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Chapter 539: The Ambush to Deliver Heads [Two in One]
Chapter 539: The Ambush to Deliver Heads [Two in One]
Fang Che's heart sank.
It was this old demon who had arrived at Donghu Zhou.
Bu Chou's long howl was a warning to others: those who weren't strong enough should stay away.
The sound wave attack from the Sky King Flute alone was enough to overwhelm them. They braced themselves for a desperate fight.
In the air, an intense battle raged.
Fang Che and his group rushed forward.
Ahead was an old, dilapidated garden. The remnants of its exquisite walls hinted at its previous owner's prominence.
Now, it was desolate and dilapidated.
What a prime location!
Whoosh!
Five figures appeared, and with their emergence, countless hidden weapons rained down from five directions, like a torrential storm.
"Captain Fang, forgive my rudeness..."
Before he could finish his boastful words, Fang Che and the other eight suddenly moved as one, merging with their swords. Fang Che's Great Sun Sword erupted in response to the attack, bursting forth with a radiant sun amidst the onslaught of hidden weapons.
A dazzling light soared into the night, clashing with the barrage of projectiles and knocking them all aside.
The sword's aura swept through, clearing the heavens!
"These patrols were indeed well-prepared!"
The five Green Dragon Gang members felt the overwhelming pressure and killing intent from their opponents and immediately realized they were outmatched.
But that didn't matter.
Because they weren't the ones taking the lead.
They struggled to block the attacks, whistling as they fought.
In the darkness, two white figures flashed by like ghosts.
They were the same two men in white from the restaurant.
Their faces bore cruel smiles as they silently glided forward, like grim reapers from the underworld, seeking their targets in the darkness.
Then, with a swift motion, they pounced, maintaining a distance of at least a hundred zhang.
Clearly, they intended to strike with composure, kill with elegance, and then depart with grace.
But as they leaped forward, their bodies suddenly halted.
And then, they resumed their charge with unmatched speed.
Their new momentum was no longer one of composure but rather a headlong rush towards death.
Fang Che and his group, having set this trap, were undoubtedly prepared, each ready with their most powerful moves.
Fang Che had gathered all his killing and demonic auras, ready to unleash them at any moment.
The speed of the two white figures was so astonishing that everyone was on high alert.
Mo Gan Yun, taking the lead, clashed with one of them. With a loud shout, his burly body stood firm, and his broad arms swung the wide sword like a waterfall, cleaving horizontally!
The five Green Dragon Gang masters' eyes gleamed with cruelty.
This was a master from the Southeast Headquarters, a Venerable High Grade cultivator. How could a mere King Rank shrimp, no matter how talented, stand a chance? It would only take one move to finish him off!
But in the next moment, everyone, including Mo Gan Yun himself, was stunned.
The sword slashed ferociously.
The astonishingly fast master from the Only Righteous Sect's Southeast Headquarters... without a sound, without dodging or blocking, stared at Mo Gan Yun with lifeless eyes, and then used his waist to collide with Mo Gan Yun's sword!
Was he trying to kill me with his waist?!
Just as Mo Gan Yun was shocked, thinking that his opponent must have a trick up his sleeve to withstand such an attack...
Pfft!
The white-clad man's waist met Mo Gan Yun's sword.
Like a sharp knife slicing through tofu, his body was instantly divided into two halves.
Blood gushed out, soaking the ground.
His internal organs tumbled out with a loud splash.
Although his upper and lower body were separated, they still rushed towards Mo Gan Yun.
"Holy shit!"
Mo Gan Yun was shocked and quickly smashed his fists, one fist sending the lower body flying, and the other breaking the man's neck.
The head spun, dangling by a tendon.
From start to finish, not a single scream was uttered.
Mo Gan Yun was dumbfounded: How... how could this be?
You've been shouting and preparing for several months, and this is the ambush you've set up?
On the other side, a similar situation unfolded.
