Chapter 281: The Ambush III

Xu Tian felt secretly annoyed in his heart; he had originally thought that his status as a lone wolf would allow him to be more flexible and at ease during the operation, but he did not expect the enemy's tracking ability to far exceed his imagination.

At this moment, he realized that fighting alone was no longer the best strategy; he had to use the surrounding environment and the crowd to win a glimmer of survival for himself.

As the rumbling sound coming from inside the inn gradually dissipated, the surroundings began to become noisy, and scouts from various factions gathered here one after another like sharks that had smelled blood.

Xu Tian could no longer continue to hide and could only quickly adjust his strategy, preparing to deal with the challenges to come.

Yingzong, as the standout among the tracking team, had his judgment trusted by everyone. He squatted down and carefully examined the enemy who had fallen to the ground; those mottled bloodstains became the key clues for their tracking.

He calmly analyzed, "Judging from the distribution of these bloodstains, that guy is indeed seriously injured, and his mobility has been restricted as a result. As long as we follow these bloodstains closely, we will definitely be able to find him."

He also displayed his keen insight and quickly laid out the next plan of action: "In addition, we also need to set up eyes and ears at all the major Great Medicine halls. That guy is injured and will inevitably look for medicine to treat himself."

"Whether it is for internal or external use, it could be the key to us catching him. As long as someone buys medicine for internal or external injuries, especially those buying in large quantities or behaving abnormally, it must be reported immediately."

Cheng Feng was listening to all this from the shadows and could not help but secretly admire Yingzong's decisiveness.

But he also understood that he was currently in an unprecedentedly good opportunity. Numerous factions had their eyes fixed on that person in the black robe.

Then he still had a temporary chance to get his hands on the Silk-Pulling Art; after paying so much cost, the Silk-Pulling Art must be obtained.

The night grew darker, and Xu Tian moved his figure quietly under the cover of the night. He used his familiarity with the terrain and his agile movements to shuttle through the alleys of the city, attempting to shake off those greedy pursuers behind him.

Cheng Feng was also following the bloodstains like a shadow; a Lianzhan Martial Artist is still a human, at most able to temporarily control the flow of blood and the bleeding of wounds.

This is something that can be done even at the Blood Refining Realm. Cheng Feng saw with his own eyes that a piece of flesh two fingers wide was missing from that person's leg, almost deep enough to see bone; relying solely on Blood Qi to control blood flow is not a long-term solution.

Watching the blood become less and less, Cheng Feng was certain that the person had definitely practiced the skill of sealing blood to the extreme.

Cheng Feng muttered to himself, "Is this Organ Refining? Terrifying sixth-sense alertness, rapid light-body dodging, and even being able to temporarily control blood from flowing out while injured."

Recalling the shocking scene where that person used Blood Qi to protect his body and resist bullets, Cheng Feng was even more convinced: the person who bought the Silk-Pulling Art was definitely not an Ordinary Martial Artist.

By comparison, although Lin Dong was also a Lianzhan Martial Artist, he had failed to display such astonishing defensive power when facing a barrage of bullets.

Either Lin Dong's realm was not high enough, or Lin Dong, who came from Prefecture City, did not have as big a background as that person.

No matter how noble that person's identity was or how powerful his strength was, it could not shake Cheng Feng's determination. He knew well the importance of the Silk-Pulling Art to himself.

The speed under his feet accelerated again, and Cheng Feng shuttled through the night, as agile and swift as a leopard. In his heart, there was only one thought: find that person as soon as possible and seize the Silk-Pulling Art!

The night wind whistled and the stars twinkled; Cheng Feng's figure went further and further into the darkness, but his determination and will were as firm and unmoving as a rock.

As the long and heavy sound of the night watchman in the distance echoed in the night sky, Xu Tian leaned tightly against the cold wall and finally could not endure the surging Qi and Blood in his body, violently spitting out a large mouthful of blood. The blood appeared exceptionally glaring in the night.

He quickly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, a flash of ruthlessness and unwillingness appearing in his eyes. "This damn monster actually used such an insidious hidden weapon to injure my internal organs!"

Xu Tian cursed incessantly in his heart, recalling the moment he fought that monster just now; the suddenly incoming hidden weapon was as elusive as a ghost, causing him to be hit without any preparation.

"This kind of hidden weapon is more like it was fired by some kind of tool... The sound when it was triggered was extremely loud, and it was also emitting blazing fire!" Xu Tian said to himself. He slowly stood up; although his body was swaying due to serious injuries, his eyes were incomparably firm.

He endured the pain in his body and began to seriously consider the current situation, looking for possible ways to escape or counterattack. This battle was far from over, and he would absolutely not give up easily.

Feeling his injuries, he could still exert half of his strength, so Xu Tian thought to himself: "Must speed up."

A cry of surprise suddenly came from ahead: "Someone, come quickly, come quickly, I found him here!"

Amidst the sudden cry of surprise ahead, Xu Tian reacted instantly like a leopard, condensing the surging Blood Qi in his body to his fingertips, turning it into an invisible Sword of Blood Qi.

His figure was like a ghost, shuttling through the night, his speed so fast it was jaw-dropping. Just as the second shout was about to ring out, two heads had already fallen to the ground, splashing pools of blood.

And between Xu Tian's fingers, a tiny hair was looming under the wrapping of faint Blood Qi; this was the witness of his precise strike.

After completing all this, Xu Tian quickly restrained his aura and hid back into the darkness, as if he had never appeared. At this time,

Cheng Feng happened to be the first to arrive at the scene. He looked at the two cold corpses in front of him, and a feeling of disbelief could not help but well up in his heart. He thought to himself: "This speed, this method, can't even be blocked?"

To ensure nothing went wrong, Cheng Feng immediately ordered the Mechanical Dog beside him to activate the Infrared Thermal Sensing System to thoroughly search the surrounding environment. The Mechanical Dog loyally executed the command.

That keen sensor was as sharp as a red eagle eye in the night, not letting go of any tiny change in temperature.

Not long after, the Mechanical Dog touched Cheng Feng's pant leg; it was clear it had discovered something. Cheng Feng's heart tightened, and he quickly followed the Mechanical Dog's guidance, indeed discovering Xu Tian's figure in the dark street not far away.

He was hiding in the shadows, and although he tried his best to restrain his aura, he had nowhere to hide under the infrared thermal sensing.

Cheng Feng sneered and thought to himself: "This time, you won't be able to escape." He quickly formulated a plan, preparing to use the weapons at hand and the assistance of the Mechanical Dog to carry out a precise strike on Xu Tian.

Cheng Feng did not believe it; in such a long-distance situation outside, how many more bullets could that person take?

Since Xu Tian was able to deal with two small fry so easily, he must still have strength left.

Therefore, he had to be careful and cautious, and could not give Xu Tian any chance to counterattack.

This time, if he did not want to have a conflict with the Prefecture City forces, this might be his last chance.