Chapter 89: Humanoid Ferocious Beast, Violent Attack!

Lu Qingluo's strength was only at the Eighth Stage of Martial Disciple; relying on his superb spear technique, he could barely defend himself.

Moreover, the enemy's target was Fang Xu, and the three blood-robed Martial Masters rushed at him immediately!

Fang Xu gripped the strange long staff, stepped forward to meet the three attackers, suddenly stomped the ground, and swung the staff in the posture of 'splitting mountains with force' toward the blood-robed figure with the strongest aura!

He knew this person was the strongest; he had to strike unexpectedly, using his great power to inflict heavy damage first, only then would he have a chance to fight on; otherwise, once the opponent discerned the oddity of his strength, facing a Martial Master, his advantage would vanish completely!

The heavy, strange wooden staff, carrying terrifying force, smashed down toward the blood-robed figure!

Facing the incoming staff, the blood-robed figure narrowed his eyes slightly, as if mocking Fang Xu's overestimation of himself.

Overconfident, he didn't even draw the weapon at his waist, but instead stretched out his palm, preparing to catch the staff as it came down.

Seeing this, Fang Xu felt a surge of joy and secretly increased his force even more!

Bang!

The staff slammed heavily onto the blood-robed figure's palm!

At the instant of contact, the blood-robed figure suddenly sensed something wrong; his pupils beneath the eerie mask constricted, and he immediately tried to change from grabbing to punching!

Obviously, his thought came too late!

A staff imbued with twelve times Fang Xu's force struck his palm directly; the terrifying power traveled through the palm to the blood-robed person's elbow, shattering his ulna cleanly from the elbow!

The stark white bone, stained with a little blood, made onlookers' scalps go numb!

His right palm was blasted apart, sending flesh and bone fragments flying in all directions!

"Ah!"

The blood-robed figure let out a miserable scream, stumbling backward while clutching his ruined right arm!

Having succeeded with that move, Fang Xu wouldn't waste this rare opportunity; he lowered his body like an agile ape, rose from a crouch, and thrust the staff straight at the blood-robed figure's head!

Clang!

Just as the staff was about to strike the man's face, the two Martial Master Third Stage warriors nearby finally reacted, suddenly drawing their blades and knocking the incoming staff aside!

Fang Xu borrowed the momentum, spun his body, and unleashed the same move he had used when sparring with Huang Qingzhou during the day!

Gripping the staff's shaft with his right hand, he used the force of his body's rotation, delivering blow after blow like Mount Tai pressing down, smashing toward the three of them!

Facing this violent assault, the two blood-robed Martial Master Third Stage warriors supported their injured comrade while raising their blades to block.

But Fang Xu's power was too strong!

The eerie wooden staff itself was already very heavy, and with the added rotational force, each strike carried terrifying power, forcing the three to retreat step by step!

The howling staff wind came in waves, making the severely wounded blood-robed man between them feel a faint breath of death.

A surge of brutality rose unbidden in his heart, and he began to resent the blood-robed messenger who brought the news.

Wasn't it said he was only at the Third Stage of Martial Disciple!?

Given this situation, not only the Third Stage of Martial Disciple, even a Third Stage Martial Master shouldn't possess such terrifying strength, right?

Bang!

After suffering repeated heavy blows, the left-side Martial Master Third Stage warrior felt numbness in his palm, blood seeping from the tiger's mouth; he could no longer grip his longsword, which Fang Xu's staff knocked from his hand!

Having lost his weapon, he could only resist the storm-like assault with his flesh and blood!

Bang!

The first staff strike came down!

Although this blood-robed person had gathered his whole body's Blood Qi Power to shield his arm, he still felt a piercing pain radiating from his ulna!

Without giving him any chance to catch his breath, the second staff strike followed immediately!

Fang Xu knew very well that he absolutely could not give them a chance to breathe!

Once his attack rhythm broke, giving the opponent a chance to retaliate, he would struggle to deal with even a single Martial Master, let alone three!

Though the wish was beautiful, the reality was cruel!

The blood-robed group numbered nine in total; aside from the three Martial Masters charging at him, there were also three Perfected Stage Martial Disciple warriors.

