Rebellious Contract Beast

Everyone knew about Zhu Qingtian's prestige in the Pillow Blade Society. As soon as he said this, most of the members of the Pillow Blade Society soon learned the news.

By the time he came out with his weapon, hundreds of members of the Zhendao Society had already gathered in Zuimeng Garden.

"Let's go! Come with me and kill all the cowards of the Tiger Gang!"

"The great master is mighty! The Pillow Sword Club will surely win!"

"The great master is mighty! The Pillow Sword Club will surely win!"

"..."

With earth-shaking shouts, hundreds of members of the Pillow Knife Society marched forward towards the east of the city in a mighty manner. Along the way, the common people were all terrified. When they heard that people from the Pillow Knife Society were coming, the originally bustling streets were deserted in an instant.

The street vendors didn't even bother to take care of their own stalls, they just turned around and ran to a safe place.

When the people from the Pillow Blade Society arrived, they saw the messy and deserted streets. The current Beitang leader snorted coldly and said to Zhu Qingtian, "Master, it's time to discipline these unruly people. We are the Pillow Blade Society, not man-eating tigers. Why do you treat us like the plague?"

Zhu Qingtian glanced at them coldly and said without turning his head: "When I come back, anyone who lives on this street, no matter who it is, will have their monthly protection fee increased by 20%."

"I understand, Master!"

Hearing this, Beitang's boss' face lit up with joy. By collecting an extra 20% in protection fees, the Zhendao Society's monthly income would increase, which also meant that he could squeeze more money out of it. How could he not be happy?

What about the ordinary people?
What does this have to do with yourself?
As the team moved forward, other members of the Pillow Sword Society would join in from time to time. There were more and more people, and at a rough glance, there were probably four or five hundred people.

Gathering so many people, I thought it would be a big battle on the territory of the Tiger Gang. No, it would be an overwhelming battle!

The members of the Pillow Blade Society will be unstoppable, killing all the enemies along the way and crushing all the Tiger Gangs!

But when they came to the boundary between the two gangs' territories, the leader Zhu Qingtian stopped far away, and the people behind him also stopped.

I saw that there was also a group of Tiger Gang disciples on the opposite side, and it seemed that their number was quite large, comparable to that of the Pillow Knife Society. The leader was none other than Wu Sheng, who had burned down Furongfang yesterday.

"Wow! They're really here! They brought so many people with them, it's quite a big deal!"

"You little brats from the Pillow Sword Society! Do you dare to fight me?"

"My sword is thirsty for blood! You will suffer today!"

As soon as the two sides met, some people from the Tiger Gang started shouting and mocking, and the people from the Pillow Knife Society were not willing to be outdone, and soon shouted: "Just because you are so loud, you really think you are tigers? I think you are just a few kittens and puppies! You will be broken into pieces if you are touched!"

"What are you waiting for? Come up here and fight us if you can!"

"We're not afraid of you! We're here just to wait for you!"

The men on both sides raised their swords high and yelled at the top of their lungs, but they were just talking nonsense to each other and no one took the first move until Zhu Qingtian raised his hand. The people from the Zhendao Society gradually calmed down, and Wu Sheng then told his men to shut up.

At this time, Duan Huai came closer and frowned, saying, "Hey! Did you see the man in black clothes across from us?"

"I saw it. I'm afraid it was Zhu Qingtian."

"No need to guess, it's that damn Zhu Qingtian."

On the other side, Zhu Qingtian had a gloomy face and looked at the person opposite with cold eyes.

Now he had a question in his mind: why did so many people from the Tiger Gang gather here?
You have to know that his order came out very suddenly, in less than half an hour. Logically, the people in the Tiger Gang would not be able to react in time.

But the other party seemed to know something in advance and had gathered people to wait here early.

Zhu Qingtian didn't believe it at all if someone said this was a coincidence.

It seems that the Tiger Gang has planted many undercover agents inside the Pillow Blade Society, far more than just a few.

In this case, they should also know that they are the ones who are doing it themselves this time. With the strength of the Tiger Gang, what can they do to fight against me head-on? Shouldn't they run away and find a place to hide to save their lives?

But they came anyway, and brought so many people with them. Do they think they can deal with me just by relying on their numbers?

Zhu Qingtian is not an innocent child. The Tiger Gang dared to come over when they knew that he had to take action personally. There is only one possibility: they have a way to deal with him!

But in the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy or trick is futile. What gives them such confidence?

As if to verify his guess, a leader from the Tiger Gang stepped forward and shouted to him, "Hey! The one in black at the front! Are you Zhu Qingtian?"

Zhu Qingtian's eyes quickly moved to him, and he said in a low voice: "Who are you?"

