From Beast Abilities to Sect Grand Master-Chapter 192: Zhao Qing Ying’s Dao

Lin Fan had no time for a breather, as he could hear the cracking of the whip coming from behind him.

He leaped away from the body of the Flaming Vulture immediately.

"Curse you. Running away like a coward. Typical of a Quan soldier."

Boer Si Ti cursed as he saw his whip miss Lin Fan.

He pulled his whip back and cracked it at Lin Fan again.

Lin Fan stowed away his hammers and used his Dragon’s Roar Spear to parry the whip away.

He didn’t have much Qi left, and it was now left up to his physique.

The whip tangled onto his spear, and Boer Si Ti pulled it back, trying to get Lin Fan closer to him.

Lin Fan tried to pull back in the opposite direction with his strength.

And his Level 7 Physique was enough to tussle with Boer Si Ti, who was at the peak of Core Formation Level.

While they were in a tussle, Ho Ming and Hun Yen Kun had crept up behind Boer Si Ti.

They nodded at each other and then thrust their swords at the neck of Boer Si Ti.

Thud.

Unaware of the ambush by Ho Ming and Hun Yen Kun, their twirling wind strike hit his neck.

The twirling wind drilled into the flesh of his neck, and Boer Si Ti let out a cry of pain.

He let go of his whip; the sudden loss of tension made Lin Fan take a few steps back to balance himself.

Boer Si Ti then turned and faced Ho Ming and Hun Yen Kun.

Hun Yen Kun slashed at Boer Si Ti’s legs as Ho Ming went for Boer Si Ti’s eyes.

Boer Si Ti let out a loud roar.

Whoosh.

The gust of wind was so powerful that it stopped Ho Ming and Hun Yen Kun’s attack.

He then drew out his curved sword and slashed it at them.

Splatter.

The slicing wave cut Hun Yen Kun’s shoulder as he turned and tried to minimize the damage.

Ho Ming blocked with both of his swords crossed in front of him.

The impact sent him tumbling across the ground.

"Ho Ming!"

When Lin Fan saw what had happened, he quickly thrust at Boer Si Ti’s neck from behind.

The Dragon’s Roar Spear let out a roar as it tasted Boer Si Ti’s blood.

It glowed as if it were ecstatic from it.

Boer Si Ti used his hand and tried to stop the spear from going in further.

But it was not effective as it was tough to do so.

Boer Si Ti then turned his body, trying to shake it off.

It made it more painful as the spear twisted in the wound.

"Damn you!" Boer Si Ti got frustrated but couldn’t do much.

He could only continue the tussle with Lin Fan, using his hand to try and pull out the spear.

While Lin Fan used all his energy trying to thrust the spear deeper.

Sweat dripped onto the ground as Lin Fan was on the last bit of his energy.

Boer Si Ti smirked as he felt Lin Fan’s strength waning.

He took a deep breath and with a loud roar, he managed to pull out the spear.

Splatter.

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The curved sword cut into Lin Fan’s abdomen, and blood splattered out of it.

"Die, you piece of garbage!" Ho Ming was now on his feet and thrust his sword at Boer Si Ti.

Boer Si Ti swatted him away with his fist to the back.

"Argh."

Ho Ming tumbled across the ground, leaving a trail of blood as he went by.

He finally stopped, and he tried to get up.

Someone stood next to him and gave him a Blood and Recover Pill.

At this moment, Lin Fan held onto Boer Si Ti’s curved sword with his hand and tried to push it away.

Boer Si Ti smiled at Lin Fan and put in more force.

Lin Fan then used the last bit of his Qi and puffed out black smoke at Boer Si Ti.

Roar.

It didn’t work, as Boer Si Ti roared, and the black smoke was blown away.

Tap.

Suddenly, someone tapped him on his shoulder.

Boer Si Ti turned his head, and all he saw was a wine gourd coming at his face.

Splatter.

His nose broke from the impact, and it started to bleed.

"You dirty old man!" Boer Si Ti turned his attention to the dirty old man standing next to him.

He drew out his sword from Lin Fan and slashed it at Zhao Qing Ying.

Zhao Qing Ying used his fingers and held onto the curved sword.

"Let go!" Boer Si Ti shouted as he tried to pull out his curved sword from Zhao Qing Ying’s grip.

He found that he couldn’t.

Zhao Qing Ying looked over at Hun Yen Kun with his shoulder drenched in blood and said, "This is for hurting his shoulder."

He used his other hand and sent a slicing wave at Boer Si Ti’s left shoulder.

The slicing wave sliced Boer Si Ti’s shoulder off his body.

"Argh." Boer Si Ti cried out in pain.

He quickly let go of his curved sword and tried to run away.

Lin Fan quickly stretched out his leg and tripped Boer Si Ti.

The next moment, Boer Si Ti turned face up and tried to get up.

But Zhao Qing Ying stood over him and put him back down with a kick to his chest.

Thud.

The ribcage of Boer Si Ti cracked, and the impact from Zhao Qing Ying’s kick made his organs rip open and bleed.

"This is for him," Zhao Qing Ying said as he glanced over at Ho Ming.

"And finally..." He glanced over at Lin Fan, used his finger, and plunged it into Boer Si Ti’s abdomen.

Whatever armor Boer Si Ti had on was like a piece of paper to Zhao Qing Ying’s finger.

He then slowly moved his finger across Boer Si Ti’s abdomen.

"Argh. Die, you Quan cowards!" Boer Si Ti cried out in pain, and he tried to stop Zhao Qing Ying.

But Zhao Qing Ying held onto his forehead and pushed him back onto the ground.

It was just enough strength to push him back down and didn’t make Boer Si Ti unconscious.

Zhao Qing Ying didn’t want to knock him out as he wanted Boer Si Ti to feel the pain throughout the process.

Boer Si Ti put up a brave front initially, but the pain was too much for him, and he started to squirm and cry out in pain.

Slowly, Boer Si Ti didn’t have the strength anymore from the loss of blood.