Chapter 190: People Fear Fame, Pigs Fear Fat

Zhang Nuo flew ahead at full speed, while the ten Demon Sect cultivators behind him pursued relentlessly!

After flying about several dozen miles, Zhang Nuo suddenly stopped, turned around, and pointed both hands at the pursuing Demon Sect cultivators; immediately, a high-pitched dragon roar rang out, and two silver dragons, each a zhang long, shot out from the sword box on his back.

Seeing the cultivator fleeing in front suddenly stop, the ten Demon Sect cultivators behind felt something was amiss, but when their eyes caught the silver dragons swirling toward them, they instantly guessed who the person in front was!

"It's that brat who severed Sect Leader Du's arm!"

Someone among the Demon Sect cultivators shouted loudly; a person's name is like the shadow of a tree! Since that great battle, Zhang Nuo's fierce performance had left many Demon Sect cultivators with lingering fear.

As soon as the ten Demon Sect cultivators heard it was Zhang Nuo, they didn't even dare to fight back and immediately turned around to fly toward the fortress! Their escape speed was like wind and lightning, several times faster than their pursuit speed.

"Brat Zhang, what are you doing?"

Seeing the Demon Sect cultivators flee, Zhang Nuo did not pursue, but looked at them with a face full of smiles. Chunyangzi finally could not hold back at this moment and asked.

"I just wanted to know if there are any big shots inside the fortress ahead!"

Putting away his Flying Sword, Zhang Nuo slowly landed on the ground and then found a hidden spot to sit down; after about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, he saw a stream of light flying rapidly from the direction of the fortress.

"A big shot has appeared!"

With the Nine Dragon Sword Case on his back, Zhang Nuo smiled and sent a voice transmission into the sword case. He saw the incoming Demon Sect cultivator standing in mid-air, his face full of anger; after scanning the surroundings for a moment and seeing no sign of Zhang Nuo, he cursed bitterly before flying back into the fortress.

"This person's aura is very familiar; it seems I have seen him somewhere?"

Sensing the spirit power fluctuations of the newcomer, Chunyangzi muttered to himself in a deep voice.

"Could it be that Senior has forgotten the Demon Sect cultivator who can use Blood Mist?"

Seeing that the Demon Sect cultivator had flown far away, Zhang Nuo dared to reveal his figure; he narrowed his eyes, recalling the previous event—that time Zhang Nuo fought three Demon Sect cultivators, killing two as soon as he struck, but was finally forced into a dead end by this Demon Sect cultivator who could use Blood Mist, and it was the Heaven-Turning Seal that saved his life in the end.

"So it is him!"

Chunyangzi also remembered that incident.

"Since there is such a cultivator inside the fortress, I had better not provoke him!"

Every time he recalled that terrifying experience, Zhang Nuo would break out in a cold sweat; later, he learned from Zhuge Qing that this Demon Sect cultivator was very likely Wu Gang, the son of Wu Xu, the Sect Leader of Jinlan Demon Mountain!

With Wu Gang sitting in charge of the seemingly unremarkable fortress before him, Zhang Nuo would not take the initiative to force his way in. He returned to the hiding place of the three Nanxuan Sect cultivators and brought the three of them back to the fortress where Zhuge An was located.

After explaining the situation to the old man, Zhuge An was also somewhat surprised; a fortress used for early warning was actually guarded by Wu Xu's son—this matter would not be so simple.

"How about this: you take a few people to attack it again tomorrow to see how they react inside!"

Upon hearing Zhuge An's words, Zhang Nuo had an urge to curse; this old fox, after discovering his true strength, made him do all the dangerous things.

"Alright!"

Zhang Nuo said only two words; although he was unwilling in his heart, being in the Nanxuan Sect, there was no other way.

Knowing that Zhang Nuo had agreed very reluctantly, Zhuge An had no intention of changing his mind. Early the next morning, Zhang Nuo took Chu Budong and more than ten other Nanxuan Sect disciples and charged toward the fortress they had scouted the previous night.

Just as the dozen or so people arrived in front of the fortress, they saw more than ten Demon Sect cultivators fly out rapidly from within, and one of them was none other than Wu Gang!

During the great battle that day, Wu Gang had not participated due to other tasks, but hearing the descriptions from the returning cultivators, he had vaguely guessed that the cultivator who severed Du Yuntang's arm was likely the same one who had almost taken his life back then.

At this moment, just as he flew out of the fortress, he saw Zhang Nuo at a glance! A burst of wild joy filled his heart, and a strong sense of revenge occupied his entire being!

"Zhang Nuo, do you still recognize this Young Master?"

Controlling his Flying Magic Tool to move slightly forward, Wu Gang stood at the very front of the team.

"Of course I remember! A defeated opponent!"

With a cold smile, Zhang Nuo did not give Wu Gang any face in front of so many people.

"Ha!" A burst of mocking laughter rang out; the dozen or so Nanxuan Sect cultivators all looked at Wu Gang with disdain, and Chu Budong shouted loudly at this moment:

"Hey! I say Wu Gang, do you want to be smashed by the big seal again!"

Wu Gang's originally indifferent face suddenly flushed, and anger burned in his eyes.

"Zhang Nuo, if you have the ability, fight this Young Master again!"

"Hehe! I have the same intention!"

Although there was a smile on his face, Zhang Nuo knew clearly that this Young Master of Jinlan Demon Mountain was no fool; the Blood Mist he could unleash alone was enough to occupy a place among cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Late Stage.

