Above the Galaxy
Chapter 209 - 151: Willing to Take a Beating..._2

Chapter 209: Chapter 151: Willing to Take a Beating..._2

Fighting for life, never resting until death.

Even in death, determined to gouge a cut on you, resolved to tear off a piece of your flesh...

This was also why Tang Fei often got injured.

The more desperate the situation, the crazier and more dangerous they would become.

In moments like these, one had to be even more cautious and vigilant.

At this moment, Tang Fei was like those mutant beasts about to be decapitated by someone...

Spending his days hunting, he never imagined that one day he himself would become the prey.

Unfortunately, Ling Yunxiao didn’t have the awareness of a hunter.

In his view, everything was under his control.

Tang Fei now was like an animal trapped in his cage, and what he had to do was like catching turtles in a jar.

This sword was aimed to take his head.

After all, the client’s request was for Tang Fei’s head.

Thus, as one of the top assassins in the industry, meeting the client’s requirements was the most basic professional ethic.

If the client wanted Tang Fei cut into one hundred and eighty-one pieces, he could do it with neither one piece too many nor one piece too few...

At the critical moment.

Tang Fei’s body was enveloped in a layer of azure light, with the azure glow surging violently, like a raging azure flame.

This was the embodiment of Tang Fei pushing the Yin Yang Qi within his body to its limit. Ever since he obtained the "Imperial Court Scripture" from Phoenix, using this Supreme Heart Method to regulate his internal breath and establish his foundation, his Yin Yang Qi within had become much more profound and pure, and much smoother in its circulation.

The Qi followed his mind; a single thought was all it took to complete the action.

Yin Yang Qi was the True Qi, the vital energy.

From Unity of Heaven and Man, this Qi was born.

It was also an important method for resisting and eliminating all evil miasmas, bursting with vitality, preventing illnesses.

Tang Fei intended to use this to ward off the cold Qi that bound him, ensuring they could not harm his body or solidify his blood, affecting the normal performance of his cultivation realm.

At the same time, the Dog Leg Knife in Tang Fei’s hand fiercely blocked the incoming Fine Sword.

Clang!

Sword and knife collided, emitting a violent clash.

The sword was blocked, but the Sword Qi wasn’t.

A sharp Sword Qi swooped down towards Tang Fei’s chest, piercing through the outer layer of azure glow with a ripping sound.

Whoosh!

Tang Fei now had a long, slender gash on his chest.

Had it not been for the Dog Leg Knife blocking the majority of the onslaught, and the defense of the Yin Yang Qi, that one sword strike would have cleaved Tang Fei in half.

Such an injury was within Tang Fei’s expectations and within his acceptable range.

Taking advantage of the moment Ling Yunxiao’s sword strike grew old, his body soared into the sky, hurling a punch towards his opponent’s wide-open chest.

Bang!

Ling Yunxiao’s body was sent flying, soaring into the distant sky.

Strike at the sickness, claim the life.

Tang Fei’s momentum did not cease; he flew with his Qi, his body once again violently pursuing Ling Yunxiao.

Tang Fei didn’t have a large sword, only a Dog Leg Knife.

Now was not the time to be picky about weapons; whatever weapon or technique that could be used, Tang Fei was willing to put them into action.

Blind punches could kill a master.

The "Netherworld Scroll," First Sword.

Unyielding!

Crack!

Sword Energy crisscrossed.

Dozens of Sword Qi chased after Ling Yunxiao’s body.

Ling Yunxiao had a strong ability to change his moves. After taking a punch to the chest, he still managed to counterattack in time.

He slashed out thirteen swords in rapid succession, thirteen streams of cold Qi condensed into ice, forming a black wall that blocked the numerous Sword Qi assaults.

Crack!

The Sword Qi struck the black ice wall, causing it to emit breaking sounds.

Only at this moment did Ling Yunxiao stabilize his form and find an opportunity to land.

Only at this moment did he realize that his body was already drenched in cold sweat.

He looked at Tang Fei in horror, never expecting this guy to possess such terrifying combat strength.

Tang Fei also stopped in his tracks, taking a porcelain bottle from his bosom and pouring several red pills into his mouth from it.

