Chen Ping's Sword-Chapter 56: Counterattack, Fang Blades

Four crossbow arrows pierced into the soil, crisscrossed.

They merely shot through a lingering shadow left behind by Chen Ping.

Black Wolf and Leopard’s faces changed dramatically.

Their reactions were slightly faster than the crossbowman, just about to issue a warning, when they saw those seven shadows disperse, and two black lines, which could not be seen with the naked eye, slanting upwards into the sky with a whizzing sound.

Two crossbowmen hiding in the trees, thinking themselves safe and sound, were just about to move their arms for another aim, felt a sudden pain between their eyebrows, grunted half a sound, and fell down together.

Chen Ping abruptly ceased his movement, never lingering in place after the double burst of arrows, twisting like a snake to avoid the arrows from the grass, with two leaps, already arriving in front of the man.

Sure enough, with two arrows missing, this man had long since rolled on the ground, clearly aware that his opponent had arrows on his wrist too, not wanting to follow the fate of the two men in the tree.

Having just turned two circles and not yet getting up, a big foot had already landed down.

Crunch...

Smashed his neck.

Chen Ping stood upright, only to see Zuo Duanshou on the other side, hopping like a rabbit, closing in on another crossbowman, a short dagger piercing into the opponent’s heart as his body was falling.

Perhaps not great at dealing with experts, but Zuo Duanshou is definitely skilled at handling ordinary elites.

Moreover, in progression, he knows very well how to protect himself... So much so, that the crossbowman never made a decent resistance.

"Aren’t you itching all over? Let me relieve your itch."

After clearing the crossbowmen, Chen Ping looked up with a slight smile, "Chang Sansi blocked three of my moves before dying, I wonder if you all can give me a bit more surprise."

Having said this, without waiting for Black Wolf and Leopard to reply, he stepped down, and as the ground rippled, his figure leaned forward and rushed out.

The rugged ground seemed flat as he crossed it in a few strides.

With a fierce gust, he had already pounced onto Leopard.

Your mouth is the foulest.

I’m going to hit you first.

Leopard shrieked, not engaging at all, flipping backward and landing, turning his body, frantically fleeing.

He and Black Wolf summoned four crossbowmen to intercept, still holding torches in hand, and as soon as they recognized the appearance of the two opposite, there was no doubt about their identity.

Chang Sansi being knocked out like a ball at Yulan Street, exhausting his entire skill set, and then bludgeoned into pulp by his opponent with a yellow camphor pulling strike, had spread throughout the Cyan Hall Incense Hall.

Incense Hall Disciples who had witnessed it personally stammered while speaking about it, depicting Chen Ping’s image vividly clear.

Leopard had remembered it well earlier.

Seeing Chen Ping pursuing him at that moment, to say they weren’t scared is impossible.

Dirty words, pretending to be relaxed. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

It was only to lower the opponent’s guard so the hidden crossbowman could seize the opportunity to strike.

They were old Jianghu.

These cunning schemes and tactics, deployed effortlessly, without a flaw.

What they thought was, no matter how strong your power, how high your martial arts skills, caught off-guard against the Forbidden Artifact Military Crossbow’s rapid assault, even seasoned veterans must find it hard to endure...

If not dead, then seriously injured.

However, the opponent’s adaptability was far beyond their expectations.

It seemed as though he had divine foresight, seeing their setup perfectly.

Killing the crossbowmen first, then launching an offensive.

Effortlessly, charging like a tiger.

Leopard nearly lost all will to fight, entirely unwilling to engage in direct confrontation one move at a time.

Vice Incense Master Chang’s fate was still fresh.

He knew that only with unexpected victory could survival be possible.

Feeling the fierce wind chasing behind him.

Leopard’s forward steps abruptly stopped...

Legs crossed, right arm drawing a circle, the Leopard Assault Spear in hand, the body tilting backward, spun out from beside the ear.

This spear thrust, powered by the legs, twisting the waist, the arm flicking...

Fast to the extreme, ruthless to the extreme.

The spear head originally aimed forward, instantly thrust toward the rear, defying human inertia, catching people unprepared.

[Counterattack, Phoenix Nod...]

A glint of cold light merely reflected in the eye, already half an inch before Chen Ping’s throat.

But, although close to half an inch, it was as if an abyss separated them.

No matter how far Leopard bent backward like a bow, stretching the arm to the limit, where the spear tip reached, it was just short of touching the opponent’s skin.

"How is this possible?"

Leopard’s heart sank, as if falling into an icy cavern.

This "Counterattack" had been honed thousands of times, even able to slice ragingly dancing flies behind him with eyes closed.

How could he possibly misjudge the distance and position of the pursuer behind?

The only possibility was that the opponent had already seen through his intention, waiting for this spear thrust all along.

Thought flickering, Leopard was about to retract the spear and step forward, add strength and thrust again.

The spear unexpectedly turned as heavy as ten thousand pounds.

He couldn’t pull it back.

Due to excessive force, the spear handle chafed the skin on his hand, even his lumbar vertebrae creaked with a whine.

"No..."

In the corner of his eye, he saw a white hand gripping the spear blade red tassel above, Leopard roared furiously, seemingly seeing Chang Sansi’s corpse turned into pulp again.

It turns out, when strength reaches the extreme, it can truly crush people.

Poof...

His back throbbed violently.

Leopard’s body softened, pierced through by the spear handle, lifted on the spear, soaring in mid-air.

At that moment, he truly regretted, he should have fled all along, without even trying to test the opponent.

At the convoy, Zhuang Hongyi with Qi Cultivation Six Meridians, strong in prowess, naturally could preserve his life and kill the foe.

Why bother showing off?

...

The killing intent on Black Wolf had completely vanished.

Leopard fled swiftly.

He charged fiercely.

The two cooperated countless times, perfectly in sync.

Even without eye cues, without signals, one could understand what the other wanted to do, how to cooperate in confronting formidable enemies.

As Leopard rushed to flee.

He did not follow to escape.

Instead, he wielded dual blades, sweeping light edges toward Chen Ping’s side.

The blades gnawed viciously.

He believed, under Leopard’s Counterattack, the opponent is hard to escape, even if blocked or dodged, would surely lose composure, and that was the opportunity.

He seized the moment just right.

The next instant, his eyes widened into orbs, the fierce breath receded like a tide.

This timing, however, was not just right to slay the enemy.

But just right to have a beating delivered to the doorstep.

He rushed too fiercely, not even having time to turn around to flee.

With twitching eyelids, watching Leopard being speared through the heart, by the opponent’s skillful circular thrust, lifted into the air, flying like a paper kite...

And the blood-stained spear tail looping back ferociously.

The air waves rolled, as if the sky itself began to collapse.

Retreat, couldn’t retreat.

Escape, couldn’t escape.

In a narrow encounter, bravery wins.

Black Wolf roared, with gritted teeth, the dual blades in hand spun ever faster, the blue veins nearly bursting into blood.

A shimmer of silver enveloped him, radiant as a moon in the sky.

At that moment, he exerted all his strength from his youth.

Hard on hard, strength against strength.