Yu Zhong Ge faced another opponent, shouting, "Captain Fang, get ready!"
Yu Zhong Ge knew he wasn't a match for his opponent.
His task was to block the first wave with all his might, then hand it over to Fang Che. Using his full power, he would create an opportunity for Fang Che's decisive strike!
But... Yu Zhong Ge's sword slashed out.
With a swish, he severed the opponent's sword-wielding hand. Instinctively, he struck again, and the head fell.
Yet, the body continued to charge forward.
Yu Zhong Ge kicked the opponent's lower abdomen, sending him flying dozens of zhang away.
The body crashed into a tree beside the courtyard wall, bounced back, and rolled on the ground, blood gushing from the severed neck.
The ground became instantly soaked.
Yu Zhong Ge's eyes nearly popped out: "You... you only set up an ambush with these two to assassinate us?"
This unexpected turn of events was beyond comprehension.
Not only were Fang Che's nine men, who had been prepared for a formidable enemy, caught off guard, but even the five Green Dragon Gang masters were dumbfounded!
The battling parties simultaneously paused.
Everyone's expression was the same: a look of utter disbelief.
Especially the five from the Green Dragon Gang, whose ten eyes bulged out of their sockets in unison, questioning their very existence.
Our backers... our support... how could they come out like this?
Do they have some secret technique? Can they turn into ghosts and kill even after death? But if not, who can explain to me? You damn well encouraged us to come for revenge, and to ambush and kill the Life and Death Patrol Unit. We followed your plan to the letter, and as soon as you arrived, you handed over our heads!
What the hell are we playing here? Duan'er Bi stood there, eyes wide open, and couldn't help but take a few steps forward, wanting to see if their backers were truly dead.
A round of sword qi blazed up in the dark night like an explosion of the sun, but Fang Che reacted the fastest.
Regardless of the reason, the important thing now is to take these three down! "What are you staring at? Kill!"
Three cries of agony merged into one as five legs were chopped off by Fang Che's sword.
Only the two Elders were quick-eyed and reacted, but they were still shaken by Fang Che's sword and staggered.
They were immediately surrounded by Mo Gan Yun and the others who had reacted.
Each of them unleashed their full strength in a chaotic attack.
The two King Rank experts, under the siege of Mo Gan Yun and the other six, were like wild grass in a storm, staggering and falling.
Punched by one, then punched by another.
Nian Meng had long since retreated to the side, knowing that although her cultivation was not weak, it was far inferior to Mo Gan Yun and the others. She understood that going up would only create chaos.
So she simply didn't join the fight.
To prevent the opponents from attacking her and causing confusion, giving them a chance to escape, she hid behind Fang Che.
Fang Che dislocated their jaws and sealed their dantian before handing them over to Nian Meng to guard.
Then, he stood there, sword in hand, observing the battle.
Each of the brothers possessed the strength to fight beyond their rank, and with seven of them besieging two, they had an absolute advantage.
Moreover, the two experts were terrified, and their fighting spirit was probably only at 70% of its full potential.
Under the siege of the seven experts, they didn't even have time to commit suicide.
The two Elders fought while their minds were in a daze.
No matter what, they couldn't have imagined this.
These five elders had clearly found the secret valley, discovered the gang's atmosphere, and after several days of discussion, they had formulated this plan.
First, they would create some noise to calm the gang members and also intimidate Donghu Zhou.
Then, they would calmly comfort and handle the funeral, tomb, and other matters...
The gang leader had carefully considered and gathered the entire gang's high-ranking members for a meeting, and after various rehearsals, they had determined that there was no chance of failure and began this operation.
But... the way things were now, wasn't this a setup? They only sent two backers, and they were supposed to create chaos in coordination with the headquarters, each taking the opportunity to strike.
But look what happened! You two started the action here and immediately threw away your lives!
Who sets people up like this?
"What the hell is going on?"
