Chapter 160 (1/2)
When Lang Jing was forced to lie on the ground, there wasn't a shred of fear in his mind.
He did not know why he was so calm. He, who was once so afraid of death and lonely, did not feel any fear at this moment.
Faintly, he could see two old wolves walking away in the snow, shoulder to shoulder.
It was as if he had seen them. An Zaihai and the others were waving their arms to bid farewell to him.
The middle-aged fatty's foot heavily landed on the back of Lang Jing's head.
He was a G.o.dly Mt. Xumi cultivator, so he had absolute power that could kill others with respect.
But he couldn't.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAA!
A huge bronze bell flew over from the sky at an oblique angle, as fast as lightning.
The middle-aged fatty's reaction was also extraordinarily fast. He raised his flying sword and shot towards the azure light. In the next second, the flying sword shattered and the bell struck the middle-aged fatty like a heavy hammer, sending him flying.
The ancient bell slowly rotated and floated in the air, protecting Lan Jing.
A figure rushed over like a ghost, crouching down to check on Lang Jing's injuries.
Xiao Qi, who was being held by the middle-aged fatty, fell from the sky. The people who were squatting beside Lang Jing did not turn around. They extended their hands and caught Xiao Qi.
Since the beginning of the war, the desire to kill Fang Bancheng had never been this strong.
Even when he had just entered the city and encountered the sc.u.m of the generous division, even when he was furiously killing Su Feiyun in the run-down courtyard, his killing intent was not as heavy as this.
At this moment, it was as if a sword had left its sheath in the heart of the struggle for peace.
An Zhan simply bandaged Lan Jing's wounds, then he turned around to look at the thin Du who had rushed over. ””Take him back and give him to Xiao Li'er.””
””What about you?”” he asked.
He looked at the middle-aged fatty, who was struggling against the wall with his hands, and the killing intent in his eyes surged like a tide.
””Don't worry about me. Go back and save Lan Jing.””
An Xuan stretched out his hand, and the bell flew over from the sky and landed in his palm.
Skinny Du knew that saving the others was of utmost importance at this time. He ordered his subordinates to carry Little Seven as well, and then ran in the direction of the Heavenly Awakening Sect.
An Xuan slowly walked towards the middle-aged man. The man's expression turned exceptionally unsightly.
He looked at An Zhe and smiled embarra.s.sedly, ””Little brother, is there a misunderstanding between you and me?””
He didn't even want to say a word.
As he walked forward, the middle-aged man began to step back, holding on to the wall.
An Zeng's footsteps were not hurried, but his light footsteps were like thunder, exploding in the middle-aged fatty's heart, causing his blood flow to become chaotic.
””I am a member of the Gao Family.””
The middle-aged fatty suppressed the fear in his heart as he racked his brain to think of a way to overcome this hurdle.
””Little brother, you also know how powerful the Gao Clan is in Fang Gu City. Of course, it's not just in Fang Gu City, but in the entire Great Yan Clan, even outside of the Great Yan Clan, the Gao Clan's influence is very great.
””Today's matter is indeed a bit of a misunderstanding. I feel very guilty for injuring your friend, so why don't we each take a step back. If there's anything else that can be used in the future for the Gao Family, just say it.””
The middle-aged fatty kept backing away, trying to alleviate the danger in front of him: ””I seem to recognize you, perhaps we have even worked together in the past, of course you also know the style of our Gao Family. You would rather make a friend than have an enemy.””
An Zeng still didn't say anything, he just walked step by step towards the middle-aged fatty.
The middle-aged fatty could feel the aura of death emanating from An Zhe. He couldn't understand why the killing intent exuding from a young man would be so heavy.
In a daze, he actually imagined himself seeing the image of a terrifying berserk beast appear behind An Zhe. The expression of that berserk beast was exactly the same as An Zhe's eyes.
With a ””pa”” sound, the middle-aged fatty stepped on a piece of rock and staggered.
He thought that An Zhe would take this opportunity to attack, so he desperately released his cultivation base. The surrounding walls were shattered and collapsed from the impact of his power.
Even the roof of a house a dozen meters away was blown away by the wild dance.
The berserk cultivation power gradually dispersed, and the flying dust slowly descended.
An Zeng's body pa.s.sed through the thick smoke and dust. His slender and straight body seemed to walk out from within the fog.
Still no words.
Just as the panting fatty straightened his back, he was grabbed by the neck with a ””pa”” sound. He wanted to say something else, but was unable to utter a single word.
The strength of that hand almost suffocated him.
Then, he felt himself being lifted up by An Xuan. Looking down from above, An Xuan's eyes were even more terrifying.
He didn't know when, but the sky was gradually filled with dark clouds.
When the first raindrop fell from the sky, a bolt of lightning exploded like a sword stabbing into the earth.
In the instant that the lightning dispersed the darkness, the middle-aged fatty finally saw An Xuan's face.
The name exploded in his mind like a bolt of lightning in the sky.
””An vying … You are the Heavenly Awakening Sect's An vying!”” ””An vying … You are the Heavenly Awakening Sect's An vying!””
The middle-aged fatty struggled to utter those words in a hoa.r.s.e voice.
He had heard many things about the struggle for peace and had specifically gone to see what it looked like. However, as time pa.s.sed by, the expression on his face gradually became more and more blurry.
Moreover, An Zhe was never a youth so beautiful that others would never forget him. He did not have such a dazzling appearance.
In the twinkling of an eye, the middle-aged fatty saw An Chou slowly lift up his other hand, then grab onto his arm.
An Zhe's eyes were sharper and brighter than lightning.
He looked into the middle-aged fatty's eyes and enunciated each word clearly, ””This matter will begin with you.””
Self-starter?
The middle-aged fatty was confused for a moment. He did not understand what An Zhe meant by those words.
However, he didn't have the time to think about it … With a ””kacha”” sound, his arm was directly torn off by An Dou.
An Xuan tore off the middle-aged fatty's left arm. Then, he grabbed onto the fatty's right arm and pulled it downwards. A stream of blood gushed out from the wound, dying An Xuan's clothes red.
An Xuan casually threw away the severed arm, then threw the middle-aged fatty to the ground.
””Where?””
Anjou asked.
The middle-aged fatty was in so much pain that he nearly fainted. He didn't even hear An Zhe's question clearly.
An Zhan walked over like a demon and stomped on Fatty's left leg, crus.h.i.+ng it.
Broken bones gouged out from the flesh, and the wound looked so ferocious that it caused people to shudder even though it wasn't cold.
””Where is it?””
The middle-aged fatty wailed in pain before subconsciously replying, ””It's right in front, the Gao Family's casino.””
The rain gradually got heavier. An Zaiyi grabbed the middle-aged fatty's ankle and walked away in the rain, step by step.
He walked through the last of the pre-dawn darkness, through the rain, and out of the Gao casino.
At this moment, the employees of the casino were cleaning up the corpses in the room. When they saw An Zhe dragging Fatty to the entrance, everyone was shocked.
An Zeng dragged the fat middle-aged man into the room. The fat man's body was dragged past the stairs and doorsteps, his head hitting against the door again and again. Meanwhile, the fat man had already fainted long ago.
He looked at the broken leg of the stool beside him, then bent down and picked it up.
The clerks looked at each other. No one knew what was going on.