"Ah ah... shut up!"

Lin Xinru had already completely lost his sanity. In his lifetime, what he hated the most was people saying he was old. Although he was indeed old, his vanity made him believe he was the little fairy of legend, and he even narcissistically thought he was better looking than many girls in their twenties.

Who knows where he got such courage; perhaps it is a psychological trait of those who like to act young. As someone who was extremely fond of pretending to be young, when he heard Su Xuan comment that everything about him was sagging severely, he instantly lost all rationality.

Three flying knives screamed instantly from his hands. Although Lin Xinru was quite furious, he wasn’t so impulsive as to rush up to fight Su Xuan to the death. After all, Dazhu had just lost his head to a single sword strike.

So he shot three flying knives forward. Lin Xinru was hailed as the number one blade in the Martial World, named Ming Yue’s flying knife angel, and his Flying Knife Skill was indeed impressive.

As two flying knives whistled forth, Su Xuan drew out the Heroic Sword once more with his right hand. The speed was still fast; the Chu Jian technique was dazzling to the eyes.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng!"

Three crisp collision sounds rang out, and in that instant, two of the flying knives were deflected away while the last one rebounded back.

"Ah..."

Lin Xinru suddenly let out a scream; a flying knife had directly cut across his cheek.

"My face, ah, my face!"

Covering his cheek, Lin Xinru almost went insane; oh heavens, what was happening? Was his face ruined? In that moment, he was on the verge of a breakdown.

"Cough cough..."

Su Xuan couldn’t hold it anymore and directly let out a cry, spewing blood wildly, inwardly cursing, damn it, just a bit more was all he needed. He knew very well, just a little more control over his injuries, and he could hold them off, but his injuries were too severe. Alas, after a collision with Qi Gong Master Dazhu, the assassin was struggling to sustain.

"Turns out he is severely injured, and it’s internal!"

Looking at Su Xuan, the middle-aged man felt a surge of excitement in his heart. Honestly, he hadn’t expected Su Xuan to be wounded so badly, but it did not bring him too much joy. The reason was simple: Su Xuan was too strong; his people were not his match, and Lin Xinru might love pretending to be young, yet his Flying Knife Skill was truly formidable, not a mere boast.

But when three flying knives shot out, they couldn’t kill Su Xuan. The way Su Xuan deflected those knives astonished even him; the Swordsmanship was incredible.

"Hehe, so what? How confident are you that you can take me down? And if you do, how likely are you to divide the spoils evenly?"

Su Xuan chuckled lightly, looking at them with eyes full of mockery. Su Xuan really looked down on these people; each one of them was too cowardly and shameless.

"..."

When Su Xuan finished speaking, none of them knew what to say. Indeed, Su Xuan had touched on something they all worried about: even if Su Xuan was severely wounded now, how confident were they in finishing him off? Unless they had a firearm to remotely strike him, they dared not rashly launch an attack on Su Xuan, as it would ultimately be too costly.

"Stop screaming, what’s with the screams? So ugly and yet still screaming, an old tank you are. Ruin your looks, so what!"

Su Xuan dealt another naked blow verbally.

"Ah ah... shut up, shut up..."

Lin Xinru was losing it; would this guy drive him to breakdown? He hadn’t expected that this man would provoke him into losing control completely.

"What should we do now, this guy is really not simple!"

The Bounty Hunter Boss looked at the scene with concern; the situation had become awkward as his side lost a Qi Gong Master and their allied Flying Knife expert had been impaired. This wasn’t a good sign.

"This guy is indeed remarkable, but I feel he’s already a spent force and won’t last much longer!"

The Dragon Head man from Fengxi Pavilion spoke softly.

"Hmm, you have a point. See that tree, isn’t his companion up there? I’ll send one and you send one to capture that girl, then threaten him!"

Noticing the detail, the Bounty Hunter Boss quickly pointed it out.

"Indeed, that’s a great idea. Capturing the girl would give us absolute leverage, then we’d have him under control easily!

Su Xuan heard their conversation, and smirked inwardly, thinking they were just what he was waiting for. He already took down a Qi Gong Master, and Lin Xinru would lose combat capability soon because his flying knife was poisoned. Su Xuan was unsure what poison, but Lin Xinru’s face had started turning black, a promising sign. If he could eliminate two more, the remaining ones would total eight, reducing the pressure considerably.

Su Xuan’s strategy was to gradually wear these people down. They wanted to drain him? He would exhaust them instead. Su Xuan firmly believed that they could rush him en masse; then, his death was certain, as human stamina can eventually be exhausted. He needed to regroup his strength now, the little recovery he had managed was almost depleted, necessitating further gather of power.

Should any of them want to sacrifice themselves, two attacking together could seal his fate.

"Kid, I advise you to hand over the Holy Origin Pill, or you’re doomed. I bet, although you’re impressive, you’ve been severely injured; without proper treatment, you’re done for. Let’s not talk about anything else; just hunger would be unbearable. Don’t you agree?"

"Haha, you’re right, really. I think what you said is too accurate, I’m impressed. Actually, you know, for external things like this I wouldn’t risk my life, but I have a bit of a conscience."