Chapter 510: Slay

"Who is it?"

"A disciple of the Qingxu Sect? Kill him!"

Several bandits charged toward Lin Chao.

Lin Chao arrived travel-worn and looking somewhat disheveled; he held a steel saber in his hand.

Crack!

With a single slash, a bandit leader was decapitated.

In just over a dozen breaths, all the bandit leaders present had been slain by him.

Those bandits, until their deaths, did not understand why they had encountered such a terrifying student.

Weren't the students here... all weak scholars?

Corpses littered the ground, and Lin Chao's sleeves were covered in blood.

He looked toward Zhao Ting, who was trembling not far away.

"Xia Yang, is it you?" Zhao Ting's eyes were filled with shock, "You... didn't you go to the Academy?"

More importantly, these fierce and vicious bandits were like chickens waiting to be slaughtered in Xia Yang's hands.

Xia Yang... so powerful?

He looked at Xia Yang with a hint of fear.

"Do you know where my master is?" Lin Chao asked again.

These past few days, he had been rushing along the road, exhausting several horses to death, and finally managed to return on Sacred Bath Day.

However, he had not seen Jiang Boye, and now he was somewhat worried.

"Elder Jiang... went to the Back Mountain; a group of horse bandits chased after him," Zhao Ting said hurriedly, having seen that group of horse bandits go after Jiang Boye, "Xia Yang, that group of horse bandits is numerous and powerful; you must go find the Sect Master, otherwise there is danger."

But before Zhao Ting could finish his words, Lin Chao's figure was already gone.

Mo Quan traveled at high speed, followed by over twenty bandits.

They were very fast.

Mo Quan was somewhat annoyed.

He could already see Jiang Boye's back.

However, the mountain road was rugged, and it would take at least a few quarter-hours to catch up.

Moreover, going up the mountain was difficult, and going down was even harder.

If he dragged things out here any longer, he feared the Sect Master of the Qingxu Sect would bring people to surround them.

By then, it would be very difficult for him to escape.

"Jiang Boye!" Mo Quan roared, "Leave the Dao Soldier Embryo behind, and I won't kill you, how about that?"

Mo Quan's voice rolled and echoed through the mountain ravine.

Up on the Back Mountain, Jiang Boye heard Mo Quan's shout; he panted heavily and let out a cold laugh.

The Dao Soldier Embryo was no ordinary object.

If he were without the Dao Soldier Embryo, he would surely die.

Beside him, Zhao Tai's eyes held a look of worry: "Elder Jiang, we don't need to pay attention to them, let's hurry away."

Jiang Boye looked at the bandits drawing closer and sighed: "Zhao Tai, this old man can no longer walk; put us down.

After you leave, write a letter to my disciple Xia Yang and tell him that I have severed our master-disciple relationship."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Tai's expression changed repeatedly.

The mountain road was rugged, and he was also very exhausted.

If he carried Jiang Boye, they might both end up buried in the mountain ravine before the bandits even caught up on this rugged path.

Zhao Tai was incomparably conflicted and did not know how to choose.

But he also understood that if he stayed here, both of them would die.

Zhao Tai could not help but think of Xia Yang; if Xia Yang were here, he wondered what choice Xia Yang would make.

At this moment, Mo Quan looked at Jiang Boye, who was motionless on the mountain, a murderous intent flashing in his eyes: "Old thing, can't run anymore, can you!"

He hurriedly increased his speed.

He had to kill Jiang Boye and take the Dao Soldier Embryo before the Qingxu Sect could react.

However, just at this moment, suddenly, a sound of something piercing the air arrived.

"Ah!" a bandit let out a miserable scream; he covered his neck with his hand, only to see his neck pierced by a feathered arrow, with blood flowing continuously.

"Who!" Mo Quan was startled.

He looked over and saw a young man not far away, with what seemed to be murderous intent in his eyes.

Seeing that only one person had come, Mo Quan grinned: "Little brat, you've got some nerve!"

The other disciples of the Qingxu Sect, even if they knew they were here hunting down Jiang Boye, would not dare to follow, and would even avoid them if they could.

Yet the person before him actually dared to make a move against them.

"Second Brother, take some men and kill him!"

Upon hearing this, the Second Master immediately had six bandits follow him to deal with Lin Chao.

And Mo Quan paid no attention at all, continuing to climb up the mountain.

Jiang Boye was his target.

Yet, he had not climbed for long when a scene that shocked him occurred.

He saw another feathered arrow shoot over, and another bandit was killed.

He looked over and saw that the Second Master and those men... were all lying on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Mo Quan was finally shocked in his heart.

"Who are you?"

However, the answer he received was a feathered arrow.

Another bandit died under the feathered arrow.

Mo Quan was a little panicked.

"Are you a master archer?"

But even a master archer, how could he Slay the Second Master and the others so quickly?

To be this fast, one must be at least a Third Grade or Fourth Grade Martial Artist to be able to do it.

How could this Luo Ma County have such a Martial Arts expert?

However, Lin Chao did not answer him at all; he nocked his bow, and the arrows in his quiver flew out one by one.

Each time, a life slipped away.

That group of mountain bandits had already lost their nerve under Lin Chao's lethal arrows.

Mo Quan steeled his heart, looking at the approaching Lin Chao: "Who exactly are you? I advise you best not to interfere in the affairs of the Flower Demon Cult."

At this moment, Lin Chao finally spoke: "The Flower God Sect must also die."

He was like an agile ape, rapidly approaching the remaining seven or eight mountain bandits.

After all, he did not have many arrows left.

When the close combat began.

Mo Quan saw the person coming, and a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

"Do you really want to offend my Flower God Sect?

My master is the Iron Arm Divine Hero Zhuang Bufan, a First-Grade Martial Artist!"

Mo Quan knew he was no match for the person before him.

Therefore, he only hoped to scare this person away.

"You are truly filial, exposing your master's name.

The day I run into him, I will dispose of him along the way."

Lin Chao's eyes were cold.

The blade in his hand turned into the sharpest weapon, reaping lives.

This group of bandits on the mountain had no ability to resist at all under Lin Chao's attack.

And at this time, Jiang Boye on the mountain narrowed his eyes: "Zhao Tai, did you hear the sounds of fighting?"

Zhao Tai also listened carefully: "Yes."

They were on the mountain at this moment, and their view was blocked.

"Could it be that the Sect Master brought people to kill their way here?" Jiang Boye said.

But after saying this, he dismissed this guess.

How could the Sect Master be this fast?

Zhao Tai said: "I will go take a look."

As he spoke, he walked upward; there was a rock above from which one could see the situation at the foot of the mountain.

However, when he climbed onto the rock, Zhao Tai instantly met a pair of eyes.

"Xia Yang?"

Zhao Tai could not help but blurt out.

He saw a pile of corpses lying on the ground, and Xia Yang was holding a steel blade, looking like a god of slaughter.

Did Xia Yang kill all these people?

Zhao Tai's heart skipped a beat.

He was somewhat suspicious.

Had he recognized the wrong person?

Was that person not the Xia Yang he knew at all?

And at this time, Lin Chao beheaded Mo Quan with one strike of his blade and shouted: "Zhao Tai, where is my master?"

Hearing this voice, Zhao Tai finally knew that it was indeed Xia Yang; he had not recognized the wrong person.

His heart was even more shaken.

"Xia Yang, here! Your master is here!"

(End of chapter)