Chapter 53: Seven-Finger Soul-Severing! Initial fame!

Not far away.

Zhuowufeng moved fast, holding Shen Huairen, only rushing toward the direction of Iron Sword Castle, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly, revealing a bizarre smile.

"A mere doctor, actually has the strength of the fourth layer of Blood Qi, really rare, but unfortunately, still can't beat me, in front of my blood poison, only obediently submit, hope you can refine the things I need, if not, you, this divine doctor, can only become a ghost doctor from now on, hehe"

Whoosh!

As soon as the laughter fell, suddenly his hair stood on end, sensing a thick crisis approaching rapidly from behind, causing his skin to feel stinging pain instantly.

Zhuowufeng was shocked in his heart, without thinking, his body twisted and turned rapidly, and then turned back rapidly, slapping a palm fiercely toward the rear.

The palm center was bloody and pungent, as if a sea of blood had emerged, viscous and foul-smelling.

Pfft!

Bang!

A finger mixed with terrifying poison pointed over at extreme speed, landing on his palm area on the spot.

In an instant, it broke all the Blood Energy in his palm.

Even the blood poison contained in the palm had no effect, instantly collapsing.

Not only was his own blood poison useless, but instead, a more domineering, more terrifying poison drilled along his arm into his internal organs, making his body feel like it was instantly burning.

Zhuowufeng immediately let out a miserable groan, retreating backward, revealing horror.

But that human figure didn't retreat but advanced, still rushing toward him at extreme speed, fingers pointing continuously, tricky and bizarre, fast to the extreme, every finger carrying thick poison, every finger striking directly at his major acupoints.

Zhuowufeng revealed terror, his body hurriedly retreated rapidly, only wanting to dodge at all costs.

But the opponent's movement technique followed like a shadow, as if completely sticking to him.

No matter how he retreated, no matter how he dodged, it had no effect at all.

The opponent's finger went forward without any obstruction, getting closer and closer to him.

Zhuowufeng screamed in terror, suddenly throwing away Shen Huairen, the other palm slapped out suddenly, wanting to block, but just like before, as soon as it slapped out, it was pointed at the palm center by a finger, instantly poison spread, igniting Blood Energy, burning all the way, making him let out a miserable groan.

Subsequently, the terrifying finger had no more obstruction, instantly pointing over his vital points all over his chest.

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

Breaking four major acupoints in succession.

Fang Yi turned and left, not even looking, his body flashed, disappearing from this place.

As for the unconscious Shen Huairen, he was also taken away casually, not lingering at all.

Zhuowufeng's body swayed, his face pale, revealing a miserable smile, looking toward the direction where Fang Yi disappeared, suddenly with a crack, his entire body suddenly went limp, all the bones and meridians in his body melted, the whole person was like being poured with concentrated sulfuric acid, instantly collapsing to the ground, hissing, corroding into water...

In another direction.

Fang Yi placed the unconscious Shen Huairen in the back hall of Hundred Herbs Hall, unfolded his movement technique, left rapidly, and returned to his own residence.

As soon as he returned, he operated the Bone-Shrinking Magic Skill, his whole body crackled, and soon returned to his original appearance.

"The people of the Blood-Sucking Sect, they should all be dead now, no fish that slipped through the net, right?"

Fang Yi pondered.

Casually, he took out that book 【Iron Coffin Soul Burial Palm】 from his bosom.

Iron Coffin Soul Burial Palm, the supreme supreme skill and non-transferable secret of Iron Sword Castle.

Historically, only the castle master had the qualifications to practice it.

Once the palm falls, the soul enters the coffin, never to be reincarnated.

This martial art practiced to perfection can form an iron coffin phantom, covering the sky and earth, suppressing enemies.

That Tie Kuangtu practiced this move before, and it was just like that.

A palm slapped down, and a tens-of-zhang-sized iron coffin phantom appeared directly between heaven and earth, shaking everything, even though he resisted with all his might, he was still hit by a terrifying death aura into his body, causing serious injury.

But fortunately, this death aura was absorbed and resolved by his poison, so there was no greater influence, otherwise he would have died or been seriously injured.

According to the introduction of this martial art.

This skill practiced to the extreme can form three layers of death aura in the palm.

One layer of death aura represents one layer of coffin.

