Chapter 930: Chapter 919: Closing with Broken Blade
The wounds on those two n earlier had already cut deep to the bone. If the bleeding isn’t stopped, they could bleed to death.
But the two of them didn’t care about their own survival at all. After using True Qi to block their blood flow, they imdiately joined the battlefield, utterly unafraid of Deviation.
“Well done, Night Five. Now I understand why others fear you so much!”
Ning Fan’s face was full of battle intent; at this mont, he no longer held back. The sword in his hand radiated Sword Qi, and the white Sword Radiance painted semi-lunar shadows in the air.
The sharp blade forced the mbers of Night Five into a retreat. Their flesh stood no chance against the sharpness of Ning Fan’s sword.
“Damn it, how is this possible?!”
Teng Yun Geshang’s expression paled. He thought his eyes were deceiving him—Night Five, the prideful elite squad under the Umbrella organization, was being pushed back step by step by Ning Fan’s sword?
In truth, Teng Yun Geshang wasn’t mistaken. Night Five genuinely seed to be on the verge of defeat. Their weapons were reduced to scrap tal under Ning Fan’s sword and could only resort to barehanded combat against him.
“It’s Sword Intent—Ning Fan’s Sword Intent has fully ford!”
Fei Peilie exclaid in horror, mories of Ning Fan’s terrifying sword strike in New York flooding back.
How long had it been since New York? And Ning Fan’s Sword Intent had already taken shape?
Beside him, Teng Yun Geshang furrowed his brows upon hearing Fei Peilie’s words. He hadn’t heard about this before—why hadn’t Fei Peilie ntioned it earlier?
Now Ning Fan’s combat strength could only be described with the word “terrifying,” far exceeding Teng Yun Geshang’s expectations.
Previously, Night Five hadn’t shown such struggles even when faced with an Aerial Mastery Realm expert in Zhonghai. Yet against Ning Fan, their misfortune was laid bare.
“Ning Fan, could your strength be even more fearso than that mysterious man?!”
Teng Yun Geshang gasped, chills running down his spine.
However, none of them knew that during the last fight, Zhu Xuetao had rely toyed with Night Five. While he had given them a decent evaluation, it wouldn’t have been an issue for him to leave Night Five in Zhonghai permanently, rendering them relics of history—it had simply been a matter of his mindset.
The reason Zhu Xuetao hadn’t killed all of Night Five back then but only injured them was because he considered this battle a form of tempering for Ning Fan.
As the battle shifted and evolved rapidly, the advantageous position clearly belonged to Ning Fan. With his sword in hand, he appeared unstoppable.
Like a Heavenly God descending to the mortal realm, Ning Fan’s blade gradually shattered Teng Yun Geshang’s inner hope.
*Swish!*
The sharp sword blade suddenly pierced through soone’s heart. In the next instant, Ning Fan drew the sword out without pause and struck at another person.
The loss of one mber caused a noticeable decline in Night Five’s aura, but their strength remained formidable.
“Co on, I’m going to feed my sword with your blood!”
A glimr of red flashed in Ning Fan’s eyes—he was starting to lose himself in the carnage. Night Five’s madness had ignited the innate bloodlust buried deep within him.
“Fei Peilie, you go too!”
Suddenly, Teng Yun Geshang shoved Fei Peilie forward.
Fei Peilie was dumbfounded, unable to comprehend what had just happened, as Teng Yun Geshang’s palm pushed him straight toward Ning Fan.
In an instant, Fei Peilie found himself directly in front of Ning Fan.
Ning Fan showed no rcy upon seeing Fei Peilie’s face. He grinned wickedly, the sinister smile sending chills down Fei Peilie’s spine, forcing him to dodge instinctively.
“Too late!”
Ning Fan sneered coldly, thrusting his sword directly into Fei Peilie’s chest.
At the sa ti, Teng Yun Geshang shouted, “Don’t let him draw the sword out!”
Upon hearing Teng Yun Geshang’s command, Fei Peilie spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes turned crimson, tears of blood streaming down his face. He gripped the sword embedded in his chest tightly with both hands and roared, “Die!”
The four remaining mbers of Night Five seized the opportunity and launched a combined fatal strike. If Ning Fan couldn’t retrieve his sword from Fei Peilie’s chest in ti, he’d be unable to evade the incoming attack—it would hit directly!
Yet, at that mont, Ning Fan’s lips curled into a knowing, mocking smile.
*Swish!*
A fierce burst of Sword Qi abruptly shredded Fei Peilie’s body into pieces. In the blink of an eye, Fei Peilie had been dismbered by Ning Fan’s Sword Qi. Simultaneously, Ning Fan twisted his blade and unleashed a wave of Sword Qi to block the fatal strike from Night Five.
The four, now forced back, were unable to imdiately mount another attack on Ning Fan. Ning Fan used this mont to taunt Teng Yun Geshang, “Well, well, Teng Yun Geshang—you really discarded him just like that!”
Ning Fan lowered his gaze to the ground, where a round, blood-drenched object lay. He sighed with regret. If he had known Fei Peilie’s death would turn out like this, he would’ve killed him last ti—it would’ve been a more dignified end. Now, Fei Peilie hadn’t even managed to leave behind an intact body.
In a pool of blood, Fei Peilie’s corpse lay fragnted in several pieces. The only part that seed whole was his head, still bearing an expression of eternal disbelief.
“Whatever the cost, killing you will be worth it. Broken Blade, it’s your turn!”
Teng Yun Geshang’s face was emotionless as he replied. Fei Peilie’s death may have saddened him, but it wasn’t a significant loss. Just as he had said, any price was worth paying to eliminate Ning Fan.
At the sa ti, in the shadows, Broken Blade, who had just been summoned, shivered involuntarily, hesitation creeping over him.
Ning Fan noticed Broken Blade’s reluctance and let out a whistle, as though mocking Teng Yun Geshang. “Looks like this coward is afraid of death, huh? Teng Yun Geshang, even your words don’t seem to sway him?”
“Broken Blade, do you want to die by my hand or Ning Fan’s? Make your choice!”
Teng Yun Geshang roared in anger—Broken Blade’s hesitation at this critical mont made it seem like his commands had lost their power over him.
Yet Broken Blade remained in the shadows, unmoving, as though he wasn’t preparing to step forward at all.
Still, neither Ning Fan, nor Teng Yun Geshang, nor the remaining mbers of Night Five doubted where Broken Blade was hiding. From two days ago, when Broken Blade first began tailing him, Ning Fan had already noticed the man.
“Broken Blade, I’ll give you a chance. Help pin down Night Five, and after I kill Teng Yun Geshang, you can leave. Perhaps after that, you can even take over the Umbrella organization. You don’t want to die, do you?”
Ning Fan suddenly spoke in a persuasive tone toward Broken Blade in the shadows. If he agreed to help, Ning Fan wouldn’t mind letting him go.
“You truly won’t kill ?”
Broken Blade, who had remained silent until now, finally responded. His reply caused Teng Yun Geshang’s expression to shift drastically.
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