The elder who liked to eat human hearts, Tong Zhi Wang, cried out in despair, "What the hell is going on with you guys?"
"Fucking hell... You two aren't Guardian spies, are you? Damn it..."
He cried out in despair, his mind in chaos.
"You motherfucker... Venerable Rank experts... just sticking your neck out to get killed..."
This elder, amidst the constant blows, desperately fended off the attacks, tears streaming down his face.
"Can someone explain this to me... Oh God... I've fought all my life and never seen such a setup! Using your own lives to set people up, you're truly one of a kind throughout history..."
In reality, everyone knew that there must be something else going on.
The Guardians had a super expert in ambush, but that didn't stop them from cursing the two elders! Could they be so unreliable?
You used Duan'er Bi as bait to lure out Captain Fang and the others. We acknowledge that!
But after luring them out, you actually sent one to die!
Was Fang Che the real bait? Were we the fish? You're afraid these baiters won't catch anything, so you send us to the hook first and then commit suicide... Damn you!
Amidst the cries of despair.
The sound of violent strikes continued to ring out.
Crack, crack...
That was the sound of bones breaking.
Clang, clang... that was the sound of weapons being knocked away.
Boom, boom, boom... that was the sound of being kicked...
Then, a loud boom as they were kicked into a wall, only to bounce back, unable to breathe.
Immediately, crack, crack, as their jaws were dislocated, and boom, boom, as their dantian was kicked. Thud, thud, as Mo Gan Yun punched them in the head.
The two Elders, filled with despair, fainted.
Even as they fainted, tears still hung in their eyes.
Their frustration was beyond words.
And the Third Hall Master, who had his legs chopped off by Fang Che from the start, remained a mere spectator throughout.
To be honest... even now, they still felt like they were dreaming.
Especially Duan'er Bi!
He was completely bewildered.
His two legs were gone, but he sat on the ground, his eyes still dazed.
I had been hiding in the safest place, but how did I end up here?
Looking at the dark night sky.
Looking at the 'Backer' that had become several sections.
Duan'er Bi's eyes were filled with hot tears that rolled down his cheeks.
Choking with anger, he cursed, "You bastards, you tricked me... But this damn... This damn... This damn..."
After saying 'this damn' three times, he was so overcome with grief that he couldn't continue.
He lowered his head and burst into tears.
If he was truly found, and after a battle, he was captured or killed, it didn't matter. Duan'er Bi had roamed the martial world for a lifetime and had long since come to terms with it.
But to be delivered like this, it was really too much of a loss!
"I'll die with my eyes open!"
Duan'er Bi roared to the sky with a hideous expression, "I'll die with my eyes open!"
The two Hall Masters beside him hung their heads low, not even wanting to speak.
You're complaining? You'll die with your eyes open?
What about us? We were already in the valley protected by the formation, no one could discover us, and there was no risk at all.
But this time, we were stirred up and came out... Now, just like you, we have broken legs and are captured. Who can we cry to?
Mo Gan Yun and the others, after the battle, came over in a daze, "Boss, what's going on?"
"I don't know either."
Fang Che's face was solemn, "It's estimated that there's a high-level Guardian Master hiding in the dark."
"That must be it."
Fang Che nodded, "That's right!"
He immediately said, "Quickly clean up the battlefield, inspect the spoils, stop the bleeding, and dress the wounds. Don't let them bleed to death..."
"Should we thank the seniors?"
"The seniors should have left already."
Fang Che was confident.
Because he had just heard Night Emperor's transmission, "Can this side handle it by itself after that?"
Fang Che understood at that moment.
It turned out that the Night Emperor had arrived.
So he calmly nodded.
They heard the Night Emperor's sound transmission, "If you can clean up, I'll go up and take a look. The Sky King Flute has arrived. I estimate that this time, it's still aimed at me."
Fang Che nodded again.
"If there's anything else, the boss is also watching in the dark, so don't worry."
In the end, the Night Emperor still gave credit to his big brother.