Three layers of death aura mean three coffins covering down at the same time.

Coffin within coffin, coffin lid covering coffin!

The power is terrifying, suppressing everything.

That Tie Kuangtu only practiced one layer of death aura.

"Terrifying martial art."

Fang Yi whispered in his mouth.

Without the heart to sleep, he directly pondered this martial art.

One night passed quietly.

Early the next morning, intense movement was triggered in Qingyang City, causing countless people to discuss it.

Everyone was shocked.

The famous Iron Sword Castle was actually wiped out last night.

"I heard Iron Sword Castle was finished long ago, secretly occupied by a group of evil sect experts, last night the City Guard Army acted personally to take them down..."

"Not just the City Guard Army, you only know one thing, not the other, last night the City Guard Army wasn't the opponent of that group of evil sect experts either, a mysterious strong person appeared, called Ouyang Feng, he is the Gold-Rank Murder-Suppressing Envoy of the yamen, it was he who wiped out that group of evil sect experts single-handedly..."

"What? Gold-Rank Murder-Suppressing Envoy?"

"Haven't the Murder-Suppressing Envoys of the yamen been targeted continuously during this period, almost all dead? How can there still be Murder-Suppressing Envoys who dare to appear?"

"Who is this Ouyang Feng? Why have I rarely heard of him?"

"Ouyang Feng is a newly emerging Gold-Rank Murder-Suppressing Envoy within the yamen, his strength is profound, extremely mysterious, he rarely acts, but once he acts, he must succeed..."

"No way, there is no Murder-Suppressing Envoy who dares to say they must succeed..."

"There's a good show to watch, that force that has been secretly targeting the Murder-Suppressing Envoys is going to act again."

All kinds of sounds rang out.

Inside Hundred Herbs Hall.

A group of doctors were continuously shaking the unconscious Shen Huairen.

After a long time, Shen Huairen let out a muffled groan, waking up from his deep sleep.

As soon as he woke up, he was shocked in his heart, jumping up suddenly, immediately looking at the surroundings with full vigilance.

"Shopkeeper, you finally woke up."

Fang Yi said.

"Yes, shopkeeper, you actually fainted in the courtyard."

"What happened last night? Could it be that even you were secretly attacked?"

The crowd around was shocked, looking at Shen Huairen.

Shen Huairen's expression changed, feeling a splitting headache.

Blurred memories began to transmit continuously from the depths of his brain.

Vaguely remembering, last night a mysterious man in black suddenly attacked him from behind, even though he resisted with all his might, it was hard to resist, finally being sealed at all major acupoints by the opponent, forcibly knocked out, and after that, he didn't remember anything else.

But today, he was actually safe and sound.

"How could I appear here?"

Shen Huairen said in shock.

"We saw you collapsed in the courtyard early in the morning, it was Dr. Fang who saved you."

Su Xingyun said.

"Is that so?"

Shen Huairen immediately looked at Fang Yi.

"Yes, I saw everyone carrying you out of the courtyard as soon as I came to work, shopkeeper, what exactly happened?"

Fang Yi asked.

Shen Huairen rubbed his brow carefully, his expression complex, saying: "I was attacked last night, suddenly fainted, I don't remember what happened later."

Suddenly, as if remembering something, he hurriedly asked, "By the way, how is Miss Su?"

"Didn't see them."

Fang Yi shook his head.

"Yes, we didn't see them either."

Other doctors also said one after another.

"Didn't see them?"

Shen Huairen's expression changed drastically, hurriedly getting up, starting to go over and check personally.

But unfortunately, inside the opponent's residence, it was empty, there was no trace of anyone, and no handwriting left behind.

"Could it be that Miss Su also met with harm?"

Shen Huairen's expression was shocked.

Terrible!

Truly terribly terrible!

"Shopkeeper, Miss Su has great fortune, coming all the way from Yunyang City to here is enough to show her profound strength, I think she shouldn't easily meet with trouble, it's very likely she had something urgent, temporarily left."

Fang Yi said.

Shen Huairen's heart surged, saying: "Hope so."

"Shopkeeper, I'll go down first."

Fang Yi arched his hands, leaving temporarily.

Shen Huairen gently rubbed his temples, his thoughts chaotic, still feeling waves of pain coming from his brain.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 54 =====