Chapter 830: Chapter 828: Killing with a Borrowed Tiger, Killing Two Birds with One Stone

"Junior Brother Nan, are you sure Luo Feng is in this direction?"

Lin Ruohai glanced at a small-framed disciple of the Sky Sword Pavilion.

Cha!

The frail disciple of the Sky Sword Pavilion stepped forward with a smile:

"Senior Brother Lin, don’t you trust me? My father is the most renowned hunter in our area. I’ve been hunting with him since I was three years old; such simple tracking poses no difficulty for me. Even if Luo Feng were a wolf, I could track him down from this swamp."

Lin Ruohai exhaled, "Of course I trust you. However, we’ve been pursuing them for so long without even catching a glimpse. If they reach Blackwater Lake, it will be troublesome to make a move then."

At this moment, a naive-looking and slightly pudgy youth hesitated before speaking:

"Senior Brother, we don’t have deep grievances with Luo Feng and his group. Is it too excessive to attempt to kill them?"

"Junior Brother Qin, you’re still so indecisive."

Duan Lin stepped forward, shaking his head at the speaking youth:

"Don’t be fooled by Luo Feng’s appearance; he is cruel and ruthless, comparable to a Demon Sect disciple. Think about it, how could ordinary Golden Palace disciples dare not to respect Senior Brother Lu Xiao Yun? After yesterday’s battle, we’re already in a kill-or-be-killed situation. Even if we don’t kill him, he certainly won’t spare us!"

"Is...is that so?" 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

The pudgy youth gulped hard, a bead of cold sweat appearing on his face.

"Even if he’s not intent on troubling us, we can’t let him go!"

Lin Ruohai coldly snorted, his brow twitching, speaking solemnly:

"In the jianghu, one cannot be too soft-hearted, or others will underestimate you. If we let Luo Feng go this time, others will assume we’re easy to bully, and the reputation of our Sky Sword Pavilion will be compromised! We would be forever living under Luo Feng’s shadow."

Upon hearing this, the pudgy youth was speechless, eventually nodding heavily.

Shen Yu of the Seamless Sword said, "Junior Brother Nan, continue tracking."

"Yes."

The frail youth nodded, moving to the front and squatting before a patch of grass.

He sniffed, his eyes lighting up, focusing on a blade of grass. The tip of the grass had a slight break, which was hard to notice without careful observation.

"Junior Brother Nan, have you found anything?" Lin Ruohai asked.

The frail youth plucked the leaf, turning back with a smile, "Senior Brother, look at this leaf. The break is fresh; they must have just left here. We’re very close."

Lin Ruohai’s eyes brightened, licking his lips with a smile:

"Good, let’s set off immediately."

"Yes..."

As the frail youth was about to rise, Lin Ruohai and the others noticed something deep within the dense forest and their expressions suddenly changed.

"Junior Brother Nan, be careful..."

Putchi!

Before Lin Ruohai could finish speaking, a sharp whistling wind erupted in the woods, a flash of black light pierced through the frail youth’s chest.

Pu!

The frail youth spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, lowering his gaze to see a pitch-black tail shaped like a curved blade protruding from his chest.

"Senior Brother, save..."

Raising his eyes to Lin Ruohai and the others, the frail youth cried for help.

Suddenly, a stinking wind surged as a Demon Tiger with black scales appeared, swallowing half of his body in one bite. Blood splattered everywhere.

"Junior Brother Nan!"

"A sixth-level top-tier Demon Beast, the Black-Scaled Demon Tiger, everyone be careful!"

An array of exclamations echoed in the dense forest.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Having killed one person, two Black-Scaled Demon Tigers didn’t pause, lithely transforming into two streaks of black light, charging toward Lin Ruohai and the others.

"Ah, they’re coming!"

Duan Lin and another disciple of the Sky Sword Pavilion, upon hearing it was the Black-Scaled Demon Tigers, paled in fear as they edged closer to Lin Ruohai and Shen Yu.

However, the two clearly underestimated the speed of the Black-Scaled Demon Tigers.

Growl!

With a roar, the left Black-Scaled Demon Tiger’s body swung in mid-air, its five or six meters long black tail shot out like an arrow, nailing the pudgy disciple of the Sky Sword Pavilion onto a nearby giant tree.

Pang!

The other Black-Scaled Demon Tiger opened its mouth, spitting out a pitch-black Yuan Qi bomb, shooting towards Duan Lin.

"Cousin, save me!"

Feeling the terrifying power of the Yuan Qi bomb, Duan Lin turned pale with fear, frantically stimulating his Yuan Qi, forming a thick Gang Qi shield to tightly wrap his body.

"Azure Flame Sword Qi!"

In the critical moment, a massive sword qi burning with azure flames swept down from the sky, blocking the Yuan Qi bomb. It was none other than Shen Yu wielding the Azure Flame Seven Repair Sword.

Rumble!

The earth-shattering collision burst forth like thunder, causing destruction over a radius of hundreds of meters.

Thunk!

A figure crashed to the ground—Duan Lin.

At this moment, his clothes were tattered, and blood was incessantly streaming down.

Before he could rejoice at surviving, he looked up to meet a pair of cold eyes, instantly making his body feel chillingly cold.

The other Black-Scaled Demon Tiger had, somehow, appeared by his side.

Putchi!

Without any hesitation, a monstrous wind surged from the Black-Scaled Demon Tiger as a claw descended, tearing Duan Lin into unidentifiable pieces.

"Beast!"

Seeing Duan Lin being killed, Shen Yu’s face became exceedingly grim, his cold eyes bursting with sword-like cold gleams.

Duan Lin was his cousin. When he entered the Sky Sword Pavilion, he promised his parents to take care of him. Now that he died tragically, how could he explain when he returned?

"Die!"