Being caught in the middle, he also felt uncomfortable. If only that matter could be put behind quickly.
Fang Che shook his head.
Meaning that Sikong Dou was not needed.
The Night Emperor sighed, knowing that Fang Che still had some resentment.
He said, "I'll go."
Then he soared into the sky, disappearing without a trace.
Sikong Dou hid in the shadows, looking dejected.
It still didn't work... But on second thought, if it had been him who had lost face that day, he would have probably broken off all ties and become enemies.
Fang Che had helped him so much, yet he had lost so much, couldn't he have some temper?
...
Right on that tree where those people had crashed... Such a close place.
There was a gray shadow that merged with the tree, waiting above.
So close that even a fart could be smelled, yet no one noticed.
Including the Night Emperor and Sikong Dou, no one noticed.
It was that ordinary-looking middle-aged man.
En, Fang Lao Liu.
His left leg was resting on one branch, and his right leg on another. His crotch fit perfectly in the fork of the tree, and his hands were spread out on either side of the branches. His neck and back leaned against the branch, and his head was hidden in the shadows.
When the wind blew, his ears even fluttered like leaves...
Even if someone climbed the tree, they might not be able to see him.
It was Fang Lao Liu's Shape Mimicry Technique.
It was said that after he was severely injured, he used the Shape Mimicry Technique to infiltrate a wolf pack and ran with them for two thousand miles, over countless mountains. The pursuers didn't recognize him.
The most impressive thing was... The wolf pack didn't even realize he wasn't one of them!
Now, he was leisurely swaying in the tree with the wind.
His heart was filled with contentment.
"Sikong Ye is actually helping my treasure in secret. Hehe, this kid has some vision. He was decent back then... It's just that his personality is stubborn,"
"No wonder Sikong Dou is so obsequious. This thief has always been arrogant and silly. Since he's so obsequious, there must be something he's done wrong to my treasure... After I recover, I'll cut him down with a few swords!"
"For Sikong Ye's sake, I won't kill him!"
"It seems my son is doing well, with these two brothers helping him, I'm at ease."
Fang Yun Zheng's heart was filled with relief.
Ever since he found out he had a son, who knows what Fang Lao Liu was feeling—excitement, fear, guilt, indebtedness, and various emotions flooded his heart.
This made Fang Yun Zheng, who was already protective of his son, have an impulse to kill everyone who knew.
Dongfang Sansan, Xuefuxiao, Yin Shen Gong, Yan Nan, Duan Xi Yang, and the deputy leaders of the Only Righteous Sect...
If he killed all these people, who else in this world could threaten his son?
Fortunately, this crazy thought only rose for a moment and was suppressed. Otherwise, it would have caused a huge disaster.
So after coming down the mountain, Fang Yun Zheng's first action was to block Feng Yun Qi.
Next, he cut off the connection between his soul and his soul jade pendant.
He fell silent.
From then on, he was like a drop of water, merging into the vast ocean.
He then inquired about Donghu Zhou along the way.
Throughout the journey, he paid close attention to the movements of the jianghu. Sometimes, he would hear people talking about Fang Tu, and occasionally, there would be discussions about jianghu anecdotes that mentioned the Night Demon...
Each time, he wanted to listen intently.
Unfortunately, those murderous brats were all so clueless. As he strained his ears to listen, they would change the topic.
Fang Lao Liu was hooked throughout the journey, his mouth agape.
The urge to kill surged in waves!
It was only when he entered the Donghu Zhou region that he was suddenly enveloped by the overwhelming news of his son, and he was thrilled beyond measure.
He listened and drank alcohol simultaneously.
His heart was filled with excitement, and he cheered inwardly: My son! My own flesh and blood!
The person you're praising, the Wan Jia Sheng Fo in your mouths, is my son!
At that moment, Fang Lao Liu was overjoyed.
Eager to find his son, he continued his search, of course, with a changed appearance.
