Chapter 1600 - 1495: Cross-Border Kill

"Are you two alright..." Ignoring Ren Zhengfei, Qin Hao bent down, placed one hand on the top of Wang Fugui’s head, and pulled Shopkeeper Wang over.

"I’m fine..." Shopkeeper Wang was already heavily injured; even his lips were trembling when he spoke.

Wang Fugui clenched his teeth, blood seeping out from between them. "Master... I want to kill this old bastard..."

"I know. I’ll do it for you." Qin Hao’s expression was utterly cold as he patted Wang Fugui’s body in comfort.

After this battle, no matter what, Wang Fugui had already entered the list of people he could trust.

"Kid, I didn’t expect you to already be at late Innate Realm, only a hair’s breadth away from Qi Condensation Realm!"

At this moment, the disheveled Ren Zhengfei sighed. "When I was your age, I was still fooling around in the Outer Courtyard. Compared like this, people really are infuriating when compared to others!"

Then his face twisted into a ferocious grin. "What a pity. With such outstanding talent, you still end up dying in my hands. Isn’t that a kind of irony?"

Qin Hao helped Wang Fugui and Shopkeeper Wang to sit with their backs against the wall and said to them, "Wait here. I’ll go kill this old bastard and be right back."

Their eyes were filled with trust.

In their eyes, Ren Zhengfei was so old and his aura so intense that he should be stronger than the much younger Qin Hao.

But they did not doubt Qin Hao’s words.

They were convinced that Qin Hao really could kill Ren Zhengfei!

"Hoo!" Taking a deep breath, Qin Hao turned around, his cold eyes fixed on Ren Zhengfei in the distance. "Old bastard! Let me see whether these old bones of yours only know how to run their mouth or if you’ve actually got some strength."

As soon as he finished speaking, he vanished from where he stood, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Ren Zhengfei.

"So fast!" Ren Zhengfei’s pupils shrank sharply. After a quick estimation, he realized Qin Hao’s speed was actually no worse than his own!

How was that possible! He was clearly in the Innate Realm! How could the kid be this fast?

This was impossible!

Shock surged in Ren Zhengfei’s heart, but then he saw Qin Hao’s arm turn into a streak of flame, chopping down with a sudden force.

Ren Zhengfei wanted to dodge, but he found he was a step too late and could only raise both hands, condensing a shield of Spiritual Qi between his palms.

Boom!

The Flaming Blade exploded against the shield.

Ren Zhengfei’s body staggered back several steps, and Qin Hao, still in midair, was also sent flying.

Thud thud thud thud thud thud!

Qin Hao retreated six steps before he managed to steady himself. His blood and Qi churned violently, and a thread of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

Thud thud thud!

Ren Zhengfei only retreated three steps. Though his face was pale, he did not cough up blood.

Once he stood firm, he sneered. "So it turns out you’re only fast. In terms of power, you’re still a bit lacking! As expected, even if your bloodline has greatly boosted your strength, the gap in Spiritual Qi is impossible to make up! Compared to me, you’re still far behind!"

"You sure talk a lot."

Qin Hao’s cold remark made Ren Zhengfei’s face twist with rage. "You—!"

He had just opened his mouth when Qin Hao rushed in with a sharp "whoosh," his speed just as terrifying as before.

"You bastard whelp!" Ren Zhengfei roared, only to see Qin Hao’s fist hurtling toward him.

Helpless, he could only raise his hands to block.

Bang!

Just as he blocked that punch, Ren Zhengfei’s arm grabbed toward Qin Hao, intending to end his life.

But before his hand could reach, Ren Zhengfei felt an icy chill between his brows—Qin Hao’s fingers were stabbing toward his forehead.

Because their speeds were equal, if Ren Zhengfei insisted on killing Qin Hao, his own brow would inevitably be pierced through.

He didn’t dare gamble like that and could only hastily block.

Bang!

