Chapter 150: Not Sparing Even a Single Person
It was dead silent!
The pungent smell of blood a.s.saulted the senses as it wafted over the noses of all the genius Main Path Guild disciples stepping down from the second floor. It made them feel the uncontrollable urge to vomit.
It was a horrible sight to see their fellow disciples beheaded or stabbed in the heart.
An Fan’s eyes were bloodshot! It was filled with sorrow and rage.
He never expected that the situation would turn out this way. Fang Lang was clearly cornered by them in the Jade Pavilion.
However, as soon as Fang Lang stepped out of the store, he did not choose to run away. Instead, he attacked the restaurant! He went on a killing rampage and completely slaughtered all the Main Path Guild disciples on the first floor of the restaurant.
“He just advanced to the fourth-cla.s.s, sword intent realm. Why does he have this level of offensive power!?”
“How ruthless! He’s truly vicious!”
“Fang Lang! Be d*mned! The Main Path Guild will not spare you!”
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At the foot of the stairs, the Main Path Guild disciples were frozen to the spot.
They would have never predicted that result!
Fang Lang’s viciousness far exceeded their expectations!
He was a fish trapped in a net but he had become a vicious crocodile that was baring its teeth at them!
He killed many of the Main Path Guild disciples easily as though he was crushing dead weeds.
An Fan was filled with terror and even more disbelief. Even though he could not make sense of the scene before him, it made him understand that there was no possibility of retreat!
They must defeat Fang Lang!
An Fan looked towards the cultivator beside him who wore a bamboo hat and was equipped with a steel sword.
This was a cultivator that he hired at a high price. He was a fourth-cla.s.s realm sword cultivator.
At that moment, the cultivator did not seem fazed even when faced by a mountain of dead bodies on the first floor of the restaurant that consisted of countless cultivators and Main Path Guild disciples.
However, this was a normal scene for a cultivator’s vendetta battle for this cultivator. In fact, he had seen other cultivator’s vendetta fights that were more gruesome than this.
“Help me stop Fang Lang,” said An Fan in an extremely serious tone to the sword cultivator.
This was a top-level cultivator. Hence, An Fan trusted in his abilities.
The person did not say a word. His body instantly launched out like a missile as the steel sword in his hand instantly flashed out.
As soon as the cultivator stepped out, An Fan and the disciples around him swiftly began to cast a rune.
An Fan was extremely quick at casting runes. In an instant, he was surrounded by five runes. Each rune possessed a terrifying killing ability!
Fang Lang’s warm smile gradually waned. He stared at An Fan.
An Fan was extremely powerful. He was the strongest disciple among all the Main Path Guild disciples under the fourth-cla.s.s realm.
An Fan did not dare to act carelessly.
As for the cultivator with the bamboo hat that An Fan hired at a high price, as he brandished his steel sword and rushed towards Fang Lang, only then did Fang Lang turn his gaze towards him.
A sword master. The cultivator was also a sword master. He did not belong to a sect so he was counted among the rogue cultivators.
A look of defiance flashed across the eyes of the rogue sword cultivator when he saw a true cultivator such as Fang Lang that came from a sect.
His steel sword was mingled with sword intent and blade energy that extended over countless feet as he brandished it.
His blade moved like a snowstorm!
This was the sword intent of this cultivator!
The sword cry rang out shrilly as the whole place was illuminated by the countless sword light emanating from the sword. It looked as though all the air around Fang Lang was being sliced apart.
Fang Lang swept a glance at this fourth-cla.s.s sword intent realm cultivator. There was no ripple of emotion across his features.
He took a step out and his figure instantly turned into a streak of illusions. Even though he had been fighting for such a long time, Fang Lang did not feel tired. This was the effect of the 2x Endurance Card.
Fang Lang could see the anger and hatred in the cultivator’s eyes. The two of them drew closer. Fang Lang swung the Obsidian Sword. As the swords clashed, a clear sound reverberated throughout every corner of the restaurant.
Fang Lang’s Spirit Steps kicked into gear and the illusions instantly sped up. This made Fang Lang’s sword attack even more powerful. In addition, his time sword intent surged out of his energy center into the Obsidian Sword, causing the cultivator to feel as though his sword moved extremely slowly, as though it were in quicksand.
However, Fang Lang’s movements were not affected. In fact, it seemed to have sped up!
With a single swing of his sword, a sword intent lotus flower bloomed. The cultivator watched as the sword in his hands shattered into pieces!
