One punch calms the storm, no gods in the world

Chapter 150 Battle with Fei Luo

Four days later, at night, Tianbao Mountain.

The summer climate is cool, with a gentle mountain breeze accompanied by the chirping of insects.

An Wenqiang stood at the staircase pavilion at the foot of the mountain, feeling the coolness of the night breeze blowing across his body, gazing around with sharp eyes.

He is an inner sect disciple of the Southern Saint Sect, and his strength is as high as the fourth level of inner training. However, now that the Southern Saint Sect has annexed the Blood Demon Sect, most of the disciples in the sect are guarding and imprisoning, and reforming the Blood Demon Sect disciples, there is a shortage of manpower, so he ended up doing such a boring job as guarding the mountain road.

On the road not far away, a roaring motorcycle pulled over to the side of the road. Not long after, the voices of a man and a woman talking were heard.

“But it seems that this place is not open.”

"Who cares? It's so late now. Just think about it. We are on this mountain. Hehe, how exciting it is."

"Hate."

As the sound got closer, a couple appeared in An Wenqiang's sight. The man wore a gold necklace, had triangular eyes, and had large tattoos on his arms. The woman was about 27 or 28 years old, mature and charming, but she was wearing heavy makeup, black stockings, and a low-cut dress, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin.

As they got closer, they saw a young man in a white slim-fitting uniform standing in the pavilion at the entrance of the mountain.

An Wenqiang glanced at them and said, "This place is still under construction and is not open to the public for the time being."

The tattooed man took a step forward, and as soon as he opened his mouth he smelled a strong smell of betel nut.

"Brother, please give us some face. We are just going up to see the scenery."

"Sorry, we are not open to the public."

The tattooed man glanced at the woman holding his arm, unbuttoned his shirt slightly, revealing the handle of a dagger at his waist, and spoke in a cold tone.

"What if I insist on going up?"

This is a remote place with no one around. If an ordinary security guard was frightened like this, he would most likely let him go. However,
An Wenqiang looked at him quietly, then suddenly kicked out, hitting the tattooed man's waist and abdomen like lightning.

With a snap, the tattooed man took a few steps back, knelt on the ground, holding his stomach. His face was as pale as paper and beads of cold sweat were oozing out.

His ribs were broken.

The woman screamed and held the tattooed man's arm.

The tattooed man lay on the ground for a long time before he stood up with the help of the woman. His lips were trembling and he didn't dare to look at An Wenqiang. He left in shame with the help of the woman.

Watching them leave, An Wenqiang shook his head.

He kept watch at the foot of the mountain, and basically every night he would meet a few ordinary people who wanted to cross the mountain.

Some are social hooligans, some are anchors who come to broadcast their adventures live, and some are college students.

However, there are only ordinary people who have stumbled into this place.

Now that the Nansheng Sect has defeated the Xuesha Sect and completely established its position as the number one sect in Nanjiang Province, no small force dares to challenge the Nansheng Sect.

The reason why people were sent to guard the mountain was just to prevent ordinary people from accidentally breaking into the mountain gate.

Jingle bell, jingle bell.

Just then, a clear bell sound was heard.

An Wenqiang's eyes moved, and he saw a figure appear in the darkness, his whole body was pitch black, even his head and face were covered by a black curtain hat.

On his left waist was a long knife.

The long sword has a black hollow metal scabbard, and the handle is also made of the same metal as the scabbard, with two red beads inlaid on it, and one inlay slot is empty.

The whole knife is exquisite and retro, like an antique work of art.

The source of the wind chime sound was the right waist of the man in black, on which hung a hexagonal metal plate with the number seventy-five written in ancient Xia language. Two bells fell on the metal plate, making crisp bell sounds as he walked.

“Is this the South Saint Gate?”

The man in the black bamboo hat stood in the darkness and asked An Wenqiang at the pavilion in a hoarse and cold voice.

"Who are you and what are you doing in our Nanshengmen?"

An Wenqiang held the walkie-talkie at his waist, looking alert, as if facing a powerful enemy.

The other party's attire and cold tone made An Wenqiang feel that he had bad intentions.

especially.
His eyes were fixed on the metal plate on the other person's waist. In the Wu Dynasty, members of different sects would also hang such a hexagonal plate on their waists, which would be engraved with the name of their sect and indicate their identity.

But, what does the number seventy-five engraved on the metal plate mean?
Swish!
"That's right."

The voice of the man in black came from behind An Wenqiang, followed by the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs, which was getting farther and farther away.