"I will never change my name, my surname, it's Wusheng!"

"You were the one who burned down Furongfang yesterday?"

"Who else could it be except me? Humph, but I wouldn't know if I didn't ask, it turns out you are that wimp Zhu Qingtian!" Feeling the pressure from Zhu Qingtian, Wu Sheng couldn't help but feel a little fear in his heart, but on the surface he appeared fearless and mocked loudly and wantonly.

As he spoke, Duan Huai burst into laughter, leading the others to follow him and laugh at Zhu Qingtian.

“Hahahaha! Did you hear that, Zhu Qingtian? You’re a fucking wimp!”

"What a damn villain! Bah!"

The faces of the people in the Pillow Blade Society were filled with gloom. Some wanted to curse back, but they could feel the boiling murderous intent from Zhu Qingtian. The terrifying and suffocating aura spread in all directions. The words they were about to say were swallowed back into their stomachs. They looked at each other and took a step back.

At this moment, Zhu Qingtian had a bloodthirsty and ferocious smile on his face, just like a ferocious beast looking at its prey and provoking itself, with its fangs already exposed, ready to rip open the opponent's stomach at any time.

"The chief is angry."

"Wu Sheng on the opposite side is simply seeking death!"

"Hush, keep your voice down. The chief is moody and we'll be finished if he starts a fight with us."

"Yeah."

The members of the Pillow Sword Society were whispering, but Zhu Qingtian was not far away, so they could only talk in a low voice and dared not speak too loudly.

It was unknown how long it had been, but the smile on Zhu Qingtian's face slowly disappeared, and correspondingly, the murderous aura almost materialized, like a needle piercing into the hearts of the Tiger Gang members, making them unable to laugh anymore.

Fear spread in the hearts of many people. After all, Zhu Qingtian's cultivation level was there. If a real fight broke out, it would be like cutting melons and vegetables for the opponent!
It would be a lie to say that they were not afraid. Some people wanted to retreat, but for some reason they thought and felt relieved. No one retreated.

At this time, Duan Huai said to everyone: "Don't panic, brothers. Zhu Qingtian can't cause any trouble." After he finished speaking, he suddenly shouted: "Zhu Qingtian! Everyone is looking at you! What are you waiting for? Show us your skills! Are you afraid?"

As soon as these words came out, the murderous aura on Zhu Qingtian's body suddenly shook.

After years of wandering around the world, few people dare to provoke me like this, let alone a group of ants!
Where did they get the courage?

The strong all have dignity. Who can tolerate a group of weaklings whose lives and deaths depend on their own thoughts being so arrogant?
A thick murderous aura surrounded him, and the air around him suddenly dropped several degrees colder. The sky seemed to have grown gloomy. Zhu Qingtian stood there like an evil god.

He just shouted in a low voice: "You are looking for death!" Then he suddenly jumped up and his figure disappeared in an instant. He rushed towards Duan Huai and others in front of him like an arrow. The strong wind created by his running directly blew away the stalls scattered on both sides of the street.

Wow!
The storm swept in with overwhelming murderous aura, and the air seemed to be sucked out. Duan Huai, Wu Sheng and others who were standing in the front turned pale and felt it was difficult to breathe.

Zhu Qingtian's cultivation level at the Epidemic Exorcism Stage was more than one major realm higher than theirs. If he really got close to them, there would be only one outcome for them: they would be torn to pieces in an instant!

Everyone wanted to dodge, but the aura on Zhu Qingtian was too terrifying, making their legs and feet completely uncontrollable, and they couldn't hide even if they wanted to.

"go to hell!"

Zhu Qingtian clenched his five fingers into claws, and his spiritual power quickly gathered, surging towards the Tiger Gang disciples in front of him like a tsunami.

But at the critical moment, an equally powerful spiritual power emerged from the side and formed a Dharma body that was more than ten feet high at an extremely fast speed.

Zhu Qingtian quickly noticed this abnormality and his face changed drastically.

"what!"

All kinds of doubts flashed through his mind, and at this critical moment, he had no time to think more.

With a look of horror on his face, he quickly stopped, his spiritual energy circulated wildly, and he jumped back heavily, trying to dodge.

The moment the Dharma body was formed, it raised its arm and smashed down.

Boom!

After a loud bang, a gully split the street into two, and at the same time blocked all the magic spells that Zhu Qingtian blasted at the Tiger Gang disciples.

The crisis was resolved. Duan Huai, Wu Sheng, and Zhang Wenyuan reacted quickly. They knelt down facing the direction of the Dharma body and shouted, "Meet the leader of the Tiger Gang!"

Following the actions of the three, the others also reacted and followed suit, kneeling on one knee and shouting, "Disciple greets the leader of the Tiger Gang!"

