Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld-Chapter 194 - 74: Overnight Fortune (Part 2)
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"Kill!"
"Haha..."
Hu Yanting, with eyes like a leopard and a brutal disposition, is the most notorious among the head ranks of the Cyan Wolf Gang.
He sliced a fleeing nurse dead on the spot, the scorching blood splattering over his body, unable to resist the urge to howl at the sky, expressing his thrill.
"No!"
"Please no..."
In the next room, a woman's screams were shrill and desperate, yet they filled him with fervor, his copper bell-like eyes filling with blood.
"Woman!"
"Give me a woman!"
Hu Yanting bellowed to the heavens, turning to see a shadow hurling towards him.
What is it?
He instinctively swung his saber, splitting the shadow in two, the hot blood splattering as the body revealed its true form.
"Zhuang You..."
Narrowing his eyes, Hu Yanting glared fiercely ahead:
"Who?"
"It's me!"
Fang Zheng stepped out slowly, casually slitting a bandit's throat.
Hu Yanting squinted:
"Who are you?"
"The avenger!"
"Avenging whom?"
"My uncle!"
"Who is your uncle?"
"..."
Fang Zheng's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but curse:
"Why the hell do you have so many questions?"
"Heh..." Hu Yanting twisted his neck, saber in hand, walking forward, his height of nearly eight feet making him a giant in the eyes of ordinary people.
His arms were as thick as others' thighs, his explosive power imaginable.
Both possessed Three Blood.
The larger the physique, the stronger the power, which is common knowledge.
"I've killed so many over the years."
Eyeing Fang Zheng, he showed a sinister smile:
"Many have come to avenge, but it doesn't matter. Soon, I'll send you down to meet your uncle."
"Hmph..." Upon hearing this, Fang Zheng wasn't eager to act, sidestepping incoming attacks, calmly saying:
"Hu Yanting, do you remember, about two years ago, someone suddenly vanished before you?"
"Hmm?"
Hu Yanting paused, squinting his eyes:
"Of course I remember."
"The things on that person helped me a lot, even my achievement of Three Blood is thanks to that person."
"You're here to avenge him?"
"Correct." Fang Zheng nodded:
"Remember, the one you killed was called Fang Jian. If you meet him later..."
"Forget it."
"You probably won't meet, I'll lend your head."
While speaking, he dodged several attacks and swiftly swung his saber backward, colliding with an inconspicuous hidden weapon.
"Ding..."
In the melodious clash, three Cyan Wolf Gang members emerged from the darkness, eyes filled with murderous intent.
Swords, spears, and lances crisscrossed mid-air, forming a deadly assault.
This group, daring to assault the city and annihilate the official army years ago, had since become elite.
They emerged silently, in perfect coordination.
Fang Zheng contracted his stature, extended his arms, his body agile like a spirit ape flipping mid-air, the saber in hand emitting chilling glints clashing against incoming weapons.
Light in action, yet possessing terrifying giant power within. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦
The three felt their bodies jolt, their weapons unsteady, as a flash of cold light effortlessly sliced their throats.
"Puff!"
Blood sprayed.
With this respite, Hu Yanting seized the chance to charge close, nine-ring saber clattering, violently slicing down.
This slash.
Even an elephant's neck beneath it could be severed.
"Die!"
Fang Zheng turned, eyes calm.
But the aura within him exploded like dynamite, surging through his body, scalp electrified, hair standing upright.
He raised the saber single-handedly, intensively gathering strength, firmly planting his stance, muscles swelling instantly beneath the clothes, giant power erupting.
Crushing strength!
Taichi, Xingyi, Baji's crushing strength merged, fused into the blade.
"Clang..."
Two sabers collided, sparks flying.
In terms of strength.
Fang Zheng swiftly advanced in power with Elemental Thunder Skill, yet his cultivation base was still shallow, weaker than Hu Yanting.
But armed with Martial Dao Will, his strikes instinctive, hitting critically at the blade's weak point, matching evenly in collision.
Moreover,
slightly advantaged.
Hu Yanting's eyes widened, sensing dire trouble, attempted to retreat, only to see thunder jumping ahead, saber light surging.
Thunder-Invoking Technique!
One-Character Heart-Clearing Slash!
Facing the murderer of his uncle, Fang Zheng held nothing back, seizing the chance at full force.
"Puff!"
The sharp Daoist blade ripped through throat, spine, ligaments, vessels, Hu Yanting's wide-eyed head soared, blood spouting from the neck.
Fang Zheng slashed off a piece of cloth, wrapped the head, tied it with a cloth strip behind him.
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"What chaos!"
Fang Zheng, carrying a head and binding his waist, traversed the night.
Where the eyes could reach,
No place in the city was untouched by chaos.
White Lotus Sect cultists, numerous refugees, opportunists, and even some citizens with insufficient food at home were caught up.
Chaos,
amplifying greed.
Things not dared before or dared to think, gained courage tonight.
"Boom..."
Flaming planks flew horizontally, crashing several figures heavily to the ground, a group of White Lotus Sect disciples, heads wrapped in white cloth and dressed in white, swarmed out.
These people, fervent in expression, roaring nonstop, chased and slaughtered without restraint.
Facing such fearless, Divine Strike-shielded cultists, even Three Blood Martial Artists felt scalp tingling, fled desperately.
"Like zombies unleashed..."
Fang Zheng hid by the wall corner, glanced secretly, inwardly clicking his tongue:
"Still high-tier zombies mutated, no wonder they've endured suppression by the Imperial Court through the ages, White Lotus Sect indeed has some means."
Shaking his head, he avoided the direction of White Lotus Sect followers, heading towards the county's edge.