After finally managing to fend off the strike, Ren Zhengfei caught a gap and thrust both hands like swords toward Qin Hao’s chest.

Yet at that moment, Qin Hao’s hand was stabbing again toward his eyes.

Ren Zhengfei calculated quickly: if things went smoothly, he could kill Qin Hao, but he would also be blinded in both eyes.

Helpless, he had to keep blocking.

Back and forth like this, Ren Zhengfei was nearly driven mad with rage.

Qin Hao was practically fighting like he didn’t care about his life, constantly trading injury for injury. The two Cultivators were brawling like they were mere Martial Artists.

And with their speeds being almost the same, Ren Zhengfei had no chance to break away and could only be dragged into close-quarters combat.

"Damn little bastard!"

As the fight dragged on, Ren Zhengfei was so furious he was about to lose his mind.

Qin Hao clung to him like sticky candy and was completely fearless of death, making it impossible for him to cleanly kill the boy.

Even if he did kill him, he would be badly injured himself—this was totally not worth it!

"I’ll kill you!"

Eventually, Ren Zhengfei roared in rage, Spiritual Qi around his body turning into rampaging blades and swords.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

A shield formed outside Qin Hao’s body, blocking the blades and swords. The crisp clash of Spiritual Qi weapons rang sharply in their ears.

"Competing with me in Spiritual Qi! You’re asking for death!"

Ren Zhengfei’s eyes were bloodshot as he unleashed all the Spiritual Qi in his body.

The glow of the blades and swords flared brighter, and their destructive power grew even more ferocious.

Crash!

Under the barrage, the Spiritual Energy Shield finally shattered, exposing Qin Hao’s body to view.

"Now!"

Ren Zhengfei’s eyes narrowed. Seizing the opportunity, he moved with the fastest speed of his life, ramming his arm viciously into Qin Hao’s right chest.

Slash!

With a sharp sound, blood splattered. Ren Zhengfei felt his arm drive into Qin Hao’s chest.

He grinned triumphantly. "You little bastard, you’re dead!"

Strangely, Qin Hao showed no sign of pain.

His face was icy and indifferent, as if he hadn’t been injured at all.

"You—!" Ren Zhengfei was stunned. I pierced this guy’s chest—does he not feel pain?

"Ren Zhengfei, I’m sorry. The one dying isn’t me—it’s you."

As Qin Hao’s flat words fell, Ren Zhengfei’s body went cold and began to tremble uncontrollably.

He felt a monstrous killing intent and an inexplicable fear surged in his heart. He wanted to retreat, but then he discovered a horrifying fact!

His arm, stuck in Qin Hao’s flesh and blood, couldn’t be pulled out!

"You freak!" In that instant, Ren Zhengfei was truly afraid and finally understood what was happening.

Qin Hao had actually used his own chest to forcibly trap Ren Zhengfei’s arm.

"How can this little bastard be this vicious?"

Ren Zhengfei struggled in terror, his other hand pounding repeatedly on Qin Hao’s body.

Bam bam bam bam!

With every punch, Qin Hao spat a mouthful of blood, and his injuries became even more severe.

But it still wasn’t enough to shake his resolve to kill Ren Zhengfei.

His left hand rose, Spiritual Qi swirling at his fingertips, radiating a chilling cold. The killing intent was so dense it seemed to freeze the air.

"Don’t!" Ren Zhengfei’s eyelids twitched wildly as he let out a terrified cry.

But Qin Hao acted as if he hadn’t heard. His fingers shot out, piercing into Ren Zhengfei’s left chest.

Slash!

After the crisp sound, Ren Zhengfei’s pupils froze, losing all light.

The pain on his face also stiffened completely.

Slash!

Qin Hao withdrew his fingers, gently yanking Ren Zhengfei’s right arm out of his own chest, then lightly tapped a finger on Ren Zhengfei’s brow.

Ren Zhengfei slowly collapsed to the ground, dying with his eyes wide open!