Chapter 33: Blood-Sucking Great Art! Choosing a secret manual!

It must be said that Heishan Hu's cunning and caution exceeded expectations.

He was not a person whose head was filled with blood.

Suffering losses repeatedly made him turn around and flee without even thinking.

Fang Yi knew that once he fled into the depths of the mist, it would surely be a huge trouble.

He had to completely block the opponent.

Fortunately, his Shadow-Eroding Steps had never disappointed him. Shadows flashed by, as fast as a gale, and he chased after him at extreme speed in an instant, slapping toward Heishan Hu's back as soon as he arrived.

Heishan Hu was furious in his heart.

This guy's strength was clearly not as good as his own, and he could shake him to death in a few moves, but he happened to master deadly poison, making him dare not attack, which was truly extremely stifling.

He turned his head sharply and met Fang Yi with another palm.

Slap!

The sound was huge, and the energy swept through.

Fang Yi's body retreated instantly, landing three or four meters away again, feeling a stinging pain in his wrist.

But Heishan Hu also retreated repeatedly, his face even paler.

Just now, a lot of terrible deadly poison had invaded his body again, making his Qi and Blood feel like they were burning, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

"Damn thing, if you want to kill me, I'll die with you!"

Heishan Hu roared, and then, as if he had been completely driven mad, blood light appeared on his body, and he no longer fled, but pounced toward Fang Yi at extreme speed.

He had realized that if he didn't kill Fang Yi, the opponent wouldn't let him leave alive today.

Just the deadly poison in his body was enough to take his life.

Only by killing the opponent could he have time to force out the deadly poison!

However, after truly fighting Fang Yi, he vomited blood again.

Because the deadly poison on Fang Yi's body was truly like a poisoned nail; every collision made his internal organs burn hot, his Qi and Blood burn, and the backlash he suffered became increasingly severe.

"I'll kill you!"

Heishan Hu shouted angrily.

Bang bang bang bang!

He was like a madman, relying on his thick blood energy, just focused on bombarding Fang Yi, wanting to shake Fang Yi to death.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of moves passed.

Both of them flew backward.

Heishan Hu opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, his entire skin having completely turned indigo-blue, the deadly poison clinging to his bones and spreading all over his body, filling him with terror.

Even Fang Yi felt discomfort in his body, his Qi and Blood restless, his meridians stinging. He moved his wrists, his heart surging.

"What a powerful Heishan Hu, it seems I still have to use the Hundred Poison Lion Roar!"

The reason he didn't use it right away was because he wanted to weigh the opponent.

Now that it had reached this point, he knew his own strength and didn't need to delay any longer.

"Hoo"

Fang Yi immediately began to take a long breath, his entire chest bulging rapidly, tearing his clothes, his face flushed, thick veins appearing on his face, and his entire chest area seemed to be brewing some terrifying energy.

Heishan Hu's face changed, and he immediately realized that Fang Yi might be accumulating a big move. Without thinking, he pounced over, blood light appearing all over his body, as if he had turned into a terrifying blood man.

"Go to hell!"

"Roar!"

Fang Yi suddenly roared the Lion Roar.

Boom!

The terrifying deadly poison sound wave roared out from his mouth, earth-shattering, the sound booming and buzzing, shaking the broken temple, tiles shattering, windows exploding.

A layer of black-red deadly poison sound waves swept rapidly.

It was like a prehistoric giant beast roaring.

Pfft!

Heishan Hu, who was rushing madly, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, let out a scream, and the blood light that was originally burning fiercely on his body suddenly extinguished and dimmed. He clutched his head with both hands, flew backward on the spot, smashed into the distance, and rolled miserably on the ground, feeling like his brain meridians were about to be shattered.

After Fang Yi roared, he rushed out quickly, seized the opportunity, and bombarded Heishan Hu's neck directly.

Heishan Hu originally wanted to resist with difficulty, but it was useless.

With a bang, his neck was broken by Fang Yi's punch, his eyes widened, he flew backward, and died miserably.

"Hoo!"

Fang Yi finally let out a long sigh of relief, and then he immediately rushed out and searched Heishan Hu's body.

A moment later, his eyes flashed, revealing surprise.

He touched a thin book directly from Heishan Hu's body.

【Blood-Sucking Great Art, Volume One!】

"Is this the evil art Heishan Hu practiced?"

He opened it immediately to check.

This evil art was indeed eerie; it required absorbing human blood to improve strength, and absorbing human blood was addictive. Once improved, one would become obsessed with this feeling, and from then on, one would only absorb human blood, just like drinking poison.

And this art also had drawbacks, which was that the strength improved too quickly, the foundation was unstable, and it would cause a superficial appearance. Over time, blood poison would even accumulate in the body, damaging the body.

This was exactly the case for Heishan Hu.

Although he was at the mid-stage of the Fourth Layer of Qi and Blood, his strength was not as good as a genuine early-stage Fourth Layer of Qi and Blood.

"So that's how it is. This Heishan Hu is not a genuine mid-stage Fourth Layer of Qi and Blood. If he were a genuine mid-stage Fourth Layer, his strength would be even more terrifying. Evil art, this is truly an evil art!"

