Swordsman - C387

Hangzhou was in the early morning. It was warm and fragrant with the scent of lotus leaves and warm soil. People couldn’t help but feel an urge and thirst for blood.

A group of people stood on the dock of the West Lake while facing each other. The impulse under the sunlight was especially obvious. There were four skinny men with blood-red eyes who coldly stared at the burly man opposite them.

If Mu Tu was by his side, he would definitely recognize that this sturdy man who looked like a bear was his sworn brother, Xiong Zifeng. Furthermore, the four men standing opposite him were none other than the fourth disciple of the weasel Hua Yuan, Xiang Xi’s Four Devils.

Xiong Zifeng heaved a long sigh of relief. Under Hua Zhishui’s guidance, he finally stopped at the West Lake Ferry entrance of Hangzhou.

Along the way, Xiong Zifeng hung behind the Four Devils and also saw tragedy that he had never seen before. From the white-haired old lady down to the infant that was waiting to be fed, these four devils were not spared either.

He was angry, extremely angry, and the star power in his body started to circulate rapidly. Xiong Zifeng did not think of himself as a good person either, he even thought that Viper Wang Ji was already the most evil person in the world.

waved his huge palm towards the four ghosts in the west of Xiang Xi without holding back at all. He did not know if he could beat them, but as long as he could hit the one in his heart, the anger would be slightly relieved. Otherwise, Xiong Zifeng would collapse.

Yellow sand filled the sky. A move from within the Yellow Sand Mysterious Art of Nine Serenities, the internal energy that was like yellow sand that filled the sky floated towards the four ghosts in the western region of the world. A scorching aura surrounded the four of them in the blink of an eye.

“Be careful, third brother. This yellow sand is a bit strange.” The yellow sand on the surface of his arm made blisters appear all over it. He couldn’t help but ask the weakest of the four ghosts, Li Gou Xi, to warn him.

“This yellow sand contains extremely hot and evil fire poison, and it has a great deal of control over our ghost energy. Third brother, hide behind second brother.” Fourth Bro Li Luofu suggested to Lee Gou Xi as he circulated his ghost power to disperse the yellow sand around him.

Although the four of them were very cruel to others, they still cared a lot about their brothers. After all, the old ghost of Xiangxi had three thousand ghost slaves under his command, and the four of them stood out amongst the three thousand.

As their strength increased, the friendship between the four of them grew deeper and deeper. The brotherly kindness caused the normally devilish Hua Youhuan to weirdly accept the four of them as his disciples.

“Hundred Ghost Night Walk!” The second brother, Li Heteng, shouted loudly. A dark gray ghost power was immediately emitted from his body, instantly dispersing the yellow sand and allowing Li Gou Xi, who was behind him, to not be harmed in the slightest.

“Ghost Hand Heaven Stealing!” A flash of sternness appeared in Li Ziyun’s eyes, then the dark grey Qi in his hands surged, and he swung his ghost claw as he attacked towards Xiong Zifeng.

The wind from his claws gave rise to a ghostly chirping sound, which was filled with grief and determination, causing the onlookers to shiver in fear.

Xiong Zifeng, however, was not afraid. The Huge Door Liangtian Palm surged with inner force in his hands, and struck at Li Ziyan from the back. Not only did he feel that he would lose to other people in attacking with his own palm, the White Star had also said that the Huge Door Liangtian Palm created by the Giant Gate Star was a palm art that could suppress an entire era.

The vigorous palm force instantly shattered the ghost claw, and a gray colored Qi spread out in front of him. Xiong Zifeng was not aware of this for a moment, but he had inhaled a large amount of it.

“Poison!” The moment the fishy smell entered his nose, Xiong Zifeng immediately felt that something was wrong. He staggered and his body felt weak.

“Ghost Soul Sucking Powder,” Li Gou Xi took advantage of the moment Xiong Zifeng’s body wasn’t feeling well and hooked his finger, controlling the grey Qi that Xiong Zifeng was inhaling to quickly flow through his body, speeding up the spread of the poison.

Xiong Zifeng resisted the fatigue of his body and formed a dragon head in his hand. It was the second move of the Yellow Sand Mysterious Art of Nine Serenities.

It was not hard to tell that Li Gou Xi was the weakest among the four of them. Right now, it was obvious that he had been ambushed, and if they wanted to escape, Li Gou Xi was the most suitable opening, Xiong Zifeng used his yellow dragon to grab the head, his body was also following closely behind him. He knew that he only had one chance, if he could not escape, he would have to stay here forever.

The remaining wind from the dragon’s mouth blew through the air, bringing with it a ripping scream, causing Li Gou Xi to almost flip over. Just like that, Li Gou Xi revealed an opening, Xiong Zifeng’s feet suddenly moved again and again, pouncing towards Li Gou Xi, and like a wild bear, he ran out of the control of Xiang Xi Four Ghosts’ eyes.

“Chase, you actually dare to provoke our four grandfathers, you bastard grandson, grandpa will skin you alive!” The eldest brother Li Ziyan shouted angrily, and chased after Xiong Zifeng, while the three ghosts followed closely behind with an expression that said it was as if it was expected.

After so many years, there were really not many people who dared to challenge their authority as the Four Devils of Xiangxi. Within the Lv Village, with the help of the Old Devil of Xiangxi, even if they did not call for help, they still had some authority.

“If I catch this fatty today, I will definitely skin him alive and tear his tendons apart,” Li Guo Xi thought to himself as he chased after Xiong Zifeng.

Xiong Zifeng’s endurance and explosive power definitely far exceeded that of the Four Western Goblins, but in terms of speed, it was much slower than them. So much so that when they were less than three kilometres away, they could smell the bloody wind created by Li Zi Fen behind them.

His black bear-like body abruptly turned to the side, perfectly dodging the Blood Demon Hand attack from behind.

“Bam!” The Blood Demon’s hands slammed onto the ground, causing a large amount of dust to fly out. Li Ziyan and the others who were behind him immediately dove into the dust, their faces turning ashen.

Smoke and dust rose up like the smoke from the ancient war era. Normally, there was not even a strong wind in Hangzhou. Such a large cloud of smoke and dust attracted the attention of the lazy people in Hangzhou.

At this time, Mu Tu, who had contributed a few Blood Bodhi and was about to return to the Quan Jiao city, coincidentally saw this scene.