An Wenqiang stood in the pavilion in a daze, but the hand holding the walkie-talkie could no longer press it.

His neck, arms, torso, and thighs were covered with dense bloodstains.

As the blood seeped into the bleeding points, An Wenqiang's body collapsed to the ground like a building block, completely turning into a pile of fragments.

An Wenqiang’s death is just the beginning.

As the men in black and bamboo hats advanced, all the Nanshengmen sentry posts on the way up the mountain were eliminated one by one, and no information was transmitted.

In the silent night, the disciples of the Southern Saint Sect died silently. The enemy had already arrived, but no one noticed.

However, although he did not receive any information, Su Ti, who was resting with his eyes closed in the retreat room of the leader of Tianbao Mountain, suddenly opened his eyes.

"coming."

Although he had no source of intelligence, the uneasiness and danger in his heart had reached the extreme at this moment. An extreme murderous intent and dangerous aura madly impacted his sixth sense, warning him of danger, danger!

Suti walked out of the retreat room, opened the door and walked out.

The moment he stepped out of the door, he subconsciously looked up.

On the eaves of the courtyard, under the huge full moon of September, a black figure with a long sword on his waist was sitting on the eaves, and his eyes under the bamboo hat were staring at Su Ti who was walking out.

A faint murderous intent began to spread in the yard.

When he saw that figure, Suti felt as if his heart was being tightened.

An invisible pressure and momentum enveloped him.

It was like a mouse being stared at by a snake. It was a look and aura of a predator, a hunter, and a natural enemy that was superior to him.

"This guy is so strong, I can't handle him."

As soon as they met, Su Ti's heart went cold, and he made this judgment almost instantly. "Who are you, and why did you break into the gate of my Nanshengmen?"

Although he was just asking deliberately, Su Ti was 100% sure that the other party was the killer sent by the Shen family.

However, the other party's next answer was somewhat beyond his expectations.

The man in black clothes and a bamboo hat spoke in an extremely cold voice, like a cold-blooded animal.

"You lowly human, you took away my offerings and killed my demon soldiers, and you don't even know who I am?"

Hearing this, Suti instantly recalled the past.

"That golden python is your subordinate. Are you the Fei Luo it mentioned before it died?"

Clang!
Fei Luo did not say anything. There was only a clang sound of a sword being drawn, and he suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Su Ti's pupils shrank, his feet left a mark on the ground, and he quickly retreated.

Almost at the moment he retreated into the room, a long metal knife flashing with a strange red light slashed into the floor like cutting tofu.

"Can you run away?"

Looking at the door that was closed in an instant, Feiluo shook the metal knife in his hand, and the next second, the door made of iron and wood was instantly cut into pieces, and then he rushed in like lightning.

However, the next second after Feiluo rushed into the house, he flew out at an even faster speed.

boom!
A golden Buddha with a height of three meters and five, golden eyes, and ears that hang down to his shoulders, holding a huge rectangular sign in both hands, like a big shield, rushed out of the house like a bulldozer.

The violent force crushed Fei Luo's legs, who was holding a knife to defend himself, and he plowed the ground. He kept retreating and instantly retreated from the door to the yard.

Being pushed back by the opponent's crushing force and about to hit the courtyard wall behind, a gleam of light flashed in Feiluo's eyes.

This human who killed the demon soldiers under his command and the first-level warrior of the Shen family is indeed quite powerful.

"Shadowless. Three consecutive hits!"

Swish!
In an instant, a fiery red knife shadow flashed, and a huge Z-shaped knife mark exploded on the signboard held by Su Ti, along with dazzling sparks in the dark night.

This Nanshengmen signboard was specially made by Suti and built by the logistics department of the Nanjiang Provincial Bureau. It was said to be as hard as tank armor, but it was cut two centimeters deep in an instant.

Even though the entire sign was five centimeters thick, two-fifths of it was cut in half.

However, the explosive move did not cut through the "shield". Fei Luo was surprised, but did not confront it head-on. Instead, when the knife light exploded and Su Ti's body holding the shield stiffened slightly, his figure suddenly disappeared.

"Shadowless. Wrong Step Slash"

Su Ti, who was holding up the shield, only felt a strong wind coming from the side. His pupils shrank, and he raised the shield to defend himself, but he was a beat too late.

Swish!
A long red light flashed across his side, and then appeared ten meters behind Suti. At this time, Feiluo grasped the hilt of the knife with his backhand, stretched his arm forward, and stopped in place with an explosive forward posture.

Suti's body sank, and he half-knelt on the ground with a plop, leaning on the signboard with one hand and covering his waist with the other.

