figures, one in front and one behind, continued their chase.

Before long, they left Blackwater County and arrived near the back mountain.

Blood continued to gush from the old man's body. No matter how he forced himself to accelerate, he could not shake Bai Ze off.

Most importantly, the longsword lodged in his body had pierced straight through him.

Yet he could not simply pull it out. Otherwise, no one else would need to kill him—he would not survive on his own.

But if this continued, he would likely still be unable to escape death.

He suddenly turned around and swiftly retreated several steps through the air, unable to stop himself from coughing up another mouthful of blood.

A vicious gleam filled his eyes as he said in a deep voice, "Brat, I misjudged you this time. But do you really think there is nothing I can do to you?"

"Know what's good for you and get lost. Otherwise, even if the fish dies and the net breaks, I'll drag you down with me."

"Heh heh."

Bai Ze could not help but sneer upon hearing this. Looking as though he had the other man completely in his grasp, he said, "Fish dies and the net breaks? Looking at the state you're in, do you think you still qualify?"

"You..."

Clearly, the old man was infuriated by Bai Ze's words. He forced himself to remain upright and directly struck a desperate pose.

But Bai Ze did not care in the slightest. He was in no hurry to attack.

Instead, he deliberately said, "Honestly, whatever you do has little to do with me. I wasn't from Blackwater County to begin with."

"How about this? Give me the cultivation technique you practice and the sword on your back, and I'll let you leave. What do you say?"

"Impossible!"

The man rejected him without even considering it. The cultivation technique was one thing, but the sword on his back was a major problem.

Leaving aside whether Bai Ze would truly let him go after taking the items, if he pulled the longsword out of his body now, he would probably die before taking more than a few steps.

Bai Ze was in no rush either. He merely watched the man quietly, looking as though he had him completely in his grasp.

The old man's gaze turned vicious. He knew Bai Ze had no intention of sparing him.

But if he did not deal with Bai Ze, he would have no way of escaping.

Thus, he could only risk everything in a bid for that sliver of survival.

He suddenly shot forward, gritted his teeth, and thrust out both palms.

Seeing this, Bai Ze gripped his broken saber and charged straight at him.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The leg technique beneath his feet struck out with Thunderous Momentum, while the broken saber in his hand unleashed the Five Tiger Severing Saber Technique—every move aimed to kill.

After all, Bai Ze might not have much else, but he knew plenty of martial techniques.

After leaping aside to evade the other man's Blood Demon Palm, he swiftly sent a dense barrage of steel needles flying from his hand, forcing him into a frantic defense.

His right hand clenched the broken saber and hacked down viciously. Though it was forcibly blocked, his left hand had already unleashed the Vajra Palm against the man's chest, sending him flying.

Then he launched himself forward again with the Thunder Leg Technique, giving his opponent no chance to catch his breath.

If this had happened before, Bai Ze might have feared him somewhat. But now, he was no longer worth fearing.

"Damn it! I'll kill you!"

"If you've got the guts, come over here! Let's see if I don't tear you to pieces!"

Bang!

Bang!

Clearly, with his life on the line, the other man was unleashing the Blood Demon Palm with all his strength, and his attacks became even fiercer for a time.

Yet as the savage attacks continued, the long sword piercing through his back kept trembling, and the wound widened along with it.

Bai Ze, on the other hand, dealt with him with ease. The man could neither escape nor possibly kill him.

More than ten moves later, the old fellow before him was already at the end of his strength. Both his attacks and his speed had become far more sluggish.

Seeing this, a sharp gleam flashed through Bai Ze's eyes. He tightened his grip on the broken saber and viciously slashed several times in succession.

Bang!

Bang!

Although the man forcibly blocked the first slash, he could no longer stop the second or third.

Bai Ze gave him no opportunity at all. Unleashing the Five Tiger Soul Severing Saber, he cut more than halfway through the man's neck, blood spraying everywhere.

One slash killed him outright. He did not even have the chance to leave any last words before collapsing into a pool of blood.

His head had nearly been chopped off; he could not have been any deader.

Bai Ze tossed the broken saber in his hand aside. Without caring in the slightest about the blood on the man's body, he quickly began searching him.

Though he did not know why the man had been collecting the blood of Blood Changing Realm martial artists, nor what use it had, that did not stop Bai Ze from taking an interest in the cultivation method he practiced.

Over a minute later, Bai Ze found three secret manuals on the man's body, presumably the cultivation method and martial techniques he had practiced.

But he did not examine them closely, merely stuffing them directly into his robes.

After getting to his feet, he glanced once more at the corpse on the ground, then leaped toward the county residence.