Night without Borders

Chapter 54: Fangwai
It was not yet early night, and everything was wrapped in thick darkness. There were dense trees on both sides of the road, and the branches stretched out in a disorderly manner in the howling cold wind, like a group of ghost shadows swaying.

In the deep night, Qin Ming swung his sword decisively, and it was like a flash of lightning that cut through the darkness, instantly breaking the earlier feeling of oppression.

Just at this moment, the black fog came with strong malice, trying to cover the two of them and swallow them in a large shadow.

In this environment without stars or moon, other people naturally could not see anything, but Qin Ming could see clearly and feel the chill of the black fog. When he approached, he felt a biting chill.

With a hissing sound, like a hot knife cutting butter, the short knife covered with mineral paint sank into the black mist, making the icy cold air boil.

"What's going on?!" Old man Liu shouted, and reacted surprisingly quickly. With a swish, he pulled out a thick-backed machete at the same time and followed Qin Ming to chop towards the nothingness.

However, the big knife in his hand sank into the black fog, as if it had missed the target and hit nothing.

"Retreat quickly!" Qin Ming shouted.

At the same time, he heard a very shrill scream, and the black fog began to condense rapidly and turned into a human shape.

Old man Liu listened to the advice very much. He put away the knife immediately and stepped forward decisively.

Because he couldn't see or hear anything, he didn't know what was going on, but based on his instinct, he realized that the situation was serious and something was very wrong.

A man appeared in the black fog. The outline of the human figure was a little blurry, but Qin Ming could see clearly that it was a young man with an extremely painful expression and cold eyes looking at him.

The dagger in Qin Ming's hand slashed into his body, and the humanoid creature transformed from the black mist was actually bleeding profusely, splattering on the ground.

This scene made Qin Ming's expression change.

The young man opened his mouth and spit out a black mist, which turned into an ink-black arrow feather and shot towards Qin Ming's brow. It was cold, gloomy, and chilling to the bone.

Qin Ming turned his head to avoid the arrow feather formed by the black mist. At the same time, he shook the mutton-fat jade iron knife violently, and all the mineral coatings attached to it collapsed.

All this happened in a flash. The black fog attacked silently, Qin Ming swung with a knife in his backhand, and the man who had inexplicably transformed counterattacked instantly and wanted to kill him. There was no delay in the process, and they all reacted at the first moment.

Qin Ming sensed a huge crisis and that he might very well die. This unknown thing brought him an inexplicable sense of oppression and made him truly feel the breath of death.

However, as he swung his sword, things quickly changed. The cold mist and extremely chilling aura that was rushing towards him began to weaken rapidly.

In the darkness, the bright light of a knife rushed up, like a blazing fire, illuminating the forest.

The mutton-fat jade iron knife in Qin Ming's hand lost its paint when it was shaken off, and it was completely different after encountering this creature.

During this process, the young man transformed from black mist was naturally retreating, trying to get rid of the knife. However, when the knife light burned like flames, his figure distorted and trembled constantly.

"Stop..." He screamed miserably and struggled hard, trying to mist again and fly into the air, but he failed.

How could Qin Ming stop? He found that the blood of the young man that fell on the ground disappeared with the wind, like flying ash. It was not real human blood.

What on earth is this?
The young man simply couldn't believe that in such a remote place, any young hunter he met could come up with a jade-like iron knife.

He could no longer transform into a mist, and retreated as far as he could, moving with his human body, trying to break free from the restraints and get away from the brilliant sword.

After Qin Ming forged this sword, he had never used it before and had no idea of ​​its characteristics. But now, after killing an unknown creature, he discovered its wonderful use.

His Tianguang energy could actually enter the sword smoothly. If it were replaced with other weapons, it would be impossible at this level.

Of course, his Sky Light Force was not as lethal as the White Jade Iron Knife to the young man, but he was able to use it to perform many other tricks, such as the sticky properties of his own Sky Light Force.

Qin Ming swung the jade-like iron knife, and with the white light rising, it wrapped around the young man who was trying to break free, as if he was burning a ghost.

"No, stop!" The young man was terrified and struggled violently.

But how could Qin Ming dare to stop? He didn't even know what kind of monster this was. If he let it escape, he would be in danger.

The young man raised his hands and opened his mouth several times, trying to create black mist to attack Qin Ming, but it was all burned to ashes by the sword light.

His whole body was covered in flames, and it was no longer like a hot knife cutting butter, but more like the red-hot knife falling into the dry grass and igniting it.

Qin Ming used his intercepting force, and the mutton-fat jade iron knife went around in the young man's body, setting fire everywhere. And whenever the black fog rolled and the young man tried desperately to get rid of it, he would turn into a winding force and a sticky force, locking him tightly.

It is obvious that the light from the sky breaks through the night sky and lands on the spiritual mountains, nourishing the mysterious products that contain inexplicable power.

At this moment, Qin Ming deeply realized and understood what Cao Long, Mu Qing and others had said.

The mutton-fat jade iron knife glowed with light, restraining the man who had transformed into black mist.

In the distance, Old Man Liu's hair stood on end. He didn't see anything, but only saw Qin Ming's snow-white dagger glowing, and then it seemed to turn into a torch.

