"How dare you humiliate the Exclusion Sect, it is truly a path to death!"
Fang Zheng shook his head.
The Exclusion Sect, much like the Beggar Gang, is a major martial arts sect in Jianghu.
It’s said,
the Sect Leader of the Exclusion Sect and the Gang Leader of the Beggar Gang are both legendary Martial Arts Grandmasters and Magical Sages.
Grandmaster Wang, having originated as a water bandit, and the Exclusion Sect, claiming to be the largest inland water gang, have so hidden connections, which is unsurprising.
However, the Exclusion Sect is loosely organized, known for its eighteen branches, each governing independently, so there’s no need to worry about retaliation.
Furthermore...
Even if there is retaliation, it will be directed at Thunderbolt Hand Wen Tailai, not towards Fang Zheng.
"Alright."
Nodding slightly, Fang Zheng’s eyes sharpened:
"Prepare yourself!"
Five Thunders Strike the Head!
With a step, the ground exploded with a roar, dirt flying as his silhouette instantly approached the opponent, fist pounding down like a thunderous blow.
Fist Intent surged, lightning hidden within his five fingers.
"Boom!"
To the naked eye, there seed no change, yet to one’s senses it was as if a thunderstorm rolled down, striking from the heavens.
Excellent!
Xie Dongjian’s eyes narrowed, his body suddenly twisted like a writhing water snake, and the soft sword zinged forth.
A venomous snake flicks its tongue!
With the Treasure Sword hidden within the cave, not even an Immortal could defend against it.
His swordsmanship was refined to the highest degree.
"Ding..."
As fist t sword, it unexpectedly emitted the sound of clashing tal, with even sparks flying, letting a trace of fear creep into Xie Dongjian’s heart.
What kind of physique is this?
To actually withstand his Treasure Sword?
The opponent’s cultivation base should be inferior, yet the cultivation thod was suprely remarkable, the strength of the physique beyond comprehension, with a Martial Dao Will extraordinarily distinguished.
With these combined, it was he who fell into the disadvantage.
Elsewhere,
Linghu An wielded the long sword, battling an elder with a staff, the elder’s staff wielded fiercely, not falling behind.
The Naless Swordsman, whom the people of Santai County had paid dearly to invite, was also blocked by two won with nearly identical appearances and builds.
The twin won combined their swords, making it incredibly difficult for the Swordsman to advance even in the Minor Circulation Realm.
As expected!
Fang Zheng’s eyes flickered:
’I knew it wouldn’t be so smooth, the Wang Family’s decades of foundation, the old master is adept at adapting to the situation, how could he not be prepared?’
’However...’
’If it’s just this, ultimately they won’t escape a calamity.’
Though the situation appeared even, in reality, Linghu An and the Naless Swordsman had not exerted their full strength, with precautions kept in reserve.
Moreover,
The external situation had already beco clear.
Under the attack of many experts from Santai County, the Wang Family’s nurse already appeared overwheld, collapse being only a matter of ti, the cries drawing ever closer.
"Alas!"
With the situation seemingly settled, a sigh suddenly echoed from the rear hall.
"I didn’t expect, Gu’an County to send soone, Lord Yan intends to make my Wang Family the scapegoat!"
The voice leisurely, unhurried.
Yet it caused everyone’s expressions to change drastically.
"Woo..."
Cold wind swept by, a figure abruptly appeared before the Naless Swordsman, a large hand reaching forth, five fingers pressing forward seemingly lightly, the sound of a crane cry rose sharply in the scene.
Crane Cry Nine Heavens Divine Skill!
The terrifying Palm Force t the Swordsman’s long sword, Righteous Strength erupted, and that Fine Steel Longsword unexpectedly shattered at the scene.
"Bang!"
The Naless Swordsman spat blood, retreating.
Great Cycle Martial Artist, was unexpectedly so fragile before the newcor.
"Wang Huyang!"
Bai Hai cried out hoarsely:
"You’re not dead?"
"Without you accompanying down, how could I leave willingly?" The figure turned, revealing none other than the ’deceased’ Grandmaster Wang, Wang Huyang.
He strolled towards Bai Hai, grinning:
"You, Bai, do you know why I didn’t kill you back then?"
"I know you’re unwilling, you harbor resentnt towards , but I enjoy seeing you wishing to slash into pieces while having to respectfully act grateful on the surface, every ti I see you, I find joy and satisfaction."
"Such an interesting person, wouldn’t killing you be a waste?"
Bai Hai’s face was ashen, his body trembled slightly, years of suppressed fear and humiliation twisted and contorted his expression.
"Pity!"
Wang Huyang first teased, then unexpectedly sighed lightly:
"You’re too fixated in your heart, without killing you, my Wang Family descendants find no peace of mind, and without you accompanying on the way, I’d feel lonely."
"Down below, I want to see your indignant yet restrained manner again."
"Today I feigned death, to see exactly who would act against my Wang Family, and resolve them to eliminate future worries."
"Ah!" Bai Hai wailed long and hard:
"Die!"
Boundless grief and fury poured into the long saber, his eyes unknowingly turned blood-red, as the blade light locked into one from opposing sides.
Wang Huyang’s eyes contracted, his hand rose again to strike.
"Bang!"
The blade light shattered.
Bai Hai spat fresh blood, staggered back, then roared again, swung his saber in a fierce chop.
"Heh..."
Wang Huyang’s face displayed disdain, hand raised to strike.
"Bang!"
The mighty Righteous Strength instantly shattered the incoming long saber, the remaining force surged forward, landing atop Bai Hai’s head then released lightly—
"Crunch!"
Bai Hai’s body trembled, knees fell to the ground, blood trickling from his seven orifices, yet despite this, his expression remained ferocious and enraged.
His breath,
had already vanished.
Two Great Zhou Celestial Martial Artists, faced with the sickly, lengthily ailing Grandmaster Wang, were surprisingly this vulnerable.
Hmm?
Fang Zheng’s brows twitched slightly.
No!
"Zing!"
Before he could act, Linghu An had already drawn his sword.
The black sword light swallowed all surrounding aura in an instant, rendering everyone’s perception void, leaving only the sight of that dark long sword.
"Chirp!"
In this pure darkness, a sharp, piercing crane cry sounded abruptly, tearing apart the shadow, colliding with the sword light.
User Comments
0 comments from readers