Seeing that the Wu Family and Skeleton Sect were about to be wiped out, a martial artist from the Liew Family inford Liew Hong that Liew Bao was dead. Liew Hong was anxious upon hearing the news; Liew Bao was sent to assist Liew Bin, and he always considered him a successor in training. He couldn’t bear the thought of anything happening to this sowhat talented son of his.
But when he saw Ding Fan dragging a one-legged Liew Bin over, his heart shattered, and he roared angrily, "Liew Bin... Ah, you little bastard, I’m going to kill you."
At this mont, in the sky above, Xiner softly said, "Seems like he’s in danger!"
Then she glanced at Tian Qianlian and said, "Tian Qianlian, haven’t you t this person before? Aren’t you going to help him out?"
"Zhong Wushang is clearly helping the Liew Family to annihilate them; I won’t go looking for trouble."
Tian Qianlian shook her head and said. Several strong mbers of the Tian Family nodded; they all understood the aning behind Tian Qianlian’s words. The Tian Family may not fear the Zhong Family, but they surely wouldn’t provoke them over a kid like Ding Fan.
At this mont, Ding Fan was dragging Liew Bin towards the battlefield ahead. Liew Bin had a broken leg, his Treasure Armor was stripped off, and he looked blood red, hair disheveled, like a Ferocious Ghost.
Seeing his most beloved son reduced to such a state, Liew Hong’s blood boiled within, and an imnse anger surged in his heart, wishing to slaughter everyone in front of him to quell the rage inside.
At this mont, Liew Hong pushed his speed to the limit, his murderous aura overwhelming, yet he was shocked inside. Seeing Ding Fan’s age, he felt Ding Fan couldn’t possibly be a match for Liew Bao; however, it was Liew Bao lying on the ground, and how could Ding Fan possibly kill him!
Liew Hong’s cultivation was profound and imposing, and although Ding Fan was sowhat capable, he didn’t seem to be a match for him. At this mont, Ding Fan was truly grateful he hadn’t just chopped Liew Bin with an axe earlier. Otherwise, he would now have to fight Liew Hong to the death.
Liew Hong clearly reached the stage of True Qi external release. The speed of his True Qi external release was fast, capable of killing people from a distance, surpassing Treasured Sword or Giant Axe.
Ding Fan certainly didn’t want to die under the release of True Qi, so he paused, stepping on Liew Bin’s head, and placed the Giant Axe at his neck, coldly watching as Liew Hong approached step by step.
Ding Fan was not afraid to die; no matter who you are, you ultimately face death. If Liew Hong wanted to kill him, then he must be prepared for his son to die with him.
Swoosh!
At this mont, soone suddenly erged from the alley behind Ding Fan, carrying another person on their back, and stopped at the sight.
It was Wu Qingxia and Xia ngqing who arrived, but seeing Liew Hong rushing over like a beast and realizing that Ding Fan was stepping on Liew Bin, she panicked, her delicate figure trembling with tension.
Xia ngqing got off Wu Qingxia’s back, stood in front of her, and whispered, "Sister Qingxia, you must run, looks like the Wu Family is finished, Skeleton Sect too. If you want to live, leave through the back door at once."
Listening to Xia ngqing’s words, Wu Qingxia instinctively retreated, but stopped after entering the back alley. She rembered if she ran, what would happen to Ding Fan and the others?
At this mont, Liew Hong was already in front of Ding Fan, standing a few feet away. He paused, not daring to approach further. At this distance, Ding Fan wouldn’t feel threatened, and he could release True Qi at the appropriate ti to kill Ding Fan.
By now, Liew Bin had fainted due to excessive blood loss, his broken leg still bleeding. As he looked at his son, Liew Hong suppressed his anger, addressing Ding Fan, "You little bastard, release my son, and I’ll let you leave."
Listening to Liew Hong’s words, Ding Fan felt like laughing; did this Liew Hong think he was an idiot? Believing him would be as good as facing death. Ding Fan didn’t say a word but coldly watched Liew Hong, the axe blade inches from Liew Bin’s throat, ready to sever it at any of Liew Hong’s moves.
"I say, old man, your son is still bleeding now. His leg might be broken, but if you found a Spiritual dicine, leg regeneration wouldn’t be a problem. But if the bleeding continues, even Gods won’t be able to save him. So, think carefully before you speak!"
After a while, seeing Liew Hong unmoved, Ding Fan spoke to him.
Watching Ding Fan, Liew Hong frowned. He didn’t expect Ding Fan, who appeared so young, to be so steady and seasoned. At this rate, Liew Bin might indeed die!
Realizing this, Liew Hong reluctantly said to Ding Fan, "Okay, state your terms. As long as my son survives, anything goes. If he dies, I will bury your entire clan with him."
"Great, it’s simple. You provide a vehicle to take your son out of the city, and you cannot send anyone to follow. After two hundred miles outside the city, I will release him. If I don’t, you can send people after us."
Ding Fan stated, knowing the battle situation was beyond him now. He believed Zhuge Qing would find a way to retreat. Xia ngqing initially captured Liew Bin for this purpose — for retreat. He reckoned once outside two hundred miles, pursuing would be challenging for the Liew Family, allowing Ding Fan and the others to escape easily.
"Alright! You can take him away. A carriage is no problem, but you must promise not to kill my son. You must know, in all of Northern Wastelands, the Zhong Family’s influence prevails. If you dare harm Bin, I guarantee you and your people will et a miserable end."
Liew Hong agreed readily; it was evident he truly loved this son.
