Jingrong released her hand.

Then—

In almost the blink of an eye, he drew the sword from Shi Ziran’s hand.

Silver light flashed suddenly, the dazzling radiance swiftly passing before his eyes.

The blade pointed directly at Bai Yin!

Bai Yin stepped one foot toward the ground, his body instantly leaping up as he thrust his knife toward Jingrong.

Jingrong’s body shifted to the side, evading. At the same time, the longsword in his hand struck toward that knife.

The force was substantial!

The direction was precise!

Bai Yin, impacted by the force, flipped sideways in mid-air. His feet touched the ground, steadied himself, and immediately counterattacked.

The two were evenly matched.

The scene was intense.

After several rounds—

“Hiss—”

Jingrong raised his sword, tearing a gash in Bai Yin’s clothing.

It penetrated the skin.

Blood immediately appeared, staining the garment red.

Seeing this, the people beside Huhe Hao wanted to rush forward to help, but he grabbed one by the clothing and flung him aside.

He rebuked sharply: “Get lost!”

Yuedan men valued real skill in combat, so they also had established rules—whenever two people competed, if no clear victor emerged, no one was permitted to interfere during that time.

Bai Yin looked at his injured arm. In an instant, the desire to win surged into his mind, and his eyes immediately became fierce.

Ignoring the wound, he raised his arm and thrust the large blade toward Jingrong’s heart.

The sword in Jingrong’s hand met the knife in his.

Blade and sword scraped together, forming a cross shape.

The two drew close, their gazes colliding, each emanating a hidden force!

“Ah!”

Bai Yin roared, gripping the knife with both hands and forcefully flicking it upward.

He knocked Jingrong’s sword away.

Both men retreated several steps.

They steadied themselves!

They fought again.

Every slash of the blade sought life!

Every thrust of the sword sought life!

Blade and sword scraped together, producing wave after wave of ear-piercing, bone-grinding sounds that were shocking and soul-stirring.

Ji Yunshu worried, her palms sweating.

She had witnessed Bai Yin’s martial prowess—with the strength of one man, he had nearly beaten the burly Batu to death.

If Bai Yin was a cheetah running across the grasslands, then Jingrong was a ferocious beast long trapped in a cage and finally released.

After more than a dozen rounds between the two, they still couldn’t determine superiority.

But because Bai Yin’s arm was injured, his strength was inferior. He swung his blade with all his might, and Jingrong’s longsword met it.

The sword scraped along the blade, striking sparks with sharp crackling sounds. The moment blade and sword separated, the longsword once again slashed across Bai Yin’s arm.

Too fast!

So fast that Bai Yin had no time to make any defensive move.

Another gash was torn open on his arm.

Blood seeped out.

Due to the pain, Bai Yin dropped his short blade.

Immediately after, Jingrong kicked him in the chest.

Knocking him to the ground!

Bai Yin fell sprawled on the ground. Just as he was about to get up, Jingrong’s sword descended from above, aimed at his throat.

A difference of mere fractions!

Jingrong had only one purpose—to kill him!

To take his life!

But just as the sword tip was about to pierce Bai Yin’s throat, Huhe Hao suddenly drew the short blade from his waist, swiftly stepped forward, and knocked away Jingrong’s sword!

At the same time, he hauled Bai Yin up from the ground.

Seeing this, the Yuedan soldiers began to stir restlessly.

Huhe Hao was an extremely ambitious man who greatly valued his own authority.

He reminded Jingrong: “This is Huhe Hao’s territory.”

With a posture of asserting sovereignty.

As if displaying his grand enterprise!

He pointed at Bai Yin: “This person is also Huhe Hao’s man! Even if he’s to be killed, I’ll be the one to kill him. It’s not your turn yet.”

Heh!

Jingrong’s sharp gaze shifted from Bai Yin to Huhe Hao. His thin, cold lips curved upward: “Huhe Hao, how about we make a wager?”

Oh?

He loved that most!

Yuedan people not only loved drinking but also loved making wagers most of all!

Huhe Hao was quite interested, wanting to see what this man before him actually intended to do.

“What do you want to bet?”

Jingrong slowly uttered one sentence: “I’ll bet your head!”

I’ll bet your head!

Hearing these eight words, the Yuedan people found it utterly laughable.

But—

Huhe Hao put away his previous smile. He could see the seriousness in Jingrong’s eyes. That feeling actually made his entire body involuntarily shiver with cold.

Yet on the surface, he maintained a composed and calm appearance throughout!

“Just you? Want my head? Do you know how many people on the grasslands want my life, want this head of mine?” Huhe Hao pointed his finger at his own head. “But all those who wanted my head… are already dead.”

His tone carried a fierce edge.

Jingrong’s eyes were ice-cold as he told him, “I never joke!”

This sentence immediately changed Huhe Hao’s expression greatly. He gritted his teeth. “Fine, then I’ll see exactly whose head belongs to whom!”

Having spoken, the corners of his mouth split into a sinister smile. He raised his hand and waved it forward: “Kill them!”

His voice boomed!

“Roar!”

The Yuedan soldiers received the command and charged toward Jingrong, Ji Yunshu, and Shi Ziran, who were surrounded in the middle.

Jingrong swiftly grabbed Ji Yunshu’s hand, shielding her behind him.

Ji Yunshu could only grip his hand tightly, staying close to his side.

While Shi Ziran protected her from behind.

They fought against the Yuedan soldiers!

Those Yuedan men were fierce enough, but they had only brute strength—their hands lacked agility.

Every thrust of Jingrong’s sword sought life.

One after another, Yuedan soldiers continuously fell!

Blood flowed like rivers.

Bai Yin clutched his wounded arm, blood continuously flowing out along his fingers.

He said to Huhe Hao: “You said whoever won the fight gets the woman. Yet now you’re ordering their death?”

Huhe Hao laughed coldly: “I did say that, but I never said I’d let them go.”

From the very beginning, he had never planned to let them leave.

Bai Yin suddenly drew the short blade from someone beside him, preparing to charge forward.

But he was immediately blocked by Huhe Hao, who demanded sharply: “What are you trying to do?”

“I cannot let you harm that woman.”

“Bai Yin, don’t test the limits of my patience with you.”

“I brought her back, so she’s my person!”

“You…”

Huhe Hao was furious, clenching his fist to strike him.

Just at that moment—

“Whoosh, whoosh,” several sounds.

From the dark night sky, seven or eight arrows suddenly shot down.

The arrowheads seemed to carry white light, swiftly and accurately embedding themselves in the ground, roughly forming a circular shape that surrounded these people in the middle.

Looking closely, something was tied to those arrows?

“Not good!” Huhe Hao became alert.

Those things tied to the arrows suddenly emitted thick white smoke, rapidly shrouding this area completely.

It blocked people’s vision.

They could only see the scenery directly before their eyes.

The Yuedan soldiers swung the blades in their hands wildly in all directions, or else stood in place at a loss.

“What’s happening?”

“Quickly, quickly, quickly…”

“Ah!”

Screams rang out continuously.

It seemed they had struck their own people.

Huhe Hao had an ominous premonition. He looked in the direction where Jingrong and Ji Yunshu had been, but the white fog was too thick—he definitely couldn’t see them.

After the white fog slowly dispersed completely and vision gradually cleared—

Looking again, Jingrong and the others had long since vanished. Not only that, even Bai Yin was gone.