Sword Qi condensed in his eyes, the azure flames on Shen Yu’s sword surged, his clothes rustling, he raised the sword to his nose, and slashed.

Chichi!

The massive Sword Qi split in mid-air, transforming into three strands of Sword Qi, shooting toward the Black-Scaled Demon Tiger that had killed Duan Lin.

Aooo!

The Black-Scaled Demon Tiger roared wildly, the black Demon Qi on its body almost solidified, its tiger claws like knives, bringing a swath of black shadows as they slashed down in the air.

Bang!

The three strands of Sword Qi were shattered by this claw, fracturing into countless Qi Force, tearing the ground nearby into a thousand holes.

The massive body of the Black-Scaled Demon Tiger was shaken back several meters but was not injured.

"Senior Brother, these two Black-Scaled Demon Tigers are about to advance to become seventh-level Demon Beasts!"

Looking at the two Black-Scaled Demon Tigers, Lin Ruohai gulped, his voice carrying a slight tremor.

Seventh-level Demon Beasts possess power equivalent to Martial Artists of the seventh level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. Coupled with the beast’s strong physique, ordinary mid-stage Martial Artists at the Spiritual Rotation Realm are unwilling to confront early-stage seventh-level Demon Beasts, as it’s too dangerous. A small mistake could result in a heavy price.

Shen Yu’s expression was also very grave at this moment.

He had stepped into the mid-stage seventh level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm only a month ago. It was easy to defeat one Black-Scaled Demon Tiger, but the joint effort of two was enough to threaten him.

This place was not far from Blackwater Lake. If injured and then encountered by Demon Sect disciples, the consequences would be unimaginable!

As for letting Lin Ruohai hold one Black-Scaled Demon Tiger, he never considered it.

Lin Ruohai only had late-stage sixth-level strength in the Spiritual Rotation Realm. He was afraid that in one encounter, he would share the same fate as Duan Lin—no bones remaining.

"We can’t fight hard. We should leave here first and find a way to get rid of them."

Shen Yu said expressionlessly.

"Okay."

Lin Ruohai nodded heavily, even if Shen Yu didn’t say it, he had already planned to run away.

Roar!

The two Black-Scaled Demon Tigers joined together, their four limbs making the earth tremble, flew like arrows.

"Chaos Hole Yuan Sky!"

"Azure Flame Void Slash!"

Shen Yu and Lin Ruohai simultaneously struck, sharpness and vigor everywhere, as a storm of twenty-four strands of Sword Qi appeared out of thin air, pressing down on the two Black-Scaled Demon Tigers like surging waves.

Aooo!

The two Black-Scaled Demon Tigers roared wildly together, their Demon Qi surged up into the sky like two pitch-black Demon Qi hurricanes, fearlessly meeting the Sword Qi storm.

Crash crash crash crash crash crash...

The seemingly indestructible Sword Qi storm appeared extremely fragile before the Black-Scaled Demon Tigers, instantly shattered, disappearing without a trace.

Swipe!

In that moment.

A massive azure Sword Qi, dozens of meters long, suddenly appeared, slicing into the two Demon Qi Pillars with a piercing whistling sound.

Psh!

The Demon Qi Pillars were severed, the two Black-Scaled Demon Tigers were shaken back, flying away.

"Go!"

Shen Yu shouted lowly, taking a breath, as Sword Shadow formed from the airflow around him, flitted out.

Bang!

Lin Ruohai didn’t dare stay, stepping hard in the air, following closely behind Shen Yu.

Roar!

Seeing the two humans invading their territory, the two Black-Scaled Demon Tigers nearly went crazy, without any hesitation, their enormous bodies flew out, relentlessly chasing the two.

"Damn it! I didn’t expect to encounter two Black-Scaled Demon Tigers here!"

Watching the two Black-Scaled Demon Tigers chasing behind them, teeth gnashed loudly, eyes suddenly flashed, and he snarled with a sinister smile:

"Luo Feng and his team also passed through here; it seems they have been completely wiped out, no need for us to act."

The five-member team now only had two left, also in great danger. Shen Yu’s expression was colder than ever, saying:

"Stop thinking about those things. Right now, we must get rid of these two Demon Tigers as soon as possible. Otherwise, don’t even think about achieving anything at the hunting tournament; escaping unscathed today is already a problem."

"Hmm."

Lin Ruohai nodded, fully activating the Yuan Qi within.

Rumble rumble rumble rumble...

Trees were being broken, shredded in mid-air by the violent airflow, as the two humans and two beasts chased each other in the swamp. The furious roars of the Black-Scaled Demon Tigers were earth-shattering, scaring lower-level Demon Beasts within ten miles into trembling silence, not daring to appear.

After running wildly like this for twenty or thirty miles.

Suddenly, Shen Yu narrowed his eyes, looking ahead. A thousand meters away, five figures were faintly weaving through the dense forest.

"It’s Luo Feng! They are not dead!"

Lin Ruohai also noticed the figures ahead, gritting his teeth, his eyes bursting with towering hatred: half of it from the humiliation of being defeated by Luo Feng in public yesterday; the other half from being attacked by Black-Scaled Demon Tigers on the same path, suffering heavy casualties, while Luo Feng and his team remained unharmed!

His eyes flickered for a moment, then a sinister gleam appeared in Lin Ruohai’s eyes as he said to Shen Yu:

"Senior Brother, I have an idea! Let’s lead the Black-Scaled Tigers over to Luo Feng’s group, have them act as our shields, and take the opportunity to escape—the best of both worlds!"

Shen Yu squinted his eyes, nodding:

"Okay. Get close to them, and I’ll suppress the Black-Scaled Demon Tigers while you take the chance to leave."

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

They made the decision as their bodies surged with Yuan Qi, maximizing their speed, chasing toward Luo Feng and his team.