At this time, a wound more than ten centimeters long appeared on his waist. The fifteen layers of external training and the physical fitness of 7.0 were actually broken directly by a knife.

This was the first time that Suti Longxiang's defense was broken after his mastery of the Prajnaparamita Sutra.

Not only that, the muscles at the wound on Suti's waist were broken and turned outward. A faint red light remained on the wound, causing blood to flow out at an unreasonable speed.

In just a few seconds, Suti's palm, which was covering the wound, was stained red, and there was a pool of blood on the ground.

During this period, Suti also tried to control the muscles at the wound to close it, but the muscles that he used to be able to control at will became uncontrollable and motionless under the influence of the residual red light.

Su Ti's eyes focused. This knife was definitely not an ordinary weapon.

Ordinary weapons could not possibly be so sharp, let alone possess that strange red energy. That energy remained on his wound, preventing him from closing it and causing him to bleed profusely.

Fei Luo made a knife flower, turned around and looked at Su Ti in surprise.

"Human, you don't have a concentrated heart core, but you can withstand the attack of the Blood-Transforming Yin Blade with just your flesh. Among all the human ancient warriors I have ever met, you are the strongest one."

"But without blood, no matter how strong a person is, he is just a person."

"Die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feiluo suddenly jumped up again, like lightning, and attacked Suti.

Hurry up!
Fei Luo's speed was so fast that even Shen Jianghe, who had previously used a five-fold explosive blood combat body, was not half as fast as him.

It was so fast that even with Suti's dynamic vision, he couldn't see the opponent's movement trajectory!
At this moment, even in his strongest Dragon Elephant Vajra state, Suti felt a strong breath of death coming towards him.

Ping!
In an instant, the two figures collided with each other, and a loud metal collision sound was heard at the moment of contact.

boom!
Fei Luo flew back, and just a moment ago, when he used his speed advantage to get behind Su Ti, the opponent seemed to have predicted the future and threw a card at him, which collided with his Blood-Transforming Yin Blade and knocked him out.

This surprised Fei Luo a little, and she didn't know how the other party reacted.

Suti stood in place. Although he seemed to have not changed at this moment, in fact, the wisdom eye between his eyebrows had opened silently. While his ability to predict danger skyrocketed, his brain power began to be consumed rapidly. Coupled with the huge consumption of the Dragon Elephant Vajra State, he now had less than fifteen seconds left to fight.

Without any hesitation, after repelling Fei Luo with his sixth sense, he tapped the bleeding flank five times with the five fingers of his right hand. The powerful finger force penetrated the body and temporarily blocked several major blood vessels. The blood that was originally flowing wildly on the flank stopped instantly.

boom!
Seeing Su Ti's action to stop the bleeding, Fei Luo snorted coldly, whooshed to Su Ti's side, and slashed at him without giving him any chance to breathe.

The knife was so sharp that even Suti was unable to block it with his body, and could only set up the Nanshengmen’s signature defense.

But the next second.

"Shadowless. Double swords!"

Two dazzling red lights exploded at one position, and the fallen leaves, floating dust, flowing air, and everything that blocked the red light were cut in half. At the same time, the signboard of Nanshengmen held by Suti was also cut in half.

The sign of Nanshengmen was split in two in the middle. Feiluo, holding the Blood-Transforming Yin Knife, suddenly passed through the gap like a black line, and slashed towards Suti's neck with the long knife in his hand.

At this moment, Feiluo's eyes showed a gleam of victory.

As a Type II evil weapon, even with only two beads and two-thirds of its power, the Blood-Transforming Yin Blade is enough to cut through the armor of a first-level soldier.

If this knife hits the neck, due to the blood-letting effect of the Huaxue Yin Knife, the carotid artery will instantly gush out blood in large quantities, and the opponent will definitely die.

However, when the knife was less than 20 centimeters away from Suti's neck, Suti suddenly opened his mouth.

From a microscopic perspective, the cells in Suti's body continued to self-destruct, and a large amount of life potential was stimulated. The surging power continued to gather in his body, and under the circulation of qi, blood, and internal organs and muscles, it finally turned into an extremely terrifying sound wave that spewed out of his mouth.

The sounds of a dragon's roar and an elephant's hiss came together, transforming into a spiral sonic boom that surged forward.

Fei Luo, who was less than half a meter away from Suti, narrowed his eyes when he saw this scene. He had no time to dodge and was hit by the spiral sonic boom the next moment, flying backwards at an even faster speed.

Burning life. The dragon and elephant roar to the sky!
(End of this chapter)