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Faced with the sudden encirclement, Su Mu felt a surge of panic within, but he quickly composed himself on the surface.
He knew all too well that it would be unwise to confront this group of hostile individuals head-on with his own strength. The most pressing matter was to find a way to escape this predicament.
"What do you Xuanming Sect intend to do?" Su Mu forced himself to remain calm, his sharp gaze sweeping over the group of black-clad figures as he shouted.
He hoped to buy some time with his words, allowing himself a chance to find an opportunity to escape.
However, the mysterious leader merely smiled coldly and slowly replied, "What we want is not for you to question. You will know soon enough. But... today, you will find it hard to escape!"
Before he finished speaking, the black-clad figures wasted no time and drew their gleaming weapons, charging at Su Mu like hungry wolves.
In the blink of an eye, Su Mu's figure flickered, evading a sharp blade that came slicing toward him with ghostly agility.
At the same time, he kicked out fiercely, delivering a powerful blow to one of the black-clad assailants' chest. A shrill scream erupted as the man flew backward like a kite with its string cut, crashing heavily to the ground.
Yet Su Mu dared not relax for a moment; he understood that those surrounding him were trained assassins—each skilled and agile, working in perfect harmony. If they managed to entangle him completely, the consequences would be dire.
Thus, he dodged left and right amidst the crowd, skillfully evading wave after wave of fierce attacks while his sharp eyes continuously scanned his surroundings for any possible escape route.
Just then, Su Mu suddenly spotted a towering tree standing not far away.
The trunk of the tree was as thick as a pillar supporting the sky, marked by the scars of time; its lush branches and leaves formed a massive green canopy that blocked out the sun.
Seeing this scene, Su Mu's heart stirred with determination as he dashed toward the tree without hesitation.
The black-clad pursuers behind Su Mu quickened their pace, closing in on him like hungry wolves. The distance between them shrank rapidly, and it seemed that in the next moment, Su Mu would be captured.
However, just as the situation reached a critical point, Su Mu suddenly leaped into the air, agile as a monkey, and deftly grabbed a low-hanging branch.
Using the branch's springiness, he swung himself up gracefully onto the treetop.
The black-clad men, unable to stop themselves in time due to their momentum, crashed to the ground one after another in a disheveled heap.
When they finally got back on their feet, they could only look up in frustration at the smug Su Mu perched high above them.
At that moment, Su Mu stood firmly on the branch with a cold smile on his face. He provocatively shouted down at the black-clad men, "Hmph! If you have the guts, come up here!"
Faced with Su Mu's taunts, the group of black-clad men exchanged glances.
Although they were agile fighters, they had no skills when it came to climbing trees.
With no other choice, they could only watch helplessly as Su Mu reveled in his triumph.
The mysterious figure who had been orchestrating this pursuit from the shadows turned pale with rage upon witnessing this turn of events.
He never expected that Su Mu, seemingly cornered, could come up with such a clever escape plan so quickly and successfully use his surroundings to turn the tables.
Fuming with anger and humiliation, the mysterious figure could no longer contain his fury. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Fire! Shoot that despicable guy down from the tree!"
At his command, the black-clad men swiftly drew their bows and aimed at Su Mu in unison. Without hesitation, they released their arrows, which flew toward him like a rainstorm of sharp projectiles.
Su Mu's figure flickered as he evaded the barrage of arrows raining down upon him like a swarm.
The sound of dull thuds echoed incessantly, as sharp arrows relentlessly struck the thick tree trunks, splintering wood and producing a terrifying "bang" with each impact.
Su Mu moved with extraordinary agility, like a nimble monkey, darting and leaping between the dense branches.
However, despite his best efforts to evade them, the sheer volume of arrows was overwhelming, and eventually, a few cruelly found their mark.
First, an arrow grazed his arm, leaving a deep gash; then two more struck his thighs, sending waves of excruciating pain throughout his body.
Blood quickly soaked through Su Mu's once pristine white clothing, creating a shocking sight.
Yet even so, he gritted his teeth and persevered, unwilling to give up easily.
He knew all too well that if he relaxed for even a moment and fell into the hands of these dark-clad figures, he would surely meet a fate worse than death.
Just as despair began to creep in, a piercing and urgent siren suddenly echoed from afar.
The sound was like a lifeline, causing Su Mu's heart to leap. At the same time, the expressions of the black-clad figures shifted dramatically; they were evidently taken aback and frightened by the arrival of the police.
The mysterious figure who had been issuing commands from the shadows immediately shouted, "Retreat! Quick, retreat!" At this command, the black-clad individuals ceased their shooting and turned to flee at top speed.
In an instant, the once chaotic scene fell into silence, leaving only scattered arrows on the ground and Su Mu, severely injured yet still standing defiantly.
Su Mu widened his eyes, fixated on the figures disappearing into the night until they were completely out of sight.
Finally, he let out a long breath of relief, feeling his body relax.
However, this sense of ease did not last long; he could clearly feel his injuries worsening.
With every step, the wound throbbed as if it were being seared by fire, but Su Mu gritted his teeth and persevered with unwavering willpower.
He struggled to climb down from the large tree where he had been hiding, his body swaying unsteadily as if he might fall at any moment.
Yet he pressed on, limping slowly toward the direction of the distant wailing sirens.
At that moment, Jianghai City was shrouded in a massive storm.
Brilliant flashes of lightning occasionally streaked across the dark sky, accompanied by deafening thunder that sent chills down one’s spine.
And hidden behind this storm was the meticulously plotted conspiracy of the Xuanming Sect.
What insidious goals did this mysterious organization have?
Would their plans succeed?
Meanwhile, Ye Qiu and Captain Zhao were facing unprecedented challenges.
In the face of the Xuanming Sect's threats, could they uncover the enemy's schemes in time to protect the city and the lives of its innocent citizens?
Everything remained uncertain…
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