"How come I was completely in the dark and didn't notice anything."

When Qin Ming heard his words, he immediately realized that the young man transformed from black mist was more terrifying than he had imagined. Ordinary people were completely unaware of it, so how could they fight against him?

The young man was in despair, because his whole body was burning and he couldn't break free. "In the age without the sun, I should have been safe when I reached this level, how could I be robbed here..." He was in great pain and naturally didn't want to die like this, so he had to give up something after weighing the pros and cons.

"Are you the mysterious creature that has no visible form but is feared by many powerful clans?" Qin Ming asked.

"I'm not that kind of thing, I'm a human being, stop and listen to me!" the young man shouted.

Upon hearing this, Qin Ming swung his sword even more violently, performing his sword techniques in his body, crisscrossing, chopping horizontally and vertically, and also displaying the sword intent from the sword manual!
The man transformed from black mist wanted to curse loudly. Why was he being targeted even more harshly just because he was a human?

"People like you are scarier than ghosts!" Qin Ming said.

"I am Fangwai..." the young man shouted anxiously.

He was terrified, but had no time to speak, because his body was about to be completely engulfed by the fire emitted by the mutton-fat jade knife.

Qin Ming found it outrageous. The knife in his hand slashed into the man's head several times, but the man was fine. In the end, he had to rely on the flame to burn him to death.

boom!
At the last moment, the man actually blew himself up, abandoning his body shrouded in thick mist. A bit of his essence, wrapped in a piece of rag, broke free and tried to fly up into the night sky.

But he was too weak, and when he urged the strange rags, his speed was much slower than usual.

Qin Ming reacted quickly and chopped it down with one blow of his sword.

"Hmm?" He found that the palm-sized piece of cloth was intact. Although it had fallen, it was still wrapped in a ball of black mist and wanted to rush up again.

Qin Ming used the adhesion power in the skylight to roll it back, and then activated the nail power, and the blade penetrated into the gap where the rag was not wrapped tightly.

"Ah, stop, I am Fangwai..." the young man shouted, but it couldn't change anything. The last of the dark fog was burned away.

Palm-sized pieces of cloth fell to the ground, and the young man who took shape from the mist seemed to have never appeared.

Qin Ming held the mutton-fat jade iron knife in his hand, his face serious. He guessed the young man's nature and believed that he was probably a so-called outsider.

This was different from what he had imagined. The other party was not some invisible inexplicable "thing", but a real human being, but his condition was very special.

"Are people from outside the world so difficult to deal with?" Qin Ming felt heavy in his heart.

This person can actually fly, and ordinary people can’t see him. How can we fight him?

Old man Liu once hit this man with a thick-backed machete, but it was like cutting into the air, with no effect.

Qin Ming stood still, his expression more solemn than ever before, because one of his opponents was also an outsider.

If the young man in feathered clothes who led people to burn down the entire village that night and was clear-headed and extraordinary also took the same path, he would definitely use these methods in the future, and even be more powerful, far surpassing the dead young man.

Earlier, Qin Ming was delighted with his rapid growth in strength, and felt that he had achieved extraordinary success in a short period of time. But now, with the cold wind blowing with snowflakes hitting his face, he woke up and realized that he could not be complacent and needed to become stronger.

Because the powerful force he will face in the future is really mysterious.

Qin Ming figured out why the silk book appeared. It was because several old men felt that the paths they were taking still had many shortcomings, so they joined forces to deduce new methods in order to compete with the most brilliant paths.

"The methods used by outsiders are indeed somewhat mysterious and terrifying!" Qin Ming said to himself. He still has a long way to go and needs to move forward step by step to reach higher places.

"Have you solved it? What kind of monster was that? I, an old man, was like a blind man. I didn't even see a ghost." Old man Liu walked over with a machete.

"A person from outside the world." Qin Ming said.

"He's from a very prominent background!" Old man Liu's expression turned serious. He actually provoked such a person.

Qin Ming picked up the piece of cloth with the mutton-fat jade iron knife and activated his Sky Light Force. The blade glowed brightly, but the cloth did not react.

Old man Liu's heart was in turmoil. He felt that the Xiao Qin in front of him was a little strange. He actually forged such a strange knife and killed an invisible outsider.

However, he was old and had been guarding the Black and White Mountains for so many years. He had heard of too many unusual incidents, so his mood soon calmed down.

Qin Ming carefully examined the scrap of cloth on the blade and could tell it was something special. It had metal threads woven into it and was embroidered with cloud patterns, and there should be other patterns as well, but the scrap of cloth was too small to tell what the main part was.

"Shall we go back to the village first?" asked Old Man Liu.

Qin Ming shook his head and said, "Let's go to Yinteng Town, have breakfast first, and then go to the family we agreed to meet."

Old Liu said, "You don't need to go back and relax. Are you so careless?"

Qin Ming shook his head and said, "There is no need to slow down. Those unknown and mysterious things are not understood now because my strength is still insufficient. Now I go to borrow secret books to improve myself and really get on the road."

I would like to ask all book friends to give me the guaranteed monthly ticket, thank you!

(End of this chapter)