C13 killing decision

Sun Tong glared viciously at Zhao Mingzhe, gritted his teeth, and said:

"Finally, when you come out from Phoenix Cry Sect, Zhao Mingzhe, you will have to die in my hands today in order to vent the hatred in my heart!"

Zhao Mingzhe's expression became serious, and thought to himself, Sun Tong's strength is at the seventh level of the Body Tempering stage, which is one level higher than's. But Sun Tong Tian's left hand was chopped off by Jin Xuan, so it is inevitable that his strength will be reduced, and with Sun Tong not knowing about his recent cultivation growth, killing him all out, Sun Tong might not be his opponent!

"Sun Tong, have you heard of something?"

"What do you mean?"

"There's a path to heaven, but you refuse to take it. There's no door to hell, yet you barged in!"

As his voice fell, Zhao Mingzhe's body flashed, and he took the lead to rush towards Sun Tong. Sun Tong's face turned cold. As his long blade hacked downwards, a faint whistling sound could be heard.

This move looked extremely ordinary, but Sun Tong had actually left behind three ruthless moves. The moment Zhao Mingzhe dodged, Sun Tong had the confidence to instantly use this move to kill Zhao Mingzhe.

What Sun Tong did not expect was that Zhao Mingzhe did not even try to dodge, and did not even take out his sword from its sheath, but instead rushed forward with his head down, as though he wanted to use his body and blade to retaliate.

Sun Tong's face revealed a sinister smile, his blade pressed down, and just as it was about to land on Zhao Mingzhe's head, he saw that Zhao Mingzhe's legs did not move, and with the strength from his waist, his body made a strange turn, and dodged the blade attack.

Sun Tong's eyes narrowed as he shouted, "Sweep through thousands of enemies!" In this split-second, Sun Tong's long saber turned from a hack down to a sweep. Zhao Mingzhe's eyes turned cold as he explosively shouted:

"Cross Medallion Sword, break!"

In the midst of the clanging sounds, Zhao Mingzhe did not care about the incoming long blade at all. Instead, he unsheathed his sword and thrusted out twice with lightning speed, which formed a cross in the air and enveloped Sun Tong with a cold aura.

With a groan, Sun Tong's face turned malevolent, his eyes filled with disbelief. However, the long blade in his hand had already fallen to the ground, and a cross shaped wound could be seen on his neck.

"Shua!" Zhao Mingzhe's long sword returned to its sheath. From making his move to making his move, to returning it, the entire movement seemed to have been completed in one go, and was incomparably decisive.

With a "Putong" sound, Sun Tong's body fell onto the ground, and he instantly stopped breathing. Zhao Mingzhe bent over and shifted Sun Tong's hand, looking at him as if he was pointing to his right.

Letting out a breath, Zhao Mingzhe turned around to the left and quickly disappeared into the forest. He didn't even bother to check if there was anything important on Sun Tong's body …

Not long later, three figures quickly rushed over from the place where Zhao Mingzhe and Sun Tong were fighting. One of them, was Zhao Meng.

Seeing that Sun Tong died with grievances, Zhao Meng's face darkened. Beside him was a man with a full beard, who had a surprised look on his face as he said in a low voice:

"Although Sun Tong lost a hand, he was after all a Body Tempering Seventh Stage martial artist. Yet, he was killed by Zhao Mingzhe?"

Zhao Meng squinted his eyes, and said with a gloomy face:

"Because of Zhao Mingzhe, Sun Tong lost a hand to Ye Jinxuan. Today, he wanted to personally kill Zhao Mingzhe to get revenge, so I didn't stop him. Just that, even if Zhao Mingzhe were to defeat Yuan Hao on the Heaven's Mandate Stage, there is no reason for him to be able to kill Sun Tong.

The bearded man continued:

"Young master, it seems like this kid has been hiding his true strength. Now, no matter what happens, he can't let this disaster continue."

Zhao Meng nodded, and pointed to Sun Tong's corpse:

"Follow the direction Sun Tong pointed to before he died. Kill Zhao Mingzhe the moment you see him."

The bearded man said hesitantly:

"Young master, could it be that Zhao Mingzhe deliberately left behind the wrong information for us to fall for?"