Although the three Perfected Stage Martial Disciples only dared to hover on the edges, dodging and calling out, they ultimately managed to interfere with Fang Xu's attack rhythm.

Just as Fang Xu prepared to finish off the weaponless Martial Master with one burst of effort, the nearby Perfected Stage Martial Disciple seized an opportunity and thrust his longsword straight at Fang Xu's lower back!

Forced to change the staff's direction, the descending rotating staff turned from a smash into a sweep, blasting directly toward that person!

Bang!

The staff, imbued with terrifying force, lashed against the Perfected Stage Martial Disciple's body, bending the longsword he held horizontally before him; his body shook with a crackling din, and blood mixed with large chunks of viscera spurted wildly from his mouth!

One strike, instant kill!

That Perfected Stage Martial Disciple warrior never imagined Fang Xu's power could be this strong!

Although this strike had slain an enemy, his attack rhythm was broken, and the three Martial Masters he had previously suppressed now had a chance to catch their breath.

The three staggered back a few steps, putting distance between themselves and Fang Xu.

The blood-robed man whose right hand had been ruined carefully sized up Fang Xu and told his two companions: 'Watch out for his strength; don't let him entangle you!'

The Martial Master who still held his weapon nodded at the words and immediately slashed a blade of extreme speed at Fang Xu!

Seeing the blade flash toward him, Fang Xu hastily sidestepped, barely dodging the strike!

The blade struck the stone pillar behind him, leaving a terrifying mark!

The other Martial Master who had lost his weapon, seeing this, quickly snatched the longsword from the disabled blood-robed man beside him and, together with his companion, unleashed an assault on Fang Xu!

The Martial Masters' external qi inflicted high damage; the two attacked from left and right, directly suppressing Fang Xu so he could not retaliate.

One after another, extremely swift blade arcs flew at him; exhausted from dodging, Fang Xu was occasionally nicked by the blades, causing bloody lines to appear on his body!

This can't go on!

Feeling his wounds multiply, Fang Xu realized that if he continued to drag it out, he would surely be worn down to death by the enemy!

His eyes narrowed; he immediately raised the staff to block two incoming blade arcs, then flung the staff in his hand straight at the wounded blood-robed person!

The strange long staff shot forth like an arrow released from a bow, heading for the blood-robed figure's face!

Seeing this, the two third-realm martial artists beside him panicked, turned around, and sent the long staff flying.

Seizing the gap, Fang Xu shot out and lunged at the martial artist wielding a long blade.

Eight Extremes Step!

Having reached the martial artist, Fang Xu stomped his foot, drawing on the earth's rebound and his waist strength, and launched a fist flashing with faint red light straight at him.

Boom!

The red-light fist struck the martial artist's chest, and the force of the Flame Spirit Power followed the fist into his body.

In an instant, a burning pain like raging flames arose in the martial artist's body, causing his breath to stagnate.

Seize his sickness to take his life!

Fang Xu lowered his body, using the footwork from the Nine Monkey Staff, clung to the martial artist, and unleashed a violent barrage.

There are two advantages to discarding the long staff and choosing this attack.

First, by staying close to this martial artist, the other's long-range attack becomes ineffective.

Second, in close combat, the opponent's weapon becomes a hindrance.

Attacking the opponent's weakness with your own strength is the way to victory.

The violent punches pounded the martial artist one by one; although he could match Fang Xu's speed and block each incoming strike,

Yet each of Fang Xu's attacks carried a bit of Flame Spirit Power that seeped into his body!

As the Flame Spirit Power accumulated more and more in his body, the martial artist's moves grew chaotic, and the burning sensation in his meridians severely hindered his reactions.

Die!

Seeing an opening as the opponent struggled to cope, Fang Xu immediately stepped forward!

Hook Hand Cannon!

Single Goat Top!

His right hand sprang aside the opponent's arms raised before his chest, and his left elbow slammed hard into the opponent's chest!

Crack!

The sound of breaking ribs came!

That third-realm martial artist was directly sent flying by his blow!

(End of Chapter)