789 A Fearsome Restauran (2/2)

A tearing noise ripped through the air as a jet of red light shot out.

That guard never thought that someone in the vicinity would have dared to give Mu Cheng a hand and rescue her…

Flying through the air was a red-colored stick that was covered in mysterious carvings of various patterns.

A loud rumbling sound resounded through the air.

That stick thrust through the Ancient Jade lock on the guard's hand and pierced a large hole in his chest.

The guard let out a pathetic scream as the Ancient Jade Lock shattered. His vitality drained rapidly as the red-colored stick rapidly pounded him. Blood spluttered endlessly from his mouth.

After the War God Stick was finished with the guard, it twirled around in the air and fell back into the puppet's hand.

The other guard holding the Heavenly Suppressing Talisman had thought that it was just a relaxing and easy chase. However, the situation had turned south.

He had never expected his ally to be pierced by a stick!

How painful it was!

The other guard's hand trembled.

Meanwhile, Whitey's metal wings flapped slightly, and the red stick flew out again. The air seemed to be shaken in one moment and torn apart in the next as the War God Stick pounded the other guard to death as well.

Mu Cheng gawked, and her jaw dropped, looking at the two smelly guards who were pounded to death by Whitey.

Whitey's metal wings spread out as it landed on the ground, holding the red-colored stick.

The two guards were killed just like that?

But… Anyway, it was better that they died. Their stench was truly unbearable.

Mu Cheng picked herself up from the ground. She looked at Bu Fang's calm face but found herself still unable to calm down. Her heart pounded against her chest ceaselessly.

She stared at Bu Fang as she seriously said, ”You should be careful. The Ancient Jade Holy Land actually sent some men here to investigate.”

Bu Fang could be deemed as the one who had offended Yan Yu the most. Mu Cheng did not want to see him get slaughtered.

However, it seemed that her worries were unnecessary.

That iron puppet was unexpectedly powerful!

No one could tell who would kill who!

…

A group of shadows slowly walked forward.

Yan Cheng, their leader, had a dark and furious face.

His troops walked over, each wearing an excited look on their faces. Their auras rocketed as energy wound around their bodies like armor.

Yan Cheng's face was so dark that it seemed like it would rain. Previously, the Deep Sea Smelly Sheatfish was so pungent that it had made him, the famous commander of the Ancient Jade Holy Land, too embarrassed to meet anyone.

Yan Cheng and his troops possessed a mighty and imposing aura.

However…

As they walked, a reeking stench permeated throughout the air, making everyone around them feel disgusted and pinch their noses. It made them feel as though they were a bunch of walking turds.

Yan Cheng's mood turned even worse. The reactions of the people ignited the flame of anger in his heart.

He could not wait to grab Mu Cheng and break her legs, cut her tendons, and torture her…

But…

When Yan Cheng saw a white puppet attack and kill two of his guards, who had both the Ancient Jade Lock and Heavenly Suppressing Talisman, that image left him dumbstruck.

Right after witnessing that scene, everyone could not help but take a deep breath.

Yan Cheng recovered and got himself together. His head hung low.

Someone had dared to kill the people of the Ancient Jade Holy Land right in front of him. How utterly infuriating…

Whitey's chubby body stood by Bu Fang. One hand grasped the staff while the other was placed on Bu Fang's chair's backrest, its eyes twinkling.

As of today, Whitey was as strong as an Almighty Realm expert. How could a little trick like that stand up against it?

Yan Cheng was fuming. However, as he walked toward his guards, his expression changed several times.

He did not take action as he had seen Bu Fang's eyes. They were as calm as still water, causing his heart to palpitate. It was as if he had been thrown into an ice chamber.

It made him feel like he was in extreme danger.

Why was he feeling this way? Yan Cheng's heart quivered.

The feeling of danger welled up inside him. Mentally, he felt an energy fluctuation that could shake even an imposing mountain.

It was that energy fluctuation that caused Yan Cheng to hesitate.

What he felt was an extreme threat. It was coming from the mind-reading skill of a Formation Grandmaster.

Yan Cheng stopped his guards, who were already raring to go. He looked at the corpses of the two guards, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Then, he raised his head, his eyes looking forward. He looked past Whitey and straight at Bu Fang.

It was a mysterious and unpredictable restaurant that he had to be afraid of. Of course, everything was related to the mysterious owner who was in front of him.

It was no wonder the Holy Saint had told him to keep his investigation low-key.

He hadn't thought that such a small figure could give him a terrifying pressure.