Chapter 903: The Silence of Tianming (2/2)
Before Gong Gong’s voice faded, the sky dimmed down.
Ji Hao and the others raised their heads in a great shock, and saw an enormous pair of wing cover almost the entire sky. This pair of wings slightly flapped and instantly threw the sky into darkness. Then, countless whirlwinds roared up from the ground.
Clouds of mist rose into the sky, covering that tremendously huge, nearly a million miles wide pair of wings up. Then, a scrawny silhouette floated below the pair of wings, looking at Priest Corpse and gave a cold smile.
”Damn it!” Seeing that scrawny silhouette, Priest Corpse yelled out and immediately locked his fingers together. Thirty-six golden dragon beads flew out from his sleeves and formed a complicated magic formation that surrounded Zhu Rong Tianming.
The thirty-six dragon beads shone and spread their faint golden light on Zhu Rong Tianming’s body.
Through the golden light, a large lotus with a pearl-like luster was faintly visible.
High up in the air, the scrawny silhouette laughed scornfully, raised a giant hammer with both of his hands, then dove straight down from the sky. He violently smashed the hammer on Zhu Rong Tianming, leaving a black trace in the air. The hammer seemed to be ordinary.
”Kun Peng! You old bastard! You are seeking death!” Priest Corpse screamed hoarsely and furiously, ”This kid is chosen by my Master Shifu!”
”Bull-shit! Will I be afraid of them? Come deep into the North Sea to find me, if you have the guts!” Kun Peng was awfully scrawny and ugly. He gave a twisted grin, and next, as a black stream of light sparkled on his body, a full-power strike was already launched by him.
Above Zhu Rong Tianming’s head, the lotuses collapsed while the thirty-six dragon beads were struck into ashes. The giant hammer held in Kun Peng’s head smashed right on Zhu Rong Tianming’s head. A fiery light was released from Zhu Rong Tianming’s head, within which, Zhu Rong’s furious face was faintly visible.
‘Kun Peng!’ It was Zhu Rong’s voice.
”Your son has died!” Kun Peng laughed viciously. He lifted up the hammer, then swept across the air with his right hand.
Zhu Rong Tianming gave a howl. In the next moment, his head was sent flying into the sky. Kun Peng had beheaded Zhu Rong Tianming. Blood ejected out from Zhu Rong Tianming’s neck in endless streams.
Priest Corpse screamed shrilly while Gong Gong laughed out wildly.
In Priest Corpse’s sleeve, a magic talisman exploded and released a splendid light. From the light, Priest Hua walked out in big steps, with a wooden staff held in his hand, and a grim face.
Kun Peng, who sounded so fierce earlier, now gave a loud shout and flew up into the sky right away, desperately fleeing like a homeless dog. However, no matter how fast he ran, how could he escape so easily from Priest Hua’s hands?
The wooden staff vibrated in Priest Hua’s hand, then spun up. Next, Kun Peng let out a resonant howl, because the wooden staff abruptly showed up behind him and struck violently on his back, even though he had already fled ten-thousand miles away.
From ten-thousand miles away, Ji Hao and his friends all heard a thunder-like, muffled series of booms, along with the noise of bone cracking. God knew how many bones of Kun Peng were broken by this strike, that made him flee towards the North like a drowning mouse, along with a strong gust of wind and a series of black clouds while vomiting blood. He dared not to even turn around.
Priest Hua looked at Zhu Rong Tianming’s head that hadn’t fallen on the ground yet, slightly sighed, then showed a faint smile on his mouth corners.
”Alright, since you’ve already been silenced, this is your destiny. Come, come, come… Today, you shall break up with Zhu Rong Family… and join us formally!”