The sword that had been his constant companion shattered into pieces, disappearing without a trace!
Within the sword lotus, a relentless sword cry rang out.
In the restaurant, a gust of wind formed from blade energy broke out. The cultivator was completely at a loss.
He could not make even… a single attack!?
Was this the difference in abilities between him and a sword disciple from the Sword Guild!?
The cultivator’s face could be glimpsed through the bamboo hat, revealing the shock in his eyes.
A moment later, his chest was blown apart by the blade energy lotus. His body flew back! All his meridians were destroyed and blood poured out of every pore in his body. He turned into a thick mist of blood!
All it took was a single sword attack and a cultivator who was also of the fourth-cla.s.s realm was defeated!
The cultivator that An Fan paid a steep price for was defeated! The cost of his defeat was death.
An Fan looked at the cultivator’s dead body with absolute shock. However, the expression on his face did not falter. This was because he had completed his rune!
“Tempest Rune!”
An Fan floated into the air. A rune appeared beneath his feet. Countless arcs of lightning streaked within the rune!
With a bend of his finger, an arc of lightning suddenly burst out, like a flash of lightning behind the clouds. It contained an immense rune power as it surged towards Fang Lang!
Fang Lang’s eyes froze. An Fan’s power filled him with fear.
He did not try to face it head-on. Instead, he accelerated to dodge the attack with the help of the 3x Speed Card.
A bolt of lightning flashed through the air!
A ma.s.sive pit suddenly appeared in the ground. Arcs of lightning danced within the pit non-stop.
An Fan cast the Tempest Rune, which he was most adept at. The rune that he could not perform in the arena at the Resource Battle had materialized.
“You did not experience the terror of this rune at the Resource Battle… I’m going to give you the chance to fully experience it today!”
“The lives of the Main Path Guild disciples that were lost, I’m going to make you pay for it! A life for a life!”
An Fan soared within the Tempest Rune. He seemed to have transformed into a Lightning G.o.d.
He swiftly raised his hand and his fourth-cla.s.s phantasm realm spiritual sense surged out, affecting an area up to dozens of meters around then.
Fang Lang gripped the Obsidian Sword and exhaled deeply.
“The killer…”
His indifferent voice rang out softly.
A moment later, Fang Lang’s figure dashed forward. However, Fang Lang’s target was not An Fan.
He took out the flight sword from the s.p.a.ce ring. The flight swords were all filled with spirit crystals beforehand. After he activated it, the flight sword instantly shot out and flew unsteadily towards a Main Path Guild disciple.
An arc of lightning chased behind Fang Lang. However, with the triple acceleration, Fang Lang was too quick!
Fang Lang was able to dodge the attack because of the cover of the building.
An Fan was like a Lightning G.o.d as he rained down rune attacks relentlessly. However, Fang Lang was able to speedily avoid them all. Even if An Fan’s attacks were extremely strong, it was pointless if none of them could not hit Fang Lang!
All of a sudden, An Fan paled and turned to look at the Main Path Guild disciples outside the building.
He saw that Fang Lang was once again launching activated flight swords.
After their runes were altered, the ten activated flight swords were extremely unstable. They all crashed into the stairs. The disciples who were crafting an extremely powerful Killing Rune only felt the earth spinning around them and their vision went blurry.
The stairs suddenly exploded, bursting into flames as it rained debris.
Fang Lang took this opportunity to approach the explosion zone. An Fan was about to make it rain lightning when his actions faltered. If he did so, he might injure his fellow disciples as well.
The fourth-cla.s.s genius disciples that were caught in the explosion were pretty strong. However, after suffering through an explosion caused by ten flight swords, they were all dizzy and saw stars. No one managed to regain their senses quick enough to cast a rune.
A spell disciple’s physical body is extremely weak. Now that Fang Lang has managed to approach them, it was possible to predict their end!
Fang Lang did not hold back. An Fan was able to craft a terrifyingly powerful rune on his own and cause such a huge threat to Fang Lang. If the group of genius disciples was able to complete their rune, Fang Lang might not be able to survive.
Even though not every disciple would be able to grasp the Tempest Rune, Fang Lang did not care.
He was going to kill all these disciples just in case!
Swish!
The dizzy disciples could sense a chill spread across their bodies.
Fang Lang rushed into the crowd of people, gripping two swords in his hands as he moved nimbly. Each time he raised his sword, it came with a head.
The group of Main Path Guild disciples was slaughtered like lambs on the stairs in their dizzy state. There were even a couple of genius disciples among them whose cultivation was much higher than Fang Lang!
