The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space

Chapter 2923: Chapter 2923: No Escape (Part 7)

Gu Qingheng followed with a laugh: "Apologies, no matter what, this General has no intention of letting you go." Wa Country’s people should just stay on your own islands and be content, why come to Daxuan to stir up trouble? Do you really think Daxuan’s people are easy to bully?

"You!" The Saint Lord was so angry that he kicked open the carriage door and jumped down, even tearing off the cover on his head meant to be removed only after entirely leaving the Quanzhou area. "Don’t get ahead of yourself."

"This is Daxuan’s territory. You, a Wa pirate, come onto our land to harm our people; you should have been torn to pieces long ago. Allowing you to live until now has already been merciful." Gu Qingheng sneered, "Today, you won’t escape. Once we capture you, the next step is to destroy your beloved son." The Han King has been in hiding for years, but news arrived suggesting he might have fled to Jin Country.

The Saint Lord now wasn’t wearing a mask, revealing his true face, which was terrifyingly grim. He really hadn’t expected that the colossal power he had cultivated over many years would be thoroughly destroyed like this, and even now he was on the brink of a cliff, making him angry, yet with nowhere to vent.

"Would you rather surrender, or want this General to take action?" Gu Qingheng didn’t have time to dawdle with him.

"Hmph." The Saint Lord sneered, "Who will die is yet to be seen." With that, he suddenly surged forward, attacking Gu Qingheng.

The others also drew their weapons.

Gu Qingheng’s expression remained unchanged as he leaped into the air, engaging with the Saint Lord.

Meanwhile, those below clashed in combat.

Though the Saint Lord’s martial skills were high, his leg injury from earlier hadn’t fully healed, naturally diminishing his prowess. However, when facing a master like Gu Qingheng, he still managed to withstand over a hundred moves before being hit and coughing up blood, falling to the ground.

"Saint Lord." The groom was also heavily wounded but still struggled over to support the Saint Lord.

"It seems fate truly desires my demise." The Saint Lord yelled to the sky and then suddenly with a grim expression stared sinisterly at Gu Qingheng, "However, I’d rather die than fall into your hands." After speaking, he suddenly raised his hand.

A plume of black smoke rose.

Just as Gu Qingheng was about to move forward, he saw something flying over, quickly raising his hand to deflect it. It turned out to be the groom, who had already breathed his last when hitting the ground.

Once the smoke dispersed, the Saint Lord had vanished.

"Pursue." Gu Qingheng ordered with a frown, leading the chase.

The Saint Lord indeed fled, but his leg injury prevented him from running fast, yet desperate not to be caught.

Unfortunately, things did not go his way, and he was caught shortly after running.

Surveying the surroundings, the Saint Lord saw a river beside him, and on the other three sides, he was blocked. He snorted and turned to run towards the river.

However, his wish to jump into the river was thwarted by Gu Qingheng swiftly blocking his path.

The Saint Lord hurriedly stopped, nearly colliding with Gu Qingheng.

"You won’t escape today." Gu Qingheng smiled faintly, "Don’t waste your efforts, or else your leg might be ruined."

The Saint Lord’s face was ashen right now, knowing what the opponent said was right, he stared at Gu Qingheng for a long time before nodding: "Alright, I’ve lost."