Chapter 88: One-Shot Kill

At this moment, Facing Facing Cang Luo, his skin now blood-red, was like a madman, his jet-black messy hair moving without wind, his momentum overwhelming.

He felt he was very strong now, so strong that he believed he could defeat Zhang Zhen without summoning his beast pet Erha, and defeat him very easily.

119!

118!

117!

While silently reciting the countdown of the Meiti Shengong, Facing Facing Cang Luo rapidly approached Zhang Zhen, simultaneously secretly fusing three types of elemental forces to prepare the Dragon-Slaying Palm.

He wanted a quick victory, to defeat Zhang Zhen, a Martial General cultivator, by crossing a realm with absolute power as a Wu Shi cultivator, even killing him, leaving the opponent no possibility of counterattack.

Only this way could the War Wolf Gang, this mob of undisciplined people, be made to fully submit their hearts.

He needed to make them know that this Gang Leader was incredibly powerful, with infinite potential, and that following this Gang Leader meant having meat to eat...

At this moment, the War Wolf Gang members, who had just scattered in a panic when frightened by Zhang Zhen, also noticed Facing Facing Cang Luo's abnormality, and then saw Zhang Zhen's four subordinates.

Two lay on the ground vomiting fresh blood, while two fled desperately, circling around before hiding behind Zhang Zhen, their faces filled with terror.

Zhang Zhen watched Facing Facing Cang Luo approaching rapidly, frowned slightly, and said, "What is going on?"

The two behind him exchanged a glance, and one immediately said, "Boss, he is too strong; even our four of us attacking together were no match for him... and, he gets stronger the more he fights!"

The other, watching Facing Facing Cang Luo about to charge over, instinctively stepped back two paces and trembled, saying, "He is clearly not a Martial General; at most he is a Warrior Stage 9 peak, but, but..."

Speaking, he glanced at Zhang Zhen and hesitated, saying, "But the feeling he gives us... is not much worse than the Boss's!"

Actually, he wanted to say that Facing Facing Cang Luo was stronger than Zhang Zhen, but he didn't dare say it.

Hearing this, Zhang Zhen snorted coldly, silently cursed the four useless things, then without further words, directly lifted his blade and charged at Facing Facing Cang Luo.

With matters having come to this, he would deal with the opponent first.

He was about to take his things and leave, yet he didn't expect a sudden change; the leader of this small gang seemed to have some strength.

However, as long as the opponent was not yet a Martial General, there was nothing to worry about.

One slash from me can chop him into two pieces!

"Hah!"

Zhang Zhen roared while running, holding the blade with both hands, a thick layer of earth-yellow aura condensing on the blade's edge.

This earth-yellow aura extended the originally four-foot-long broadsword by a full foot, turning it into a five-foot-long blade, incredibly sharp, the aura rubbing against the air making a 'whoosh whoosh' sound.

After running a distance toward Facing Facing Cang Luo, Zhang Zhen suddenly leaped into the air, raised his long blade from above, and slashed down at Facing Facing Cang Luo with unstoppable momentum.

This slash from Zhang Zhen was majestic, almost splitting the air; he believed that if the opponent did not dodge, he would surely die!

Under the blade, Facing Facing Cang Luo's eyes were sharp; he did not dodge or avoid, activating his Dynamic Capture ability to wait for Zhang Zhen's broadsword to descend at a bizarre angle.

The long sword in his hand had long been discarded by him.

The sword, he was not used to using.

He preferred using his palm.

Dragon-Slaying Palm!

The air seemed to congeal at this moment; the War Wolf Gang members widened their eyes, their hearts raised to their throats, watching the two fighting.

In the half-air more than ten feet high, Zhang Zhen's long blade descended, and under the blade was the Gang Leader Facing Facing Cang Luo.

Zhang Zhen roared in mid-air: "Go die!"

As the words ended, the blade followed the sound out, slashing down completely.

This was the moment Facing Facing Cang Luo had been waiting for; the three elemental forces required for the Dragon-Slaying Palm had finished fusing. There was only this one chance; only if the opponent was overconfident could the Dragon-Slaying Palm have a chance to hit.

In the midst of these thoughts, the blade had already descended; Facing Facing Cang Luo pushed his Dynamic Capture ability to the limit and dodged to the side.

Zhang Zhen's blade fell almost grazing Facing Facing Cang Luo's shoulder; although Facing Facing Cang Luo was not cut by the blade's edge, a piece of the sleeve on his shoulder was scraped off by the aura on the blade, revealing blood-red skin with bulging veins.

In this instant, Zhang Zhen's face was full of shock; he thought Facing Facing Cang Luo's courage was too great, daring to dance on the tip of the blade? What did he want to do? Did he think he could fight across realms?

There was no time to think much; having missed with one slash, he immediately stood up, lifted his blade, and swept horizontally.

However, Facing Facing Cang Luo had already appeared behind him at this moment, activating the Dragon-Slaying Palm to strike out, hitting the back that he was unable to defend.