This was the hemostatic medicine the old man had concocted in the Old Land. Whenever he was injured while hunting on Hate Mountain, he would eat a few of these.

But the wound from that sword was extremely deep. He didn’t know if it could be stopped...

He still needed to get something high-tech from Phoenix, like the Genetic Potion that healed wounds automatically upon consumption.

It was too dangerous on New Star; his life could be snatched away at any moment.

Huh, why did he think of Phoenix again...

He had just refused her kiss, not even giving her the chance for a peck, so why would she give him a precious Genetic Potion?

Tang Fei deeply regretted this, feeling he lacked a spirit of sacrifice.

If he’d known better, he would have let Phoenix have her way...

No wonder the elders always say that suffering losses is a blessing; ignore the words of the experienced, and the losses will be right in front of you.

Now he was beaten like a dog and didn’t have any good healing medicine. Whom could he complain to?

Ling Yunxiao looked at Tang Fei and said, "You’d rather take a slash from me just to land a punch on me?"

"What else?" Tang Fei saw blood at the corner of Ling Yunxiao’s mouth, knowing his punch had also injured the man’s internal organs.

This made him feel a bit more balanced.

After all, his own chest was still bleeding...

It seemed the hemostatic medicine wasn’t very effective.

If the bleeding continued like this, he would soon die from blood loss.

But fortunately, the situation Tang Fei was worried about didn’t happen. Not long after he had swallowed those red pills, the bleeding at the wound on his chest significantly decreased, and he then used Yin Yang Qi to seal some important acupoints and meridians within his body to prevent them from giving him further trouble.

"You want me to die, and I won’t let you live comfortably," Tang Fei sneered and said, "I’d sacrifice my own body just to pull the Emperor off his horse."

After saying that, he felt this statement was politically incorrect because there actually was an Emperor in this country...

Zhong Daolong would definitely not be pleased to hear it.

"Well said, ’I’d sacrifice my own body just to pull the Emperor off his horse,’" Ling Yunxiao also poured a bottle of liquid into his mouth, almost immediately looking radiant, and the blood at the corner of his mouth vanished into thin air.

Clearly, he was using a far superior Healing Potion.

As for Tang Fei’s homemade remedy...

It wasn’t that the homemade remedy was bad, just that its effects were slower.

"At a time like this, you can still break through my True Qi seal, that’s really impressive," Ling Yunxiao looked at Tang Fei and praised him.

"You do it for money; I do it for life," Tang Fei honestly said, "Money can be earned again if lost, but life, once gone, can never be retrieved. Therefore, I’m more desperate than you."

If Tang Fei hadn’t been so desperate, hadn’t chosen a strategy that hurt himself just as much as the enemy, then that last sword attack might have already cleaved him in two.

He had to mimic those Mutant Beasts, exuding an air of ’I will take you down with me," which would then cause Ling Yunxiao to feel hesitant.

He took jobs to make money, not to lose his life here.

Especially not at the hands of a refugee from the Old Land he looked down upon; it was something he couldn’t accept...

"You talk sense," Ling Yunxiao nodded and said, "I do it for the money, and you do it for life. To stay alive, naturally, you’d be more desperate than I."

He looked at Tang Fei and said, "I’m starting to like you a bit."

"Really?" Tang Fei asked happily, "In that case, could you let me go?"

"..."

Shameless.

This guy really could say anything.

How could he possibly let Tang Fei go?

He was an Assassin, and for an assassin, reputation is everything—success rate is everything.

The money was already taken, and if he didn’t bring back Tang Fei’s head, that would mean mission failure; it could ruin his reputation.

Ling Yunxiao looked at Tang Fei and said, "I’m sorry, but I must take your head back with me."

"Liar," Tang Fei said.

You claim to like me, and now you still want to take my head...

Men’s mouths, deceivers of ghosts.

Ling Yunxiao’s body soared into the air, the Fine Sword in hand raised, and immediately the cold air around him began to gather.

The snowflakes that were rotating and dancing high above suddenly stopped moving, as if they were soldiers poised for review.

With a sweep of Ling Yunxiao’s long sword, countless snowflakes transformed into silver sword blades and rushed towards Tang Fei.

They covered the sky and filled the earth; the swords of snow were everywhere.