However, when he finally met Fang Che, Fang Lao Liu felt lost and timid. He hesitated, wondering if a son should be a chubby, soft, and cute little thing with a butt like a candle?...
Although he had heard rumors along the way and knew that his son had grown up, he still felt timid.
Moreover, what status did he have now? He was just an unofficial father, how could he acknowledge his son? Therefore, Fang Yun Zheng followed along, partly because he had been warned by Dongfang San San not to acknowledge his son, and partly because he couldn't acknowledge his son without Fang Qianyi speaking up.
The third reason was that Fang Lao Liu didn't dare.
He was truly timid and felt guilty.
Seeing that the task below was completed, and Si Kong Dou was still secretly following and protecting, Fang Lao Liu didn't leave.
He lay on a tree trunk, sighing heavily.
His son was outstanding.
More excellent than he could have imagined... But how dare you assign such dangerous tasks to my son? Where is my place in all this?
Didn't you even ask me?
As the night breeze blew, Fang Yun Zheng swayed with the branches, and his heart, like his body, was like the waves of the ocean, rising and falling.
Reason told him that he should leave immediately.
But he always wanted to see his son once more, to protect him for a while longer.
The earth-shattering sounds of battle transmitted from above couldn't penetrate his heart.
...
Bu Qiu held the Wind and Cloud Stick, engaging in a high-altitude battle with the Sky King Flute.
Space shattered in pieces.
But from start to finish, the Sky King Flute was always in control.
The Sky King Flute tapped on the Wind and Cloud Stick, each tap accompanied by the mournful sound of the flute.
It was extremely rhythmic.
Although Bu Qiu appeared calm and composed, seemingly evenly matched, the sound of the wind brought by the Wind and Cloud Stick revealed the truth.
There was still a gap between Bu Qiu and the Sky King Flute.
But the Sky King Flute always held back his strength.
Moreover, he was well aware that as long as Bu Qiu didn't fight to the death, he couldn't achieve a fatal blow either.
There was the matter of life and death! "I don't care about your business, but you must leave Donghu Zhou!"
Bu Qiu didn't budge, and the Wind and Cloud Stick transformed into a storm. He was prepared to fight to the death.
Below, the millions of lives in Donghu Zhou, and if a super demon like the Sky King Flute entered the crowd, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"What a joke, I came to Donghu to settle old grudges, how can I settle them if I leave Donghu?"
The Sky King Flute gave a cold laugh, fighting and retreating in the air.
He was already prepared to leave.
The Soul Summoning Melody had been played three times, and the old rival hadn't appeared; well, he should have come out early and was hiding, waiting to ambush.
Although Bu Qiu's cultivation was weaker than his own, he persistently entangled him to the point of death, and the Protector below was already gathering experts, apparently forming the Thousand Souls Formation.
"Bu Qiu!"
The Sky King Flute was calm and composed, saying, "You can't keep me here, even if your Thousand Souls Formation is complete, wanting to kill me is just a fantasy."
"I don't want to stay in Donghu Zhou, I just want to settle old grudges. If you, the Protector, take a step back, I'll owe you a favor."
The Sky King Flute's face was filled with sincerity.
Bu Qiu calmly said, "But you should know that we Protectors never retreat on our own turf!"
The Sky King Flute was helpless. "I'm just here to find the Donghu Night Emperor, Si Kong Ye! Moreover, this time, I came openly, not in secret. Your Nine Lord knows about this!"
"That's your business."
Bu Qiu calmly said, "But with me here, you can't enter this Donghu Zhou!"
Bu Qiu couldn't afford to take the risk.
The Sky King Flute was too dangerous.
As long as he let him go down, one Soul Summoning Melody would result in the deaths of tens of thousands.
But the Sky King Flute also understood Bu Qiu's concerns, yet he was helpless. I truly didn't come to kill, much less to cause destruction, why don't you believe me?
...
(End of Chapter)
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