Global Martial Arts: Slaughter to Become Emperor

Chapter 161 Fang Ping Returns

Chapter 162 Fang Ping Returns (Happy Dragon Boat Festival!)

"Kaku!"

A loud shout came from nearby. The next moment, Fang Ping not only sensed the movement of energy particles, but also heard the whistling sound of an arrow coming from nearby!

There are archers of mid-level skill here!

Fang Ping grabbed his weapon and ran. He hadn't expected his bones to make such a loud noise after being tempered.

This exposed us completely, so we had no choice but to run back, or we would definitely be dead.

As soon as he ran, the underground warriors who were patrolling the caves saw him. In an instant, seven or eight people, all of them of medium rank, chased after him from all directions!

Archers kept firing arrows, and fifth-rank experts walked through the air, pointing the way for the others! Ahead, mid-rank experts were also closing in!

Fang Ping's face darkened, and he immediately began to run north. After all, he was only a third-rank official; if he were surrounded by these mid-rank officials, he would be doomed.

Even less would be needed, as his internal organs are not yet tempered, and any attack on them would definitely cause internal organ damage.

The next moment, a long arrow struck Fang Ping from behind, aiming straight for the back of his head.

Fang Ping didn't stop either. A rich aura of blood and qi erupted from his feet, and he escaped by floating in the air without touching the ground!

Fang Ping didn't kill every low-ranking martial artist he encountered. When there were many of them, he would consume a lot of his energy and escape by stepping into the air.

More and more powerful figures were chasing from behind, and not only from behind, but also from the front, where mid-grade martial artists appeared to block the way.

"Those who block my way shall die!"

Fang Ping roared! His longsword gleamed with a rich, bloody light. Undeterred by the powerful figures blocking his path, he drew his spear and prepared to fight.

The next moment, Fang Ping suddenly stopped, then turned a corner and continued running!

The gun-wielding warrior paused for a moment, then, filled with rage, shouted a few times and quickly chased after Fang Ping!

This wasn't the first. When Fang Ping encountered the next martial artist blocking his way, he roared again, and the light of his longsword almost pierced through the air—a sign that he was unleashing a powerful attack to fight for his life.

However, halfway through his ultimate move, Fang Ping once again found a way to escape.

This is something only Fang Ping can do, since he can replenish his qi and blood at any time, so he doesn't care about the consumption. If someone else had such a burst of energy twice, their qi and blood would have been completely depleted long ago.

Just as Fang Ping was assessing the situation, a whooshing sound came from behind – a sixth-rank martial artist had arrived.

Fang Ping's thoughts were in disarray. He stopped floating in the air and fell into the still-uncleared grass, frantically trying to escape.

The sixth-rank martial artist chasing from the air didn't land either; he swung his fist directly downwards, sending out streaks of bloody light that shattered Fang Ping's surroundings, sending grass, trees, and dirt flying everywhere.

A mid-level martial artist can project their qi and blood outwards.

A sixth-rank martial artist possesses abundant and concentrated qi and blood, making him even stronger. With just a few casual punches, Fang Ping would be dead.

Fang Ping didn't care about his image at this moment. He ran wildly with his back bent. Sometimes, when he couldn't avoid an obstacle, he would roll on the ground, get up, and continue running.

By discarding his weapons to reduce his load, Fang Ping quickly fled.

Meanwhile, the sixth-rank underground warrior on the other side was furious. It had taken him so long to chase a third-rank warrior. He picked up a knife that Fang Ping had thrown down.

His qi and blood condensed and erupted, shooting the long sword towards Fang Ping.

Fang Ping's mental energy frantically warned him, but he was powerless to stop it. Gritting his teeth, he forced his body to deviate slightly, and the longsword pierced through Fang Ping's arm and became embedded in his left arm.

Using this momentum, Fang Ping leaped forward a large step.

The next moment, another sound came from behind.

Fang Ping gritted his teeth, took another small step, and a short knife pierced through his left arm once more.

With his left arm repeatedly injured, Fang Ping felt as if his bones had been severed, but at this moment, his internal organs could not be harmed.

He had to maintain some fighting power with his right arm, so he could only rely on his left arm to hold on. If he moved too much, he would soon be caught up by his opponent.

Just then, Fang Ping, whose mind was beginning to wander, saw the shadow of Hope City.

Almost there, that's right, this time I really didn't make the wrong choice. Fang Ping was glad he made that decision.

"Hope City!"

Fang Ping's eyes lit up instantly! The underground martial artists chasing behind slowed their pace; under extreme running conditions...

Everyone's speed decreased, but Fang Ping maintained a high speed, which prevented the others from catching up with him.

The sight of Hope City ahead means they have entered its radiation zone.

Meanwhile, the sixth-rank martial artist opposite him also saw the shadow of Hope City, so he unleashed his blood energy and accelerated towards Fang Ping. After all, he had previously thought that a third-rank martial artist wouldn't consume much blood energy.

Therefore, they didn't unleash their full power, since an unleashed attack might alert the sixth-rank cultivators of the Land of Rebirth.

As for now, we can't possibly put this strange third-rank in. At worst, we'll just have to fight a sixth-rank in the Land of Rebirth. If we can't beat them, we can at least run away.

The next moment, a sixth-rank underground warrior rushed behind Fang Ping, and Fang Ping swung his sword backward.

The cave warrior remained indifferent, unconcerned about Fang Ping's outburst, and threw a punch at Fang Ping's longsword!

With a loud thud, Fang Ping was sent flying backward, blood gushing from his mouth.

Before Fang Ping could leap up, the sixth-rank underground warrior reappeared in front of him and threw another punch!

Just as the fist was about to strike, Fang Ping was suddenly delighted and looked at the sky behind him.

The underground warriors turned around to investigate.

While the underground warriors were still in a daze, Fang Ping quickly continued running forward.

Just now, when the other party was about to kill him, Fang Ping used his mental energy to interfere, and then showed a look of ecstatic joy, probably because the other party thought a grandmaster had arrived.

However, these were just two minor envoys, and they couldn't hold out for long. The sixth-rank underground warriors, realizing what was happening, angrily chased after them.

As the sixth-rank underground warriors attacked, Fang Ping could only keep throwing his weapons backward to attract their attention.

"Bang, bang, bang"

With several consecutive sounds, all the weapons were gone. When he felt the sound of a fist cutting through the air behind him, Fang Ping suddenly fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. His head lolled to the side. The sixth-grade underground cave warrior was slightly stunned.

In that moment of stunned silence, Fang Ping, who had just been tilting his head, suddenly got up and continued running forward.

This guy is actually faking his death. If Qin Fengqing were here, the two of them should exchange tips. They both know how to cheat and swindle, and they've even achieved considerable success in real combat.

"Help!"

"Help!"

"I'm going to die, Great Lion, General Xu—"

Fang Ping ran and roared. He was really going to die. If he didn't get rid of this guy behind him, a few more punches would shatter his internal organs, no matter how strong his blood and qi were.

The fact that he hasn't broken yet is thanks to the Body Tempering Pill he took before, which also tempered his internal organs and provided him with plenty of blood and energy to repair his injuries.

When the sound of something cutting through the air came again from behind, Fang Ping was filled with despair.

die!"

The next second, a roar reverberated in Fang Ping's ears!

"boom!"

The deafening roar and the overflowing power of his blood and qi caused Fang Ping to stumble forward several times.

Fang Ping ran forward a short distance, then looked back and saw Tang Feng had arrived. Now he was safe.