C440 Massacre
C440 Massacre
Seeing that the people from the Fifth House had surrounded the entire Blood Drawing Pavilion in ambush, the scarlet liquid could no longer contain the anger in its heart. The flames of fury overflowed into the heavens as a pillar of blood-colored light broke out from the body of the scarlet liquid, piercing through the nine heavens.
Buzz! Buzz!
The imposing aura of the Heavenly Completion Stage Warriors could be said to be heaven shaking as a gale force wind seemed to be blowing within a radius of a kilometer. Lightning and thunder rumbled in the sky from time to time, and the sounds of wind and thunder could be heard incessantly, like the galloping of tens of thousands of horses and the simultaneous cries of tens of thousands of beasts.
"Let me consult the Scarlet Liquid Pavilion Master."
A domineering and wild aura similarly exploded from Wu Changkong's body. The nine purple dragons lingering around him roared in unison, and the dragon cry was filled with a towering ancient aura. It was vast and boundless, causing one's blood to spurt out.
Swoosh!
Wu Changkong and the scarlet liquid each transformed into two streams of light, clashing head-on against each other. It could even be said that their Heavenly Completion Stage s had flipped the heavens and turned the earth upside down, causing auras to shake the surroundings.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
Once the two fought face to face, it was like the collision between two meteorites. Boom! Boom! Boom! A powerful energy shockwave caused a condensed air wave in the air, gushing out in all directions.
Rumble rumble rumble!
The tall building of the Blood Painting Pavilion had collapsed. The sturdy wall was like tofu dregs as it shattered and turned into countless rocks.
Once Wu Changkong and the Scarlet Liquid started to fight, it was impossible for the Lambert to just stand to the side and watch. Now, he was like a grasshopper on a rope, his lips and teeth were cold.
Looking at the other four Palace Masters who were eyeing him covetously, Lambert became more and more anxious. Who in the world leaked out the plans of the alliance between him, the Grand Seal Empire and the Gongsun Family?
Hua Yumei? Impossible, she didn't even know about this.
Could it be the Gongsun Family? That's even less so. What was the reason? Lambert was shocked and angry. Could it be that the five residences were not here for that matter? Their purpose in coming here was purely to eradicate the Blood Drawing Pavilion.
If that was the case, perhaps he would have a chance of survival today. Lambert thought.
But even if Lambert thought about it, he would never have imagined that the person who leaked their plan was a Netherworld Spirit Demon.
"Southern Tower Lord, surrender yourself!" Ling Fang Tang coldly said.
"Humph, all of you, don't you want to bully the fewer with your numbers, and make the enemy your enemy?" Lambert squinted his eyes, thinking about how to deal with the situation.
"Using numbers to bully the young? "Heh." Ling Fang Tang laughed coldly, then his entire body started emitting a colourful light that overflowed into the sky like a rainbow. "Ling Fangtang swept up the seven-colored red light. It was as if a towering, gigantic mountain was pressing down on him." "Using numbers to bully the young is not something our five residences can do. Today, this Ling shall experience your ability."
Lambert's face changed. The other party could fight as they pleased, so today's battle was unavoidable.
"Hmph." Lambert was not one to be outdone, his skinny body had a surging, heaven-shaking aura, releasing an endless amount of strong and dense martial spirit energy, which surged towards Ling Fang Tang.
"Heh, I came at the right time."
Ling Fangtang's eyes flashed with a cold glint as he clasped his hands together and then separated them. After separating, a colorful light sword quickly condensed in his palm. Ling Fang Tang shouted lightly as he pushed out with his hands. Swoosh! The rainbow-colored sword turned into a streak of light as it flew forward, its speed was as fast as a flying shuttle.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
The multicolored light sword was unbreakable and unstoppable. It directly destroyed the vast amounts of martial force in front of Lambert. Lambert frowned, he extended his old, haggard, zombie-like hands, and fierce martial spirit energy gathered in his palms, instantly transforming into a palm-sized golden light wheel.
Although the light wheel was small, it was glowing with a golden light. The Lambert raised his hand, and the golden wheel of light shot out, drawing a dazzling trajectory in the air before clashing directly with Ling FangTang's Rainbow Light Sword.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
The attack of a Heavenly Completion Stage Ranker was so powerful that in an instant, the entire sky seemed to be about to collapse. The clouds and the wind changed color. A magnificent brilliance rose up from the void, illuminating the night sky until it was as bright as day.
At the same time, the great battle below Blood Drawing Pavilion had already erupted.
The day of murder, the night of blood!
Under the charge of the five residences' elite masters, the assassins of the Blood Drawing Pavilion were utterly defeated.
Even these assassins were well-trained, and their hands were covered with blood. However, in this situation, they could not maintain their usual calmness and judgement.
No one would have thought that the five residences would come at such a time. Everyone knew that the banquet at the Violet Dragon Manor was not over yet. Could it be that the Fifth Palace was deliberately using Wu Changkong's birthday celebration as a pretense to target the Blood Drawing Pavilion? From the looks of it, this was most likely the case.
"Kill!"
This was a calamity for the Blood Painting Pavilion. It was a bloody feast for the people of the five residences. When Wu Zhongxian found out that Dong Wan'er was killed by Blood Drawing Pavilion, he had to vent out his anger.