However, the disadvantage of spell mastery could be seen at that moment in time!
A spell disciple without a protection rune was dead meat if they met a spell disciple of the small cultivation level. Even An Fan knew that if Fang Lang could cause an explosion that sent him into a dizzy spell, the outcome would be terrible!
An Fan felt like tearing his eyes out as he watched Fang Lang snuff out the lives of the Main Path Guild disciples with his two swords.
They were all… fourth-cla.s.s genius disciples!
However, at that moment, Fang Lang slaughtered them without mercy!
“You wretched demon!” roared An Fan. His lips quivered.
In his eyes, Fang Lang was like a cold-blooded, heartless demon!
As his sword sliced through the head of a female spell disciple that An Fan was close to, Fang Lang’s deep voice slowly rang out.
“A killer will always kill.”
Not even a single person would be spared.
Fang Lang panted heavily. Even with the 2x Endurance Card, he could still feel his energy and strength drain rapidly.
His white robes were now blood-drenched. His swords were covered in blood.
It was completely silent in the restaurant.
There were no longer any sounds of wailing. Corpses lay all over the ground. A couple of cultivators had fled the restaurant a long time ago.
The restaurant was devoid of people. Only Fang Lang and An Fan were left standing.
An Fan floated in the air. His hair was a mess and his eyes were bloodshot. It looked as though blood was about to spill from his eyes like tears.
He roared angrily and unleashed lightning bolts from the Tempest Rune without holding anything back!
His companions were all dead! There was nothing else that he needed to look out for!
Let it all burn!
Countless lightning bolts rained down. It was the rage of a ninth-grade, fourth-cla.s.s spell disciple. In an instant, the entire first floor of the restaurant was transformed into a sea of lightning. Countless corpses were zapped and sent soaring into the air.
Fang Lang darted non-stop among the sea of lightning. However, now that he was faced with An Fan’s blanket technique, Fang Lang’s only option was to run out of the restaurant.
As soon as he escaped from the restaurant, Fang Lang took out the rest of the flight swords. He activated the swords one after another and hurled them non-stop towards An Fan, shooting them out like missiles!
The flight swords exploded!
Fang Lang bombed An Fan in the restaurant!
An Fan used up every last bit of energy in him and sent out a Spirit Awl. After that, an endless stream of illusions appeared behind him.
The Meta Sword Nurturing Spell!
Fang Lang’s energy dropped non-stop until it was nearly non-existent!
He leaped up and brandished his sword.
An Fan, who just recovered from his dizziness, instantly felt his hairs stand on end!
The Tempest Rune, the lightning was the offensive power while the winds acted as a defense.
He mobilized the strong winds to create a powerful wind wall to act as a shield! Despite that, the wind wall was still torn down.
Fang Lang reentered the fourth-cla.s.s sword intent and once again used the Sword Nurturing Spell. Even though it did not match up to Wen Ting’s, who spent ten years nurturing a single sword, it was still terrifyingly powerful!
The power contained within the Meta Sword Nurturing Spell slammed through the wind wall and gushed into An Fan’s chest!
The gigantic amount of force sent An Fan flying into the air, slamming through the wall until he crashed onto the street of Linjiang City.
All the Main Path Guild disciples looked on with shock and disbelief.
An Fan was pinned to the street!
The entire Linjiang City plunged into a deathly silence. Owner Wu and the middle-aged manager in the Jade Pavilion were so shocked they were rendered speechless.
Outside the city, the warriors of the Main Path Guild were stopping the Sword Guild warriors from entering Linjiang City. Spiritual sense billowed in the air. When they saw this scene, they were filled with utmost terror! They wanted to rush into the city to save An Fan. However… Linjiang City was completely enveloped in runes that they had cast. There was no way to enter!
They could only shout angrily towards the city.
“Stop!”
An Fan who was on the ground looked completely dazed.
The power of the Meta Sword Nurturing Spell completely destroyed his meridians. He was unable to control his mana. His vital energy seemed to be swallowed up by Fang Lang’s sword non-stop.
He looked at Fang Lang blankly.
Fang Lang stood up shakily. He heard the shouts coming from outside the city walls and looked at An Fan’s dazed expression.
Fang Lang removed the Obsidian Sword that was in An Fan’s chest and pressed it against his neck.
Swish!
The bright rays of the sun shone down on the earth.
An Fan shut his eyes because the sun was too bright in his eyes.
However, he did not get the chance to open them again.