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Chapter 89 The villain dies because he talks too much
The increasingly rapid hoofbeats behind them were like the drumbeats of the King of Hell, striking the hearts of the Tiele people with each beat.

Once Xiao Changche catches up with him, his life will surely be over.

Although he had never faced Xiao Changche in battle, Xiao Changche's martial arts prowess was no secret.

At just over twenty years old, his martial arts cultivation had already reached the ninth rank of the Profound Origin Realm. Such a martial arts prodigy was a topic of much discussion in the Great Yuan Dynasty.

Tiele himself was a remarkably talented individual, around the same age as Xiao Changche, but his martial arts cultivation was only at the eighth rank. When this formidable enemy was mentioned, although Tiele outwardly appeared indifferent, it would be a lie to say he wasn't jealous deep down.

Tiele always felt that no one in the world was as good as himself.

Even those who have already achieved great success in history.

In Tiele's view, when he reached their age, he would surely achieve more than they did.

But now Xiao Changche has emerged, and he has surpassed him in martial arts.

In terms of commanding operations, the old guys in the Northern Yuan also believed that among the younger generation, no one could rival him.

Tiele had been holding back his desire to compete with Xiao Changche.

Even though he was a step behind in martial arts cultivation.

However, this one move is not the key to determining the outcome.

The levels of Xuan Yuan, seven, eight, and nine refer to the depth of one's accumulated internal energy, but above that level, everyone is the same.

If a real fight breaks out, and other methods are employed, it's not impossible to win against a higher level.

But definitely not today.

Because there's another Li Dachui behind him.

Luhe and Gro were stronger than him in martial arts, but they both died at Li Dachui's hands in just a short while. This shows that Li Dachui's cultivation was no less than Xiao Changche's.

One person alone still has a chance to fight.

If the two of them join forces, what other option do I have but death?

Even if it were just two people following the rules of the martial arts world, taking turns attacking, he still wouldn't be a match for them.

Moreover, how could those two people behind be people who follow the rules of the underworld?

They are the same kind of people as themselves.

To achieve the goal, the means justify the means.

If they can kill themselves with one stab, they definitely won't use two.

The heavy breathing of the horse beneath him made Tiele's heart sink into an endless abyss.

His horse was naturally one in a million, an exceptionally fine steed.

But after all, they'd already traveled for half a day.
The other side has been waiting in ambush.

Moreover, the warhorse ridden by his opponent was in no way inferior to his own.

Even as he lashed the horse with his whip, the horse's speed inevitably slowed down. Looking down at the white foam appearing at the horse's mouth, Tiele roared in despair.

The horse stumbled.

Hearing the crisp sound of a horse's hoof breaking, Tiele, who was prepared, leaped up and charged straight towards the Yanshui River Valley on the side of the road.

The numerous boulders and mud pits in the valley would render the enemy's warhorses useless.

Tiele's figure was quite graceful, like a wisp of smoke, leaping over one boulder after another.

Xiao Changche, who also abandoned his horse to chase after them, seemed very stiff, his movements were hard and unsteady, but each leap forward covered more than several feet.

Li Dachui, who was further away, did not dismount at all; he continued to gallop forward.

Compared to the two who were rushing through the valley, Xiao Hei was much faster, truly like a black shadow, speeding along the road.

Tiele felt even more desperate.

Li Dachui is taking a detour to ambush him.

Although he may seem to be getting further and further away now, those familiar with cavalry combat know that by making a wide arc forward and then turning back to attack, they can intercept the fleeing enemy.

Looking back, Xiao Changche was getting closer and closer.

In this game of pursuit, the one with deeper inner strength will ultimately be more powerful.

In long-distance races, it all comes down to who has the better endurance.

Tiele suddenly stopped.

Because at that moment, he saw that Li Dachui had dismounted and jumped down into the valley.

There's no escaping it!

He drew his sword, straddled the top of the boulder, and stared intently at Xiao Changche, who was rushing after him.

Even if the Second Prince of the Great Yuan Dynasty is going to die, he should die in battle with some dignity, rather than being killed after exhausting his strength while fleeing.

The spear came hurtling through the air.

With a loud shout, Tiele gripped his sword with both hands and brought it down heavily.

Swords and spears clashed with a deafening roar.

With a single, powerful strike, Tiele created a deep gash on the boulder before him, and Xiao Changche's forward momentum came to an abrupt halt as he was cleaved to the ground.

Tiele turned sideways, sheathed his sword, took a deep breath, and his face, which had been somewhat pale from delivering that strike, regained its rosy hue. He turned his head to glance at the stone wall behind him.

A deep hole made his hands tremble slightly.

If he had been a little slower to dodge that shot, he probably would have had another hole in his body.

With a long howl, Xiao Changche once again thrust his spear onto the boulder, and Tiele stepped forward, wielding his sword to intercept him.

Geography is his domain, so naturally he wants to make the most of it.

Xiao Changche's fighting style is extremely fierce.

Long spears are usually used for thrusting, but in his hands, he unleashed a barrage of extremely brutal moves—thrusting, sweeping, and smashing—against the Tiele, focusing solely on offense and neglecting defense.

