He turned and fled, shouting as he ran, "This guy is also a master at the early stage. We might not be his match. Run!"
With that, the bald, ghost-faced man turned and fled without looking back.
From that punch just now, he had already sensed that Ye Feng's cultivation was no weaker than his.
In fact, his physical strength was even greater. With just one punch, his arm was almost crippled.
Furthermore, the strange ice needles were hard to guard against, especially in this deep mountain and dense forest, where they were like adding wings to a tiger.
The mission their Ghost King Organization received was from Sun Manzhu and the other two. The mission was divided into three tiers:
The first tier was to prevent Ye Feng from reaching the provincial capital before 2 PM. Completing this would earn them ten million.
The second tier was to prevent Ye Feng from reaching the provincial capital before 2 PM and to kill him. This would earn them thirty million.
However, neither of these was attractive enough to them, because what they wanted was the reward from the third tier.
The third tier was that if they prevented Ye Feng and the others from reaching the provincial capital before 2 PM and captured Ye Feng alive to hand over to them, they would receive a reward of one hundred million!
As for the people from the Rakshasa organization, the mission they received was similar to that of the Ghost King Organization.
This was why they hadn't been in a hurry to kill Ye Feng and the others at first. Otherwise, a few collisions on the highway would have likely resulted in their car being destroyed and them being killed.
It was just that they hadn't expected Ye Feng to be so powerful. Not only did they fail to capture him, but they also lost several members.
Upon discovering Ye Feng's strength, let alone capturing him alive, they might not even be able to defeat him even if they joined forces.
Fortunately, after being pursued for so long, Ye Feng and the others were delayed, and they would not be able to reach the provincial capital before 2 PM.
This at least meant the first tier of the mission was completed, and earning ten million was not bad.
Although it was a bit less, it was much better than being killed.
At this moment, they had already lost a few people, and just now, Ye Feng had almost crippled one of his arms with a single punch.
Under such circumstances, he naturally wouldn't be foolish enough to attack.
Moreover, that long-haired Rakshasa man was not his subordinate, but their competitor. Under such circumstances, he wouldn't risk attacking further.
Therefore, the bald, ghost-faced man fled immediately.
"What? You..."
The long-haired Rakshasa man was stunned.
He couldn't believe that the bald, ghost-faced man would just run away like that.
Let alone him, even Ye Feng, who was their target, was taken aback.
"As expected of an assassin! So decisive!" Ye Feng shook his head and sighed.
At this moment, the long-haired ghost-faced man frantically waved his dagger, trying to break free from the siege of the five ice needles and escape.
The reason the bald, ghost-faced man could escape earlier was that Ye Feng hadn't been paying attention and hadn't expected him to flee so decisively.
However, the long-haired Rakshasa man, who was trying to escape now, was not so lucky.
As he suddenly swung his dagger, Ye Feng sensed his intention and immediately controlled the five ice needles to attack even more ferociously.
Seeing this, the long-haired Rakshasa man roared, "Damn it, I don't believe a few mere ice needles can stop me!"
The next second, he fully activated his spiritual power, and the dagger in his hand emitted a glow as he slashed at Ye Feng's five ice needles.
Clang! Clang! Clang...
A series of sounds like metal colliding rang out, and the long-haired Rakshasa man was stunned.
Because he found that his dagger could not shatter Ye Feng's ice needles. Instead, it developed several nicks, causing the blade to be covered in cracks.
"What? How is this possible?"
The long-haired Rakshasa man was dumbfounded. He knew that the dagger in his hand was not an ordinary steel weapon, but a spiritual weapon that could unleash even greater power.
Spiritual weapons were magical weapons that could be activated by spiritual power to unleash greater power.
They were very rare, and each one was incredibly precious, crafted from many magical and special materials.
These weapons were incredibly sharp, and easily capable of cutting through metal and iron, or slicing through iron like mud.
He could never have imagined that his spiritual weapon could not even shatter Ye Feng's ice needles, but instead had so many nicks and cracks.
However, not only was he shocked, but Ye Feng was also surprised.
Ye Feng only knew that the magical ice needles formed from flowing water were very sharp and could pierce alloys without any problem.
But he never expected them to be able to nick the assassin's dagger, which once again refreshed his understanding of this magical flowing water.
"Damn it! Rakshasa Saber Technique!"
Suddenly, at this moment, the Rakshasa man roared and unleashed several light blades in succession.
The saber light was dazzling, flying in all directions, with several of them locking onto Ye Feng.
Wherever the saber light passed, trees broke and rocks shattered. Ye Feng's five ice needles were all knocked away, their power frighteningly strong.
Seeing this, Ye Feng showed a wary expression and quickly dodged.
"Good opportunity!"
The Rakshasa mask man saw this and immediately charged forward, fleeing into the distance.
"Hmph? Trying to leave? No way! Water-Fixing Bead, Fix!"
Ye Feng suddenly activated the Water-Fixing Bead, and the surrounding space was momentarily frozen.
The long-haired Rakshasa man, who had already taken a few steps to escape, was instantly frozen for half a second.
Although it seemed like only half a second, which was very short, for them who had reached the master realm, half a second was enough to do many things.
"Ice needles, kill!"
Ye Feng's hands moved, and the five ice needles that had been knocked away immediately converged from all directions.
By the time the long-haired Rakshasa man recovered, the five ice needles had pierced his body simultaneously.
One passed through his forehead, one through his heart, and the other three pierced other vital parts of his body.
"This, how is this possible? What kind of technique is this?"
The long-haired Rakshasa man stood there like a wooden statue, his eyes wide open, and said with unconcealed unwillingness.
It could be said that if not for that brief half-second of being frozen, he would have definitely escaped.
But he never imagined that Ye Feng possessed such a strange ability.
"This is an ability you will never understand! Don't be an assassin in your next life!"
As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, the long-haired Rakshasa man fell to the ground, his life force extinguished.
Before coming here, he probably never imagined that he, a master assassin, would be killed by his target.
After finishing this, Ye Feng turned back to find Xiao Feifei.
When he found Xiao Feifei, she was almost crying from fear. Ye Feng comforted her for a while before she finally calmed down.
At the same time, in the provincial finance hall, a group of people were neatly seated.
Leaders sat at the front, and below them were all the companies and families competing for the tourism project.
Among them, a middle-aged man with a radiant complexion sat in the very center, his gaze constantly searching below.
And in the seats below, a young woman kept looking around, anxiously waiting for something...