However, Zhang Nuo had also advanced to the Foundation Establishment Late Stage now, and his cultivation could not be spoken of in the same breath as before! Taking this opportunity, he also wanted to test whether he could defeat Wu Gang!

After the two stared at each other for a long time, a spark of fire suddenly erupted, and then both figures actually charged out at the same time; Wu Gang flipped one hand, and a pitch-black, eerie small blade appeared in his hand, which he shot toward Zhang Nuo without a second thought.

Likewise, Zhang Nuo did not show weakness; a White Thread flashed from the Nine Dragon Sword Case on his back, and the two attacks collided in mid-air; sparks flew everywhere as the Flying Sword and the Magic Blade rebounded.

Seeing this, Chu Budong and the others swarmed up and began fighting with the dozen or so Demon Sect cultivators; while exchanging blows with Zhang Nuo, Wu Gang was surprised to find that in just a few short years, he had actually advanced from the Foundation Establishment Mid-stage to the Late Stage!

"If this person is not eliminated, he will surely become a great threat in the future!"

Having made up his mind, Wu Gang no longer held back; he opened his mouth wide and spat out a mass of Blood Mist, which instantly transformed to a size of more than ten zhang! His figure disappeared into the Blood Mist, and bursts of cold, eerie laughter came from within.

Zhang Nuo frowned; he had suffered a great loss because of this Blood Mist back then, and now that the opponent was using this move again, he had to defend with all his might!

"Ah!"

Just at the moment Zhang Nuo hesitated slightly, a Nanxuan Sect disciple was struck by a Red Skull unleashed by the Blood Mist, and his body fell directly from his Flying Magic Tool.

Seeing this, Chu Budong was instantly enraged; he roared, and the Golden Great Hammer in his hand was unleashed! The target was the inside of the Blood Mist!

"Senior Brother Chu! Do not be reckless!"

Having witnessed the power of the Blood Mist, Zhang Nuo was terrified that Chu Budong would get into trouble out of anger, but his words were too late; the half-zhang-sized giant hammer had just struck the surface of the Blood Mist when it was immediately wrapped and submerged within it; in an instant, dozens of Red Skulls condensed on the surface of the Blood Mist. With a flash, they attacked Chu Budong!

Seeing this, Zhang Nuo became anxious; Chu Budong had always possessed only this one Magic Treasure, and now that it was swallowed by the red Blood Mist, he was left only to be beaten.

With a movement of his Divine Sense, several Flying Swords slashed out one after another, shattering all the blood-colored skulls attacking Chu Budong! Zhang Nuo moved and blocked in front of him.

"Are you alright, Senior Brother Chu!"

Chu Budong had also been terrified just now; he had not expected Wu Gang's Blood Mist to have such an ability, even taking his Golden Great Hammer inside.

"I'm fine!"

After saying this with lingering fear, Chu Budong retreated slightly! At this moment, inside the Blood Mist, Wu Gang smiled coldly and was just about to launch another attack when a voice transmission rang in his ears.

"Fellow Daoist Wu! Why don't we join forces to take down this brat Zhang Nuo! We can also vent the pent-up anger in Sect Leader Du's heart!"

This voice was extremely soft and beautiful, yet full of eerie charm!

"Oh! Fellow Daoist Xue! It seems you and I have thought of the same thing!"

Sending the same voice transmission back, on the ramparts of the fortress, in a concealed spot, a young woman of about twenty years old was leaning against the wall, a slight smile appearing on her face.

This woman had fair skin and was quite attractive, yet she gave off a sinister feeling; her beauty made one not want to approach her easily!

This woman was none other than the beloved disciple of the Wushuang Sacred Demon Mountain Sect Leader Fu Ling, Xue Qianyang! Do not let her young age fool you; among the Five Great Demon Mountains, her demonic reputation was extremely prominent, and even Wu Gang had to give her three points of deference! With a cultivation base at the Foundation Establishment Late Stage, she had once killed many beings of the same rank!

Zhang Nuo's prestige had spread throughout the Five Great Demon Mountains during the great battle a year ago, and Xue Qianyang had long wanted to meet him, but she had never had the opportunity; now, seeing Zhang Nuo exchange blows with Wu Gang, her hands were itching as well.

However, based on Zhang Nuo's reputation, she wanted to observe from the shadows to see if it was truly as rumored, which was why she had not yet made a move.

"Kill him! My name will be known by everyone!"

Her silver teeth lightly bit her red lips! A chilling sneer appeared on Xue Qianyang's face as she gently raised one jade hand, her five slender fingers pointing downward, and instantly, a ball of white light gestated and emerged within her palm.

This ball of white light slowly changed, finally becoming a White Round Ball half a foot in size; inside the round body, countless white fragments drifted like snowflakes, and faint electric arcs flickered on the surface of the fragments!

"Fellow Daoist Wu! Find a way to lure him over to my side!"

Looking at the white spherical object in her hand, Xue Qianyang transmitted her voice in a deep tone to Wu Gang!

At this moment, Wu Gang was driving the Blood Mist to battle Zhang Nuo, and upon hearing this, a smug expression appeared on his face! This woman, Xue Qianyang, had a heart like a scorpion, and her attacks were extremely ruthless; even ordinary men could not compare to her.

Now that Zhang Nuo had become her target, the consequences could be imagined! Thinking of this, Wu Gang deliberately feigned defeat, and the massive Blood Mist began to retreat toward the fortress bit by bit!

Upon seeing this, Zhang Nuo felt no great joy in his heart; instead, he became suspicious! Based on his experience from fighting Wu Gang last time, it was impossible for the opponent to show signs of defeat in such a short time! It seemed there must be some conspiracy in this!