Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Hearing the angry howl at the foot of the hill, Yan Liqiang knew they were running out of time.
In the next second, he threw his sword out, sending it flying at lightning speed and with a strong gust of wind at one of the experts who was fighting with the woman in red. The weapon pierced the expert’s head; its powerful impact sent him flying thirty meters away where he was then nailed firmly to a pine tree. The sword penetrated through the tree trunk, causing the tree to shake violently, dislodging the accumulated snow…
Yan Liqiang exhaled audibly and stomped his foot, causing the ground to shake. It was at that point his aura changed drastically, into something overwhelmingly bold and powerful. He lifted his palm, then did a Searching Horse Palm from the Eight Extremities Fist technique and instantly blew two opponents from the Demonic Night March into pieces. Next, he shot down about seven or eight more men.
One of the experts from the Demonic Night March rushed toward Yan Liqiang and tried to cut his head off. However, Yan Liqiang struck out at him and twisted his wrists together all the way up to his arms until they looked like a dough twist, breaking all the man’s bones in the process. Before the expert could even scream in pain, Yan Liqiang struck the man’s chest with his palm, instantly crushing his upper torso.
Yan Liqiang then charged into the Demonic Night March group and bulldozed over them like a tank razing a chicken coop to the ground. With every move he performed from the Eight Extremities Fist technique, all of his opponents either had their head smashed in or had every bone in their body broken. No one could withstand Yan Liqiang’s strength, not even the experts.
Everywhere Yan Liqiang went, blood rained down.
The sword in his hand was nothing but an ornament. If Yan Liqiang was armed with a weapon, his real killing technique would require a spear instead of a sword. If he had to be barehanded, then his killing technique would be the Eight Extremities Fist technique.
Hua Ruxue and the woman in red were stunned by Yan Liqiang. Although they were fairly experienced in battle, an indescribable terror still welled up in their hearts when they saw Yan Liqiang’s Eight Extremities Fist technique. In the face of such a fist technique, one would feel as vulnerable as a stalk of grass, able to be easily destroyed by small insects.
There were more than one hundred men in the Demonic Night March, and around seventy of them had already been shot dead earlier by Yan Liqiang. As soon as Yan Liqiang went berserk on them, the remaining forty men were further reduced to only twenty in just the blink of an eye.
In the end, Yan Liqiang robbed every ounce of courage left in the remaining twenty men. The once fearless Demonic Night March turned around and fled when they saw Yan Liqiang rushing toward them. The men who had surrounded the two women had all been crushed by Yan Liqiang’s iron fists in just a flash.
“Lady, the Demon King is coming! You have to run…!” Guan Tiesheng came running from the distance and yelled frantically at Hua Ruxue.
It had only been a short while but Guan Tiesheng was drenched in blood as though he had just exited a bloodbath. No one knew just how many wounds he was covered in. Situ Fei and Lu Tianxing were chasing closely behind him. Compared to Guan Tiesheng, their wounds weren’t as serious as his.
“Uncle Tie, we’re going together…!” Hua Ruxue clenched her teeth. Instead of running, she was going to rush out and rescue Guan Tiesheng…
Before she could even take a step, Yan Liqiang stopped her in midair. Without giving her a chance to speak, he seized her by the wrist and pressed the back of her neck with his other free hand. Hua Ruxue went limp with a groan as she instantly became immobile.
Even though Hua Ruxue had improved significantly over the years, she was still no match for Yan Liqiang. She didn’t expect him to suddenly make a move on her , so she was totally restrained by him…
“What are you doing…?!” The woman in red was caught off guard because she wasn’t expecting Yan Liqiang to do that to Hua Ruxue. She clenched her teeth and immediately lunged her dual hooks at Yan Liqiang’s throat. Guan Tiesheng also threw his giant axe at Yan Liqiang’s legs with an angry snarl. Both of their attacks were quite in sync.
“Take her away…” Yan Liqiang was too lazy to explain and tossed Hua Ruxue at the woman in red. She quickly stopped when she saw Hua Ruxue being thrown to her. She caught her and they both fell to the ground.
“Lend me your axe, you won’t be able to escape with this thing anyway…” Yan Liqiang directly jumped onto the spinning giant axe just as it was about to reach him. While the axe continued spinning in midair, Yan Liqiang stomped hard on it with both his feet, then twisted it around before flipping backward. The axe then spun past Yan Liqiang, and changed its course and flew toward Guan Tiesheng’s direction at an even greater speed.
Guan Tiesheng’s expression immediately changed when he heard the whirring sound of the giant axe. As someone who had wielded an axe for decades, he could tell the axe’s force just by hearing it. Right now, the force was ten times greater than what he was used to. In front of someone like Yan Liqiang, his ultimate hidden flying axe weapon technique was nothing but a joke.
Of course, the flying axe’s target wasn’t Guan Tiesheng but the two men pursuing him.
When Yan Liqiang chased after the flying axe and ran past Guan Tiesheng like a gust of wind, he firmly told him in a low voice, “Run quickly…!”
The spinning axe flew toward Lu Tianxing and with his whip, he struck it in midair. With another force acting on it, the axe suddenly started spinning on its side and rolled Lu Tianxing’s whip up to the end of its handle. With such immense force, the whip was pulled away from Lu Tianxing’s grip, and all he could feel was the heat in his hand before blood gushed out. As soon as his feet landed on the ground, he felt the burning pain. Before he could even react, Yan Liqiang’s figure flashed and reappeared right in front of him.
Lu Tianxing found himself shrouded by a terrifying aura as he felt a pressure on his chest that was as heavy as a mountain. Before Yan Liqiang’s fists even reached him, he felt the piercing pain of the skin on his chest.
In a life-and-death situation, Lu Tianxing let out an angry bellow, flipped his palms, and pushed them outward in front of his chest.
SNAP…!
Lu Tianxing’s arms were crushed. Blood spurted out of his mouth as he was sent flying thirty meters away by Yan Liqiang’s punch before landing with a thud on a hill. His fall made a several meter long ditch in the snow and he couldn’t get up again…
SItu Fei was shocked and quickly retreated without a second thought. With a wave of his fan, he sent a torrent of needles as fine as oxen hair toward Yan Liqiang, hoping to deter him.
When Yan Liqiang was about to give chase, a powerful aura suddenly descended from the sky. The next thing he knew, a palm was striking down on him.
Yan Liqiang raised his head. His eyes were burning as he struck out with his fist.
BANG…! A loud noise thundered through the pine forest, and Yan Liqiang’s feet sunk half a foot deep into the ground. The surrounding snow was sent flying by the crazy force, exposing the earth buried underneath it…
After the exchange, the Demon King soared into the sky again and landed thirty meters away from him…
“Let’s go…” Guan Tiesheng and the women in red exchanged glances with each other upon the Demon King’s arrival. They broke through the barrier formed by a few men from the Demonic Night March and vanished into the pine forest with Hua Ruxue in tow…
The Demon King was about to give chase, but Yan Liqiang had rushed up to him. “Have a taste of this…!” Right after Yan Liqiang finished his words, his fist broke through the cold air. The snow that was falling from the sky seemed like it stopped right before Yan Liqiang’s fist flew toward the Demon King…
