Chapter 90: Capturing the Man in Black

  Taking advantage of the chaos, Zhao Ji was extremely cautious, but still gave the black-clothed man a great sense of crisis. In the gap between fighting with many Luo family warriors, he could still hand over the dagger in his hand and attack Zhao Ji.

  A dagger, in the hands of a man in black, seemed extremely agile, as if it had infinite changes. When the dagger was handed forward, it happened to be pointing at the tip of Autumn Water Sword.

  A clear and crisp "ding" sound, a surge of power that was not weak at all could be felt in the Autumn Water Sword, immediately, Zhao Ji relaxed his hand, before the power had even been transmitted over, he had already cut it off.

  In fact, Zhao had already estimated this a long time ago. Even if he was hot-blooded and his head was temporarily feverish, wanting to exchange blows with a top martial artist, the gap in their strength would not escape his notice.

  So Zhao had thought it through long ago and was determined not to clash head-on with the man in black, and the move of scattering his sword was also planned out beforehand.

  He unsheathed his Autumn Water Sword and Zhao Ji's body rolled forward one step, at the same time, he drew out the soft sword from his waist.

  The Wudang school's Raozhi Roushu Jianfa and Rouyun Jianfa are both sword techniques suitable for soft swords, with the power to astonish people when performed with alloy soft swords.

  In his daily life, Zhao Ji often practiced two kinds of swordsmanship with a soft alloy sword. At this time, the soft sword was unsheathed, and conditioned reflexes generally led to one style of swordsmanship being struck out.

  The alloy soft sword was dull and had no light, not like the autumn water sword that was extremely bright. When one sword came out, it was silent and reached the front of the black-clothed man.

  Can't help but say that the black-clad man's senses are indeed sharp, and even Zhao Ji's change of move was detected by him. The dagger struck downwards, directly hitting Zhao Ji.

  The black-clothed man's agility didn't seem like that of a martial artist, but rather more like an assassin. Coupled with his strange and agile movement skills, the possibility of him being an assassin was extremely high.

  With a downward slash of the dagger, just as it was about to hit the alloy soft sword, Zhao's right hand slightly shook, and the soft sword's blade slightly trembled. The sword body curved into an arc, producing a strange change.

  The Soft Finger Sword Technique and the Soft Cloud Sword Technique were famous for their softness, cleverness, and unpredictability. At this time, the black-clothed man had learned his lesson, and under an unexpected attack, he was struck by another sword on his leg.

  "How dare you, you little brat! You also dare to hurt me? Go die!"

  A furious roar reached its peak, the black-clad man made a hateful move, and with a swift turn of his dagger, he stabbed towards Zhao Ji's throat, clearly in a killing rhythm.

  The black-clad man's cultivation was powerful, and killing people was easy for him. However, in extremely unfavorable situations, escaping should be the top priority, while killing came second.

  But this second injury clearly enraged the man in black, and he actually developed a murderous intent towards Zhao Ji, wanting to kill him quickly.

  The man in black had a keen sense of feeling, and Zhao Ji's sense of danger was not bad either. His courage was also not bad. Just as the dagger was about to reach him, the alloy soft sword curved and landed on top of the dagger.

  The inner strength of the five layers of tomorrow was poured into the alloy soft sword, making the treasure sword tremble slightly and emit a series of light hums.

  The alloy soft sword had just parried the dagger when a surge of tremendous force was transmitted, and this time Zhao Jiukou couldn't let go in time. He was directly knocked back by the force, and a stream of internal energy entered his body, injuring his internal organs.

  In the midst of flashing knives and swords, he retreated several steps in a row, his body retreating while bleeding from the corner of his mouth, clearly severely injured.

  His face was stern, filled with murderous intent, his right hand tightly grasping the alloy soft sword, not willing to relax in the slightest, as if he would continue charging forward at any moment. Meanwhile, his left hand subtly gestured forward with a flick.

  One blow severely injured Zhao, and the black-clad man wanted to take advantage of his victory to launch another attack, but he didn't have the chance. The other Luo family warriors attacked even more ferociously.

  A flash of knife light and sword shadow enveloped the man in black, with flashes of cold light and a chilling aura that made one's heart and gall tremble.

  The killer move was imminent, and the black-clad man could no longer find an opportunity to kill Zhao Ji. Just as he was about to engage in battle, he suddenly let out a few dull hums, stumbled, and the moves he made were completely out of shape.

  "Ah..."

  A few miserable cries, immediately followed by this greatly lost level of a moment, were caught by the Luojia martial artists, and despite repeated dodging, they were cut down by several knives and swords on their bodies.

  From the moment they surrounded and killed the black-clad men, until now, nearly a quarter of an hour has passed. The black-clad men were extremely brave, continuously injuring thirty or forty people, yet suffering very few injuries themselves.

  Only twice was he injured, and it was at the hands of Luo Qingyun and Zhao Ji, not in a fair and square battle, but by resorting to some unsavory tactics that they managed to injure him.

  Suddenly, the man in black clothes capsized the boat in a hidden gutter. To know that at this critical moment of life and death, even a slight negligence is the difference between heaven and hell.

  "Ah, go die, go die, all of you just go die."

  In an instant, he was stabbed multiple times, the black-clad man was stunned, feeling the pain on his body, the miserable and angry roar merged together, as his figure fell to the ground, he fiercely struck back.

  With his right hand holding the dagger, he thrust it forward and inserted it into the chest of a warrior in front of him. The force was so great that it directly pierced through him.

  That was where the heart was located, and as the warrior's life slowly ebbed away and his body slumped to the ground, his hands still clutched tightly onto the dagger, refusing to let the black-clad man pull it out.

  He pulled twice but couldn't pull it out. Seeing the people around him rushing to kill again, the man in black had no choice but to abandon his dagger and punch with both fists.

  Bang!

  Bang!

  The force of the double fists was like a thousand pounds, heavily pounding on the chests of the two warriors in front, the black-clad man's fist strength was astonishing, directly knocking them flying, falling to the ground, and never getting up again.

  "This guy is injured in the leg, everyone don't launch a strong attack, use hidden weapons to take care of him."

  Mobilizing internal energy, transporting the Grand Heavenly Cycle, barely suppressing his injuries, he saw that in the blink of an eye, the Luo family's warriors were heavily killed and wounded, and Zhao Ji shouted loudly.

  A loud shout echoed far away, and the Lu family warriors were slightly stunned. Afterwards, they launched a barrage of hidden weapons, including flying knives, iron eggs, and flying locusts, all hurtling towards the black-clad man.

  If he could move freely, he could exert all his strength to deal with these hidden weapons. Perhaps they couldn't hurt the man in black, but with his legs inconvenient and having been cut a few times, and also losing his dagger, the man in black's strength was greatly discounted, and he could only barely dodge and weave to avoid the hidden weapons.

  As a result, the black-clad man's injuries only grew more severe, and in an instant, his entire body was covered in wounds.

  "Alright, everyone stop for now and spare this person's life."

  Lu Zhongshan, who had been watching the battle with a gloomy face, showed an unexpected and surprised expression at the moment when the situation turned around, and only spoke out to save him when he saw that Hei Yiming was about to be killed.

  Lu Zhongshan didn't necessarily want to save the black-clad man, but rather wanted to figure out who was behind him, wondering if it was the Wind Chaser Thief or some other force.