Chapter 130: The Wolf on East Center Street
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The clear light of the cold moon shone on the streets and alleys, and the loud cry of an eagle echoed in the night sky.
Ye Jingtang jumped onto a house and looked up at the source of the sound. A few figures were rising and falling in the air above the street at the end of his vision, flying toward the east city wall. There were no pursuers from the Black Office behind them.
Luo Ning landed in front of Ye Jingtang and pulled his arm. “Don’t mess around. Your mind isn’t working well now… Come home with me! I’ll think of a way to help you first…”
“I’m really fine. The chief constables of the Black Office don’t understand the bird’s signal. They definitely couldn’t find the direction and just started running without stopping.”
Luo Ning saw Ye Jingtang’s focused expression. His heart was indeed as calm as water. Her heart was in turmoil, but she couldn’t stop him anymore. She gritted her teeth and followed him while pulling out the sword at her waist.
Swish!
The three-foot-long blade was unsheathed, bringing with it a cold glint under the moonlight.
Ye Jingtang landed on the side of a street. After observing where the figures were heading, he picked up the long rod supporting the rain canopy outside a shop. His footsteps were silent as he cut toward the path of the figures at a hidden angle.
Afraid that something would go wrong with Ye Jingtang, Luo Ning ran forward with her sword. On the way, she passed through a street interaction and looked at her surroundings cautiously.
There were a total of three people speeding forward on top of the houses. At the front was a burly man holding a podao and carrying a man on his back.
The man lying on his back was holding a straight saber in his hand. Although his face was covered by a black scarf, from his size and weapon, he was the murderer they had encountered in the morgue today.
Walking at the back was a man in a scholarly robe. He was holding a short weapon wrapped in yellow cloth in his hand. He rose and fell silently. From time to time, he would stop and look back carefully before looking at the sky.
Luo Ning reminded in a low voice, “The man at the back is extraordinary. Don’t be careless.”
“Then, let’s kill him first.”
Carrying the long rod, Ye Jingtang quickly arrived at East Center Street and stopped outside a two-story cloth store.
East Center Street was a main street of the capital. It was 30 meters wide. Including the walkways on both sides, there was a distance of 40 meters between the buildings on both sides. Ordinary martial artists couldn’t fly over it at all. Anyone who came here would definitely land here.
Ye Jingtang took a deep breath and suppressed the restless qi and blood in his body. His eyes turned sharp. He held the seven-foot-long rod horizontally on the steps of the cloth store and stepped forward while listening attentively to the movements behind him.
Luo Ning hesitated for a moment, but she still suppressed her emotions. Holding the three-foot-long sword in her hand, her figure was like a blue snake as she circled a pillar outside the cloth store and swam up silently. She hung on the eaves and made no more sound.
Tread, tread, tread…
But in the blink of an eye, footsteps had already arrived above the cloth store.
Whoosh!
Under the silver moon, the burly figure with the man on his back rushed over the eaves first, smashing into the middle of the street like a bull.
Boom!
Then he rushed toward the opposite side of the street!
Ye Jingtang held the rod with both hands and didn’t move at all like a statue. When the light sound of stepping on tiles sounded, his eyes narrowed, and his legs trembled violently!
Crack!
The stone bricks under his feet immediately cracked as Ye Jingtang soared into the sky like an eagle, instantly jumping more than twenty feet and arriving under the eaves.
“Haa!”
The loud shout tore through the long street under the moon!
The seven-foot-long rod in Ye Jingtang’s hand collapsed into a semicircle outside the window on the second floor of the cloth store and swept under the eaves!
Boom!
The entire cornice immediately exploded, turning into shattered wood and debris flying into the sky, almost overturning half of the roof of the cloth store. The long rod carried the vast power of the sea as it smashed toward the figure passing by above.
Logically speaking, with the obstruction in vision, it should be very difficult to defend against this strike.
But the figure above the cloth store was clearly not mediocre.
The middle-aged man in the scholarly robe on the roof had just jumped up when he heard the sound of rushing wind. His expression changed drastically, and he moved the long yellow cloth in his hand to block his side. Then there was a crisp ding.
The yellow cloth wrapped around the weapon exploded, revealing a long black bar mace.
The middle-aged man in the air was like a baseball that had been struck with immense force. His body flew horizontally in the air and crossed over the eaves of the cloth store!
Swish!
Suddenly, a shrill sword cry tore through the night sky!
The woman in blue clothes hanging on the eaves unleashed her full strength. The three-foot-long sword in her hand stabbed up quickly, piercing through the eaves and stabbing straight at the foot of the middle-aged man.
Boom!
With a flash of sword light, the eaves of the cloth store shattered again.
Although the middle-aged man was extremely skilled, in the face of the sudden ambush, the sword edge still cut a bloody gash on his right leg. His entire body fell out of the air and crashed toward the yellow dirt street.
Ye Jingtang knew that this person was an expert. While this man was still in the air, he stepped heavily on a pillar of the cloth store and broke through the night sky. With the rod in one hand, he used the ‘Yellow Dragon Crouching’ and whipped at the middle-aged man.
“Watch out!” It was only now that a reminder came from the murderer lying on the burly man’s back.
The middle-aged man fell to the ground, his right leg drawing a line of blood in the air. Seeing Ye Jingtang pressing down with terrifying momentum, he quickly raised the bar mace.
