Chapter 1743

"I hope that guy doesn't run away," said Ximen Wudi, stepping forward without pause.

He had already seen the figure standing on the gangway.

The tall figure wore a black robe and hood, entirely shrouded in a loose trench coat, yet the gloomy aura emanating from him seemed to lower the surrounding temperature considerably.

"You've come, my dear brother," said Kesi Dilin, smiling faintly at Ximen Wudi approaching: "You know, I've long prepared to welcome your arrival."

"You anticipated I'd board tonight?" Ximen Wudi's gaze flared with intense brilliance: "Did you guess my identity?"

Kesi Dilin wore a mocking smile: "Actually, I anticipated it long ago—I even arranged hundreds of men to lie in wait near the airport. I just wasn't certain you'd come; after all, this matter isn't easy."

"Heh, so it seems my skills aren't worth your attention, is that right?" said Ximen Wudi.

This remark was razor-sharp!

It struck straight at Kesi Dilin's heart!

The latter's expression froze instantly.

This remark was truly devastating!

"No, quite the opposite—you hold great weight in my heart, so much so that it fills me with dread," said Kesi Dilin, twisting his neck: "Back at Mount Aerbeisi, had you not intervened suddenly, I would have seized Zeus's throne. That failure is one I cannot bear—so I must seek revenge at any cost, even if it means mutual destruction!"

Madness glowed in Kesi Dilin's eyes, chilling to the bone.

He was truly insane.

That gaze made one think of Iron Man from "X-Men," the one who destroyed the world.

"Then what is your resolve?" Ximen Wudi shook his head: "Your resolve is to kill me? Try it—see who will laugh last."

Without hesitation, Ximen Wudi raised his four-edged military dagger and thrust it toward Kesi Dilin!

The latter did not yield, raising his radium-gold short rod and smashing it hard against Ximen Wudi's shoulder!

Clang!

This collision sent sparks flying!

Kesi Dilin's Hukou went numb—his radium-gold rod had bent out of shape!

"Damn eastern monkey, your strength is astonishing!"

The black-clad man's eyes blazed with fury and shock intertwined.

In China, Ximen Wudi dared openly use a superweapon here—this young man was utterly reckless!

"What did you say?"

Ximen Wudi's eyes blazed with brilliance—the phantom image of a green dragon coalesced instantly along his arm!

Boom!

Kesi Dilin was knocked to the ground!

The black-suited man, lying on the ground, immediately scrambled up, preparing to flee in the chaos.

But the moment he took a step, Ximen Wudi kicked him hard in the buttocks, sending him face-first crashing to the ground!

"I said, I hate it when people curse at me!" said Ximen Wudi. "No matter gender."

He straddled the black-suited man's belly, holding the four-edged dagger to his throat.

The man swallowed hard: "You can't kill me! You can't!"

"Oh? Why can't I kill you?" asked Ximen Wudi: "Because the God of Death backs you, is that it?"

"You can't kill me—if you do, the God of Death will blame every single responsibility on you! He won't let it go—he'll kill every single Chinese person!"

Said the black-suited man.

"Then kill you first."

Ximen Wudi applied slight pressure—his dagger pierced the black-suited man's throat!

Blood spurted like a geyser!

The man died with eyes wide open, utterly unable to believe he'd been slain on the spot!

Yet Ximen Wudi did not stop—he knelt on the black-suited man's corpse, raised his other arm high, then brought it down with full force!

Boom!

Another dull thud—the black-suited man's head exploded like a ripe watermelon, red and white matter splattering all over Ximen Wudi!

This sight made the airport guards far away feel nauseous; many even covered their noses!

Ximen Wudi wiped the red-and-white splatter from his face and neck, shaking his head: "Sigh, my heart is growing colder—I feel killing a few people isn't even worth a thought. Am I falling?"

Then he looked toward a distant figure and said: "God of Death, I suppose we've met again. Won't you come out and talk?"

Kesi Dilin slowly removed his sunglasses, wiped blood from his face, his eyes calm and unrippled: "I planned to wait for you to strike first, then turn your move against you—but you jumped the gun."

Here he paused, then added: "I'm truly sorry."

Ximen Wudi sneered coldly twice: "Kesi Dilin, your acting is terrible. Aren't you supposed to be negotiating with me?"

"Yes, I intended to talk with you properly," said Kesi Dilin, looking at Ximen Wudi: "But I now see no need for negotiation."

As he spoke, a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes!

Ximen Wudi's expression tightened instantly.

"You want revenge on the God of Death? Then let me grant it," said Kesi Dilin, slamming both fists hard into Ximen Wudi's abdomen!

Boom!

A dull thud rang out—Kesi Dilin was flung far away!

Ximen Wudi spat out a mouthful of blood!

But Ximen Wudi paid no heed to his injuries—he blurred into a phantom, chasing Kesi Dilin without pause!

"You're no match for me!" Ximen Wudi shouted, whipping his leg around to strike Kesi Dilin's back!

Kesi Dilin's left arm shot out, blocking behind his head!

Smack!

With that one strike, Ximen Wudi's right leg directly kicked and broke the bones of the other's hand!

Kesi Dilin staggered back two steps, then steadied his stance!

His complexion turned a shade paler!

Ximen Wudi's kick left him in excruciating pain!

However, although the pain was severe, Kesi Dilin still gritted his teeth and charged forward!

"I told you, your speed is no match for mine." Ximen Wudi narrowed his eyes: "You think you can win?"

Kesi Dilin's footsteps did not stop, still running forward, his tone calm and clear: "I don't know this flight."

I don't know this flight!

Hearing this, Ximen Wudi's pupils suddenly contracted!

"How is it possible you don't know when this flight is heading to London, England, yet I just happened to board it..." Ximen Wudi's brows furrowed sharply, and he suddenly figured something out!

"You bastard, a feint to confuse the enemy!" Ximen Wudi roared!

He finally understood why the plane's landing time was such a coincidence — it turned out everything had been arranged long ago!

Yet Ximen Wudi had, for some reason, chosen to take this flight!

"Kesi Dilin, you son of a bitch!"

After figuring everything out, Ximen Wudi was nearly going crazy!

However, just at that moment, Kesi Dilin attacked again!

Bang bang bang!

Three consecutive punches landed on Ximen Wudi's ribs, chest, and abdomen, each one delivered with nearly full force!

Ximen Wudi was sent staggering back five or six meters!

This time, he failed to keep his footing and stumbled to the ground!

"Your strength has progressed quite quickly." Ximen Wudi stood up from the ground, stretched his sore muscles, and said: "At this level, I'm certain your identity shouldn't be the Vice Hall Master of the Death God Hall, otherwise, with your current strength, I would have absolutely no chance of winning."

"Is that so?" Kesi Dilin smiled slightly: "Actually, you guessed wrong. I'm not only the Vice Hall Master of the Death God Hall, but he has already given me the entire Death God Hall as a dowry."

"Why does this line sound so familiar?" Ximen Wudi narrowed his eyes: "I seem to have heard something similar somewhere."

"No, it's not familiar at all — it's something you once said." Kesi Dilin looked at Ximen Wudi and said: "I once told you that as long as you kill me, the entire Death God Hall will be yours."