Chapter 237: Collision of Fire and Thunder

Lei Hao is my son; I wonder what Hall Master Fang Yan wants in our little place?

The village chief stepped forward, his tone even.

"Here's the thing: I came this time to cut the weeds at the root. I thought killing Lei Hao would suffice, but I didn't expect an entire village to show up."

Fang Yan paced at the village entrance, his smile gentle, "How about this: you kill Lei Hao and his daughter, and I'll spare your village, okay?"

At those words, Lei Hao's face instantly turned sour.

Before he could speak, the people behind him roared in anger.

"Don't even think about it! Who the hell do you think you are, trying to stir up Lei Family Village!"

"We people of Lei Family Village have never known fear!"

"Right, if you want to hurt Lei Hao and the others, step over our corpses first!"

The villagers, inflamed with fury, each had blazing anger in their eyes and prepared for a fight to the death.

The people of Lei Family Village were unusually united, surprising Fang Yan.

"Oh? You truly aren't afraid of death?!"

Fang Yan's smile gradually faded; although flames still burned on his body, his aura grew chilling, and he twisted his neck, emitting a burst of bone‑cracking sound.

The next moment.

The flames on Fang Yan surged upward several zhang, like a burning sun, nearly doubling the temperature nearby!

Swoosh—

Red sparks flickered in his eyes, his figure vanished in an instant, and he charged toward the villagers, raising a rolling heat wave that seared everyone's cheeks.

"Xiao Hao, block him with me!!"

The village chief's pupils narrowed; he lunged forward, and the lightning in his hand coiled into a winding thunder serpent that slithered ahead.

Lei Hao, resolute, rushed to his father's side, hurling a thunder‑clad fist at the advancing fiery silhouette.

Boom—

It was a head‑on clash of flame and thunder.

The two raging energies merged, causing an overload that exploded instantly.

Hundreds of zhang of lightning and fire sparks intertwined up and down, the booming roar shaking mountains and earth.

Much of the thunder‑fire energy burst outward, flying outward and crackling when it struck the ground and trees.

The smoke and dust gradually cleared.

Everyone turned to look at the center of the explosion.

On the once‑flat ground, a snarling deep pit appeared, dozens of meters wide.

Lei Hao and the other gasped heavily, their hands a blur of flesh and blood, white bones visible, blood trickling slowly down their fingers.

"Xiao Hao, today looks hopeless."

The village chief smiled briskly, his voice carefree; his fists clenched, a surge of thunder poured into them, scorching the wounds to scabs, and the blood stopped instantly.

"Father, you lead everyone down the back mountain; I'll block them myself."

Lei Hao's gaze was firm as he took a deep breath.

This incident started because of him, and he truly could not bear to see more deaths.

"Village chief! Xiao Hao!"

"Are you treating us like outsiders?!"

"Don't underestimate us!"

The villagers behind surged forward, many of them radiating brilliant lightning from within.

"Tsk tsk, so many lightning‑type Talent Endowed..."

Fang Yan, a bit surprised, said, "Your village is no simple place, but with such feeble lightning, how could you match my Divine Fire?"

As his words fell, Fang Yan waved his hand, "You deal with the others; leave those two ahead to me."

"Yes!"

Several burly men answered, casually tossing the girl on their shoulders to the ground, stamping the earth as they charged forward.

"Everyone, don't overextend; Xiao Hao and I will hold them back, run if you can!"

The village chief turned his head back and shouted loudly.

"With just you, who do you think you can hold back?"

Fang Yan snorted coldly and launched a fireball the size of a basin.

Boom—

The fireball exploded among the crowd, sending the villagers behind sprawling in all directions.

"Fang Yan, you slaughter the innocent; you truly deserve death!"

Lei Hao's eyes widened to the brink of tearing, he roared, and his body vanished in an instant.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of Fang Yan.

Fang Yan's expression remained calm; he simply extended his palm and easily grasped Lei Hao's thunder‑clad fist.

"With that strength, you dare compete with me for business in the capital?!"

Crunch—

Fang Yan sneered, smiling, and gradually applied force, snapping Lei Hao's right hand cleanly.

Lei Hao stared at his exposed bone, clenching his teeth without a sound.

Seizing the pause in Fang Yan's speech, he drew a dagger from his chest with his left hand and thrust it toward his heart.

Clack—

Fang Yan's mouth curled into a grin; he slapped the dagger away with one hand, then grasped Lei Hao's neck, lifting him up like a small chicken.

Immediately, fire surged in his hand, and Lei Hao was about to be burned to ashes.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

"Stop!"

The village chief widened his eyes, placed both hands on the ground, and aimed at Fang Yan not far ahead.

The next moment, the power of thunder surged.

"Zzzzt!!"

A lightning snake shot out from his palm.

As if alive, it wound its way underground.

It traced a brilliant path of lightning.

The trees on either side instantly turned to dead wood, erupting in raging flames!

"Boom!!"

The lightning snake burst from the ground, charging straight at Fang Yan!

After using this move, the old village chief's face lost a bit more color, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Fang Yan's eye twitched; feeling the surging thunder beneath him, he had no choice but to retreat.

"You ruthless old coot, to hurt me you didn't even care about your own son!"

Fang Yan threw the near-dead Lei Hao to the ground like a dead dog, sneered as he approached the old village chief, and said, "First I'll kill you, then I'll slaughter everyone in your village!"

Here the outcome was decided; Lei Hao and his father had become fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.

On the other side, the villagers gathered together, actually stalemating against that group of brawny men.

"Xixi, are we going to die...?"

Zhang Yujie lay sideways on the ground, unable to move, her face deathly pale: "That guy named Fang Yan, after killing those villagers, will probably come to deal with us next."

"Sorry, it's my fault for being willful."

Li Xixi showed despair in her eyes: "It's because I insisted on coming that they captured us; I don't know how my little brother is now, or if he's already fallen into their hands."

"What time is it, still thinking about your little brother?" Zhang Yujie said with an exasperated look, kicking Li Xixi, "If worse comes to worst, you two can be a pair of lovebirds in your next life."

Suddenly, Li Xixi seemed to see something unbelievable, her eyes widening.

"What's wrong? What are you looking at?"

Zhang Yujie curiously adjusted her posture and followed Li Xixi's gaze.

At the village entrance, a tall, handsome young man was walking slowly.

Amidst the two battlefields, he stood out like a gem among stones, drawing attention.

"How is he here?!"

Zhang Yujie frowned, speaking in disbelief.