Rescuing the Yang Family

Although it was very late into the night, Shen Ling was still awake.

He ran back and forth on the wall of his courtyard, and from time to time, he would step into the air.

This alone should have resulted in him stumbling or even falling on his face, but none of that happened.

Shen Ling, who stepped into the air, felt as if he was stepping on an invisible wall. His entire body could be suspended in the air for more than a second.

After then, he landed on the ground with a heavy thud.

When he remembered how he felt when he stepped into the air, a smile appeared on his face.

It seemed too good to be true. He was stepping into the air.

Although this first level only allowed him to take one step, when it came to the actual combat, this step alone was enough for him to turn the table!

Two days later.

Shen Ling stood at the entrance of the Shen residence and stared at the pedestrians going about their daily activities. Just then, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes. "Why aren't they here yet?" he thought to himself.

Time passed by slowly.

After waiting for a while, he couldn't help but frown.

It was already past the estimated time for the Yang family to arrive. Could it be that they encountered any problem on the road?

"Bring my horse over here!"

The servant quickly brought it to Shen Ling's side. He quickly jumped on the horse and took the reins.

"Move!"

Not long after he left the Shen residence, he was also out of Qi Hua City.

He passed through the official road and kept looking around.

He went one kilometer, and there was no sign.

Three kilometers, still nothing...

Just as he was still wondering what the matter could be, he heard a noise in front of him. This was so sudden.

The noise wasn't so loud and he even wondered if he had misheard.

But as he kept moving forward, he could still hear it.

He was not wrong. It was the sound of metals clashing and low growls of people fighting.

People were fighting!

He rode his horse and rushed quickly to the battlefield.

When he got to the scene, he saw a group of men in black, surrounding the guards of the carriage. By the time he took note of the carriage, Ling saw that it looked like the exact carriage that Miss Qin had told him about.

This was supposed to be the carriage that had Yang Jian and his family of six.

Shen Ling came down from his horse.

This was when the two men in black noticed him and exchanged glances. Without thinking, they aimed at him at the same time.

Shen Ling, on the other hand, held the hilt of his Saber in his right hand and raised his head slowly.

This was the first time he was using this Saber ever since he got it.

The moment Shen Ling stopped, both men were already in front of him.

They both held a sharp sword in their hands and attacked from both directions at the same time. Their sword moves blocked off all possibilities of him dodging.

This kind of tacit understanding and cooperation made him exclaim secretly in admiration.

However, unlucky for them, Shen Ling didn't even think of dodging.

The black Saber in his hand was unsheathed instantly as he walked slowly behind both of them.

A strong gust of wind blew and the two assassins with extraordinary skills and cooperation fell to the ground with a loud bang. Fresh blood spurted out of their throats and their eyes became blank before they gave up the ghost.

Shen Ling continued to move forward while also waving the black knife he was holding.

Under his violent push, the remaining assassins died one after another under the black knife.

The fresh blood of these men dyed the road red. The carriage guards, who were on the verge of death, yelled all of a sudden, "Reinforcements are here, kill them!"

One of the guards was able to quickly finish up the enemy in front of him and happened to take a look in Shen Ling's direction.

With that brief look, the guard was able to see a man in black standing on a high ground trying to fire an arrow aimed at Shen Ling.

"Be careful!"

When Shen Ling heard this, he turned around to look in the other direction.

He saw the arrow coming towards him at high speed and subconsciously turned his head to the left and with his left hand, he caught the arrow.

Although he was holding the arrow, the arrowhead was still trembling.

He took his time to observe the arrow with a bleed slot at close range. After that, he forcefully broke it in two with his left hand.

Sneak attack!

A hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes when he saw what this particular assassin was trying to do.

With this revelation, Shen Ling ran towards the small hill where he was and at the same time, tried to calculate the distance between him and the other party.

Fifty steps, forty steps, thirty steps...

During this time, the assassin shot two arrows, but as luck would have it, Shen Ling was able to dodge them.

It was the remaining twenty steps.

When the distance between both of them had shortened to a certain extent, Shen Ling jumped all of a sudden. This made the assassin, who had initially wanted to retreat, hesitate.

Shen Ling's jump had put himself into a very inflexible and dangerous position, which were simply unthinkably stupid during a fight like this.

As long as he was able to shoot an arrow at Shen Ling...

Then, there was no need to retreat.

When the bow-wielding assassin thought about this, he drew his bow and aimed at Shen Ling's landing point.

Immediately he released the arrow, it flew at a high speed. The assassin's gaze was very sharp.

As an archer, he knew very well that as long as the arrow hit him, Shen Ling would be severely injured even if he didn't die.

But right at that moment, a trace of shock could be seen in the eyes of the assassin.

He saw that Shen Ling, who should have had nowhere to hide, actually stepped on the air. It was as if he had stepped on a wall, borrowing a force out of thin air.

What in the world was happening right now?

He could not believe his eyes. But when he saw Shen Ling falling, he took out an arrow again and slowly pulled the bowstring.

He knew that this was the last and only chance he had.

"Fifteen steps."

Shen Ling said all of a sudden in a calm voice.

The eyes of the assassin and that of Shen Ling met. He had just put the arrow in the bowstring when he saw Shen Ling slash out in the air.

Fifteen steps, fifteen meters...

For Shen Ling, this distance between them was enough for the Saber Qi to maintain its power.

It was also his ultimate killing distance.

"Whoosh..."

In a split second, the Saber Qi passed through the body of the assassin.

At that point, the assassin had a confused look on his face. He still couldn't comprehend how this man was able to fly in the air, and now, he was even more confused as to how he was able to swing the Saber Qi like a half-moon.

As an award-winning silver medal assassin with a lot of experience, he fell on his back with so much confusion and doubt.

His body split open neatly.

"It's over."

After getting rid of the blood on his black knife, Shen Ling put it back into its sheath.

He walked towards the corpse.

There weren't so many things belonging to the bow-wielding assassin. Other than a silver badge, only the bow and arrows were considered good enough.

He didn't even bring any taels on him.

Shen Ling didn't understand why.

After everything, Shen Ling walked back to the carriage.

While Shen Ling was helping on the battlefield by killing numerous black-clothed assassins, the guards had already finished cleaning up the remaining ones.

When the guards, who were cleaning the battlefield, saw him walking towards them, they couldn't help but lower their heads.

Although Shen Ling was young, he was an expert for real.

He didn't understand the actions of these guards. But all the same, he asked quietly, "Is Mr. Yang Jian and his family in the carriage?"

One of the guards nodded and said, "Yes, and you are?"

"My name is Shen Ling and I've been entrusted by Miss Qin to pick up Mr. Yang and his family," he answered boldly.

The guard looked at him in surprise and said, "So you are Young Master Shen. Please wait a moment. Allow me to inform Mr. Yang."

Just then, the carriage door opened.

Shen Ling saw several faces filled with fear. The oldest man was squatting in front of a young girl with his face full of worry.

It seemed like something serious must have happened.

Shen Ling walked forward and looked at Yang Jian. "What happened?" he asked.

Before Yang Jian could answer, a seven or eight-year-old kid said, "My sister was shot with an arrow."

Shot?