Among them, Jian Zhanming and Ye Baocun had mixed emotions, including surprise, surprise and horror. Zhang Wenyuan had previously revealed that the leaders of the Tiger Gangs would personally take action in this battle, but when they saw the Dharma body, they still couldn't help feeling pleasantly surprised.

The mysterious leader of the Tiger Gang finally showed up.

In contrast, the faces of all members of the Pillow Sword Society changed drastically.

"What! The leader of the Tiger Gang!"

"The leader of the Tiger Gang has appeared!"

"How is this possible! How can his cultivation level also be at the Consciousness level?"

"Why did you choose to show up at this time!?"

"No! Let's run!"

Without a few words of discussion, the Dharma body suddenly turned its head and looked over here, and without saying a word, it slapped down heavily with a palm filled with spiritual power.

For a moment, a large number of members of the Pillow Knife Society killed each other for profit, and those who were lucky enough not to be photographed were blown away by the shock wave, and large areas of houses were razed to the ground.

Seeing this scene, many Tiger Gang disciples shouted excitedly.

"The gang leader is mighty!"

Before, Zhu Qingtian used his Dharma body to kill many people from the Tiger Gang, and many brothers did not even have a complete body left in the end.

And now, it’s time for the people from the Pillow Sword Society to have a taste of this.

The Dharma body brought down one palm, and before the people below could react, the second palm followed, blood burst out, and the Pillow Blade Society was completely turned into a hell on earth.

The Dharmakāya standing between heaven and earth was like a god. This was simply a massacre for mortals. No one had the ability to resist and was instantly turned into dust in front of the Dharmakāya.

Fortunately, not long after, a large amount of spiritual power appeared behind Zhu Qingtian, forming a Dharma body of the same height, which stopped the opponent.

"Zhu Qingtian, the third on the villain list, hehe, he's just like that."

"Who are you?" Zhu Qingtian frowned and stared into the other person's eyes. The murderous aura on Wu Gong was comparable to his. He was probably a murderer and definitely had a place on the list of villains. However, he had lived for so long but had never heard of such a person in the world.

None of the people on the list of villains matched his appearance.

"Wu Gong from Black Snake Town, those who know me can call me Master Gong!"

"Wu Gong from Black Snake Town? Humph! Where did this mountain bandit come from? I have never had a person like you."

"This is Dahong. Of course you haven't heard of him. To be honest, I had never heard of your name, Zhu Qingtian, before I came to Jiangzhou City."

"Hehe, it looks like he's from another country?"

"Exactly."

"In that case, I will teach you the local rules!" Zhu Qingtian sneered and took out his magic soldier. The spiritual power in his body and the resentment of the magic soldier itself intertwined with each other, making his whole aura become ominous.

Wu Gong was not afraid at all. After a fierce smile, he drew out his black ghost-head knife. The murderous aura on his body rose to the sky, and the Dharma body standing behind him also became violent.

"You want to fight! Don't come and fight!"

With a loud shout, Wu Gong attacked boldly, flew up, and carried the huge Dharma body behind him. He chopped down with a knife, and the terrifying knife light also came down, heading straight for the opposite side.

Zhu Qingtian was not willing to be outdone, he raised his magic weapon and rushed forward. The two bodies soon collided with each other, and the impact caused by the bombardment of spiritual power exploded in mid-air, and the storm that was set off destroyed countless houses.

“That’s all you can do!”

"Just you? Watch this!"

He waved the magic weapon in his hand and barely blocked Wu Gong's attack. Then a triumphant smile appeared on his face. He suddenly jumped up and stabbed the opponent's Dharma body with the magic weapon. With one hit, he smashed the Dharma body's spiritual energy so much that it dissipated.

Unexpectedly, Wu Gong also showed the same smile on his face. He stretched out his hand, grabbed his foot and slammed it to the ground.

Afterwards, his somewhat incomplete Dharma body pressed against Zhu Qingtian's Dharma body, pushing him forward continuously. The sword energy from the ghost-head sword in his hand came out one after another, and each blow was as powerful as a thousand pounds. Zhu Qingtian reacted quickly, gathering spiritual power on the ground to block in front of him, resisting Wu Gong's violent offensive while looking for an opportunity.

But in the next second, Wu Gong suddenly slashed at the members of the Pillow Sword Society behind him. The sword light was like a streak of light, taking away most of the lives in an instant. Some of them didn't even see the sword light before their bodies were split in two, and they died in unclear ways.

"Wu Gong! You are despicable!"

"You still have the nerve to call me despicable? You killed so many of my people before, and I haven't settled the score with you yet! Take another blow from me!"

...(End of chapter)