Chapter 46: Jing Wu Ming's Defeated Escape

Although Jing Wu Ming was furious, when he drew the Nine Yin Bow, all negative emotions vanished completely, leaving only naked killing intent in his eyes.

The Slaughter Arrow is originally formed by condensing slaughter qi with the Jing family's secret method into a slaughter arrow; Jing Wu Ming's state of mind at this moment unintentionally matches the Slaughter Arrow's artistic conception.

Therefore, this arrow's power surged dramatically.

At this moment, the black arrow's shaft actually gathered its brilliance inward, and all killing intent was drawn into the Slaughter Arrow.

From afar, under the night's cover, Jing Wu Ming seemed to have drawn an empty bow.

So that's how it is!

In this instant, Jing Wu Ming realized that each Nine Yin Arrow possesses a unique artistic conception; only by matching its conception can one truly cultivate it to the peak.

Only in this way can one attempt to fuse different Nine Yin Arrows.

Jing Wu Ming never expected that the arduous path of fusing the two Yins he had pursued would be accidentally comprehended tonight.

In that case, Tie Lanshan and that brat are actually my benefactors!

Since that's the case, grant you the glory of dying beneath the Slaughter Arrow!

"Die!"

The index finger resting on the bowstring relaxed; the black Slaughter Arrow vanished instantly.

On the river surface, as Jing Wu Ming drew his bow, Wang Ping actually felt not a trace of killing intent; this abnormal performance made him extremely vigilant.

His right hand bore a azure light circle, his left hand held a Vajra Pestle, and the Fan Tian Seal hovered above his head, with strands of crystalline light cascading down to protect him firmly.

Wang Ping had already exerted all his strength to welcome the incoming arrow.

Beyond a hundred zhang, where Wang Ping had warned not to approach, Tie Lanshan also refused to yield, casting his final defensive formation to block the Slaughter Arrow's inevitable path.

He could no longer clearly see the young cultivator's figure; around him seemed to be a domineering field interference, and at this critical moment of life and death, he had no spare thoughts to investigate.

The last life-saving item had already been sacrificed; if that cultivator could not withstand it, Tie Lanshan's face showed a trace of resolve—the Forbidden Formations Treasure Classic must not fall into the Jing family's hands.

Boom!

Just as Tie Lanshan had made his resolve, the defensive formation he had set up was already shattered by the shot; when he quickly lifted his head, he saw only a swiftly rotating azure light circle and the black Slaughter Arrow colliding at lightning speed.

On the pitch-black river surface, only the azure light flashed violently, and the surrounding airflow was blown away completely.

Zizi! Zizi! Zizi! A sharp, piercing sound rang out again.

Tie Lanshan's ears ached, and he involuntarily covered them, retreating repeatedly.

The collision actually lasted only a tenth of a finger-snap; the azure light circle then disintegrated, shattered into the air, and directly became the azure-bladed sword's true form.

The azure radiance on the sword's body became somewhat dimmer in this collision.

Wang Ping's azure light circle merely slowed the Slaughter Arrow's speed by a hair; even if he observed the arrow's trajectory in the mental field, by the time he wielded the enlarged Vajra Pestle and struck, the Slaughter Arrow had already reached three feet before him.

The crystalline light descending from the Fan Tian Seal was only a step away.

Ding!

This time, the Nine Yin Arrow was not shattered again; instead, Wang Ping's Vajra Pestle in his hand was shot apart into two sections, and its remaining force undiminished struck the crystalline light before him.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Continuous shattering sounds echoed on the river surface; just as Tie Lanshan steadied his stance, he stared in astonishment toward the direction where Wang Ping stood.

Has the Slaughter Arrow shattered again?

Tie Lanshan wore an expression of disbelief; deep down, he actually felt a trace of fear toward that mysterious young man.

Within the mental field, at the instant the Slaughter Arrow shattered, Wang Ping also spat a mouthful of blood, his face instantly turning pallid.

Worst of all, his spiritual power throughout his body had nearly vanished, leaving him adrift on the river surface with a feeling of imminent collapse.

This was the first injury he had suffered since cultivating immortality; he directly took a drop of spiritual liquid from the silvery-white space and swallowed it, then swiftly circulated the Azure Wood Longevity Technique.

Jing Wu Ming in the distant high sky was no better off; after drawing the bow twice, especially the second Slaughter Arrow, it had nearly drained all his essence, energy, and spirit.

Moreover, the fatigue accumulated over half a month now made him unable to control his body; he simply descended onto the river surface, stuffed a pill into his mouth, and quickly restored his spiritual power.

The wounded Wang Ping had already contracted his mental field to within three meters around himself.

He now felt fortunate that he had not used the mental control method; otherwise, the consequence would not be merely depleted spiritual power but completely dried-up mental power.

The river surface returned to calm once more, but the commotion from the duel here would likely soon attract investigators.

Tie Lanshan looked in surprise toward Wang Ping's direction; now he could not see Wang Ping's figure, and even his mental perception was blocked.

But he could guess that Wang Ping must be severely wounded and emaciated; after thinking, he shouted at Wang Ping:

"Fellow Daoist! These are Blood Pills and Spirit Pills; they not only rapidly increase cultivation but also heal injuries, comparable to second-grade pills."

Having said that, he sent the two red-and-white clusters of light into the area where Wang Ping was.

Hearing Tie Lanshan's words about Blood Pills and Spirit Pills.

Wang Ping suddenly recalled the red Blood Pill and white Spirit Pill that had appeared that night.

He had a deep impression of those two Great Pills; thus, with a thought, the Blood Pill and Spirit Pill had already arrived outside the descending crystalline light.

At first sight, he confirmed that these were exactly the Great Pills he had seen that night.

However, to be cautious, Wang Ping probed them five times with his mental power, then swallowed them in one gulp.

Elsewhere, Jing Wu Ming's face turned ashen, and he angrily cursed: "Damn it!"

Besides Tie Lanshan's endless array of formation techniques, the Blood Pills and Spirit Pills in his hand are marvelous spirit pills, far superior to the pills he possesses—by who knows how many times.

It is precisely thanks to those Great Pills that he has repeatedly escaped his grasp, to the point that today he has even gained an ally.

Jing Wu Ming's gloomy gaze fixed on Tie Lanshan, then swept over the area where Wang Ping was, lingering for three breaths before he directly flew toward the left riverbank.

The lethal arrow was thwarted; Jing Wu Ming's injuries were no less than Wang Ping's, but now he could only grit his teeth and flee the battlefield.

Tie Lanshan, who had been watching Jing Wu Ming, saw him actually fleeing along the riverbank, and involuntarily turned his gaze toward the cultivator's location, finding nothing stirring there.

Gritting his teeth, he directly activated his spiritual light to pursue.

Seeing this, Wang Ping was somewhat surprised; he actually did not cry out for help, showing some backbone.

Silently observing the two one after another, he quickly rushed into the right-side great mountain; only then did Wang Ping rise and follow directly.

A cornered beast's desperate counterattack is the most frightening; boiling a frog in warm water is the most suitable pursuit method for the present.

Wang Ping also didn't know whether Jing Wu Ming still had any strength left to fire a Nine Yin Arrow, so he had Tie Lanshan pursue ahead.

Compared to Wang Ping, Tie Lanshan is not seen as a threat at all, so it won't provoke his desperate counterattack; he just wants to quickly shake off Tie Lanshan to find a place to cultivate.

Wang Ping only needs to follow slowly from behind, and he can also recover his injuries.

When Tie Lanshan loses the target, that's when he makes his move.