He wanted to force Tiele to confront him head-on, relying on his superior cultivation to wear Tiele down.

Each loud clang of clashing swords and spears would leave Tiele's arms feeling numb and sore.

"Xiao Changche, do you need help?" The voice of Li Dachui that came from beside Tiele made him panic. In his shock, he was almost stabbed through the heart by Xiao Changche.

After barely managing to dodge the shot, he, who was already at a disadvantage, was even more overwhelmed and could hardly breathe, finally allowing Xiao Changche to seize the boulder.

Gunfire loomed before my eyes, and the pressure was immense.

He originally thought that someone like Xiao Changche would at least have some sense of face, and since he was already at Xiao Changche's mercy, the other party would definitely not want Li Dachui to join in and share his credit.

If it were just Xiao Changche alone, he could hold out for at least the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, and his backup plan would have a greater chance of arriving to rescue him.

"Granny, hurry up! If you don't come soon, I'm really going to die!" He silently chanted in his heart, while praying that Li Dachui and Xiao Changche were both respectable and dignified people who wouldn't be so shameless as to attack him together.

But Xiao Changche's next words left Tiele heartbroken.

"Li Dachui, what are you waiting for? Don't you know that villains die from talking too much!" Xiao Changche's voice sounded exceptionally sharp: "The sooner we chop off his head, the sooner we'll be done with this!"

“We’re not villains, Xiao Changche, we’re messengers of justice.” Li Dachui readily agreed, drew his Minghong Blade, and glanced at the boulder.

It was quite spacious for Tiele to stand on it alone. After Xiao Changche got on, it was just right. If he were to get on as well, it would feel cramped.

With a flick of his toe, a fist-sized rock bounced up and landed in Li Dachui's hand.

"Xiao Changche, I'm here to help you!" With that shout, the stone in Li Dachui's hand flew towards the battlefield like a meteor.

He didn't expect to kill Tiele with a single stone, but he hoped to at least make the other party flustered and, ideally, force Tiele down from the boulder.

The space below was much more spacious, making it easier for him and Xiao Changche to gang up on the Tiele.

Li Dachui likes it best when he can use the power of numbers to beat people.

Because in the past, he was often the one being ganged up on and beaten. Although he was able to turn the tables and kill most of his opponents thanks to his elite troops, he still had a strong attachment to fighting with superior numbers.

It's so comfortable to play like this without any pressure!
Tiele didn't want to go down.

If you go down there, you will be ganged up on and beaten.

The long sword spun in a circle, flashing with light, and the flying stones were instantly cleaved into countless fragments.

But the moment the longsword touched the stone, Tiele knew he was in trouble.

The force emanating from the stone far exceeded his expectations, and the force contained within it was extremely strange.

Chopping these stones was effortless, but after they were broken into small stones the size of a finger, these pebbles seemed to suddenly come alive, rushing towards us in droves, some straight, some winding, some soaring into the sky, some clinging to the ground.

Amidst a strange cry, Tiele leaped straight into the air, rising from the ground like a spring.

If Xiao Changche hadn't been there, this move itself wouldn't have been wrong.

Just as he leaped into the air, it felt as if a giant iron hammer had struck him in the chest and abdomen. With a scream, Tiele was sent flying backwards like a kite with a broken string, his upper and lower body almost overlapping each other.

That was when Xiao Changche swept his spear across, striking him directly in the chest and abdomen with the shaft.

I wonder how many bones were broken in that incident.

With a thud, Tiele's back slammed against another boulder as large as a roof ridge, and then he slowly slid down, blood gushing from his mouth, nose, ears, and eyes, a truly horrifying sight.

Tiele lay limp on the ground, using his knife to support himself. His two blood-red eyes stared at Xiao Changche on the boulder in front of him. He tried his best to get up, but after a while, he was still powerless.

He gave up.

He leaned against the stone wall, stretched out his legs, hugged the knife to his chest, and glared angrily at the two people in front of him.

"It's fucking scary!" Li Dachui muttered.

"Xiao Changche, can you tell me how you knew I had arrived at Baoping City, so you were able to ambush me on my way back? Who gave you the information? Tell me, so I can die in peace!" Tiele said, spitting out blood.

"Well, that's a long story!" Li Dachui said with a grin, "You can ask the King of Hell when you're dead, he knows everything!"

Wearing the mask of a demon, Xiao Changche sneered: "So be it, why all the fuss?"

Holding the gun in one hand, he leaped up and flew straight toward Tiele like an arrow released from a bow. This shot was meant to pierce Tiele's heart and back, leaving him with a chilling, piercing wound.

Xiao Changche never spoke a word more than necessary to someone who was about to die.

Li Dachui pursed his lips; it's not unacceptable for the victor to boast a little.

This Xiao Changche has a really short temper.

Goodbye, Tiele!
No, Tiele, farewell!
Minghong Dao twirled beautifully in his hand, and was about to sheath it when Li Dachui looked up into the distance as if struck by lightning.

There was a glint of cold light, the source of which was unknown.

(End of this chapter)