32 Life or Death Pursui (2/2)

“Little kid…you’ve been hiding pretty deeply. Your true strength is close to the fifth rank of the Martial Path. However, you will still die today.” The gray-clothed man had arrived.

There was a dead silence as the two faced one another.

“Who sent you here? Was it Zhao Tianjian?” Zhao Feng stared at the gray-clothed man. He was 80% certain that Zhao Tianjian was the mastermind.

He only had one mortal enemy within Sun Feather City, and that was Zhao Tianjian and his son.

“Hahaha…it doesn’t matter who it was or wasn’t since you’re going to die either way.” The gray-clothed man laughed cruelly and moved like a ghost. The curved blade in his hand sliced towards Zhao Feng.

_Shua! Shua! Shua!_

Zhao Feng felt that the enemy had a high tier footwork skill and super fast attack speed. Only with the help of his left eye was he able to dodge these attacks. If it were someone else that had reached the fourth or fifth rank of the Martial Path, they would probably have already been killed.

The thin curved blade in the gray-clothed man’s hand was very sharp. Even Xin Tong’s Bronze Skin wouldn’t be able to block it.

If Zhao Feng was to take one hit, he would definitely lose his life here. He was also trying to find flaws in the enemy. However, the gray-clothed man was very experienced and had been in many life-death situations, so he had few flaws.

_High ranked sword skill, high ranked footwork skill, high rank Inner Strength skill. All of them have reached the High level. His sword skill has almost reached the Peak level._ While Zhao Feng was barely managing to dodge, he also estimated the opponent’s strength.

The evaluation made his heart go cold.

The cultivation of the gray-clothed man had reached the peak of the fifth rank and was close to the sixth. With high tier martial arts he was definitely a peak fighter from the fifth ranks of the Martial Path.

As the fight continued, Zhao Feng felt his internal injury getting worse.

_I will definitely die if we keep on fighting in close combat…why not…,_ Zhao Feng’s eyes flashed as he thought of a plan.

_Teng!_

He suddenly exited the fight and pushed Lightly Floating Ferry and Air Crossing Breathing Technique to the limit. Instantly he dashed through the trees and headed into the deeper parts of the Sky Cloud Forest.

This time, since he had exposed his strength, his Lightly Floating Ferry was half again faster then before.

“Where are you running?” the gray-clothed man exclaimed as he immediately followed.

Zhao Feng started to calm down after running a few miles. His opponent, relying on his cultivation and high ranked, high level footwork skill, had speed on par with himself.

As Zhao Feng ran he scouted a path for himself by using his left eye, and tried to find obstacles that could stall the enemy behind him. Since his left eye could see further and clearer than any normal vision, Zhao Feng was like a fish in the water that swam swiftly without stopping.

However, the gray-clothed man was distracted by those obstacles, such as leaves and branches.

“Hmph, although I cannot throw you off, I can still take you further down into the Sky Cloud Forest and make us perish together,” Zhao Feng muttered forcefully. He could feel that Lightly Floating Ferry was improving as he ran.

Zhao Feng’s plan required there a few deadly beasts about.

_Roar~_

The deadly beast’s roar caused the gray-clothed man’s heart to jump.

“This little bastard…hateful!” The man in gray clenched his teeth. If the beasts were low tier, such as the fourth, fifth, or sixth rank of the Martial Path, the gray-clothed man would be able to protect himself.

However, if they were unlucky and met high tier deadly beasts, normal Martial Artists wouldn’t even have the chance to run. That was because high tier deadly beasts had strengths comparable to Martial Masters, the same as the elders of the Zhao sect…

Zhao Feng’s plan was very simple - to lead the gray-clothed man to places with more deadly beasts. Since his left eye had super-vision, Zhao Feng could easily see everything within a fifteen km radius. When the two of them reached a place where there were deadly beasts, Zhao Feng would instantly hide in the dead corner of the beasts awaeness so that the beast would find the gray-clothed man first.

_Roar! Roar!_

Zhao Feng led the gray-clothed man towards two Silver Striped Blood Leopards with nasty faces. Their bodies were even bigger than the Green Headed Tiger King.

Zhao Feng estimated that the Silver Striped Blood Leopard’s strength was around the fifth rank of the Martial Path.

As soon as they entered the Silver Striped Blood Leopards’ territory and disturbed them, Zhao Feng immediately hid between the branches of a tree and quickly used Hiding Air Technique to erase his aura.

His Hiding Air Technique had reached the high level and could now fully erase his aura, including scent as well as dropping his body heat.

Zhao Feng dodged the two Silver Striped Blood Leopards’ senses.The gray-clothed man pursuing behind however, was not so lucky. He did not have Zhao Feng’s eyesight which could see everything within fifteen km.

_Roar, roar! Hu—-_

The two Silver Striped Blood Leopards pounced towards the gray-clothed man.

“Shameless kid!” the gray-clothed man swore. He knew where Zhao Feng was, but the two Silver Striped Leopards had come for him instead!

The Silver Striped Blood Leopards had amazing speed as they whipped through the branches. Their strength was around the peak of the fifth rank.

If there was only one, the gray-clothed man could easily defeat it, but since there were two, it would be difficult.

Just as the man in gray was being beaten by the Silver Striped Blood Leopards -

“Hahaha…”

Zhao Feng, hidden between the gaps of a tree, laughed gloatingly. With his mysterious left eye, his survival rate was much higher than others.

“Hehe, do not blame me for helping,” Zhao Feng laughed darkly as he took the Silver Bow off his back and attached three poison arrows to it…