Chapter 735: Killing Six Worship Sect Master (1/2)

“Whoosh!” The paper fan was covered in a black glow while flying outward.

It didn’t suffer any damage when it returned to his hand. He waved it in a cool manner and said: “I’ve lost my mood to drink wine because of you.”

Now, everyone finally noticed the vice-master and Huo Xin’s head flying out the window like two balls. Blood gushed out of their neck.

The crowd was completely stunned! Killing so quickly with a smile!

Feiyun knew that there was another man waiting outside from that group - a middle-aged man wearing a blue robe.

This person was actually an intermediate Giant with a powerful aura. He should be the sect master of Six Worship. The guy suddenly disappeared from the street.

“Want to run?” Feiyun sneered and raised his left hand towards the sky.

A massive palm suddenly formed on top of Fan with a terrifying aura. It descended like a meteor and was noticed by everyone.

It was formed from layers of clouds and looked like a hand from heaven itself, instantly pressing down on the man.

“Boom!” The sect master vomited blood from the pressure. The blood started blazing up.

He hurriedly summoned a scorching spirit treasure and created a seven-layered formation for self-defense, barely managing to stay alive.

Alas, he fell from the sky and smashed into the ground, resulting in a pit with cracks emanating from it.

Smoke and debris blinded the audience along with a flashing red glow. A fire seemed to be burning in there.

That palm strike earlier had the power of a spirit treasure!

It dealt considerable damage to the city - broken buildings and buried spectators.

Plenty of experts were around; some became frightened due to the invasive evil energy. They thought that a heretical lord was present in Fan.

“Still alive?” Feiyun sneered and unleashed another spatial palm strike.

Space detonated repeatedly because of this evil energy. One could hear a deafening beast roar from the palm that eventually crushed the sect master into mincemeat. His splashed blood burned the nearby area.

Feiyun then took the sect master’s first-ranked spirit treasure - a golden iron ring with thick scales and a bright glow.

He took a glance before losing interest and tossed it over at Bai Ruxue. The rank was too low.

Meanwhile, his other servant - Mu Xirou - became aghast and pale. Her long legs trembled with fear. Her fingers dug into her skin, unable to withstand the pressure and nearly kneel before him.

She finally realized how strong and merciless he was - killing without batting an eye and without needing to get off his chair.

Everyone in the inn shut their mouth and didn’t dare to move. They thought that this was really an old master of the heretical dao. No wonder why the heretical king sent a kill order.

Wang Anyu and the other mysterious old men were moved too. They were here to discuss an important matter in Fan and had to stop.

They stared at Feiyun, wondering where this old pervert came from. Many girls were going to suffer because of him.

The man with the big hat and another used their heavenly gaze in order to take a better look. However, Feiyun waved his hand and stopped them, before issuing a dissatisfied scowl.

These old men sat up straight and stopped spying. It’s not that they couldn’t fight against him. However, they had important matters to deal with and shouldn’t bother with him.

Numerous cultivation masters who were rapists have appeared in history. They preferred talented and beautiful women. Some killed them after doing the deeds; others would just leave. A third type would bring their victims around with them in an ostentatious manner.

The third type was especially powerful and scariest since they weren’t afraid of backlash and revenge.