Boom!

A dull, thunderous roar exploded under the Dragon-Slaying Palm, raising a cloud of dust...

This loud roar was both from the Dragon-Slaying Palm striking Zhang Zhen's back and from Zhang Zhen being smashed into the ground by the immense force of the Dragon-Slaying Palm; the dust raised was one person's height and did not disperse for a long time.

Facing Facing Cang Luo walked out of the dust, did not even look at Zhang Zhen behind him, casually brushed the dust off his body, and then rushed quickly toward Zhang Zhen's two subordinates who were still safe and sound.

Seeing Facing Facing Cang Luo charge, but not seeing their boss Zhang Zhen, the two immediately knew something was wrong; without thinking, they turned and ran, just as they had decisively fled when they first saw Facing Facing Cang Luo suddenly unleash his power while besieging him.

These two were also shrewd; they did not run very far, hiding as soon as they ran out of Facing Facing Cang Luo's line of sight, but they did not know they had been seen clearly by Facing Facing Cang Luo's satellite.

Facing Facing Cang Luo sneered coldly in his heart; if they didn't run, then they could just wait to die!

Taking a deep breath, his body felt terribly uncomfortable; he immediately dispersed the Meiti Shengong, his blood-red skin slowly dimming, and infinite elemental forces began to heal him frantically.

After regulating his breath for a moment, he still could not alleviate the injury; it seemed he must rest quietly.

Facing Facing Cang Luo roared somewhat weakly, "Assemble!"

At this moment, all the War Wolf Gang members were still staring at the place where Facing Facing Cang Luo and Zhang Zhen had just fought; the dust gradually dispersed, revealing Zhang Zhen lying face down on the ground like a dead man, his face pale, with a section of his back almost caved in.

However, he was not dead yet; his fingers were still moving, but he was unable to stand up.

At this moment, the War Wolf Gang members were dumbstruck, shocked beyond words.

Zhang Zhen, a Martial General cultivator, had actually been one-shotted by the Gang Leader!

How strong is the Gang Leader?

It seems the Gang Leader hasn't broken through to Martial General yet?

Fighting across realms?

Didn't Zhang Zhen's subordinates just say the Gang Leader was a Warrior Stage 9 peak cultivator? Wasn't the Gang Leader a Warrior Stage 7? When did he become a Warrior Stage 9?

While the crowd was still dazed, Facing Facing Cang Luo roared again, "Assemble!"

At this roar, Facing Facing Cang Luo couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood, nearly spitting it out before forcing it down.

The second layer of the Body-Destroying Divine Art is truly damaging, yet also incredibly powerful.

Nearby, Deputy Sect Leader Zhao Renwu instantly snapped back to his senses and immediately roared with an even louder voice: "Where are the Hall Masters of the Azure Dragon, Bai Hu, Xuan Wu, and Zhu Que Tang? Immediately summon all sect members to assemble."

At this order, the four Hall Masters hurriedly organized the members under their halls to assemble. Once gathered, no one dared to look at Facing Facing Cang Luo; they knew the Sect Leader was furious and must be blaming them for cowardice in battle.

But Zhang Zhen is a Martial General cultivator; does he expect us to go and die?

Deputy Sect Leader Wang Fuhai was also shocked by Facing Facing Cang Luo's strength; coming to his senses now, he too dared not look at Facing Facing Cang Luo, for he had also shown cowardice just moments ago.

Only Cang Feng, even knowing he could not win, dared to fight.

Zhao Renwu stood slightly behind Facing Facing Cang Luo, his face solemn; he now realized that Facing Facing Cang Luo's cultivation had already reached Warrior Stage 9.

How could this be so fast?

He originally thought breaking through from Warrior Stage 6 to Warrior Stage 7 in half a month was already extremely fast, yet he never expected Facing Facing Cang Luo to be even faster, breaking through from Warrior Stage 7 all the way to Warrior Stage 9!

Moreover, he was terrifyingly strong; Zhang Zhen's four subordinates were not weak either, at least all possessing Warrior Stage 8 cultivation, yet Facing Facing Cang Luo actually fought four of them alone, beating two into severe injury and forcing the other two to flee.

No, at the beginning he could not win, only barely managing to remain undefeated; later, he suddenly erupted, his skin turning blood-red, and simultaneously grew stronger, strong enough to instantly kill them and even defeat Zhang Zhen, a Martial General cultivator, by surpassing his realm.

What happened?

A high-grade technique?

Zhao Renwu thought for a moment and concluded that this was the only possibility; Facing Facing Cang Luo must have cultivated a high-grade technique.

This technique is very strong, seemingly capable of instantly boosting strength, yet it appears to last only a short while, and the cost is great.

Zhao Renwu secretly glanced at Facing Facing Cang Luo and discovered his aura had become chaotic and disordered, looking as sickly as a dying man...

As if, as if one strike from behind would cause him to die instantly.

