Breaking Fierceness with Density: Locust Stones

Seeing the tiger claws' sharpness and ferocious onslaught, Lin Xuankong could not help but frown slightly.

His body shifted. His right hand evaded the opponent's tiger claw, while his left seized the opening in the opponent's guard and struck out even faster.

The essence of the Spirit Crane Finger was to break ferocity with density, pursuing speed to the utmost.

On top of that, he himself was at the middle stage of Mortal Transformation Layer One, stronger than the black-clad strongman.

With all these advantages combined, once Lin Xuankong caught that opening with his left hand, it was like a crane's beak pecking at rice. Within half a breath, he jabbed the black-clad strongman's chest twelve times!

"Chi chi chi chi chi!"

The sounds of sharp objects piercing flesh came in an incomparably dense barrage.

By the time Lin Xuankong stepped back and caught his breath slightly, the black-clad strongman remained standing where he was, his face twisted with terror and extreme agony.

The black-clad strongman lowered his head to look at his chest. Twelve holes ran clean through it, arranged in a row. His internal organs had long since been shredded, and great quantities of blood mixed with fragments of viscera kept pouring from those twelve holes.

"Thud!"

The black-clad strongman fell flat on his back and died on the spot!

When the black-clad strongman on the right saw this scene, his body, which had been about to charge forward, abruptly halted. The muscles in his face twitched a few times before he let out a grief-stricken roar. "Fuck! Big Brother~~~~"

Ma Xiong's heart immediately pounded like a drum at the sight. He swallowed with difficulty. "How... how is that possible?"

He had seen this old man with one foot already in the grave more than once. This old bastard did not even have a full set of teeth anymore. He was nearly sixty, wasn't he?!

Normally speaking,

if this old man wanted to climb onto a bed to sleep, he would probably have to wriggle his ass a few extra times just to get up there.

Even if this old man took a piss, it would surely fork into two streams and splash all over his shoes!

When he accepted Big Brother's assignment this time, he had thought all he needed to do was keep it secret and prevent the Lin Family Young Lady from learning that the Black Tiger Gang had killed Old Man Lin. He had even made thorough preparations, going so far as to bring in the Hu Brothers as scapegoats.

Yet he had never expected this half-dead old man to be so ferocious.

Three of his most elite thugs had been killed before they could even react, and Hu Family Eldest, a Mortal Transformation Layer One martial cultivator, had only managed to block half a move?

Hu Family Eldest was at the Early Stage of Mortal Transformation Layer One, a truly powerful Martial Cultivator.

That was a realm Ma Xiong had failed to reach even after six or seven years of bitter training.

And such a Mortal Transformation Layer One expert had been poked to death in the blink of an eye by a half-dead old man???

Ma Xiong could barely believe the scene before him.

After the black-clad strongman wailed a few times, he slowly backed away with resentment written all over his face. His voice was somewhat hoarse as he said, "His attacks are so swift that he is at least at the middle stage of the First Layer, perhaps even the late first layer! Otherwise, even if my big brother had been somewhat careless, he could not have failed to block even a single move!"

Already badly shaken, Ma Xiong's eyes flickered constantly upon hearing this.

The next moment, he shouted explosively toward the area behind Lin Xuankong, sounding somewhat anxious. "Brothers, this target is a little tough! Hurry and shoot him with arrows!"

Just as Lin Xuankong's gaze shifted and he prepared to turn around, Ma Xiong spun around and fled at the fastest speed he had ever run in his life. The black-clad strongman spun around and fled as well!

Seeing this, Lin Xuankong pushed his blood and qi to their limit and chased after them without the slightest hesitation.

Since he had already killed four members of the Black Tiger Gang, he had to kill them all without leaving a single one behind.

That was the Black Tiger Gang, a colossal beast that had entrenched itself in more than a dozen cities of Great Marsh Prefecture for years. It had thousands of members and experts standing in ranks! The current him was still far, far from being able to challenge the majesty of such a colossal beast!

