I Can Strengthen Infinitely-Chapter 225 - 172: Is This Demon Sect Member You Mentioned Dangerous?

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The Thunder Fist Sect was located quite far from the Yangzhou Prefecture. Just relying on walking, even with the help of Lightweight Skill, it would take several days to reach there.

However, in this world, it's rare for people to rely on their physical bodies and Lightweight Skill to travel because, for them, the speed of traveling with Lightweight Skill is far from being as fast as riding a horse, and a person's Inner Strength and stamina can't handle it.

After all, not everyone is as abnormal as Qin Yuesheng, with agility increased to 100 points. With the addition of Lightweight Skill, every step covers ten to twenty zhang, and even without the aid of Lightweight Skill, his physical speed is incredibly fast, far surpassing thoroughbred horses.

Not to mention his stamina, which has reached 100 points, giving him endurance as endless as a flowing river, continuously. To this day, Qin Yuesheng still doesn't know what it's like to be exhausted, which shows the strength of his physique, estimated to have reached the peak of normal humans.

Da, da, da!

The group from the Thunder Fist Sect rode their respective horses, rushed out of the Yangzhou Prefecture, and quickly galloped onto the northern official road, sprinting at full speed.

After these people left, half a stick of incense later, nobody noticed a shadow moving among the shadows cast by pedestrians on the ground, with every shadowed area becoming his landing point.

Like tracking, this shadow precisely chased after the direction the group from the Thunder Fist Sect left.

Leaving the gates of Yangzhou Prefecture, the shadows of the road stones and the shadows of the trees by the road all became his new stepping boards.

...

The thoroughbred horses galloped, the scenery on both sides of the official road retreating like slides, all of the Thunder Fist Sect group wearing solemn expressions, none speaking voluntarily at this moment.

Lei Bao, a disciple of the Thunder Fist Sect, was twenty-six years old, with Outer Forging Perfection strength, and was the ninth senior brother in the Thunder Fist Sect. Apart from Lei Wu, who was middle-aged, the other disciples of the Thunder Fist Sect were his junior brothers.

This time Qiu Shui's people were holding the Jiangnan Martial Arts Conference, so the sect sent them to participate.

Originally, Shui Cangsheng had invited them to stay at Qiu Shui's house last night, but Lei Wu politely refused and still led them back to stay at an inn in Yangzhou. In an unexpected stroke of luck, they narrowly escaped with their lives.

Otherwise, given Qiu Zhong and Shui Cangsheng are masters at the Fifth Layer of the Internal Power Realm, yet they died mysteriously along with the entire manor, how could these martial artists, who hadn't even reached the Inner Power Realm, survive last night?

Lei Bao looked back in fear; once he returned to the Thunder Fist Sect, he was determined to apply for seclusion and diligently cultivate the Thunder Fist Sect's Internal Cultivation Method "Thunderbolt Skill," striving to enter the Inner Power Realm and become a master of Inner Power soon.

As Lei Bao glanced back intending to withdraw his gaze, he suddenly saw a shadow flash several zhang away on the official road but quickly lost track of it.

Lei Bao immediately widened his eyes, but there was nothing there, seemingly as if he had just hallucinated.

Even so, Lei Bao decided to report this to Martial Arts Master Lei Wu, to let him make the call, as his own experience was too limited, and lacking rich experience, there might be trouble if he overlooked anything.

"Martial Arts Master Lei Wu, I just saw a shadow flash on the road behind," Lei Bao shouted.

The speed of the thoroughbred was too fast, the wind slashing like knives from the front, and without Inner Strength to block the wind, if his voice were too quiet, it would be hard for others to hear, so his shout was made loudly.

"A shadow?" Upon hearing the reminder, Lei Wu immediately looked back, first checking the sky, realizing how the official road was spacious, if there was a shadow on the ground, it surely projected from above, possibly a bird or such.

But the sky at this moment was empty, with not a cloud in sight, making the appearance of a shadow highly unlikely.

"Everyone, speed up, after ten more miles we'll rest," Lei Wu ordered.

No sooner had his words finished than a person suddenly appeared behind the Thunder Fist Sect disciple riding at the rear.

Wearing a black hat, he emerged out of nowhere, reminiscent of a phantom.

And the disciple, focused on controlling his horse, hadn't realized that a person had quietly emerged on his horse's back.

"Danger!"

Lei Wu immediately shouted, but it was too late.

The man in the black robe raised his right hand, and three black iron spikes instantly extended from his sleeve, piercing the back of the Thunder Fist Sect disciple's head with precision.

Sss! Sss! Sss!

Three black spikes pierced from the front of his face, seizing his life in an instant.

Bang!

The man in the black robe casually killed him and disappeared soundlessly.

The Thunder Fist Sect disciple could no longer maintain control over his body, promptly falling off the horse, but due to his right foot being stuck in the stirrup, even after falling to the ground he was dragged forward by the galloping horse.

His entire face unavoidably smacked onto the ground, with high-speed friction instantly making it bloody and indistinguishable.

On the official road ground, a continuously growing blood trail appeared in the blink of an eye.

In the blink of an eye, the man in the black robe reappeared behind another Thunder Fist Sect disciple, and with a stab, took his life.

"Unbelievable!"

Lei Wu's eyes wide in rage, immediately slapped the horse's back with one hand, launching himself toward that side.

"Purple Thunder Myriad Forces!"

Sleeve Wu's entire body abruptly erupted with copious amounts of purple lightning, accompanying his palm, converging to suppress the man in black.

The abundant purple lightning immediately enveloped the area the thunder horse was located, indiscriminately bombarding within five steps of the vicinity.