Fang Yi was awe-struck.

He would definitely not practice this technique.

Practicing this art was no different from drinking poison to quench thirst!

Besides this book, there was also a token, scarlet in color, with many patterns carved on the surface, and a 【Blood】 character on the front.

"Could it be a credential for some evil sect?"

He decided to send these things back to the yamen to see; perhaps he could exchange them for many good things.

Besides this booklet and token, there were also four hundred taels of silver notes.

After searching Heishan Hu, he immediately searched everyone else one by one.

Even the entire broken temple was searched by him.

After doing all this, he cut off Heishan Hu's head, wrapped it in clothes, carried the head, and began to go down the mountain.

Below the small mountain.

Wang Shirong was full of nervousness, walking back and forth, looking toward the small mountain from time to time.

"Dad, do you think that person will be Heishan Hu's opponent?"

Beside him, Wang Ziyang asked worriedly.

"I don't know."

Wang Shirong sighed.

"Then are we still going to wait here? If he is killed by Heishan Hu, and Heishan Hu pursues us..."

Wang Ziyang's voice was very small, and he didn't dare to continue.

Wang Shirong's face also changed drastically, and his heart fell into a rapid struggle.

If that person really wasn't Heishan Hu's match, I'm afraid it would be useless even if they ran away.

With the ruthlessness of Heishan Hu and his group, even if he ran into the city, he would be dragged out and killed.

"Wait a little longer!"

Wang Shirong gritted his teeth.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the mist ahead, getting closer and closer, and a hoarse voice said: "Family Head Wang, you really kept your word, we can leave now."

Wang Shirong's eyes lit up, and he looked over quickly, saying: "Hero, you succeeded..."

"Heishan Hu's head is here, and everyone else is dead."

Fang Yi gestured to the head in his hand and said hoarsely.

When they saw Heishan Hu's head, Wang Shirong and his son were immediately excited, their eyes turning red.

The big mountain that had been pressing on their heads had finally been moved away.

Their Wang Family would never have to worry again.

"Hero, please follow us!"

Wang Shirong immediately began to lead the way.

There were no more troubles afterward.

They walked out of the mist safely all the way.

Fang Yi didn't stay any longer, unfolded his Shadow-Eroding Steps, and immediately disappeared from this place, returning toward Qingyang City.

Wang Shirong and his son were secretly amazed.

"This hero is truly unfathomable; such strength is mostly likely a Gold-Rank Murder-Suppressing Envoy..."

Wang Shirong thought secretly.

Inside the yamen.

Fang Yi returned all the way and placed Heishan Hu's head and the blood-colored token together on the table in front of him.

Prefect Zheng Zhiqiu and Chief Constable Tie Feng were both shocked, looking at this head.

"Heishan Hu, it's him, no mistake!"

Tie Feng said in shock after a careful inspection.

A mid-stage Fourth Layer of Qi and Blood had also been easily slaughtered.

"This token was found on him as well. You guys take a look and see what its origin is?"

Fang Yi said.

Zheng Zhiqiu picked up the token and watched it carefully, his face changing slightly, saying: "He really is a member of the Blood-Sucking Sect!"

"Blood-Sucking Sect?"

Fang Yi asked.

"This is also an evil sect, deep-rooted and incredibly powerful, with its sphere of influence covering multiple large regions. I didn't expect them to have actually come to our Qingyang City."

Zheng Zhiqiu said in a deep voice.

"So that's how it is."

Fang Yi nodded, no longer dwelling on it too much. Anyway, the Blood-Sucking Sect couldn't find him, so he got straight to the point: "Prefect Zheng, I can choose my Lower-Grade Martial Art now, right?"

"Yes, it has already been listed for you, sir."

Zheng Zhiqiu took out a piece of paper.

It listed the names of five Lower-Grade secret manuals in total.

These were all accumulated by the yamen over many years and could be chosen by Fang Yi at will.

Dragon Claw Hand!

Meridian-Severing Gold-Shattering Finger!

Overlord Poison Fire Palm!

Grass-Flying!

Mysterious Iron Golden Body Skill!

One name after another entered Fang Yi's eyes.

His eyes flashed, and he was secretly amazed.

The yamen's wealth was indeed substantial.

Five Lower-Grade martial arts, he felt like he wanted to practice every single one.

But a moment later, Fang Yi still chose 【Overlord Poison Fire Palm】.

Because this martial art was fire-attributed.

It complemented the fire-attributed deadly poison in his body!

If the two were combined, the power would surely be even greater.

"Prefect Zheng, I choose this one."

Fang Yi said.

"Good, I'll have someone go down and copy it right away."

Zheng Zhiqiu nodded.

"Wait, I have one more thing."

Fang Yi took out the 【Blood-Sucking Great Art, Volume One】 from his bosom and said: "This is also a Lower-Grade martial art. I plan to exchange this Lower-Grade martial art with you for another one. I wonder what the Prefect thinks?"

Keeping this 【Blood-Sucking Great Art】 was useless; it was better to use it to exchange for better things.

"Blood-Sucking Great Art?"

Zheng Zhiqiu and Tie Feng's faces changed drastically.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 34 =====