“What? Jin Tian really is not joking! “
“He’s wearing the Golden Armour! Unless he faces a Houtian warrior, he definitely will win!”
“Hehe, haven’t you seen his real intention? He brought us here for hunting, and deliberately drove that fox here, to this filed!”
“Haha of course I’ve seen it already. I am just giving him face by not revealing it. See, he’s so angry with Shi Mu.”
These young men were still whispering and gloating over the explosive situation, not caring a bit if the two would fight.
Then an sharp noise pierced the air.
Jin Tian rushed directly at Shi Mu’s direction. He brandished his sword, throwing two successive cuts at Shi Mu’s head but mid flight, the two sword shadows separated in half. The separation was so abrupt that very few could see the shadows.
“Wow! Jin Tian’s Shadow-Separating Sword has reached this level!” One young man remarked when seeing this technique, and the other onlookers also showed expressions of amazement.
Shi Mu showed no intention of dodging and only moved one arm, his face expressionless. Shi Mu ignored the cut coming from the right, but punched directly the one coming from the left. It turned out to be the left shadow was a real sword and the right shadow was a fake. Peng! The sword was hit out of Jin Tian’s hand, sent flying up into the air before it fell into a nearby field.
Jin Tian was shocked into a loud cry, and was forced to stumble back a step. The part of his hand between the thumb and the index finger was mutilated from to hold onto his sword.
Shi Mu left no time for his opponent to rest and in a flash, he shot his body out like an arrow and rushed towards the youth. Swinging his big hands he slapped his opponent’s face twice, fiercely and mercilessly. With his current cultivation, even if he had not used all his strength, the slaps were powerful enough to beat Jin Tian into a spin. Jin Tian stumbled and revolved twice before he heavily fell on the ground.
His face had swelled up, his eyes vacant, obviously still in the dark as to what had happened in so short a time.
However, Shi Mu had already returned to his earlier spot in a flash, looking at his beaten opponent with cold eyes, his arms folded.
The Jin henchmen, who had been laughing merrily and discussing the situation, fell into a silent, flustered shock.
“No way, how could he break the Shadow-Separating Sword?”
“Maybe it was just a lucky guess!”
Jin Tian finally came to himself. He looked up and saw what had caused to fall prone on the ground. His eyes were immediately filled with a frenzy of rage, red with burning blood. He climbed out of the ground suddenly, and nearly flew to his sword. Pulling it out from the earth, he let out a high shriek, he rushed at Shi Mu, wielding his sword wildly. However, he totally forgot his sword art, only wielding randomly like a lunatic.
Seeing this Shi Mu snorted, and confronted the sword empty-handed. His figure flashed to evade the sword without any difficulty and grasped the sword with only one hand at a lightning speed, taking it directly from its owner’s hand.
Jin Tian was more than startled. His bravado receded immediately, and his body shot back subconsciously. However Shi Mu did not move an inch, his two hands held the sword’s handle and front edge respectively exerted a large force.
The glaring sword was now broken into two pieces.
Shi Mu shook his wrist and the two pieces flew out like two glaring lights. Jin Tian felt a coldness whisk by both of his ears as the two pieces passed by rubbing his cheeks. As they fell onto the ground upright, two narrow wounds began to trickle out blood on Jin Tian’s face.
The onlooking Jin henchmen were flabbergasted by this sudden development. However, the blue-robed young man bursted into wild laughter after realizing what had happened: he wiped the blood trickling down his deathly pale face, and lowered his head to look at his injuries. Laughing, he questioned Shi Mu proudly, “Do you really dare to kill me? You are merely bluffing! What could you do that would make me fear you?!” After saying so, Jin Tian fumbled in his shirt and took out a tube as big as his palm. It glittered a bright golden colour, on the side of the tube was a black hole the size of a thumb at the front tip of the tube.
“Jin Tian, have you lost your mind? Stealing the Tube of Wind and Fire from the manor!”
“How should you dare to do such a thing! That’s against our clan’s rule, don’t you dare involve us in this matter.”
“If the Patriach ever finds out about this, you will end up with broken legs. Or perhaps a punishment even more serious than that!”
The Jin henchmen were all frightened and paled once they saw the tube. They shouted warning after warning to persuade Jin Tian, while others all whipped their horse backs to flee. It seemed as though the tube in Jin Tian’s hand was more terrifying than monsters and vipers.
“Humph! If I can avenge myself, I don’t care a bit about the punishment! Place me in confinement for three years or even five years! I just don’t care!” Jin Tian gritted his teeth and cursed viciously; his cheeks had now swelled up, and were also bleeding all this time.
Just as he finished his swear, he pointed the tube right at the Shi Mu.
Though unclear of the power of this tube, Shi Mu gauged it to be dangerous to some extent based on the Jin followers’ twisted faces and prepared himself. He had no intentions of confronting its attack with empty hands, and rolled on the ground behind the big horse to dodge it.
“You bastard! Go to hell!” Jin Tian cried in a crazy voice, and then pushed a certain button at the end of the tube.
Something puffed out of the tube and a blackish bullet rushed towards Shi Mu’s direction at lightning speed.
“He did it!”
“Get off the horse!”
Seeing this the Jin fellows were frightened out of their wits, and jumped down from their horses rapidly to lie prone on the ground. Each pressed their bodies closely to the ground, daring not to move a bit.
Just then Shi Mu did not flee at all; on the contrary, he let out a shout loudly and grasped the two forelegs of the horse. With another exertion of his strength, he threw the huge creature out in the direction of the black bullet. At the same time he stomped hard onto the ground causing a small pit to be formed.
Boom! A thunderous noise resounded, almost shaking the heaven and earth.
The black bullet hit the horse at a distance of six meters, and the horse immediately turned into a exploding blaze of fire, while masses of clouds rolled wildly in every direction pushed by a scorching air covering the surrounding area of about ten meters. The clouds did not lift for a good two minutes.
The body of the horse thudded down onto the ground; half of it already burnt, and the other half had become a blackish coal like thing.