Chapter 92 High-handed Autelan (1/2)

”Screech!”

To stop Ricky, the Black Venomous Vulture opened its mouth to condense black spiritual energy in the air, spewing at ground in front of Ricky. A powerful blast hit the earth.

Mixed with a mass of ash, the strong explosive force blasted against Ricky quite forcefully.

”Pah!” Ricky couldn't withstand it and sprayed out a mouthful of blood. He rolled around several times, trying to shake out the pain.

When Ricky stumbled to stand up, the Black Venomous Vulture landed and the old man leaped down.

”What a big hit! This is an honor. I can't believe that the West Vanity Valley would send such a overmatch to kill a nobody,” Ricky said ferociously, wiping the blood from his lips.

Ricky was terriby frightened. Every warrior was afraid of death, after all. It meant losing everything. Now that he was going to die, he want to die with dignity, so he stood his ground, trying not to let his fear show.

”Young man, you are anything but a nobody. Since you have killed so many disciples and guards of the West Vanity Valley, it is reasonable that they sent me to kill you. And since you are a disciple of the Snow Sect, we will never let you go,” The skinny old man said lightly.

Now, spiritual energy gathered in his hands, preparing to kill Ricky directly. A long delay could cause trouble.

”Young man, I respect you as a warrior. If you have any last wishes, tell me. Maybe I can fulfill some of them for you for mercy's sake!”

”I want to exterminate the West Vanity Valley. Can you help me with that?” Ricky sneered.

”You are asking for death, young man!”

The old man grew angry. His patience depleted, so he struck Ricky with a strong hit.

Faced with a hand as heavy as the sky, Ricky was not afraid. He would try his best to fight, even now in the moment of his death.