Though he uttered so threats, Ding Fan simply ignored them. The Zhong Family! No matter how powerful it was, he didn’t believe they’d fight to the end over Liew Bin.
Seeing Ding Fan relax his guard, Liew Hong retrieved a small dicine bottle from his pocket and said to Ding Fan, "This is an excellent Healing dicine; let my son stop bleeding first. I’ll have soone prepare the carriage right now!"
As he spoke, he casually tossed the dicine bottle to Ding Fan, then turned around, seemingly to call soone over to arrange a carriage.
Ding Fan saw it was just a dicine bottle and didn’t take it seriously, reaching out to grab it. However, not far away, Xia ngqing noticed a glint in Liew Hong’s eyes. She imdiately sensed sothing was wrong and hurriedly stopped him, saying: "Ding Fan, be careful! That dicine bottle is a trap."
Seeing the bottle already flying over, Ding Fan had extended his hand to grab it. Hearing Xia ngqing’s words, he reacted quickly, reaching out to swat the bottle away.
"Too late to realize now!" Liew Hong suddenly said, clapping his hands together,
"Bang!"
A loud explosion, and the bottle suddenly burst open, spreading powder everywhere. Ding Fan, being the closest, was covered all over with the powder, especially his eyes, which got a significant amount. He let out a muffled groan, stumbled from the pain, and almost fell to the ground.
"You can collect your son’s remains!"
At this mont, Ding Fan could not see, but Liew Bin was right in front of him. Ding Fan could sense his position, and his hand holding the Giant Axe swung down in rage, aiming to split Liew Bin in two.
"Hmph! In your dreams!"
Liew Hong, with astonishing cultivation, couldn’t let Ding Fan kill his son in this situation, or he would lose face forever. At this mont, his True Qi surged out, and he delivered a flying kick, accompanied by the sound of air being torn, heading towards Ding Fan.
The speed of the True Qi was swift, and Liew Hong, being very close to Ding Fan, was upon him in an instant at a re ten zhang distance. Ding Fan’s Giant Axe hadn’t yet reached Liew Bin when the shadow of the foot arrived.
Although Ding Fan couldn’t see, he could hear the piercing whistle of the shadow, a sound that made Ding Xin sense a deadly danger.
He hesitated no longer, instinctively putting the Giant Axe in front of himself. He had a feeling that he would be killed by the shadow of the foot before he could kill Liew Bin. He had no intention of dying with Liew Bin, so he chose to protect himself.
"Bang!"
The shadow of the foot struck the axe, a terrifying force transmitted through it, sending Ding Fan’s Giant Axe flying. His entire body was flung backward, spitting blood continuously in mid-air, his body akin to a blade of grass flying away, crashing through three walls before landing in a room, unmoving.
"Ding Fan!"
At this mont, Xia ngqing was still dashing towards Ding Fan. Seeing him get smashed into that room, her eyes showed a complicated expression. She had indescribable feelings for Ding Fan; growing up, no man had ever held her, yet Ding Fan not only saw her body but also touched her. She genuinely didn’t want him to die.
"You little bastard, I’ll skin you alive."
Liew Hong shot out like lightning, intending to rush into the room. He knew Ding Fan wasn’t dead; the Giant Axe had absorbed part of the force, and Ding Fan was also wearing Liew Bin’s Treasure Armor, which could shield him from much of the force. Otherwise, Ding Fan would have been dood.
"Whoosh~"
He hadn’t yet reached the room when he heard the sound of sothing tearing through the air. Startled, he turned around to see a steel spike heading for Liew Bin on the ground. Before he could react, the spike had already embedded itself in Liew Bin’s body.
The spike was entirely dark, clearly coated in a potent poison, and Liew Bin didn’t even have a chance to scream before he was dead.
Seeing his beloved son get shot dead, an endless fury and regret surged through Liew Hong’s heart. Earlier, he saw Xia ngqing arriving and noticed she didn’t appear to be a Martial Artist; her body lacked True Qi. Therefore, he didn’t pay her any mind, not expecting that just because of his carelessness, his son would be shot dead by a chanism hidden in Xia ngqing’s arms.
At this mont, Liew Hong was heartbroken, roaring to the heavens: "Bin’er, Bin’er~!"
With grief consuming him, his roar echoed in all directions, heard by everyone still fighting up ahead, startling them. Liew Hong himself went over, yet his son Liew Bin was killed; there must be another expert over there!
Liew Hong scread twice, his eyes turning blood red. No longer caring about Ding Fan, he glared at Xia ngqing with murderous intent, shouting: "You wretched girl, I’ll tear you to pieces!"
Xia ngqing, on the contrary, wasn’t tense at all. Earlier, Liew Hong wanted to kill Ding Fan, aning Ding Fan wasn’t dead yet. To save Ding Fan, she imdiately thought of a way to distract Liew Hong. Killing Liew Bin with the chanism was to lure Liew Hong over, and now his attention was drawn; her goal was achieved. She calmly said, "Clan Master Liew, I’m so small, it’s not easy for you to tear to pieces. But using my life in exchange for your son’s, he’s not in the least bit wronged."
Her words made Liew Hong even angrier. He originally wanted to kill her with a single palm, but suddenly changed his mind. He decided not to let her die easily, wanting instead to tear all her limbs off and torture her to death bit by bit. He wanted her to regret killing Liew Bin.
Lightning-fast in his thoughts, he grabbed Xia ngqing by the neck and lifted her up.
"Ah!"
In the sky, observing maidens couldn’t bear to watch and turned their heads away; none of them wanted to see a young girl die this way.
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