The people around them stared dumbfounded at the two headless corpses lying on the ground, their faces filled with terror as they swallowed hard.
Many members of the Angry Wind Gang had trembling legs, and some of the more timid ones had already collapsed to the ground. Hadn't everything been fine just moments ago?
How had the two gang leaders suddenly died?
Cheng Shifei gleamed with golden light, yet he had bathed in blood, his entire body stained crimson. Coupled with the pressure of his true qi, he seemed to possess the wrathful glare of a vajra, carrying an air of boundless slaughter.
He looked like a blood-soaked vajra after a massacre, an eerie aura clinging to him that made people shudder.
Cheng Shifei grinned. With his face covered in blood, he resembled an evil Buddha, sending chills through everyone's hearts. His body shot out like a streak of golden lightning. Several booms rang out, and Cheng Shifei came to a stop atop the steps in the courtyard.
He said coldly, "The Angry Wind Gang colluded with the Wang Family and the Blood Lotus Sect. They must be exterminated."
Behind Cheng Shifei, several figures had been hung against the wall. Their necks and backs swayed in the wind, while their heads had been stuffed into the wall by Cheng Shifei.
Blood continued to flow from the holes in the wall where their heads were embedded, leaving several long streaks of blood down the surface.
They were surely beyond saving.
"Sir, you've already taken our things. Why are you still attacking my Angry Wind Gang? Isn't this breaking the rules of the Martial World?"
One of the Angry Wind Gang members spoke with a face full of despair.
At that, Cheng Shifei nodded and said to the soldiers, "Oh, right. If