Demonic Martial Artist

The pill entered his body, and Liu Bao's already two-to-three-meter-tall frame underwent another mutation at that moment.

Countless scales covered his entire body, black as ink.

At the same time, his head began changing at an eerie speed, turning into an enormous snake head with its forked tongue flicking out.

A pair of compound eyes looked toward Lu Chuan, wicked to the extreme.

"Little Bastard, I want you dead..."

An eerie, piercing sound came from Liu Bao's mouth. His forked tongue flickered as he suddenly charged at Lu Chuan.

He was even faster now, like a gust of wind sweeping past.

In an instant, he had rushed before Lu Chuan.

With a swing of that Short Axe, he brought it down viciously upon Lu Chuan.

A violent gale swept out, accompanied by crackling blasts.

The axe wind howled, its fierce force rolling down and gouging crisscrossing ravines into the ground.

"Damn it, what the hell is this thing?!"

Lu Chuan's expression changed drastically as he raised his War Blade to block.

Clang... Bang...

A powerful shockwave swept over him. Lu Chuan felt his right hand go numb, and his entire body was instantly shoved backward by an overwhelming force.

The force behind that axe strike was at least fifty thousand jin.

Damn it, what kind of drug had this brute taken? Its strength had risen so sharply, turning it this ferocious.

"Kid, you're dead today."

Liu Bao let out a low growl and immediately attacked again, chopping toward Lu Chuan once more.

At the same time!

While Lu Chuan and Liu Bao were locked in battle, outside Wanchun Hall on a street in the Outer City.

Chen Qingfeng, who had been lying in a recliner basking in the sun, suddenly narrowed his eyes. He sprang from the chair and looked toward Liu Bao's Villa.

Cold Killing Intent immediately surfaced in his eyes.

"The aura of a Demon Ghost. What nerve, daring to enter the city..."

Chen Qingfeng let out a low roar. The next moment, he shot out like a ghostly phantom.

"Young Master, where are you going?"

Inside Wanchun Hall, the White-haired Elder, Uncle Fu, happened to be walking out with a bowl of noodles. Seeing Chen Qingfeng flash away and race several hundred meters in an instant, he immediately shouted after him.

"Going hunting..."

Chen Qingfeng's voice drifted back, but he had already vanished without a trace.

Meanwhile, as Chen Qingfeng rushed toward Liu Bao's Villa, within Kunlun Martial Arts School in the Inner City.

He Mingkong, the Hall Master of Kunlun Martial Arts School, had been practicing calligraphy in his study when he suddenly stopped. He looked toward a string of bells on the windowsill.

The bells were shaking violently, yet their sound rang out like a great bell tolling.

He Mingkong's expression immediately changed, and his gaze darkened.

"A Demon Ghost... in the Outer City..."

He Mingkong's gaze was Gloomy as Water, sharp as a blade. His figure flashed, and he immediately rushed from the room, Straight towards the Outer City.

Outside Liu Bao's Villa.

Lu Chuan and Liu Bao were engaged in a fierce battle, colliding madly.

Blade shadows layered upon blade shadows, while axe light flashed.

Lu Chuan's feet slid across the ground, like a Spirit Deer weaving through the forest and an Ape Monkey shaking its body. He continuously shifted and moved, his Blade Light quivering as it repeatedly clashed with Liu Bao.

At first, Lu Chuan had been suppressed by Liu Bao. But as time passed, he gradually reversed the disadvantage and even gained the upper hand.

This made Liu Bao's expression grow increasingly ugly, even Gloomy as Water.

"Damn it, damn it..."

Liu Bao roared in fury. His already savage face looked even more hideous now. He had Erupted with every method at his disposal, believing that taking down Lu Chuan would be effortless. Who could have expected Lu Chuan to grow stronger the longer he fought?

He had been able to suppress Lu Chuan at first, but now he was the one being suppressed instead.

The reversal set his heart ablaze with rage.

"Little Bastard, how can you possibly be this strong? Didn't you only achieve Martial Arts Reaching Rank not long ago?"

Liu Bao gritted his teeth, beside himself with fury.

"Want to know? Go ask in the Underworld!"

Lu Chuan sneered coldly. He had transformed the Five Elements Stance Training into a Martial Skill and was becoming increasingly adept with it. His War Blade blocked Liu Bao's axe strike, then his body suddenly slid to the side as his blade swept horizontally.

Clang...

Blade Light flashed, and in the next moment, it sliced across Liu Bao's waist.

"Ah..."

A shrill scream rang out.

The next instant, Liu Bao's body split in two. Lu Chuan had actually cut him in half with a single strike.

Blood splattered as his agonized screams echoed.

Liu Bao's body was still charging forward, but the upper half had already crashed to the ground.

"Haa..."

Lu Chuan Exhaled a mouthful of turbid air. He felt as though he had been drained dry. Dragging his body through its Fatigue, he looked at Liu Bao, who was still twitching on the ground and had not completely drawn his last breath, then swung his blade again and directly severed his head.

If you fail to kill a snake, it will bite you back!

Although he had already been cut into two pieces, an ordinary person certainly could not have survived.

But no matter how he looked at this guy, he did not seem like an ordinary person.

After all, what normal person grew scales all over their body and had their head turn into a snake's head?

Once the head was cut off, a foul stench assaulted his nostrils. The blood Liu Bao sprayed this time was not red at all, but dark crimson, even infinitely close to black.

It was incomparably strange.

Lu Chuan immediately flashed away, putting distance between himself and the corpse before turning to look at the Villa.

"Younger Sister!"

Lu Chuan muttered under his breath. His figure flashed as he immediately rushed into the Villa, his heart burning with anxiety.

He did not know what condition his Younger Sister was in.

Fortunately, the moment he charged into the living room, Lu Chuan saw his Younger Sister, Lu Wangshu. Her hands and feet were bound, and she had already fainted.

"Younger Sister..."

Lu Chuan immediately rushed over to examine her. After discovering that she had merely been drugged unconscious and that her vital signs were stable, he finally let out a slight sigh of relief.

"Brother will take you home!"

Lu Chuan murmured to himself. He picked up Lu Wangshu, rose to his feet, and rushed out of the Villa's main hall.

At this moment, not a single Fierce Tiger Gang member remained within the entire Villa Manor. Only corpses littered the ground, while a thick stench of blood filled the air.

Lu Chuan paid it no heed. Carrying Lu Wangshu, he prepared to leave.

Just then, a figure rushed over at terrifying speed from the entrance of the Villa Manor.

After a few flashes, he had arrived before Liu Bao's corpse.

Looking at the body that had been severed into three pieces, he fell briefly into a daze.

"Chen Qingfeng..."

Lu Chuan glanced at the newcomer and froze, somewhat surprised.

That was right. The newcomer was Chen Qingfeng.

"Lu Chuan... Young Brother Lu, did you kill this Demonic Martial Artist?" Chen Qingfeng shifted his gaze from Liu Bao's corpse to Lu Chuan and asked in a deep voice.

"A Demonic Martial Artist?"

Lu Chuan froze, then said in a low voice, "You mean this man? He was Liu Bao, the Hall Master of East Hall of the Fierce Tiger Gang.

What is this Demonic Martial Artist supposed to mean?"

"The Hall Master of East Hall of the Fierce Tiger Gang. What colossal nerve... He actually offered sacrifices to a Demon Ghost Evil God. He truly deserves death."

Chen Qingfeng gritted his teeth and growled, "The Fierce Tiger Gang is courting its own destruction! It seems I have been too indulgent with them. Unless they are purged, no one will know the methods of our Demon Suppressing Division..."