Amidst the air, a flying arrow sped fiercely.

Cold sweat poured from Zheng Xuezhang, his fear beyond words. He raised his palm to grab it, feeling unsure. Turning to dodge? His body felt sluggish.

This was the "Deliberate Arrow."

As Li Xian drew the bowstring, his intent infused into the arrow. This shot, with such majestic flair, words could scarcely describe.

"I'll risk it all!"

Zheng Xuezhang squeezed his legs together, leaned back, flipping in the air, while grabbing the horse's tail, he hurled his beloved steed at the arrow.

With its flesh and blood as a shield, he sought to slow the arrow's momentum. Yet the arrow's force was unstoppable. In an instant, it pierced the horse, which fell lifeless to the ground with a mournful whinny.

In his desperation, Zheng Xuezhang had no time to ponder. He stood firm, waving his palms continuously, so fast they became a blur to the naked eye. He aimed to use the wind generated by his palms to ease the arrow's momentum and dissipate the intent within it.

Zheng Xuezhang's heart thundered, his temples throbbed, veins bulging on his forehead. As the arrow neared, an impulse to flee surged, but doing so would mean losing his spirit. Should Li Xian shoot a second arrow, he would be even more at a disadvantage.

In that split second, many thoughts flashed through his mind. Ultimately, disregarding everything, he summoned his Qi with a roar, reaching out to grasp the flying arrow.

With a thud. Zheng Xuezhang staggered back over ten steps, crashing into a large tree. The arrow pierced through, hitting his chest.

However...

"Pah!"

Zheng Xuezhang spat blood, removed his Heart Protection Mirror, and laughed maniacally, "Such archery, such archery, but the arrow was ordinary!"

The arrow should have shattered the Heart Protection Mirror and claimed his life, but the wooden arrow, being common, crumbled upon impact.

"You little thief, offer your life!"

Zheng Xuezhang broke the arrow in half, charging furiously at Li Xian. Li Xian thought, "It's still not enough." He drew the bow for a second shot.

"Father, the sword!" A surviving offspring called out in reminder.

Zheng Xuezhang was momentarily stunned, having been so intimidated by the intent he forgot the saber on his back. Prompted by this, he quickly drew the saber, wielding it in front.

Li Xian reversed the arrow's tip, coldly aiming at the one who had just spoken. A scream followed, and another life fell beneath the arrow.

"My son!" Zheng Xuezhang's eyes reddened with fury, "Father will capture this one, make him wish for death, and avenge you!"

With heavy casualties and no retreat, seeing his beloved sons die, his malevolent rage surged, and he charged with his blade up the mountain.

The mountain path wound upward, and Li Xian stood atop, looking down.

And this road up the mountain was like an invisible barrier. He alone with a bow exuded the aura that one man could hold a pass against ten thousand.

The wind hummed as Zheng Xuezhang, skilled in martial arts, sprinted with full force, using his lightness skill, moved like an ape, as swift as a golden leopard, remarkably fast.

Li Xian stayed calm under pressure, aiming precisely once more.

Zheng Xuezhang blocked with his circular blade. But holding the blade meant fingers were exposed. With Li Xian's divine archery, fingers were at risk!

"This one's archery is superb, if I only dodge, how could I kill him?" Thoughts raced in Zheng Xuezhang's mind, shifting from blocking to wildly smashing the saber into the ground.

Debris scattered. Using the blade's flat side, he flung countless small stones and yellow dust all around.

Aiming at Li Xian.

This move was indeed formidable.

Each stone had terrifying power. Li Xian had to retract his bow and evade, but with stones everywhere, how could he dodge them all?

His left shoulder was struck, a stone embedded. Li Xian shook his body, forcing the stone out.

He continued pulling the bow to shoot.

Zheng Xuezhang wanted to repeat the tactic, but the arrow had already left the string, shooting off a finger.

Back at Yihetang Manor, he had already lost several fingers from one hand. He continued wielding the saber not with finger strength, but through the inner Qi absorbed into his palm.

