620: Chapter 689: Battle of the Heroes!
620: Chapter 689: Battle of the Heroes!
The night wind, cold and cutting.
On the silent rooftop of Jinrong Building, only the faint sound of wind swept past, with Fang Yi holding a bloodstained arrow in his hand, standing alone under the night sky, the intense lights of several circling helicopters periodically swept over him.
Like a fierce tiger or a ferocious wolf, Fang Yi beca a dazzling existence.
Yet even though Fang Yi had just shown his sharp fangs, there were still those who harbored murderous intent towards him.
“Attack!” shouted the middle-aged man.
In his hand appeared a retractable red-tasseled spear; he charged forward first, followed by Wang Tong and Mo Shu.
The spear tip was sharp, its cold gleam like a dragon.
“I expected you to make a move,” Fang Yi simply used the bloody arrow in his hand as a weapon and struck back.
“You turned my son into a eunuch, Mao Yanfeng is going to do the sa to you,” the middle-aged man’s eyes filled with murderous intent.
Mao Yanfeng, one of the protectors of the White Lotus Sect, had his son, Mao Donglin, castrated by Fang Yi at the Lin Family’s residence.
Fang Yi grinned coldly, closed in, and in an instant, his arrow clashed with the red-tasseled spear, producing an unceasing clanging sound.
The tal collision sparked friction, the hissing and clanging sounds intertwining, showcasing the intensity of their battle.
After exchanging blows, Fang Yi also gauged Mao Yanfeng’s strength—Heavenly Level Tier One!
Mao Yanfeng’s expression was stern, the red-tasseled spear in his hand transford into various deadly attacks.
Each strike was like a venomous snake lunging forth, tearing several holes in the black suit Fang Yi wore.
And Wang Tong and Mo Shu, the two subordinates, lurked by, closely following Mao Yanfeng’s rhythm in attacking Fang Yi, each move a deadly strike aid at sealing Fang Yi’s fate.
In an instant, the rooftop of Jinrong Building beca the stage for this ambush.
At the sa ti, a barbaric man shouted, “Lieerman is also here to see you!”
Lieerman was a samurai from the barbarian tribes of Lu City and the leader of the barbarians this ti.
As his deep shout echoed, Lieerman’s bare upper body underwent a shocking change, his muscles bulging as tough as rocks.
Finally, Lieerman’s physique beca as fierce and wild as a bear’s.
Lieerman roared, then joined the fray.
In a mont, Fang Yi faced four formidable enemies, including Mao Yanfeng, a Heavenly Level Tier One master.
Mao Yanfeng held nothing back, unleashing his strongest spear technique—Wandering Snake Spear Technique!
Wandering Snake, the red-tasseled spear in Mao Yanfeng’s hands, as flexible as a snake’s body, each thrust producing dazzling movents of the spear tip, dizzying and imnsely terrifying.
Fang Yi’s right shoulder was pierced, a trickle of blood oozing out, yet his expression remained calm, seemingly unfazed by the pain, still defending with the arrow in his hand.
Anticipating an assault from four powerful foes, Fang Yi had long been prepared, but what he truly dreaded was the elderly crone leaning against the wall—this old lady was the most terrifying of all.
…
“What’s going on?
Are those people Angels too?
Why are they attacking the big villain?” Huo Xiaoxuan forgot she was live streaming, utterly astonished.
“They’re trying to kill him,” Li Xue said.
“Really?
Then stop them quickly!” Huo Xiaoxuan shouted, “They are ganging up on him!”
“I can’t stop them, and…” Li Xue paused for a mont, then said, “I’m afraid he doesn’t want to…
Stay here, I’m going to get sothing.”
After speaking, Li Xue boarded the helicopter parked on the rooftop, and the helicopter took off.
The live chat was already flooded with ssages.
“What exactly is happening?
Are they also from the Angels?”
“They don’t seem like it.
They all look like they’re from Xuan Cang.
Why are they attacking the Masked Hero?”
“Too detestable!
The Masked Hero was earning fa for Xuan Cang, and they dared to lay hands on him?!”
On the internet, many people were extrely indignant and furious.
The battle between Fang Yi and Angel was related to Xuan Cang’s reputation.
Now that Fang Yi had defeated Angel, but soone from Xuan Cang had attacked him, how could those watching the live broadcast not be angry?
However, no matter how angry they were, it was useless.
At this ti, Fang Yi was the only one holding out.
In the command room, Li Chun’s brow deeply furrowed, and then he coldly commanded, “Investigate!
Thoroughly investigate!
Everyone involved in this needs to be severely dealt with!”
Li Chun too was furious.
He had previously phoned Fang Yi, asking him to uplift Xuan Cang’s reputation, but unexpectedly after Fang Yi had achieved that, so people from Xuan Cang had attacked him.
How could Li Chun stay calm?
At the Kong Family’s residence, Kong Qingci sat on the sofa with a tablet, staring at the screen depicting the intense fight, her heart clutched by an invisible hand, her beautiful face filled with worried and tense expressions.
In a slightly shabby small bedroom, sitting on a bed and leaning against the headboard, Qin Xin pursed her cherry red lips, nervously staring at the small mobile phone screen, watching the live broadcast, her heart beating extrely fast.
“Fang Bro, you…
you must…
win.”
Shen Family.
In front of a liquid crystal TV, the Shen sisters sat side by side.
“Beat them!
Brother-in-law, just thrash them!” Shen Xiaoxiao clenched her fists, filled with indignation.
“Quiet!” Shen Binnan was cold as ice.
“No~~~~” Shen Xiaoxiao said, “Those people are too bad; I want to cheer for brother-in-law.”
“You cheering here, he can’t hear you, and besides…” Shen Binnan stared at the LCD TV, silent for a mont, then said, “He can handle it.”
Shen Xiaoxiao scread, “How can he?
So many people are attacking him!
As they say, one can hardly fight against many; his situation is very dangerous now.”
Shen Binnan did not reply, but a slight smile surfaced on her icy face, recalling the confidence Fang Yi had shown that day.
“If you want to marry , you better be alright,” Shen Binnan murmured, barely audible.
On the top floor of the Jinrong Building, the battle was still ongoing.
Two figures were sent flying—it was Wang Tong and Mo Shu, who were completely no match for Fang Yi.
If it were not for Fang Yi being preoccupied with Mao Yanfeng, he would have defeated the pair long ago.
Why else would it take so much ti?
And after dealing with Wang Tong and Mo Shu, Fang Yi did not feel any relief because Mao Yanfeng, at the Heavenly Level, was becoming more aggressive, step by step more lethal.
Fang Yi was already wounded in several places, and then there was Lieerman, a barbarian whose strength was nearly comparable to his.
“Fang Yi, tonight I will make you pay the price!” Mao Yanfeng said coldly.
“Sorry, you can’t!” Fang Yi was also angry.
Fang Yi dodged Mao Yanfeng’s red-tasseled long spear, and a massive fist ca at him from the side, which Fang Yi t with his own clenched fist.
“Scram!” Fang Yi roared.
Lieerman staggered backward but then without hesitation charged back in.
“You are worth a hundred million in cash; I don’t want to give up just like that,” Lieerman sneered.
“Well, you’d better have the skill to take it!” Fang Yi’s eyes were filled with a murderous intent, deciding to strike Lieerman first.
A Mountain Breaking strike, fierce like a mountain, boldly unleashed.
Bang!
This ti, Lieerman was forced backward, crashing into a wall.
Just as Fang Yi had steadied himself and had barely paused for a mont, Mao Yanfeng’s red-tasseled long spear was already shadowing him again.
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