activa-t Chapter 70 I promised Zhang Xiangyang I would bring you here to avenge him.
Chapter 70 I promised Zhang Xiangyang I would bring you here to avenge him.
Chapter 70 I promised Zhang Xiangyang I would bring you here to avenge him.
Zhang Yuan glanced at the crowd and took a step forward.
The energy and blood in his body vibrated using the power circulation method of the Wild Bull Fist.
"Moo—!"
A desolate, powerful roar, seemingly from the ancient wilderness, suddenly exploded in everyone's ears!
Suddenly, the powerful and wild essence of the Rocky Bull Fist erupted from Zhang Yuan's body!
This artistic conception, along with his own surging blood and qi, and the bloodthirsty battle intent of the dozen or so veterans around him, which had been condensed through countless battles and originated from the same source, instantly merged together!
The veterans trembled violently, their eyes gleaming with unbelievable surprise and excitement!
Someone's lips trembled, tears welled in their eyes, and they whispered almost in a daze, "Captain... Captain—it's the Captain's fighting spirit! You—you've returned?!"
A colossal object, both illusory and incredibly solid, standing over ten feet tall, suddenly materialized above everyone's heads!
It resembles a giant bull, but has ferocious sharp horns on its head, its body is covered with rough textures like rocks, and its eyes are blood red, exuding a terrifying aura of rage and destruction!
It was the illusory image of the martial spirit beast that combined the fighting spirit and blood of everyone with Zhang Yuan's fist intent!
Military formation!
"hiss--!"
"What is that thing?!"
"Ya--you monster?!"
"A martial spirit?! No, that's not right! It's a combined attack formation?!"
Up in the attic, gasps of astonishment rose and fell, everyone utterly shocked by this scene that defied all comprehension!
The terrifying pressure emanating from that ten-foot-tall martial spirit beast made them feel suffocated even from a great distance!
The illusory image of the Martial Spirit War Beast surged forward, crushing everything in its path, following the footsteps of Zhang Yuan and the veterans in hemp clothing!
Each time it stepped on the ground, even though it was just a phantom, it caused the ground to tremble.
Every head shake, every roar, was accompanied by an overwhelming force!
The Black Tiger Gang members who stood in its way were like paper figures, instantly torn apart, knocked away, and trampled to pieces!
Severed limbs and heart-wrenching screams intertwined on the pier, creating a bloody hellscape!
On the upper floor of Tingtao Pavilion, Li Jintang gripped the railing tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force. When he saw his Martial Soul War Beast crush the Black Tiger Gang members, he gasped in shock: "Battle Formation Beast Condensation? He even knows such a battlefield secret technique?"
Turning his head, he looked at Xiao Yang, whose expression was solemn, and whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief: "If Brother Qingyang doesn't die today, he will surely transform into a dragon and soar to the heavens one day!"
Xiao Yang did not respond; he remained rooted to the railing like a statue.
Li Jintang heard that almost inaudible sigh: "A madman—a truly reckless madman—"
On the pier, Zhang Yuan remained calm, though his hempen clothes were soaked with blood.
【Ding! 】
[Slaying a mid-stage Acquired Realm martial artist increases lifespan by 28 years!]
【Ding! 】
[Slaying a martial artist at the early stage of the Acquired Realm increases lifespan by 23 years!]
【Ding! 】
[Slaying a martial artist at the early stage of the Acquired Realm increases lifespan by 23 years!]
A series of cold system notifications rang in Zhang Yuan's mind, bringing several strange warm currents, like streams flowing into rivers, but they did not shake the icy killing intent in his eyes in the slightest.
Each notification corresponds to a life crushed by a martial spirit beast, and lifespan accumulates silently!
On the pier, Qin Hu, whose face had been fierce, suddenly had his pupils shrink to pinpoints, cold sweat poured down his forehead, and his muscles convulsed from extreme fear!
He suddenly roared at the top of his lungs, his voice distorted with panic: "Stop them! Stop them for me!!"
Before the roar had even faded, his feet involuntarily staggered backward, his shoes slipping on the blood-stained pier as he desperately tried to distance himself from the destructive beast!