Without fingers, he couldn't use the intricate sword technique. Thus, his strength was greatly limited. Losing another finger now was akin to losing a son.

Zheng Xuezhang screamed, dared not insist on killing further. Glancing around, he caught sight of a huge boulder, deftly using his lightness skill to hide behind it, panting heavily.

He calmed his mind.

Thinking, "I've truly miscalculated, this one is merely a nursing home guardian, how did he have such terrifying archery? My martial arts are superior, yet I can't withstand his archery, can't get close, so how do I capture him?"

No solution in sight.

Li Xian said coldly, "Zheng Xuezhang, hiding behind a rock, do you think I can't shoot you?" Another arrow left the string.

His archery had reached its peak, mastering countless variations of arrow and bow. When the arrow leaves the bow, due to its length, the arrowhead, body, and tail sway like waves.

With appropriate strength and angle, after leaving the string, the arrow can curve laterally, bypassing obstacles to hit the target.

This arrow was released.

Zheng Xuezhang's scalp tingled. Once he noticed, it was too late to hide. This arrow curved, arriving in front of him. He raised his hand to block, but the arrow pierced his palm, shooting into his right eye socket.

But such curved arrows had a downside, their power lacked.

Zheng Xuezhang screamed, not daring to stay behind the rock. He fled, rolling into the forest, finding a larger cover, finally hiding his form.

"Leader, we'll clear a path for you, let's fight him together!" The elite members of the Black Water Gang shouted in unison.

They rushed up the mountain like a swarm of bees, willing to sacrifice their lives to block the arrows. Li Xian frowned slightly, surprised by their loyalty to Zheng Xuezhang.

They were no ordinary mountain bandits.

Without any mercy, he shot down everyone who stepped onto the mountain path with a single arrow. Dozens were killed in quick succession, leaving a path littered with corpses, with blood flowing like a river, a scene of utmost brutality.

Li Xian reached for the arrow quiver and found it empty. The Black Water Gang's assault was sudden, and he hadn't prepared many arrows. Enthusiastic voices shouted from the crowd, "Leader, he's out of arrows!"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Xuezhang hesitantly peered out. Seeing Li Xian aiming his longbow at him made him shiver and retreat back into cover.

He had been cast into shadow.

But after calming down, realizing that Li Xian truly had no arrows left, he gathered his courage and peeked out again.

He saw Li Xian putting away his bow and drawing a long knife instead.

"Hahaha, Li Xian, without your bow and arrows, watch how I kill you!" Zheng Xuezhang laughed loudly, used his lightweight skill, and quickly rushed to the mountain path.

His anger had been building for a long time; his murderous intent felt almost tangible. His qi-blood circulated too quickly, chest drumming like thunder, the noise was shocking.

Li Xian drew his narrow blade and performed the Daluo Saber Technique, slicing horizonal and vertical swings, forcing the gang members of the Black Water Gang to retreat, unable to get close.

Zheng Xuezhang approached, seeing that Li Xian had no way out. He laughed heartily and reached to grab his arms, intending to dislocate them.

Suddenly, Li Xian leaned back and fell straight off the mountain. Zheng Xuezhang was taken aback and looked down… Li Xian had hooked his feet around a vine and swung to the distance.

He had already prepared an escape route!

"Damn it!" Zheng Xuezhang angrily stomped the vine until it snapped. With nothing to hang on to, Li Xian was about to fall to the ground. At that moment, he used both legs to execute the "Clear Wind Leg Technique," leveraging the "light" secret to greatly reduce his falling momentum.

[Clear Wind Leg]

[Skill Level: 21/50000 Peak!]

An unexpected gust of wind blew.

Li Xian's "Riding the Wind" trait was activated, allowing him to float upward, walking on the wind! Finally, he landed on a large tree and fled into the distance.