Upon noticing this, Zhao Renwu's lips involuntarily curled upward; at the same time, he glanced at Zhang Zhen and found Zhang Zhen staring at Facing Facing Cang Luo with an expression of shock and venom.

Zhao Renwu sneered inwardly; he thought Facing Facing Cang Luo was strong, but also very foolish.

Not only did he fail to kill Zhang Zhen, but he even allowed two of his subordinates to escape; does he not fear their revenge once they recover?

Does he not fear the Lie Tian Sect's revenge?

Zhao Renwu believed that within a few days, people from the Lie Tian Sect would come for Facing Facing Cang Luo; not necessarily to kill, but at least to cripple him.

By then, the Zhan Lang Sect would be under his control...

Facing Facing Cang Luo did not know that Zhao Renwu had discovered the weakness of the Body-Destroying Divine Art, nor did he know that Zhao Renwu actually expected him to be killed by the Lie Tian Sect so he could seize the Zhan Lang Sect.

Facing Facing Cang Luo swept his gaze over the crowd and said in a deep voice: "Just now, when Zhang Zhen intended to attack Junior Sister Miss Bai Li, except for Senior Brother Cang and Senior Brother Wang and a few others, the rest scattered in a panic; you are truly a mob of undisciplined rabble!"

Speaking thus, Facing Facing Cang Luo looked at one person and said: "If Zhang Zhen had attacked you instead of Junior Sister Miss Bai Li just now, and if everyone scattered as they did just now, would you not be left to wait for death?"

The person being scolded face-to-face by Facing Facing Cang Luo was a member of the Zhu Que Tang; he wanted to retort a few words, thinking, Zhang Zhen is a Martial General powerhouse; if I didn't run, would I wait for death? Yet he dared not speak it.

Facing Facing Cang Luo shook his head helplessly and said: "In the end, it is because we are not strong enough; if we were all Martial General cultivators, would that Zhang Zhen dare to rob us?"

Everyone nodded in agreement; Facing Facing Cang Luo sighed and said: "Transport the supplies back to the sect base to avoid further accidents."

Having finished speaking, Facing Facing Cang Luo looked at Wang Fuhai and Zhao Renwu and said solemnly: "Senior Brother Wang, Senior Brother Zhao, I leave the matters ahead to you; I must return to heal my injuries and may need to seclude myself for a few days.

Process the supplies as soon as possible, then rent a suitable shop in Xuan Tian Town, put the barbecue shop plan on the agenda, and choose an auspicious day to open."

Wang Fuhai immediately said: "Please rest assured, Sect Leader; leave it to me."

Zhao Renwu also said: "Sect Leader, please heal your injuries in peace; we will certainly do our utmost to develop the sect!"

Facing Facing Cang Luo nodded, thought for a moment, and added: "Do not fear the Lie Tian Sect's revenge; I will take full responsibility."

Having finished speaking, Facing Facing Cang Luo directly summoned his beast companion Er Ha and rode away.

After he left, everyone instantly breathed a sigh of relief, looked at one another, and remained silent.

Yun Jiao looked at Facing Facing Cang Luo's back with an expression of admiration; Yin Mengruo was much the same.

Miss Bai Li, however, wore an expression of loss, holding the long spear that Zhang Zhen had chopped into two pieces in both hands, staring blankly; this spear was personally forged for her by her father on his deathbed, a gift for her entry into the Xuan Tian Sect.

Her father was a blacksmith, not a forger, so this spear was merely an ordinary weapon, yet she cherished it immensely, carrying it with her at all times, never expecting it to be chopped into two pieces today...

Afterwards, everyone conscientiously organized the supplies scattered on the ground, packed them up, and hurriedly departed to avoid encountering more road-robbers; from beginning to end, no one paid any attention to the three half-dead men, Zhang Zhen and his companions.

Cang Feng walked at the very rear; looking at the three men, Zhang Zhen and his companions, he frowned; he had wanted to kill them to silence them, worrying about the Lie Tian Sect's revenge, but thinking that two had already fled, he gave up.

After the Zhan Lang Sect members departed, Zhang Zhen coughed blood and said: "Those who are not dead... come over quickly!"

The thin man, Wang Wei, struggled to get up and walked toward his leader Zhang Zhen step by step, stumbling; the other man was more severely injured, dragging his body and crawling over slowly.

Zhang Zhen glanced at the two men and, enduring the pain, angrily asked: "Where are the other two?"

Wang Wei panted and said: "They ran long ago, but they probably haven't gone far..."

Speaking thus, he turned his head to look back in the direction the other two had fled, but upon seeing it, he was instantly so terrified that he collapsed onto the ground; then he got up and ran, only to fall flat on his face.

"Want to run?"

A low roar, filled with killing intent, came; Facing Facing Cang Luo appeared behind the three men, riding Er Ha.

The two wolf mouths of Er Ha were covered in blood, mixed with bits of flesh...