Chapter 744 - Our Lil Tang (1/2)

Those in the main hall were all terrified and shocked by Xiang Qing, who was cruel enough to kill his own subordinates. So were the surviving members of the Black Blood Mercenary Corps. They were stupefied by what Xiang Qing had done.

“Whoever dare beg for his mercy, die!”

Xiang Qing snarled at the remaining subordinates of his, “This jerk is less than thirty. However talented he is, he is at most a Martial Lord. I’m Martial Lord, too. Why should I be afraid of him? Go together to kill him!”

Bang!

He gave off a terrifying intention of killing and a suppressive energy, which turned into an invisible hurricane that swept over.

Snarling in anger, Xiang Qing was like a beast that had gone crazy. He launched an attack against Xiao Luo first. His snarls were deafening. He jumped up, holding the handle of his knife with both hands, and then slashed towards Xiao Luo’s head, intending to kill the latter into halves in this one attack.

The invisible knife energy was surging all over the place. Sweeping across the space, the vast suppressive energy made the atmospheric pressure rise instantly. People felt as if they were being pressed by a giant mountain. The power of Martial Lord was doubtless demonstrated at this moment!

“God damned jerk. Hold on. I need to go to the toilet first!”

Facing crazy Xiang Qing, the Duck Emperor slipped away, which obviously was not any heroic act. It retreated ten-odd miles fast. That knife attack was so scary. It made its feathers stand on end.

Xiao Luo ignored it. Staring poker-facedly at Xiang Qing, who was brandishing his knife downwards, he opened the palm of his right hand while the knife was moving down. Then he moved his palm upward. Clang. A crisp sound of metal echoed in the room. Xiang Qing’s long knife suddenly stopped, because Xiao Luo had grasped that cold glittering blade with his right hand.

Hiss…

Everyone in the main hall could not help but gulp. This scene was incredible. That guy parried a Martial Lord’s all-out attack barehandedly. Who on earth was he? That was scary!

“Incredible!” exclaimed the Duck Emperor unfeignedly.

“You want to defeat me? It’s not even close,” said Xiao Luo with a cold smile, looking at Xiang Qing, who was also dumbfounded.

“Bullshit!”

Xiang Qing came to himself fast. His face became hideous again. Making a bigger effort, he injected the True Inner Force into the long knife, pressing the blade towards Xiao Luo’s head.

Bang!

The ground on which they were standing collapsed. A huge crater was created. Dusts were flying. A dreadful energy was expanding like a big river running downstream.

In the dust, seeing his long knife unable to injure Xiao Luo, Xiang Qing threw it away decisively.

“Wind Cloud Palm!!!”

Along with a threatening shout, he threw over both of his hands carrying a vast True Inner Force fiercely towards Xiao Luo’s chest, as powerful as an angry beast.

“That’s not good. That’s the most powerful martial technique of our sect. Once he is hit by the Wind Cloud Palm, his viscera will instantly explode!”

“Bastard, Xiang Qing! That’s a sneak attack!”

“Young brother, escape!”

The ten-odd elders of the Ziyue Cave Heaven turned pale. They knew better than anyone the power of the Wind Cloud Palm. With this attack, people could even challenge someone with a higher level of strength. In a fight between a beginner Martial Lord and a Martial Lord in the peak, if the latter was hit by this palm, even though he was in the peak of the same level, he would still lose.

However, their shouting could not change anything. Xiang Qing’s Wind Cloud Palm hit Xiao Luo’s chest hard and solid.