Chapter Forty-Eight: The Hunt

The old man in white hesitated slightly, then gently patted the storage bag on his waist, and a jade hairpin appeared under his feet. The old man in white pointed at the jade hairpin, and the jade hairpin quickly soared. The old man in white stepped up, stretched out his hand and pointed at the jade hairpin, and the jade hairpin flew out of the cave quickly.

Night fell, Ye Hailong was pondering in the hall of the Haisha Gang's main altar, when the door opened, and a disciple of the Haisha Gang hurriedly walked in.

"Gang leader, my subordinates were ordered by the gang leader to closely monitor Deputy Gang Leader Liu, and just now I found that he was wearing black clothes and secretly walking out with his own weapons. The disciple of the Haisha Gang said in a deep voice.

"I know, you go out first, don't alarm him. The corners of Ye Hailong's mouth twitched, and he said coldly.

The Haisha Gang disciple agreed, quickly turned around and went out.

"Hmph, if you want to escape, how can this seat let you get your wish!" Ye Hailong muttered coldly, clutched the sword at his waist, and walked out quickly.

The night was thick, and the entire Haisha Gang had fallen silent, and the surrounding area was so quiet that even a needle could be heard falling on the ground. Liu Feiying was holding a Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand, carrying a burden on his back, wearing black clothes, and running wildly on the road. Because of its extreme speed, its figure seems to have turned into an afterimage.

After climbing over a few mountains, Liu Feiying's speed slowed down significantly, and his breathing became heavier. After all, with a lot of gold, silver and jewelry in the package on his back, and dozens of catties of weapons in his hands, no matter how profound the light body exercises were, it was impossible to run so fast all the time.

Recalling the secret report from the Haisha Gang agents during the day, Liu Feiying still had palpitations. The word "cultivator!" made Liu Feiying feel deep fear from the bottom of his heart.

It is rumored that a Jianghu force in Jingzhou, which was much larger than Yuzhou a few decades ago, was killed by hundreds of people overnight by the cultivator behind him because he offended a person who was close to the cultivator, and all the important people in that force were spared.

It is said that the cultivator was extremely young, and the flying sword he used was extremely sharp, and the slightest touch of any weapon or person would destroy the person. This matter has spread to several nearby regions, and all the older generation in the rivers and lakes have heard about it.

Thinking of Feng Fan's sharp gaze staring at him, cold sweat flowed from Liu Feiying's forehead. Liu Feiying firmly believed that if Feng Fan returned, he would definitely not let him go, so Liu Feiying took advantage of the late night to pack up his things and say goodbye.

Just as Liu Feiying was moving forward quickly and crossing another mountain, Liu Feiying suddenly stopped, because there was a middle-aged man standing more than ten feet away in front of him.

Liu Feiying looked at it, and his face immediately showed a look of horror as if he had seen a ghost, it turned out that it was Ye Hailong standing opposite. And the person who can stand quietly more than a dozen feet away from him before he discovers it is probably no longer able to find anyone other than that Feng Fan and the leader of the three major forces.

"Gang Leader Liu, are you still in a hurry so late, I don't know what important things to do?" Ye Hailong came to a foot in front of Liu Feiying and asked with a smile.

"Help ...... help the leader forgive the sins, the subordinates heard that Feng Fan is a cultivator today, so they fled overnight, I hope that the help leader will forgive the flying eagle for the sake of ...... Feiying's loyalty to the gang leader for so many years!" Liu Feiying forcibly suppressed the horror in his heart and stammered and begged Ye Hailong.

"Gang Leader Liu, no matter how strong your opponent is, you shouldn't flee without permission, this is a capital crime!" Ye Hailong roared angrily.

"Gang master, with the strength of our mortal beings to compete with the cultivators, it is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, and please help the main body to investigate the hardships of his subordinates, please help the master think twice!" Hearing Ye Hailong's thunderous voice, Liu Feiying's heart jumped, and he tried to calm down his fear, and said with a forced smile.

"This seat gives you a chance, if you return with this seat now, and then fight a strong enemy together, this seat can spare you from dying!" Ye Hailong's face was extremely gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said.

"Forgive your subordinates for their fate!" Liu Feiying's face changed, he shook the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand, and said with a fierce expression.

"Very good, then let me see how far the Thirty-six Path Soul Chasing Halberd of the Willow Gang Master has been practiced over the years. Sen Leng's words squeezed out from between Ye Hailong's teeth.

The next moment, Ye Hailong's right hand moved slightly, and with a "bang", the long sword suddenly came out of its sheath. In the light of the moon, the long sword shone with a faint brilliance.

"Gang Leader Liu, don't say that this seat is ruthless and unrighteous, if Gang Master Liu can take the thirty-six moves of this seat, this seat will let you leave. Ye Hailong had a hint of banter on his face.

"Then the subordinate will be disrespectful to the helper. Hearing this, Liu Feiying's heart suddenly swelled with a strong desire to survive. Liu Feiying knew that he was not Ye Hailong's opponent at all, but he still chose to defect. After all, there is still a chance for Shangye Hailong to get out, if he meets that Fengfan Evil Star, Liu Feiying knows deeply that he has no chance of surviving, and the news he got from the secret agent has already frightened the third gang leader of the Haisha Gang.

With this in mind, Liu Feiying roared loudly and waved the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand rapidly. Dozens of silver rays of light immediately appeared around his body, and when facing the top master Ye Hailong, Liu Feiying chose to defend.

Ye Hailong's figure flickered and disappeared. When his figure reappeared, he had already come to Liu Feiying's side. Ye Hailong's light body exercises have been practiced to the point of reaching the peak, and it can be said that he has come and gone without a trace.

When Ye Hailong's figure suddenly appeared, the long sword in his hand had already stabbed out. The dense defense formed by Liu Feiying's Fang Tian Painting Halberd happened to meet Ye Hailong's long sword, and a crisp sound spread throughout the valley. In an instant, all the light emitted by Liu Feiying's Fang Tian Painting Halberd disappeared without a trace.

With the incessant sound of gold and iron echoing in the valley, the weapons of the two collided several times. Although the size and weight of the long sword in Ye Hailong's hand and Fang Tian's painting halberd were incomparable, every time it hit, Fang Tian's painting halberd seemed to have suffered an extremely heavy blow, and Liu Feiying's figure was constantly retreating. On the contrary, Ye Hailong's figure is extremely chic, and his gestures are extremely relaxed, and the gap between the strengths of the two is undoubted.

Liu Feiying's body continued to retreat rapidly, trying in vain to widen the distance between him and Ye Hailong, so as to give full play to the advantages of Fang Tian's halberd, but this wishful thinking was simply a mirage.

Whenever Liu Feiying had just distanced himself from Ye Hailong, Ye Hailong stuck it like a ghost, so that Liu Feiying couldn't get rid of the haunting opponent at all.