As the thought flashed through her mind, a whistling sound came from the woods behind her.
"Catch!"
Gu Jiao reached back and grabbed.
A long spear landed in her hand!
Gu Chengfeng used his lightness skill to descend from the sky.
Without waiting for him to land, Gu Jiao timely said to him, "Take him away!"
Gu Chengfeng nodded solemnly, spun around, grabbed Xiao Hen’s arm, and leaped over the heads of the two experts with Xiao Hen in tow.
One of the experts soared into the air, attempting to snatch Gu Chengfeng down but was shot down by Gu Jiao’s spear!
Gu Chengfeng wanted to be the one who stayed behind, but he knew very well this was the most suitable arrangement.
"Chase them!" Han Ye ordered to the two experts.
The injured expert clutched his chest and, along with his companion, pursued in the direction where Gu Chengfeng and Xiao Hen had escaped.
Han Ye glanced at the four people, looked at Gu Jiao, and snorted coldly, "I don’t care who you are, nor do I care how many experts you’ve gathered around you, but today, not a single one of you will leave the woods alive!"
"Is that so?" Gu Jiao gripped the long spear in her hand, her eyes turned sharp, and she took her stance.
"Very well, let me experience your spear technique," Han Ye said with a cold smile, "or perhaps I’ll give you another chance—whom did you learn your spear technique from?"
The beautiful Monk, but how is that any of your business!
You’re not worthy to know!
None of you from the Han Family are!
Gu Jiao thrust with her spear, and Han Ye felt an incredibly fierce killing intent, this spear which clearly was not a regular long spear, yet why did it emit an infinite spear intent in the hands of this youngster?
Indeed, this was the silver spear used by Gu Chengfeng for his performances.
It was lighter than a normal long spear and far lighter than Gu Jiao’s Red-Tasseled Spear.
Yet, even so, when Han Ye blocked the spear, his arm still tingled slightly from the shock.
This youngster... such terrifying strength!
He must be killed today, otherwise, he will surely become a great threat to my Han Family in the future!
Han Ye no longer wasted time, nor showed any mercy: "I only brought the long spear to experience your spear technique, but perhaps I didn’t tell you, what I’m most proficient in... is swordsmanship!"
With that said, he planted the long spear into the ground and drew the Treasure Sword from the saddle.
The sword light flashed past Gu Jiao’s eyebrows and eyes.
In the blink of an eye, the memory of Xiao Liulang being assassinated with a long sword flashed through Gu Jiao’s mind!
A speculation surged in her heart.
"The person that night was you!"
Master Han was just a scapegoat; the real murderer was Han Ye!
Han Ye was briefly stunned before he realized what Gu Jiao was referring to, no doubt the assassination of Xiao Liulang the other night.
Han Ye didn’t deny it, merely saying, "So you are indeed related to Xiao Liulang! Then all the more reason to kill you!"
He must not allow the Princess’s lineage to obtain such a formidable expert.
The two resumed their confrontation.
Rumors tend to exaggerate, often turning one’s true part of strength into nine parts hearsay.
But not for Han Ye, he had the full measure, yet the world only acknowledged a third of his skill.
Gu Jiao, now only having recovered four tenths of her past life’s strength, was no match for Han Ye.
Gu Jiao began to show signs of injury.
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