"Probably not. The direction that Sun Tong pointed at after death was where low-level monsters roamed. According to common sense, Zhao Mingzhe should either return to the sect or flee in this direction. If he chooses to escape back to the sect, the people I have arranged would definitely let him die without a trace, and if he runs in the opposite direction, facing powerful demon beasts, this fellow will definitely be better off dead. Right now, we can just chase him in the direction Sun Tong points in! "

With that said, the three of them gradually disappeared from the forest, chasing in the direction Sun Tong's corpse pointed towards …

Since Sun Tong had appeared, this matter definitely had to be related to Zhao Meng. As the Young Patriarch of the Zhao Family, Zhao Meng had many experts by his side, and right now, his parents were no longer in the clan in name, so it was highly likely that Zhao Meng would send people to continue robbing and killing him.

Since his current strength was insufficient, the best way was to return to the sect and hide. However, since Zhao Meng had already begun to attack him, it was impossible for him to not have any backup plans.

After Zhao Mingzhe used Sun Tong's corpse to leave behind the wrong information, he immediately made a decision. He decided to avoid the main mountain range of Broken Peak Valley and return to the sect through a route that Zhao Meng did not expect. Even if it was a place where high level beasts might appear, it was still better than walking into a trap.

Along the way, Zhao Mingzhe avoided the experiential learning crowd as much as possible. Just as he was about to safely bypass the Broken Peak Valley, he heard a rustling sound coming from the grass on his left.

Zhao Mingzhe's heart trembled, he felt that a demon beast had appeared. In this world, there were eight different levels according to the fierceness of the demon beasts: Berserker, Vicious, Bloodthirsty, Bedevilment, Demonic, Crystal, Inner Core, and Divine.

With Zhao Mingzhe's current strength, he wouldn't have any problems fighting against Barbarian Beasts. If a Vicious Beast appeared, he could still barely escape, but once the Bloodthirsty Beast appeared, he could only wait for death.

Just as Zhao Mingzhe was feeling uneasy in his heart, two gray colored wolves that were over two meters tall stood in front of him. The dark blue eyes of the Ash Wolf radiated a frightening, vicious light, as it stared unwaveringly at the lonely Zhao Mingzhe.

The Ash Wolf was a type of Barbarian level demonic beast. Its speed was extremely fast and it was incomparably savage. However, the Ash Wolf was different from ordinary wild wolves; it did not like to live in packs. Both of them hunted together and had great teamwork with each other. Even a single vicious beast would not dare to provoke two Ash Wolves that appeared at the same time.

At this moment, Zhao Mingzhe was only one person. Seeing the two Ash Wolf, who were closing in on him with their fangs bared, he could only grip the long sword in his hands tightly and remain on alert. He did not dare to attack first to prevent himself from being caught by the Ash Wolf.

One man, two wolves. After staring at each other for a while, the wolf on the left stared at Zhao Mingzhe and began to slowly move towards one side. Zhao Mingzhe frowned, but did not make a move.

After a while, Zhao Mingzhe felt that the wolf on his left was about to circle behind him as it continued to move. It seemed that this wolf was very smart, it had to coordinate its tactics, and wanted to attack Zhao Mingzhe from the front and back!

If they continued to wait, they would only become more passive. Zhao Mingzhe's gaze turned cold and with a loud roar, his longsword pierced towards the Ash Wolf in front of him. "Awoo!" The wolf that had already circled to the left quickly pounced at him.

"Scram!"

Zhao Mingzhe, who had been on guard this entire time, slashed twice in midair with his longsword in the shape of a cross, slashing onto the body of the Ash Wolf. Accompanied by a miserable cry, the Ash Wolf was struck and retreated backwards.

However, when Zhao Mingzhe brandished his sword, he was also forced to dodge to the left. Looking at the location, his back was already facing the other Ash Wolf!

The other Ash Wolf naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity. It suddenly pounced from behind Zhao Mingzhe, opened its bloody mouth, and bit towards the back of Zhao Mingzhe's neck.

Clenching his teeth, Zhao Mingzhe's wrist turned, causing the sword to spin extremely fast. From the looks of it, it was as though the sword was going to commit suicide as it pierced towards his chest.