Wu Zhongxian's techniques were fierce and deadly. There was a silver sheen all over his body, just like a god of war. He too had the tyrannical strength of Heavenly Completion Stage. Being bathed in blood, he was like a ferocious tiger who had entered a pack of wolves, unstoppable.
Bang!
Wu Zhongxian's punch had shattered the muscles and bones of a killer's right arm, sending blood and flesh flying everywhere. The assassin's pupils contracted tightly, before he could cry out in pain, Wu Zhongxian had already grabbed his throat.
"Which one of you is Left-handed?"
The hoarse voice was filled with cold killing intent. The assassin felt as if he had fallen into an icehouse. Back then, the killer Dong Wan'er's nickname was Blood Drawing Pavilion's assassin was' Left Hand '. There was no doubt that Wu Zhongxian had to find him for revenge.
"No, I don't know."
The assassin hurriedly replied. At this moment, he was completely terrified. How could he remember which one was the left hand and which one was the right hand? At this moment, a middle-aged assassin who was not too far away glanced over in fear. He quickly took form and spread out a pair of wings of light, turning into a stream of light and fleeing in panic.
"He, he, he, is the left hand?" The assassin with Wu Zhongxian grabbing onto his throat pointed at the middle aged man who was running away and said while trembling.
Bang!
Just as he finished speaking, a fist-sized hole of blood appeared in the man's heart.
Swoosh! Wu Zhongxian instantly transformed into a ray of light and flew out, like a meteor catching up to the middle-aged killer in the blink of an eye. The latter could feel the thick surging killing intent behind him, and could not help but feel his scalp go numb.
"Don't, don't kill me. Young master Zhongxian, I was only following orders back then."
"Hehe, as long as you admit to it, it's fine. Right now, I only want to take your dog life."
Wu Zhongxian laughed cruelly, but his laughter was also filled with boundless sorrow. Dong Wan'er, his wife. On the night of their wedding, they were personally killed by this dog or pig in front of them. This hatred was as deep as the sea.
"Whiz!"
Wu Zhongxian caught up to the middle aged man in an instant and grabbed his left shoulder. His slender fingers were like hooks that were inserted into the flesh of his opponent's flesh. Bang! With a "splatter" sound, blood splattered, and the middle-aged killer's entire left arm was forcibly taken off by Wu Zhongxian.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
The middle-aged man let out a miserable shriek, his eyes bulging out of his body. Immediately after, Wu Zhongxian grabbed his right hand, and with a tug, ripped it apart on the spot. Even so, Wu Zhongxian's anger did not lessen. Two consecutive muffled sounds, and the middle aged assassin's legs were also cut off by Wu Zhongxian.
The most cruel thing was that after Wu Zhongxian cut him into pieces, his hands tightly grabbed onto his opponent's neck, causing him to be unable to even let out a scream.
The middle-aged man's face turned purple, and he was in so much pain that his facial features were twisted. His eyes were filled with pleading. He never expected such a day to happen after he killed Dong Wan'er. At the end of his good and evil, all of the hatred that Wu Zhongxian had accumulated over the past sixteen years, was completely unleashed on him.
"Bastard, pay with your life for my poor wife!"
The middle-aged man's pupils contracted tightly as he heard Wu Zhongxian's angry roar. Bang! Accompanied by a violent explosion, the middle-aged assassin was reduced to a pile of scraps on the spot. His broken internal organs and flesh were scattered about. At this moment, the expressions of everyone present changed drastically.
After taking revenge with his own hands, Wu Zhongxian raised his head to the sky and two streams of tears flowed out along the red gauze.
"Wan Er, you can rest in peace now." Wu Zhongxian bellowed frantically, following that, he extended his hand to the red gauze covering his face, and gently pulled, causing it to fall, revealing Wu Zhongxian's handsome face to the crowd.
Everyone's minds were filled with shock as their facial expressions changed drastically. Because they could clearly see that Wu Zhongxian's handsome face had a pair of eyes that were as bright as the stars.
blind monk was not blind.
blind monk was not blind. At this moment, everyone was shocked.
Sixteen years, Wu Zhongxian lied to everyone. The reason why he did this was to create an illusion of Dong Wan'er's murderer. When everyone thought that Wu Zhongxian was already decadent, his return would be earth-shattering.
Wu Zhongxian's cold eyes were as sharp as swords, he clenched his fist with one hand, his aura capable of shaking the heavens. The domineering air that was emitted from between his brows made him look like a returning king.
"I, Wu Zhongxian, will always be the Wu Zhongxian of the past. I have never changed. All the disciples of the Purple Dragon Mansion listen to my orders and attack from all sides. Do not let any of these assassins escape, kill them! "
"Kill!"
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The assassins of the Painting Sect were all panicking. They didn't dare to use their weapons. Powerful disciples from the five residences, this was simply a one-sided slaughter.
The Blood Drawing Pavilion's blood flowed like a river. Broken limbs were scattered all over the place. As far as the eye could see, it was the tragic scene of an Asura hell.
Han Chen, Yan Wu and the rest were standing in the rear area, not joining the battle. Raising his head and looking at the blind monk in the distance, Han Chen could not help but heave a sigh of relief.
None of the people from the Five Palaces were simple, and Wu Zhongxian was even more so. Before long, the battle would turn chaotic.