Blowing Leaves into Knives!

"Du Tang Three Fiends' heads?"

At these words, the burly man and all the soldiers narrowed their eyes.

"He... killed the Du Tang Three Fiends?"

The burly man's expression turned grave. Their purpose in coming here had been to apprehend the Du Tang Three Fiends. They knew the three were highly skilled, all top-tier martial artists who would be difficult to deal with. But according to what Tang Jie had just said, the Du Tang Three Fiends were already dead?

"The blood at the entrance just now... should have been theirs. It seems the Du Tang Three Fiends came here intending to take Tang Jie's head and use it to cancel their wanted status. Instead, they died at Tang Jie's hands."

The burly man was no fool. He quickly figured out why the Du Tang Three Fiends had appeared on Great Green Mountain: they had discovered Tang Jie's whereabouts and intended to capture him to cancel the warrants against themselves and the others.

But the result was obvious. The Du Tang Three Fiends had all died—at the hands of this seemingly harmless young man before them!

The burly man himself was also a top-tier martial artist, so he knew how terrifying the Du Tang Three Fiends were. That was why he had needed more than a hundred elite soldiers accompanying him to have any confidence in dealing with them.

"Can't I?" Tang Jie asked with a frown.

If the Du Tang Three Fiends could use his head to cancel their wanted status, then he should be able to use the heads of the three of them, right?

Coming back to his senses, the burly man shook his head. "Of course not. You're a Level 1 Fugitive. You'll only have a chance of canceling your warrant if you bring in the head of a fugitive one level higher than yourself. The Du Tang Three Fiends are only Level 2 Fugitives."

Tang Jie was speechless at this. So there were rules like that? For a fugitive to have the warrant against him canceled, he had to bring in the head of a more wanted criminal. That was practically using evil to suppress evil!

"Tang Jie, surrender at once! I can still plead for leniency on your behalf. Don't make one mistake after another!"

The burly man shouted, trying to make Tang Jie surrender.

Light flickered in the other soldiers' eyes. Most of them had heard of the name Bull Devil King Tang Jie, but they found it hard to believe that anyone could really rescue a prisoner from the encirclement of hundreds of elite soldiers!

Tang Jie shook his head. "You're no match for me."

After saying this, Tang Jie pulled a handful of leaves from the branch of a small tree beside him, one taller than a person, under the gaze of more than a hundred people.

"What does he want to do?"

The burly man and the others watched Tang Jie's actions in confusion, unable to understand his purpose.

"Golden Body Art!"

The Golden Bell Gang Qi within Tang Jie drove the Boyhood Art, temporarily raising his cultivation to the level of the Golden Body Art. At once, golden light burst from his body, and a powerful aura spread through the air!

"Ah! My eyes!"

Caught off guard, the soldiers were dazzled. Some staggered backward, their eyes feeling as if needles were stabbing them as they cried out in agony.

"Whoosh!"

Tang Jie drew a deep breath, spread open the hand clutching the leaves, and exhaled a breath of Gang Qi!

"Shhhk! Shhhk! Shhhk!"

Something shocking happened. Infused with Tang Jie's Gang Qi, the leaves gleamed with golden light. The fragile leaves seemed to transform into flying knives, wrapped in Gang Qi as they shot out!

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Amid a series of tearing sounds, the soldiers witnessed a terrifying sight. The leaves crossed more than ten meters and plunged into tree after tree over ten meters away, each trunk thick enough for half a person to encircle. The fragile leaves tore through the tough wood, cutting deep into the trunks and leaving bottomless cracks!

"Excellent!"

Seeing this, Tang Tianhao could not help shouting his praise as a martial artist himself.

"With such skill, I'm not even one-tenth of his equal!" Du Jue was likewise secretly shaken by the depth of Tang Jie's power. It was rarely seen beneath heaven.

"What... is this?"

The burly man and the other soldiers stared dumbfounded at the bottomless cracks in the trees thick enough for half a person to encircle. Was this some kind of immortal art?

Never mind fragile leaves—even ordinary flying knives made of metal, when thrown at a tree with all an ordinary person's strength, would merely become lodged in the trunk.

Yet Tang Jie had simply blown once, and the fragile leaves had pierced into the trees like flying knives. It was practically immortal art!

Tang Jie's entire body turned pure gold. The Gang Qi radiating from him distorted the surrounding air. Standing there, he seemed like a hundred-zhang-high mountain, forcing the burly man and the others to retreat a step under the pressure.

As for the burly man, cold sweat streamed down his forehead. "This Bull Devil King... is far more terrifying than the rumors claim. He was able to raid the execution grounds and retreat unscathed from the encirclement of hundreds of elite soldiers because of his strength!"

As a top-tier martial artist, the burly man was considered extraordinarily powerful among martial artists. Yet upon seeing Tang Jie before him, he deeply understood that there was always someone beyond oneself and a heaven beyond heaven. Compared with Tang Jie, he was utterly like an infant!

Along with his shock, the burly man felt a trace of delight. Even a martial artist could become this powerful!

Whoosh!

The golden light on Tang Jie's body gradually subsided. He glanced at the burly man and said calmly, "I don't want to kill anyone else today. The heads of the Du Tang Three Fiends buried in the soil are yours. If you insist on hounding me, your fate will be like... this tree!"

"Shhk!"

Tang Jie casually struck out with a palm blade. The tree more than two meters away, as thick as a bowl, silently snapped in half at the waist. The upper half crashed to the ground, its cut surface smooth as a mirror, as if severed by a treasured blade.

Some first- and second-rate martial artists could accomplish the same, but they needed weapons. Tang Jie, however, had used his bare palm. From nearly a zhang away, he had cut the tree in two with a palm blade across the air. It was nothing short of miraculous!

"Gulp!"

The soldiers swallowed, terror showing in their eyes as their hands and feet went slightly weak. The Tang Jie before them was simply more frightening than some cultivators!

"Let's go."

Tang Jie spoke to Tang Tianhao and Du Jue beside him.

"Mm."

Du Jue and Tang Tianhao both nodded slightly. They were quite satisfied with Tang Jie's way of handling things. These soldiers were not bad people, and resolving the matter without harming their lives was undoubtedly the best outcome.

The three of them walked toward the edge of the woods. The soldiers tightened their grips on their weapons, yet not one dared to attack, even as Tang Jie and the others passed right before them.

The three walked out of the soldiers' encirclement without anyone daring to stop them. Only after their backs vanished from sight did the soldiers feel their tense bodies suddenly relax. Some nearly collapsed onto the ground with their legs giving way.

"Terrifying! Simply terrifying!"

"The Bull Devil King is even more frightening than the rumors say. No wonder he managed to raid the execution grounds and escape successfully!"

The soldiers began discussing it among themselves, all feeling as if they had narrowly escaped with their lives.

The burly man, however, said with a grim expression, "Dig up the ground."

"Yes!"

The soldiers immediately began digging at the place where Tang Jie and the others had originally buried the bodies.

"It really is the Du Tang Three Fiends!"

Before long, the soldiers cried out in alarm when they saw the Du Tang Three Fiends buried in the same pit.

The Du Tang Three Fiends were in a miserable state. Two of the three corpses were incomplete, split apart by blades. Only Du Meng, who had killed himself, had a relatively intact corpse.

The burly man's expression was complicated. They had obtained the heads of all three targets without easily losing a single soldier, yet he could not feel happy about it at all!

I didn't finish writing until ten o'clock. My waist hurts. Please vote for me. o(╥﹏╥)o