บท 42: Opportunity Arrives

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"When Jiang Heng was about to pursue, the other two sword-wielding figures had already recovered from the attack and rushed towards Gu Chengping's position.

Seeing this, Jiang Heng changed direction and charged forward like a fierce bull once again.

The knife-wielding figure, turned and swung his long blade.

However, Jiang Heng paid no attention, letting the blade strike his back.

His green clothes tore open, revealing a tough skin that seemed like steel underneath.

"Hehe!"

Jiang Heng sneered and in the blink of an eye reached one of the sword-wielding figures.

Seeing the figure turn in fear, with a sword aimed at his eye, Jiang Heng raised his hand and casually grabbed the blade, simultaneously striking with his right fist.

This punch, unlike the previous two meant only for clearing a path, was extremely powerful and full of momentum, using the complete Earth-level [Mountain-Breaking Fist].

As the punch landed, a terrifying burst of force spread through his body.

The chest of the black-clothed figure slightly caved in, his internal organs shifting, and he instantly spat out blood, his body flying backward.

Jiang Heng paid no attention to the other black-clothed figures who were still heading towards Gu Chengping, nor the knife-wielding figure chasing after him.

With a step, he caught up to the retreating figure.

One hand grabbed the black-clothed figure's arm, while the other clenched into a fist.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

His punches landed on the figure's face, neck, and chest like a pile driver.

With all his strength behind it, after just three punches, the black-clothed figure fell completely silent.

"Ding! Victory in battle, gain 1000 potential points."

The knife-wielding figure had caught up, and behind the slowly rising Jiang Heng, he swiftly delivered two slashes.

Then, a large amount of true qi enveloped the blade, as he executed his perfected Yellow-grade sword technique with full force, both hands gripping the blade.

Lifting his qi, twisting his hips, and slashing diagonally once more.

This was an unprecedented, explosively powerful strike, almost instantly cutting through the air and landing on Jiang Heng's right shoulder.

It carved a diagonal line across Jiang Heng's back, from the right shoulder to the left waist.

This was his third strike, delivered with all his might.

But as the blade cut across Jiang Heng's back, the black-clothed figure's expression turned to shock, his mind nearly blank.

Because, even with his all-out strike, he hadn't inflicted the slightest injury on Jiang Heng.

Jiang Heng turned around and looked nonchalantly at the knife-wielding black-clothed figure, whose pupils had suddenly contracted.

At this moment, on the other side, the black-clothed figure had already reached Gu Chengping's side, and without hesitation, he swung his sword down.

But in the next moment, his expression changed, and he exclaimed:

"It's fake!"

The knife-wielding black-clothed figure was evidently the leader, reacting very quickly. The moment he heard these words, he immediately understood that Jiang Heng had already prepared for this.

He promptly shouted:"

"Escape!"

None of his attacks could harm Jiang Heng, and continuing the fight would be futile and might trap them both here.

Without hesitation, the two black-clothed figures turned and fled outside the courtyard.

Jiang Heng's mouth curled into a crazy smile as he was about to chase after them.

However, suddenly, an unprecedented sense of danger completely enveloped him.

It was the terrifying intent to kill of a true powerhouse!

Who was it?

Jiang Heng paused for a moment, his expression turning serious.

In just this brief pause, the two black-clothed figures disappeared completely from his sight.

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a face mask suddenly appeared behind Jiang Heng, a dense red true qi shrouding his long sword.

Silently, he thrust out!

Jiang Heng's heart raced, and in the nick of time, he instinctively moved his body aside.

"Chih!"

Since awakening the system, this was the first time Jiang Heng's body had been pierced by a blade, even penetrating his muscles, almost an inch deep, before being stopped by his formidable physique.

The middle-aged man was Lei Song, with a cultivation level of the Innate Realm.

His face also changed.

He had been tracking Jiang Heng for many days, witnessed many of Jiang Heng's battles, and knew well how strong his physique was.

Against someone of the same level, or even those of a much higher realm, no one could break through Jiang Heng's bodily defenses.

Yet, he, with a cultivation level five realms above, had barely managed to wound him?

This level of defense was truly terrifying!

"A talent like this is a real pity if he dies!"

Lei Song inwardly lamented but had no intention of showing mercy.

"This opportunity can't be missed."

"The best plan is to use the existing murder scene."

As Lei Song's thoughts raced, Jiang Heng's reaction was lightning-fast. The moment the long sword pierced his body, he charged forward.

Although the sword had penetrated his body, his formidable physique made it no more than a minor injury, and it quickly stopped bleeding, having no impact on his movements.

He looked at the red true qi shrouding the man's long sword.

"Innate Realm is no pushover. Who are you?" Jiang Heng's expression remained calm.

From the previous strike, it was clear that although the man could breach his defenses, causing actual harm to his life would require striking his vital points.

Lei Song remained silent, his figure moving almost like a phantom, and the chilling light of his sword, like a faintly glowing autumn stream in the night.

Jiang Heng was prepared and showed no signs of panic.

His footwork transformed him into a soft and elusive breeze, actively meeting the opponent.

Under the moonlight, the long sword carried a hauntingly beautiful killing intent, carving a perfect silver arc in the air.

With Lei Song's martial prowess, the speed of this move was so fast that Jiang Heng could hardly dodge or defend against it, but instinctively avoiding vital areas was effortless.

His upper body arched backward as the chilling blade swept past the front of his neck.

While evading, Jiang Heng reached out to grab the opponent's blade.

However, Lei Song missed his first strike and immediately changed his stance, moving to Jiang Heng's side and thrusting his sword toward Jiang Heng's heart.

Jiang Heng's body moved again, but a small bloodstain appeared on his chest where the sword had pierced.

Lei Song's speed was slightly faster than Jiang Heng's, and his attacks were even faster.

Amidst a continuous flurry of movements, one sword strike after another, like a storm of blades, completely enveloped Jiang Heng's body.

"Chih!"

One tiny wound after another appeared on his body, and bit by bit, true qi seeped in, spreading and corroding inside Jiang Heng's body.

However, facing Jiang Heng's formidable physique, it was all in vain.

Jiang Heng's expression remained calm, and he continued to evade without showing any signs of urgency.

He was waiting for an opportunity.

An opportunity to confront the opponent head-on.

With his incredible defensive capabilities, even if he had to endure a few direct hits, he could withstand them.

As for the opponent, even if he was an Innate Realm powerhouse, could he endure Jiang Heng's punches?

Jiang Heng didn't know, but it was his only chance of winning.

Lei Song seemed patient as well, still circling around Jiang Heng like a phantom, one sword strike after another, seemingly waiting for the moment when Jiang Heng would falter.

Soon, the opportunity came! Perhaps due to the accumulation of qi erosion inside his body, there was a moment when Jiang Heng's evasion was slightly slower.

Lei Song's eyes lit up.

Seizing the opportunity, he thrust the sword into Jiang Heng's heart and, with all his might, continued to drive it deeper.

At this moment, Jiang Heng didn't panic; instead, he grinned.

"Here's my chance!"