If either of these two escaped, the consequences would be unthinkable!

When one was being pursued, being faster than one's companion meant safety.

That was what the black-clad strongman, Hu Lin, thought.

Unfortunately, he was wrong!

He and Ma Xiong began fleeing at the same time. One breath later, he had already opened a distance of five zhang from Ma Xiong. Then he heard the sound of Ma Xiong being knocked to the ground by that old man, and his heart loosened.

But when he turned back for a glance, his heart leaped into his throat again.

That little old man, who looked frail and decrepit on the surface, had not paused in the slightest while knocking Ma Xiong down.

As the little old man ran, even his sparse silver hair streamed behind him. Several strands of silver hair had been flung out behind him.

Two breaths later, Hu Lin had no choice but to stop. He knew that if he relied on running alone, he would never have a chance to get out of this dense forest!

With a fierce glint in his eyes, Hu Lin abruptly turned sideways, and several shadows flew from his hand.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

The shadows were even a few degrees faster than arrows loosed from a bow, streaking straight toward the charging Lin Xuankong at his face, heart, and knees!

Facing the flying hidden weapons, Lin Xuankong did not slow down in the slightest. He spread his arms and leaped into the air. Dodging the three hidden weapons, he crossed the distance between them and descended right onto Hu Lin's path!

As Lin Xuankong descended from midair, at the moment when it was hardest for him to change direction, Hu Lin's eyes lit up. Hidden weapons shot from his hand in a rapid volley, one after another.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

The sounds of piercing air merged into one.

Yet what filled Hu Lin's heart with despair was that as the twenty Locust Stones, dense as rain, neared Lin Xuankong, every one of them was shattered by Lin Xuankong's repeatedly thrusting fingers!

"Pa pa pa pa pa!"

The Locust Stones exploded. It was as though twenty fireworks had burst in midair, scattering stone fragments everywhere.

Lin Xuankong landed amid the rain of stone chips and strode quickly toward Hu Lin.

Hu Lin kept hurling Locust Stones, his technique astonishingly practiced.

Lin Xuankong's sword fingers struck out again and again. Explosive sounds rang out ceaselessly between them, while stone chips danced through the air.

Three breaths later,

after throwing his last Locust Stone, Hu Lin spread his hands and unleashed the Black Tiger Shattering Gold Claw. With a piercing shriek through the air, he clawed at Lin Xuankong's chest and abdomen.

Six breaths later,

Hu Lin's body stiffened, then toppled toward the ground. A deep hole had appeared in his forehead, blood gushing from it.

Lin Xuankong stood to one side and let out a heavy breath.

Frowning, he vigorously shook his hands, which reeked of blood, barely suppressing the nausea rising in him from killing someone for the first time!

After steadying himself, Lin Xuankong walked toward Ma Xiong, who lay on the ground not far away.

Ma Xiong was not dead yet.

Because Lin Xuankong still had questions for him!

Ma Xiong's leg bone had snapped. He stared at the approaching Lin Xuankong with an uncertain expression. "If you're a real man, then give me a quick death!"

Lin Xuankong crouched beside him and frowned. "First of all, I'm an old man, not a real man!

Even ants struggle to live. Do you really not want to live?

Besides, even if you want to die, I won't let you die until I have learned what I want to know from your mouth!"

Ma Xiong held his broken leg, where splintered bone protruded, his gaze somewhat evasive.

Few people were not afraid of death. A clever man like him feared it even more.

But he knew that no matter what he said next, if the man before him was not a fool, he would never let him go!

Yet there were differences in the way one died.

He did not dare say for certain whether this flatbread seller would torture a seasoned veteran like him. He felt completely unable to see through the little old man before him. What had happened today was simply too bizarre, and his mind was in utter chaos!

After a moment of silence, he watched Lin Xuankong's hand slowly reach toward his broken leg and dejectedly said, "What do you want to know?"

After saying this, Ma Xiong glanced at the birdcage lying on the ground nearby. He knew that he would never have another chance to walk his bird again!