Chapter 280: Assassination Part II

"Hmph, you talk big! Since that's the case, don't blame your bad luck today for running into me," Xu Tian sneered, a flash of determination crossing his eyes. As his voice fell, his figure suddenly accelerated, rushing toward Cheng Feng like a bolt of lightning.

The moment he neared Cheng Feng, Xu Tian leaped violently, his hands transforming into sharp claws, heading straight for the vitals of the Mechanical Dog behind Cheng Feng with a fierce whistling wind. This strike was extremely fast and astonishingly powerful, as if it were about to tear the air apart.

However, the Mechanical Dog's reaction speed was beyond imagination. Almost at the same time Xu Tian struck, it quickly dodged to the side, the machine gun on its back activating once more to find the perfect angle, avoiding Cheng Feng and emitting bursts of angry roars. Dense bullets poured out like raindrops, forming a scorching net of fire, attempting to force Xu Tian back.

Facing this terrifying suppression of firepower, Xu Tian did not retreat. He gritted his teeth tightly, his gaze firm and persistent, with only one thought in his mind—he must eliminate this long-range monster first, otherwise he definitely wouldn't be able to escape later.

Relying on his powerful willpower and Blood Qi protection, he dodged most of the bullets. After getting close to the Mechanical Dog, he braced himself against the impact of several bullets; his body trembled slightly in the air, but he continued to charge forward.

Finally, Xu Tian broke through the fire net and grabbed one of the Mechanical Dog's legs. He pulled with all his might, wanting to throw the Mechanical Dog to the ground, but the leg structure of the Mechanical Dog was exceptionally sturdy and was not easily damaged.

However, this did affect the Mechanical Dog's movements to a certain extent, making it unable to attack flexibly anymore.

Xu Tian continuously utilized the combat techniques he had accumulated over the years, attacking the Mechanical Dog's weak points, trying to find an opportunity for a breakthrough. The Mechanical Dog, relying on its hard shell and powerful attack strength, resisted Xu Tian's offensives time and time again.

"Get up!" Xu Tian's furious roar echoed in the night. His eyes were blood-red, like burning flames, and the Blood Qi all over his body seemed to turn into substance, surging and magnificent. At this moment, he seemed no longer human, but transformed into an unstoppable giant beast.

Following the extreme explosion of his strength, the heavy body of the Mechanical Dog was actually dragged up from the ground by him, suspended and swaying. Xu Tian cleverly utilized the weight and inertia of the Mechanical Dog, constantly changing direction, attempting to turn this cold killing machine into a weapon to attack Cheng Feng.

Seeing this, Cheng Feng's expression changed drastically. He had not expected Xu Tian to be able to erupt with such astonishing strength while injured. He quickly adjusted his breathing, his Blood Qi circulating rapidly within his body, condensing upon the blade in his hand; the blade light flickered like cold stars.

"Buddy, you aren't escaping tonight!" Cheng Feng shouted sharply, his figure darting forward like a ghost. The blade in his hand sliced through the air, carrying a piercing whistling sound, heading straight for Xu Tian's vitals.

Xu Tian had already anticipated this strike from Cheng Feng. A cold sneer hooked at the corner of his mouth, and his figure shifted violently in the nick of time, barely avoiding that lethal blade. Although the blade did not reach his body, the fierce wind still left a deep gash on his lapel, and blood seeped out as a result.

"You still dare to ambush me? Hmph, today I'll make you taste some bitterness!" Xu Tian sneered, a flash of ruthlessness crossing his eyes. His muscles were taut all over his body, like a leopard ready to pounce, preparing to teach Cheng Feng a profound lesson.

But reason told him that now was not the time to show off; he had to break away from the battle as soon as possible.

"Then just this once, whether you live or die depends on your own fortune."

He exerted force suddenly, turning the Mechanical Dog in his hand into a storm of steel and throwing it fiercely at Cheng Feng. The Mechanical Dog drew an arc in the air, carrying a fierce whistling wind, and crashed into Cheng Feng with a boom.

Although Cheng Feng reacted quickly, he was still shaken back several steps by this sudden impact, and the blade in his hand nearly slipped away.

The black-robed person then waved both hands, and a thick, dense Blood Qi condensed like substance, forming a blood-colored ribbon that blasted toward Cheng Feng from a distance.

Seeing this, Cheng Feng was terrified, but his reaction was extremely fast. He immediately activated the Bronze Statue Technique, his entire skin instantly becoming as hard as bronze and iron, emitting a faint metallic luster. He knew clearly that this strike was no small matter and he had to resist with all his might.

However, even though Cheng Feng had made full preparations, the black-robed person's Blood Qi strike was still astonishingly powerful. The blood-colored ribbon collided with Cheng Feng's protective Bronze Statue Technique, erupting with a deafening roar; the surrounding air seemed as if it had been ignited, with heat waves rolling.

Cheng Feng was shaken back repeatedly by this huge impact, each step causing the ground to tremble slightly. The blade in his hand also slipped away due to the violent vibration, but he gritted his teeth and forcibly steadied his figure.

And that person took advantage of this gap, his figure retreating violently like a ghost, turning around quickly and disappearing into the depths of the night.

Cheng Feng managed to steady his figure with great difficulty and looked at Xu Tian's retreating back, a flash of ruthlessness in his eyes. "You won't escape." Cheng Feng whispered to himself, his tone filled with firmness and ruthlessness.

Subsequently, Cheng Feng looked at the Mechanical Dog beside him; it had not suffered much damage and remained in an intact state. He waved his hand and stored the Mechanical Dog into his Space Ring.

Cheng Feng hurried outside, only to see that the disciples of the Sword Hall had already formed a circle, but almost all of them had been injured and knocked to the ground by a casual strike from that person, their lives hanging in the balance.

He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. These Sword Hall disciples, who usually thought highly of themselves and felt they were invincible under heaven, were so vulnerable when facing a true expert.

At this moment, Cheng Feng suddenly understood that these so-called empty names and statuses could not represent a person's true strength. They might be majestic among their fellow disciples, but when encountering a true formidable enemy, they appeared so fragile.

Cheng Feng did not fall into despair. He quickly cast certain pessimistic thoughts from his mind, replacing them with a firm belief: "

Although the situation before me is frustrating, as long as I practice diligently and unremittingly, one day I will become an expert like that person."

He said to himself in his heart: "At least in some situations, having a large number of people is also an advantage. Experts also cultivate step by step from low realms, and family forces likewise need talents of various levels to develop and grow. Therefore, the Hong Sect still needs to cultivate more disciples and let them grow through constant tempering."

Thinking of this, Cheng Feng no longer hesitated and strode forward, closely following the direction in which Xu Tian had left. The Thread-Pulling Art on that person could perfectly solve the problem of cultivating disciples.

Xu Tian, whose leg had lost flesh and blood, tore his clothes into strips to bandage his wound and stop the bleeding. After dealing with the wound, Xu Tian hurried toward the East City direction.