C321 Run for His Life

"Retreat! Retreat!"

Almost at the same time Yelv Cheng picked up the bow, Qih Luner immediately gave the order to retreat to the soldiers in front of him. He knew what kind of terrible consequences this arrow would cause. He did not want to drag so many of his men to die with him just for a spy.

He was cruel, but he had his ways. He just liked to do whatever it took to achieve his goal.

People often used the word arrow leaving the bow to describe the speed of the arrow. How fast was this arrow? No one knew. Everyone felt that it was only a blink of an eye. The arrow shot out, and then it didn't wait for the next blink of an eye. A deafening explosion echoed in the sky. The arrow and its target exploded into countless pieces. A huge pit with a diameter of several meters suddenly appeared on the spot. At this moment, billowing smoke was drifting out from the charred hole.

It could be imagined that if this retreat was shouted a little later, At least dozens of people on his side would lose their lives under this arrow. Even so, the shock waves caused by the explosion also severely injured some of the Barbarian Army soldiers who were unable to dodge in time.

"Fortunately, the commander has a shocking reaction. If we let that thief escape successfully, it will definitely bring great harm to our army. " Qih Luner heaved a sigh of relief and said with some relief.

"It doesn't matter if you pretend to surrender or sincerely pledge allegiance. How can you trust a general who betrays the country so easily? Yelv Cheng shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter. " I have to say, the advisor was careless this time. "

The truth was right in front of him. Even though Qih Luner was not convinced in his heart, at this moment, he could only cuddle with his hands and say: "Marshal is right. Qih Luner has learned his lesson!"

Yelv Cheng smiled bitterly. He knew that he had always been proud and arrogant. This matter would definitely become the biggest stain in his heart. He sighed and was about to change the topic when he suddenly saw something. His facial expression changed drastically.

"Not good! This kid is faking his death! Argh! He really pissed me off!" Yelv Cheng immediately became furious. He turned around and told Qih Luner. "Advisor, let's move on for now. I will be back soon!"

After he finished speaking, he chased after Qih Luner like a whirlwind. Every time he landed on the ground, his Qi would burst out into the sky. He stomped on the ground, causing dust to fly in the air and shake the surroundings. He was still shouting. "Thief, where are you running to!?"

In front of him, there was a charred figure running away in a panic. Upon closer inspection, it was none other than Lin Qing.

"Advisor, what should we do next?" At this time, the Second Army Commander of Barbarian Army, Yem Lieh, walked forward and asked.

Qih Luner narrowed his eyes and thought for a while. Then he turned around and gave orders to the army, "Continue forward!"

In front of them, Lin Qing was surrounded by danger. Yelv Cheng, who was at the Late Period of Innate Stage, was not his match at all. If he did not have a slight advantage in speed, he would have died a long time ago. Even so, Yelv Cheng's palm wind, fist shadows, finger force, and other long-range attacks from time to time still made him suffer.

"Run? Can you run?" Yelv Cheng followed behind him at a steady pace. Usually, with a flick of his hand, a powerful finger force would shoot out. Up until now, he had already pointed out seven fingers like this, and had already hit many times. Although none of them were fatal, it still caused Lin Qing to be in a sorry state for a moment, and he almost fell to the ground.

One should know that the person following him was a Late Period of Innate Stage warrior. Once he fell, how could he still be alive?

It was precisely because of this that Lin Qing didn't dare to relax. It could be said that he had used all the strength he had in his life to escape. At the same time, he had to focus on dealing with all kinds of sneak attacks behind him. At this moment, Lin Qing's essence, energy, and spirit had been pushed to a whole new level. It was worth mentioning that his heavy sword, which he had always loved, had already been shattered into countless pieces in the explosion just now. It was also thanks to this that his speed was even faster than it had been in the past. It could almost be described as lightning.

In the time it took for half an incense stick to burn, Yelv Cheng's initial mocking and teasing had turned into deep anger. Now, he looked serious. Logically speaking, as a Late Period of Innate Stage warrior, It was a pity that he was a pure martial artist. He had always disdained to cultivate movement techniques, which was why he was left behind by an Attack Stopping Stage junior like Lin Qing.

"Hmph, this place is still more than two hundred miles away from your camp. Let's see how long you can keep leading. " Yelv Cheng coldly snorted. He wasn't too worried about him running away. After all, there were times when people were poor. In terms of speed, any martial artist with a potential cultivation base or above could surpass a horse if they were to unleash their full strength. But in terms of endurance, a martial artist could last for several hours at most. The shortest was less than half an incense stick of time, and any horse could last several days and nights even if it ran at full speed. This place was far away from the "One-Line-Sky" where the Chu Army was located. There were still over two hundred miles of distance between them, which was why Yelv Cheng was confident. You can wear him out yourself.

Currently, Lin Qing could only be described as miserable. His hair was charred. His clothes were ragged, and there was no sign of the Imperial Army commander. It was like the reincarnation of a Beggar King. That arrow just now was not enough to take his life. The fragments of the heavy sword had even been embedded into his back. However, he did not have the time to take them off. He endured the intense pain and fled with his life on the line.

On the other hand, Yelv Cheng, who was behind him, had a relaxed look on his face. Although he wouldn't be able to catch up to him in a short period of time, there was no doubt that as long as Lin Qing showed signs of exhaustion, what awaited him would be the annihilation of Late Period of Innate Stage warriors.

Just like that, while the two of them were fleeing and chasing each other, six hours had unknowingly passed. Seeing that Lin Qing's speed had finally slowed down a little, a ferocious smile emerged on Yelv Cheng's face, and then another finger force shot out.

"Puff!"

Obviously, Lin Qing had reached the end of his life. This time, he still did not dodge. In just a breath's time, a finger sized bloody hole appeared on his shoulder. What Yelv Cheng did not expect was that Lin Qing did not stop this time. He continued to rush forward at high speed.

How could he know that Lin Qing had already reached the point where he was muddle-headed? He didn't feel any pain or itch from such an attack. At this moment, he even felt that his legs were no longer his. He could no longer use his consciousness to control them.

Lin Qing felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. Not only was his internal injuries causing trouble, but the loss of blood and excessive consumption of physical strength were also the main cause of his weakness. He believed that it would not take long for him to fall to the ground and die without the help of the enemy.