Just as Qin Hu was terrified by the power of the Martial Soul Beast and staggered backward—
"boom!"
A towering figure, as imposing as a mountain, crashed down on Qin Hu's retreat path like a meteorite, causing the wooden planks of the pier to crack inch by inch!
He Dashan!
His face was as cold and hard as iron, his whole body was surging with innate true energy, his robes fluttered, his eyes were like lightning locking onto Qin Hu, and the oppressive feeling emanating from his body made the air freeze!
"He Dashan?! He Dashan of the Guzhu Gang!!" Qin Hu's eyes widened in fury, filled with disbelief, horror, and despair. "You—your Guzhu Gang actually dares to..."
He Dashan didn't give him a chance to waste words, letting out a beast-like growl!
With a step forward of his left foot, the bluestone ground shattered with a crash, and his right fist, like a battering sledgehammer being fired, accompanied by a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air, slammed straight toward Qin Hu's chest without any fancy moves!
Before the fist even arrived, the violent force of the energy had already made Qin Hu's breathing stop!
"No--!"
Qin Hu was terrified and hastily crossed his arms to block!
"Boom—Crack!"
The dull thud of fists colliding was followed by a clear cracking sound of bones breaking!
Qin Hu's arms twisted and deformed instantly, and he flew backward like a kite with a broken string, spitting out blood as he crashed heavily onto a cargo box several feet away, sending wood chips flying everywhere!
At the same time, several dark figures leaped out silently from the murky river water on both sides of the pier!
The first person, whose figure was as agile as a swimming fish, was none other than Wang Ziteng!
His eyes were bloodshot, and the water-splitting dagger in his hand was like a venomous snake, precisely piercing the back of the neck of a Black Tiger Gang leader!
Beside him, the elite members of the Lonely Bamboo Gang, like deadly ghosts, drew deadly arcs in the darkness with their poisoned daggers.
The poisoned daggers and water-splitting daggers in their hands gleamed with an eerie light as they precisely pierced the throats and backs of the Black Tiger Gang's elite members who were trying to escape or resist!
Assassination must be swift, accurate, and ruthless!
This is precisely the most feared assassination method of the Guzhu Gang!
Several more bodies were found at the edge of the dock in an instant!
These coordinated and ruthless attacks once again sent chills down the spines of everyone in Tingtao Pavilion.
The intervention of the powerful members of the Guzhu Gang, the terror of the veterans' battle formation, and the deadly assassination of the water ghost—
This Qingyang has silently woven such a terrifying killing net!
On the dock pier, Qin Hu crashed to the ground like a broken sack, countless bones broken, blood mixed with fragments of internal organs gushing from his mouth, his eyes unfocused, filled only with endless fear and despair.
He watched the thin figure, dressed in hemp clothing and holding a blood-dripping dagger, walk towards him step by step, and it was as if he saw the unpredictable death that was about to take his life.
Zhang Yuan walked up to him, looking down at him with an icy, emotionless gaze.
"I said," his voice wasn't loud, but it clearly pierced through the hustle and bustle of the dock, reaching Qin Hu's ears and seemingly echoing in the hearts of everyone watching, "that what is mine will be taken back by myself."
As soon as he finished speaking, his dark short sword, carrying a chilling aura of death, plunged down without the slightest hesitation!
"puff!"
The sword pierced Qin Hu's left shoulder blade with pinpoint accuracy, pinning him firmly to the cold wooden planks of the pier!
The intense pain caused Qin Hu to let out a scream that was not human, and his body convulsed violently but he was unable to break free.
Zhang Yuan stopped looking at Qin Hu, who was struggling like a maggot at his feet, and raised his head, turning his gaze to the back.
"Zhang Jian, Zhang Shi," he said, his voice returning to calm, even carrying a barely perceptible gentleness, yet clearly reaching those behind him, "Come here."
"Avenge Xiangyang."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over Zhang Jiumei, Zhang Zhu, Zhang Liang, and the others who had gathered around him, as if fulfilling a solemn promise, and added softly, "I promised Zhang Xiangyang that I would bring you here to avenge him."