Chapter 133 - I, Lin Fan, am Upstanding and Fear Nothing
Lin Fan fell.
Immediately after which, the waterfall of sword energy also collapsed into nothing. Everything reverted back to their original appearances.
Not even Huang Xuandao expected that his punch would hit his junior brother. Where did that kid go? I just saw him there.
Jian Wuchen was pushing Mo Jingzhe back, but suddenly, when the situation on the other side came to light, he was taken aback at once. The strength behind his sword suddenly waned, giving Mo Jingzhe the opportunity to counterattack. He was left with no choice but to promptly break away from Mo Jingzhe.
“Junior Brother Huang, what are you doing!?” Jiang Wuchen roared angrily. It never occurred to him that Feng Qingyun would lose his life at Huang Xuandao’s hands.
Huang Xuandao finally came to his senses. He immediately took Feng Qingyun in his arms before justifying himself to Jian Wuchen, “Senior Brother Wuchen, that guy killed Junior Brother.”
“Do you think I’m blind?” Jiang Wuchen retorted sharply. He clearly saw Huang Xuandao shatter Feng Qingyun’s heart. And now he says that kid killed Junior Brother Feng?
“Junior Brother, can you tell Senior Brother that I didn’t kill you?” Huang Xuandao shook Feng Qingyun to prove his innocence. But he just had his heart shattered, and what’s more, he had been pierced through thrice by Lin Fan’s swords. He was already on his last legs. Just as he wanted to speak, his head swooped down as he ceased breathing. He was dead.
But suddenly…
Lin Fan noticed billowing black clouds in the distance.
How could there be dark clouds in the Thousand Deep Cave?
Roar!
A howl like that of a ghost swept through the cave. It sounded cruel, terrifying, and evil.
“Thank you, Lord Ming, for venturing deep into the danger zone to gather monster blood and help me recover my body.” The man in gray expressed his gratitude. At first, he had believed that he would remain crippled for life; it never occurred to him that Lord Ming would actually use a heaven-defying skill and let his severed limbs grow back by combining the blood and bones of monsters, let him regain his lower body.
“Hmph, if it were not for the Divine Religion, you think I would have saved a wastrel like you?” a man with a skull mask next to the man in gray said. It was difficult to make out his appearance.
His voice was cold and terrifying; not even a single trace of emotion could be found in it. When it fell into the ears of the man in gray, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He kept shivering.
“Yes, yes, Lord Ming is right. I am trash. I am trash.”
Suddenly, the man in gray looked ahead and noticed a group of people standing. However, upon noticing someone among them, he screamed at the top of his voice, “Lord Ming, it’s him! He is the one who made me like this!”
However, he didn’t recognize Mo Jingzhe. Obviously, it was because Mo Jingzhe had been away from Spirit Wind City for two years, and the Divine Religion branch had started hiding in Spirit Wind City during those two years.
When Lin Fan and the others noticed this evil aura, their hearts tightened at once. They suddenly had a bad feeling.
Lin Fan focused his gaze into the distance and was greatly shocked. What the hell is going on? How is it that every time I leave the sect, these things happen?
The billowing and thundering dark clouds sounded much like the wails of ghosts. It was hideous and terrifying.
I reckon big trouble is coming my way.