Evil Samurai In Cultivation World

For the next few days, Claude Rayforth travelled around the Gryfino forest, searching for wild beasts to battle, and every time Claude found a wild beast he considered worth fighting, a scream of pain would soon follow.

Fight and kill as many beasts as possible. That was what he was aiming for. To kill these wild beasts, Claude utilised his martial arts techniques that he had learned to the highest degree possible. With this, he had become familiar with all the martial arts techniques and his cultivation and combat ability was improving as well.

For the past few days, he had gained a lot. He had killed another two Sabertooth bears, as well as fifteen to twenty other different beasts.

He had a satisfied expression on his face, but it was soon replaced by a serious one. At this moment, he could sense three lifeforms in the distance, moving in his direction with malicious intent.

Three men. Two clothed in black, one in blue. The two in black were peak sixth rank, while the one in blue was a seventh rank cultivator.

Claude's eyes shone with a cold light as he climbed above the trees and continued to move forward.

'Did Colton send someone to take care of me? No, from what I can tell, the effects of the drug still hasn't worn off,' Claude didn't think that Colton would send people to murder him, especially when he was under the influence of the 'happy' drug.

'So it's either someone sent by Elder Thomas or May Stafford.' Claude smiled as he accelerated.

'Well, It's not like it matters who sent them.' As he had spent a lot of time in the forest, Claude naturally came to understand the type of wild beasts that occupied the forest and where to find them. And so, he was immediately able to decide which was the safest place to fight the cultivators following him.

Claude dashed through the trees instantly and headed into the deeper parts of the Gryfino Forest.

"He's speeding up! Did he notice our presence?" One of the cultivators whispered, as he turned to look at the blue clothed man on his side.

"It doesn't make any difference. He will still die today." The blue clothed man spoke, his voice full of coldness, as they immediately followed.

As Claude ran through the dense forest, he was monitoring his surroundings in order to find obstacles that could stall the enemies pursuing him. Since he had spent the past few days studying the terrain and the beast habitats, Claude was like a fish in the water that swam swiftly without stopping. The pursuers on the other hand were having difficulty in keeping up with his pace, and soon, he had disappeared completely from the sight of his followers.

"Did we lose him?" One of the cultivators clenched his teeth.

"Calm down, he couldn't have gone far. We can still find him," The blue clothed man exclaimed, and continued their search for Claude.

RUSTLE ---

All of a sudden, the three of them sensed some movement behind a series of bushes.

"Hahaha…. It doesn't matter how fast you are since you're going to die today," The blue clothed man laughed cruelly and moved towards the bush.

Roar!

The deadly beast's roar caused the blue clothed man's heart to jump, as two Night Wolves with nasty faces pounced towards the three men.

"Shit! Move back!" The blue clothed man's expression finally changed and his face instantly turned white. Unfortunately, one of the black clothed men was too late to react.

Crack!

One of the night wolves opened its mouth and its sharp teeth pierced through the black clothed man's leg, tearing it into shreds.

'Brother!" The other man in black screamed angrily and his eyes turned red, as he furiously hacked towards the night wolf.

"Don't!"

The blue clothed man behind shouted, trying to stop him, but before he could do so, the other night wolf pounced right in between them, and roared at the blue clothed man.

"Dumb beast!" The blue clothed man gritted his teeth. His eyes flashed as he struck out his palm, as a faint green glow appeared around it, aiming for the forehead of the wolf.

"Is that the Emerald Palm Technique?" Claude saw the entire process, as he hid above the trees. The Emerald Palm Technique was a strength based high level martial arts technique that could instantly kill two normal cultivators of the fifth rank.

Not even he had confidence in blocking it.

However….

Even though the strength of the Night wolf waz around the peak of the sixth rank, their main advantage was their amazing speed and reflexes.

The night wolf evaded the attack in an instant, moving sideways, as its body swiftly floated within range of the blue clothed man's neck.

Roar------

The night wolf bit through the blue clothed man's neck, shattering his throat instantly.

Plop!

The man in blue fell to the ground, dead.

"Senior Balvin!" The man in black, who had dashed forward to save his brother from the Night wolf turned around to see that his Senior had been killed.

His brother whom he was trying to save, was already dead, and now, so was his Senior!

Roar---

The two night wolves turned around to look at the black clothed man, who was the only one remaining, and his legs unstoppably trembled in fear.

"Well, I guess that problem is solved," Claude turned around and sprinted back where he came from, as the black clothed man's scream faded away slowly.