Zheng Xuezhang was filled with both fear and awe. He thought to himself that this kid's archery was terrifying; it took a lot to exhaust his arrows. If he wasn't killed now, there would be endless trouble. So he leapt down from the mountain.

He had practiced lightweight skills before, but only the basic "Water Floating Skill," which was limited to riverbank techniques, insufficient for maneuvering in the air.

However, his foundation, being reborn, was still there. Using lightweight skill, he reduced part of the falling impact, enduring the rest with his body. When he landed, his internal organs ached intensely, his lungs bled, and he spat out foamy blood.

His feet sunk deep into the ground, his knee bones displaced, feeling as if they were heavily struck.

Zheng Xuezhang's whole body trembled as a popping sound followed, with all dislocated bones returning to their places.

"You brat, still running!"

Li Xian dashed ahead while Zheng Xuezhang chased furiously behind. Zheng Xuezhang, having trained lightweight skills, was much faster. Although Li Xian's [Clear Wind Leg] had reached [Peak] after months of practice, it was ultimately a leg technique, not a lightweight skill.

During the Great Wu Dynasty… martial arts were precious. And "lightweight skills" were even more precious and very difficult to obtain.

But Li Xian wasn't without an advantage. Whenever climbing an incline, no matter how steep, he could easily leap over it, using the secrets of "light," once again distancing himself from Zheng Xuezhang.

Taking advantage of the complex terrain, the slopes rising and falling…

In this way, the cycle repeated.

Zheng Xuezhang was undeniably powerful, yet he couldn't catch Li Xian. Li Xian had been toying with him for a long time but hadn't suffered any loss.

Li Xian taunted, "Old Man Xuezhang, does the taste of losing a child still sting?" Zheng Xuezhang replied, "Hmph, losing a child is nothing. Once I make you into a Human Sail, I'll have three or four more sons and daughters, descendants in droves!"

Li Xian said, "Is that so? Who knows who will survive in the end."

Zheng Xuezhang angrily shouted, "Arrogant!" and pursued with increased vigor. They had been locked in an intense chase all night, and as dawn broke, a pale streak appeared on the horizon.

"Those skilled on the water die in the forest, old villain, this deep into the woods, you might not make it out." Li Xian laughed.

"Bullshit!" Zheng Xuezhang, infuriated, suddenly faltered, realizing under the morning light that the area was shrouded in thick mountain mists, highly poisonous, obscuring vision.

Focusing solely on pursuing his target, he had unwittingly lost his way and was trapped in the noxious fumes.

Zheng Xuezhang thought with regret, "Not good! This kid has a deep mind; he lured me here on purpose. Blinded by fury and unfamiliar with the terrain, I didn't even notice!"

Regret filled his heart, and he wanted to retreat, but he was disoriented. Each breath of miasma burned his lungs, the situation was dire.

"Damn it, even if I die, I'll take you with me!" Knowing survival was slim, his killing intent became purer, his body enveloped in blood mist, and he accelerated once more.

Li Xian recognized the move. It seemed to be the "Blood Mist Technique," increasing strength by consuming qi-blood. He was already prepared, dodging to the east and west, avoiding direct confrontation using the thick fog as cover.

Zheng Xuezhang, both angry and helpless, felt despair creeping in; with no place to utilize his skills, he would be slowly exhausted to death in the woods. Li Xian picked forest fruits along the way to mitigate the poison of the miasma.

But he couldn't stay long.

"Not good!"

With his vision hindered by the dense fog, Li Xian ran through the forest, suddenly seeing a large snake blocking his path ahead.

The snake was entirely snow-white, its tongue flicking, perfectly concealed within the miasma, ready to ensnare the unwary.

Li Xian had never ventured deep into the misty zone. If not for Zheng Xuezhang's relentless pursuit and formidable vitality, necessitating the miasma to trap and kill him, he would never have entered this place.

He immediately forced a change in direction. But in doing so, his speed momentarily slowed, giving Zheng Xuezhang the opportunity to rush forth with both palms outstretched.

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