Bam!
A thunderous explosion rang out on the long street!
When Ye Jingtang’s rod struck down, the dust on the street immediately parted to the left and right, creating a vacuum zone more than ten feet wide.
The dust and soil were swept up by the air wave again, turning into a yellow dragon pressing down on the middle-aged man who had yet to land.
This attack had once smashed ‘Seven-Foot Spear’ Lu Ruan into pieces.
But the middle-aged man was far more powerful than Chen Ming. The bar mace blocked the full-strength strike, but his arms didn’t even bend half an inch by the massive force.
But no matter what kind of god or demon someone was, how could they offset the strength of the Dragon Form on the long rod when they had no foothold in the air?
Boom!
With the swing of the rod, the middle-aged man, who had yet to touch the ground, turned into a cannonball carrying sand and dust and flew more than 100 feet away.
Ye Jingtang’s qi and blood were restless. If he wasn’t calm enough, there would definitely be disadvantages.
But in combat, being violent, fanatical, excited, and bloodthirsty was not a negative state most of the time.
After striking with the rod, Ye Jingtang threw it to Luo Ning and held the hilt of his saber in a reverse grip with his left hand.
Crack!
The cold moon was like frost as saber light flashed on the long street!
Before the middle-aged man in the scholarly robe landed on the ground, Ye Jingtang had already drawn his saber and transformed into a violent dragon breaking through the sea. He strode across the distance of more than 100 feet on the long street in three large strides and slashed at the middle-aged man’s waist.
Clang!
Sparks flew in all directions in the dust!
The middle-aged man blocked the Hornless Dragon Saber with the bar mace and flew backward again.
“Haa!” Ye Jingtang sent the saber in his left hand into his right hand. With a forward slash, he exploded with all his might and caught up to the middle-aged man.
Clang!
Another slash!
The middle-aged man finally hit the ground. On the long yellow dirt street, he plowed a groove more than a foot deep. Before he could get on his feet, Ye Jingtang spun and slashed above his head.
Clang!
Boom!
The street behind the middle-aged man exploded, revealing a pit.
Ye Jingtang landed. He held his saber with both hands over his head and slashed down flagrantly. “Haa!”
Amidst the loud sound of the two weapons colliding, the pit on the ground instantly sank.
The middle-aged man’s arms were like giant pillars holding up the sky and didn’t move at all, but he let out a muffled groan from the immense force. He gritted his teeth and held the mace in his right hand as he slapped the ground with his left hand and pushed himself up.
“Haa—!
The angry roar was like a thunderclap in the night!
Ye Jingtang’s qi and blood surged, and his muscles bulged. The fabric on his upper body and legs instantly burst, revealing the silver soft armor and taut muscles on his legs.
After exploding with so much force, dark red lines appeared on his arms. His muscles were obviously strained, but the saber in his hand was only fast and not slow. The moment the middle-aged man stood up, the long saber slashed upward diagonally toward his waist and abdomen.
Boom!
The two weapons collided, and the yellow dirt was immediately swept away by the air wave, forming a ring-shaped fog belt.
The middle-aged man, who had just landed on one foot, held the bar mace horizontally to block the saber, but this body couldn’t stand still. Like a cannonball, he flew diagonally upward, smashed through the wall of a restaurant, and then flew out of the roof into the air.
Boom!
The middle-aged man coughed out a mouthful of blood in the air. He gritted his teeth, grabbed the auspicious beast on the roof with one hand, and pulled his body to the restaurant beside him. He stood on one foot as if he was nailed to the roof of the restaurant.
Whoosh!
Five saber and two spear moves were exchanged in an instant.
At this moment, the shattered wood and debris filling the sky above the cloth store scattered on the street like raindrops.
Huff… Huff…” Ye Jingtang held his saber and panted like an ox. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes as he stared coldly at the figure on the restaurant.
On the roof of the restaurant, the middle-aged man’s right leg was bleeding profusely, and he could only stand on one foot, but his body was as stable as a pine tree. He held his bar mace in his right hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve. His eyes were cold and full of hatred. “Are you done?!”
Ye Jingtang’s five saber and two spear moves had sent the middle-aged man flying more than a hundred feet. The saber moves had been a combo, and Luo Ning couldn’t catch up with him even though she had chased with all her might.
At this moment, Luo Ning rushed forward and reminded him as if they were facing a great enemy, “Be careful, it’s ‘Blue Steel Mace’ Xu Bailin.”
Hearing this, Ye Jingtang was slightly stunned.
Although he had only been in Jianghu for a short time, he had really heard of ‘Blue Steel Mace’ Xu Bailin.
Like Qiu Tianhe, this person was a top figure in Jianghu. His life goal was to defeat Zhou Chiyang and become one of the Eight Chiefs. He had once challenged Zhou Chiyang to a one-on-one battle. Although he had been defeated with a single sword strike, Zhou Chiyang had accepted the challenge, which meant that this person’s foundation was definitely not low.
No wonder he can still stand…
Ye Jingtang was fearless even when he suddenly bumped into such a famous figure. He glanced at Xu Bailin’s right leg, in which the muscle belly had been cut, and said arrogantly, “I just finished the foreplay—Bah. I’ve just warmed up.. How can you ask if I’m done? If you have the guts, come down and return in kind!”
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