Chapter 896: Making a Move (600 bonus)

"A mere trifle!"

Nangong Wusheng let out a roar, and the flood dragon on his robes seemed to come to life.

He pushed his hands out, and a dragon-shaped Qi energy emerged around his body, blowing away all the Flying Needles.

By this time, Cheng Dongnan had already jumped onto another ship.

"Don't let the thief escape!"

Several Black-Clad Guards, eager to earn merit, chased after him, only to see a few Flying Needles flash in the sky; a red dot instantly appeared between the brows of these men, and they collapsed with dark, sallow complexions.

"Damn it!"

Yang Kui's hands were as red as blood; he had remarkably brought the Blood Kui Hand to the Peak of Perfection!

"Strange Person, Strange Art..."

"This fate... isn't it just arriving?"

He no longer distracted himself by watching the entanglement of the two Strange Persons, but began to follow the squad to mop up the miscellaneous soldiers of the Qiankun Society.

What did his martial arts, which he was so proud of, count for in front of such a Non-human Existence?

This woman had, after all, taken care of him for a time, and he had promised that if there were fate, he would certainly help her once.

A Martial Artist should act with swift vengeance and gratitude!

Amidst the firelight, Nangong Wusheng walked out again; most of his clothes had been burned away, and even his eyebrows were the same, making him look extremely disheveled.

When he turned around, he couldn't help but be startled.

In the blink of an eye, the muscles all over his body swelled, and his stature suddenly shot up by more than two heads!

That Nangong Wusheng was one thing, but this Nangong Miaomiao did not look like a simple Lamp either.

He had come prepared to finish off Cheng Dongnan and incidentally collect the Jingshi Book, but he hadn't expected to be a step slow and have the Imperial Court intervene.

Cheng Dongnan retreated in a sorry state, the centipedes on his body blown away in droves.

"You... disappoint me too much."

Aaron climbed out through the window as before, took a look at the noisy wharf, and prepared to stride away.

Just then, he saw Nangong Wusheng striding across the water, his speed having increased several times over compared to before!

Almost in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of him and threw a punch!

Crack!

This was Cheng Dongnan predicting Nangong Wusheng's landing spot once again, luring him to the location of a gunpowder ship.

Roar!

He no longer concealed himself; his tiger eyes swept around, and he found the location of Xiaohuan and lunged down fiercely.

Immediately, he turned his head and looked at Nangong Miaomiao, who had the expression of a worried old father, and said speechlessly, "Your father doesn't look stupid... although he fell for a bit of a trap, he is currently suppressing the enemy, and I think he's about to win!"

As a stronghold of the Qiankun Society, Danjia Port naturally did not just hide Cheng Dongnan and a few others; there were also many members of the Qiankun Society.

Yang Kui was just about to make a move on Xiaohuan when he suddenly heard a few screams from behind.

The second floor of the teahouse.

The next moment, Nangong Wusheng used his fingers to quickly press his own acupoints.

Boom!

Yang Kui's legs were trembling a little, and he even had the urge to cry.

Only then did he have a feeling of being like a fish in water.

Yang Kui's palm had already pressed against his opponent's lower abdomen!

"I only challenge strong enemies in my life, but today, I can make an exception for you—Strange Art: Flying Dragon Pointing Star!"

If he continued to act recklessly, it would be somewhat inappropriate.

Near the wharf, Aaron's footsteps paused.

He saw a person shrouded in black Qi, whose face could not be seen, standing in a pool of blood.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a group of Black-Clad Guards out of the corner of his eye.

The other party was setting up a perimeter defense, and they had actually managed to catch a net of Xiaoyu.

On the shore.

Xiaohuan held an Emei Piercer in her hand, her small face pale.

Following that, she fell into the trap of the government officials.

"This voice... is it Xiaohuan?!"

He nodded and stepped forward.

At this time, they each broke out in different directions.

Slap!

The deck was like being shelled, directly exploding into a large hole, with countless fragments flying about.

Aaron leaned against the railing and looked out, taking in the entire battlefield at a glance.

Aaron turned around, pitch-black air currents faintly emerging around his body, condensing into momentum, and he leaped onto the roof, scanning for the source of the sound.

Yang Kui turned around and glanced at his superior, only to see this superior grinning hideously: "Arrest them all, interrogate them with torture; this is treason, and it calls for the execution of the nine clans!"

The youth's heart was filled with a kind of doubt, and even frustration.

"Ah!"

Originally, he had stood out in the training camp and was spotted and promoted by the Sixth Rank Head... he was considered to be on the fast track to promotion.

She naturally knew that falling into the hands of the government would lead to no good end, and she had also learned a little martial arts.

After all, Strange Arts are bizarre and varied; it is hard to say what kind of abilities one might have.

Cheng Dongnan barely managed to raise both arms to block, but a harsh sound of bone cracking came from his body, and he was slammed violently into a Black-Awning Boat.

Bang!

Nangong Wusheng clenched his fist and swung it lightly!

The air seemed to be compressed into a brick, instantly striking the deck where Cheng Dongnan was located.

"Mm, goodbye, big brother."

"Don't come over here!"

He reckoned he was only at the Shu Grade and had no need to risk his life against a Law-Grade Strange Person.

The scenery here is very good, and the view is quite nice.

Nangong Miaomiao waved her chubby little palm very happily.

His colleagues, his superiors... had already fallen all over the ground.

As for what happens to the Qiankun Society, it has nothing to do with him.

But it was already too late!

Yang Kui and a few other recruits in the back were so scared they lay flat on the ground, almost unable to hold onto the weapons in their hands.

Nangong Miaomiao watched this scene, her little face puffed up like a bun: "A variable... it's over, Daddy is going to lose again... but it's fine, he's gotten used to losing, as long as he's not dead, it's all good."

That person suddenly coughed up a few more mouthfuls of blood and collapsed, revealing the old, weak, women, and children he had been shielding behind him.

At the teahouse.

"I don't know either..." Nangong Miaomiao bit her lip, but her tone was very firm: "But I know he won't win this time... 'Lifelong No-Victory' might be one of the prices he has to pay."

Perhaps, it was coming specifically for him!

"Brothers, kill your way out!"

Those who know the times are heroes.

Aaron sighed, having thoughts of retreating.

This is how official arrests of criminals should be.

Nangong Wusheng looked at Cheng Dongnan, his eyes filled with clear disappointment: "The Jingshi Book should not have such weak Strange Arts... this only proves that you are a weakling!"

Opposite Yang Kui, a man from the Qiankun Society was covered in blood, one fist still slowly extending, seemingly wanting to strike his face.

At this moment, he only thought of fighting to the death; even if he failed in the end, he would finish himself off to avoid suffering!

Yang Kui pressed forward, and in less than two moves, he knocked the Emei Piercer out of Xiaohuan's hand, causing her to let out a cry of pain.

"Kill... kill the thieves!"

"Is... is that even human?"

"Anyway, no matter what, I should take my leave."

"This..."

Just as Yang Kui was doubting his life, another Black-Awning Boat was detonated.

But in the blink of an eye, the Sixth Rank Head was dead, and he had to face a Strange Person!

Could it be... that he too would end up like his colleagues, dying here?

'No, I have great fortune, I haven't taken my revenge yet... how can I die here?'

Yang Kui roared in his heart, his eyes gradually taking on a hint of ruthlessness.

(End of this chapter)