Chapter 57: The Prodigal Son

  "In the direction of three o'clock, about four thousand meters away, is the territory of a mid-fourth-stage Patterned Star Leopard. There are three mid-stage warriors there, all with relatively average strength. With caution, the task can be completed."

  As soon as the little elf's voice fell, Su Ming rushed towards the direction of three o'clock. After what happened earlier, Su Qing had actually left the unicorn in the wilderness forest, and it was taken away by others.

  When Su Ming arrived at the territory of the Starlight Leopard, the fierce battle between the three men and the beast was nearing its end. The Starlight Leopard's abdomen had been torn open with a long gash, blood flowing ceaselessly, and it was already swaying unsteadily on the ground. Meanwhile, only two of the three mid-stage warriors were injured, with half their strength still intact. It was estimated that in one or two more rounds, the Starlight Leopard would be killed by the three warriors.

  "Animals are human friends, how can we hunt them? These three guys are too shameless, I must help the little leopard." Su Ming said in a low voice, while taking out the Xuan Tie Bow.

  After aiming at the target, Su Ming shot out an arrow without hesitation, and another arrow after that. After shooting two arrows, Su Ming left his original position and stepped on the cloud to chase after the three mid-term warriors.

  "Who." The uninjured mid-term warrior discovered the sneak-attacking arrow, and with a horizontal slash of his knife, he split the Xuan Iron Arrow open. As he searched for his target, he found that a layer of frost had attached itself to his hand, and his speed of action had slowed down significantly, causing him to tense up.

  "Second brother, be careful." He didn't find the sneak attacker but found a dark iron arrow shooting towards his own brother, and hastily reminded him.

  At this time, the second brother in the man's mouth was attacking the star leopard, and he didn't even realize that there was an arrow behind him. When he cut the star leopard with one knife, the Xuan Tie arrow shot through his chest from behind, and this arrow contained three-tenths of Su Ming's spiritual power, and also carried the attribute of gold.

  Su Ming was already in the mid-Heavenly Circuit, and his combat power was comparable to that of a late-Heavenly Circuit cultivator. Therefore, it would be easy for him to kill a mid-Heavenly Circuit cultivator. If there weren't three mid-Heavenly Circuit cultivators present, Su Ming absolutely wouldn't have wasted the Xuan Tie Arrow on a sneak attack.

  "Second brother, second younger brother." The other two congenital mid-term martial artists saw their brothers being ambushed to death, let out a loud roar, and immediately discovered Su Ming's presence.

  "Big brother, you killed the Star Leopard, I'll avenge Second Brother." Seeing Su Ming approaching him, the mid-term innate martial artist abandoned the Star Leopard and attacked Su Ming instead.

  At this time, only a flash of golden light was seen, Su Ming's one knife broke through the attack of the Xiantian Martial Artist. When he saw that the martial artist's weapon had not been broken, he was somewhat puzzled in his heart. He thought that his full-strength slash could cut off the opponent's weapon, but unexpectedly it only blocked the opponent's attack.

  "Master, you can only bring out the power of this sword by using the Golden Sword technique. Otherwise, it's just a sharp weapon that won't be enough to defeat an enemy with one move."

  After hearing the explanation of the little elf, Su Ming nodded his head. Now he only knew the first move of the Nameless Sword Scripture, Wu Ying Jian, and was unable to infuse it with spiritual power, making it almost powerless. Su Ming merely used it to increase his speed and give his enemies an additional freezing effect.

  Helpless, Su Ming put away the Golden Sword and took out the Silver Snake Sword. A cold light flashed, and Su Ming slashed a sword on the right arm of the mid-term warrior, although it only scratched his clothes, but it attached a layer of frost to his right arm.

  At this time, Su Ming's left hand formed a fist and activated the Broken Shield Technique. In that instant, he let out a low shout in his heart: "Tian Shuang Fist".

  One punch was thrown out, and the mid-term warrior directly flew out, while a mouthful of blood was spat out.

  Su Ming struck the mid-stage warrior with all his might because another warrior had already taken care of Wen Tian Xiang and was now attacking him.

  Facing the warrior's angry strike, Su Ming retreated three steps before stabilizing his figure. At this time, he knew that without the assistance of the Broken Shield Technique, his attack power barely reached that of an average late-stage Innate, and in terms of strength comparison, it was even inferior to a mid-stage Innate. Knowing his own shortcomings, Su Ming felt that his cultivation level must be improved, otherwise, he would always be at a disadvantage in terms of strength comparison.

  Generally, a martial artist who reaches the middle stage of Innate Realm and possesses the power of Qi will basically reach the fourth level. One level boundary is double the strength, which is basically unstoppable.

  As for the fifth layer, it must reach the Tianling realm, because the power of the fifth layer's energy reaches 16,000, and the body of a pre-heavenly strong person cannot emit such a powerful force.

  Knowing that his strength was inferior to the opponent, Su Ming changed his attacking mode, using Yun Zong Mei Ying and Wu Ying Jian to launch a sneak attack. Although the attack power was not strong, it made the mid-term innate realm martial artist more and more flustered, and the movement speed also became slower and slower.

  Just as Su Ming felt he had a chance to win with one blow, the mid-term congenital martial artist suddenly surged in momentum, his war knife swung out in rapid succession, and wave after wave of air forced Su Ming back, unable to get close. When Su Ming opened up some distance between them, he suddenly felt himself being locked down by an aura.

  "Cut off the mountain and behead."

  A low growl, a mid-term congenital martial artist slashed at Su Ming with one knife, the spiritual power in the air was extremely violent and made a hissing sound.

  Faced with this knife, Su Ming felt a sense of threat. Just as he was about to dodge, he found that he couldn't avoid the knife no matter how hard he tried. It was as if the knife was attacking him from all sides, and he couldn't evade it no matter what.

  At this time, Su Ming was already unable to use any martial skills and could only raise his sword to resist. With both hands gripping the hilt, he exerted all 4,000 jin of strength and swung at the battle knife.

  "You're no match for me, go die." Mid-term congenital martial artist saw Su Ming resist his knife with all his might, and was overjoyed in his heart. In his eyes, Su Ming was undoubtedly dead.

  Boom

  Swords clashed, the fierce spiritual energy collided, Su Ming was instantly knocked flying out, a mouthful of blood spurted out. At this moment, he felt that both his arm bones were broken, and several ribs in front of his chest were also fractured. As for the silver snake sword in his hand, it was cut off.

  "You're still not dead, quite tenacious, but you will definitely die." The congenital again attacked Su Ming, only this time his attack power had greatly weakened, equivalent to that of an ordinary warrior.

  Su Ming struggled to support himself and dodged to one side, the knife that was originally aimed at his neck landed on his left shoulder. Feeling that the knife had only cut through his skin, Su Ming let out a sigh of relief and felt great joy in his heart. It seemed that this guy's previous knife strike wasn't his true strength after all, and he should also be entering a weakened state now.

  Su Ming flipped over, rolling continuously on the ground, creating distance before using his powerful legs to stand up from the ground. Although his hands and chest were injured, his legs were perfectly fine. At this moment, he still possessed fighting strength, whereas the mid-term First Heaven in front of him was getting weaker and weaker.

  Su Ming dodged while swallowing the Huachun Dan, at this time the second-grade elixir was being swallowed into his mouth like it was worthless, if there were other warriors here, they would definitely scold him as a prodigal son.