Arriving

"Go to hell!"

Golden-Eyed Leopard roared. His burly body bulged with taut muscles, sinews drawn tight like stacked war bows, condensing terrifying power!

Then—

Boom!

He stomped a foot onto the ground.

The earth instantly caved into a small pit, cracks splitting outward.

In the next moment, air currents burst forth. His entire body shot out like a fierce tiger, riding the force of his step, charging toward Zhou Weilong with a horrifying momentum!

"Protect the master!"

Behind Zhou Weilong, several Martial Arts School disciples rushed forward to block.

"You're asking for death!"

Golden-Eyed Leopard sneered. He expelled a breath, and a thunderclap seemed to boom out of nowhere.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Golden-Eyed Leopard threw punch after punch, fists flashing like blurs.

Cannonball-like fist force blasted through the air, smashing into the disciples like lightning. Those figures were sent flying, bodies hurtling backward, spitting blood!

They were barely breathing!

"Die!"

Someone sprang up from behind, swinging a blade in a sneak attack aimed at his back!

But clang—

Sparks flew. The blade might as well have struck steel; it snapped clean in two, failing to leave even a scratch on his back!

The man froze in shock.

Whoosh!

A vast shadow loomed over his head. A hand as large as a winnowing basket slammed down hard onto his skull!

Pfft!

A dull thud. The man's head, like a balloon, was crushed into his chest and abdomen, caving inward. His body burst with blood, bone and gore exposed. The whole man flew off like a punctured ball!

Dead as dead could be!

"Bastard, die!"

Several more charged with blades, but Golden-Eyed Leopard only grinned savagely. His fists struck straight and simple, no technique at all—yet they carried a terrifying power that could shatter steles and split rocks. Those touched were wounded; those hit were killed!

In just a few breaths, the eight or nine who had surrounded him were all slaughtered on the spot!

"Fall back! All of you, fall back!"

"This bastard is in the Viscera Refining Realm—you can't stop him! I'll hold him off!"

Zhou Weilong's heart dripped blood. His eyes bloodshot, he gritted his teeth and charged forward, hoping to stall Golden-Eyed Leopard and let the others escape first.

Panic spread across the faces of those behind him. Their bodies involuntarily retreated.

But—

Golden-Eyed Leopard's face twisted into a contemptuous sneer!

"Overreaching!"

"You're all dead today! Even if the King of Hell himself came, he couldn't save you—I, Golden-Eyed Leopard, say so!"

Golden-Eyed Leopard roared. His right leg lashed out in a vicious kick through the air, like an iron whip sweeping down, aimed straight at the charging Zhou Weilong.

So fast that the air shrieked with a piercing howl!

The kick came too fast, too ferocious. Zhou Weilong could only raise his Eagle Claw Hand to block at one side. Bang—a dull impact. A force like a heavy cannon crashed down. His arm, reinforced by Qi and Blood, had its Qi and Blood scattered, its bones shattered!

His body flew back even faster than it had charged forward!

"I say, every last one of you is trash! Garbage!"

"Got a problem with that?!"

"Hahaha!"

Golden-Eyed Leopard laughed wildly, his face twisted!

His overbearing aura

crushed the entire scene!

Zhou Weilong, sent flying backward, felt his mind spin into a daze. His heart plunged straight into the abyss of despair!

It was over!

He hadn't expected a mere country bandit to be in the Viscera Refining Realm, nor had he anticipated that a Golden-Eyed Leopard who had stepped into that realm would be this terrifying!

This trip might not only cost him his own life, but also the Martial Arts School disciples who came up the mountain with him, and those meddlesome heroes from Huangshi Town—all of them might be buried here!

Yet, at that very moment, bang!

Suddenly, his flying body seemed to hit a palm, the force dissipated, and he came to a stop.

Zhou Weilong turned around in confusion, only to see behind him, appearing at some unknown time, a youth of fourteen or fifteen, with a fair complexion, dressed in a green long robe, and a knife slung across his waist.

At this moment, the youth's slender hand was extended, pressing against his back.

Clearly, it was this youth's palm that had caught him as he fell!

This person, was none other than Yang Qingyun, who had just come up the mountain!

Only, he hadn't expected that upon arriving, he would witness such a scene.

As the crowd parted, everyone's gaze converged on Zhou Weilong, and Yang Qingyun, who had suddenly appeared and caught him, instantly became conspicuous!

"Kid, who are you? What are you doing here?"

Seeing Yang Qingyun suddenly appear in the middle of the scene without dodging or hiding, the Golden-Eyed Leopard let out a low voice.

"You sent your Second Boss and over a hundred men to Wang Family Village to kill me—do you really not know who I am?"

Under the gaze of many eyes, Yang Qingyun paid it little heed, looking through it all as if nothing, his eyes fixed ahead on the Golden-Eyed Leopard as he spoke calmly.

Though he didn't know what had happened to cause such a scene on Black Wind Mountain, gathering so many people, no matter what, his goal had never changed.

That was to eliminate the Black Wind Bandits entrenched here and slay the Great Stronghold Master of Black Wind Stronghold, the Golden-Eyed Leopard!

As the crowd around them retreated far back, Yang Qingyun's figure gradually emerged at the center of the scene.

"Good, good, good! So it's you!"

"Today truly is This Stronghold Master's lucky day—one by one, I'll crush you all to dust!"

The Golden-Eyed Leopard's smile grew even more ferocious and cruel!

Every joint in his body cracked like firecrackers in succession, as if an endless surge of power erupted from within, his energy bursting forth like a mountain flood!

"Go to hell!"

With a long roar, the Golden-Eyed Leopard shot toward Yang Qingyun like a gale, a raging wave, a thunderbolt, and slammed a palm down at his head, as if to smash Yang Qingyun's skull clean off his neck!

"Watch out! Don't block it! Dodge!"

Zhou Weilong, severely wounded and spitting blood from his mouth, saw this and his eyes widened as he shouted!

That this youth had caught him just now, meant he was likely a Martial Cultivator too, but the Golden-Eyed Leopard before them was a Viscera Refining Realm Martial Cultivator with Bronze Skin Iron Bone!

Seeing the youth who had caught him recklessly punch straight at the Golden-Eyed Leopard's terrifying palm strike, like a newborn calf unafraid of a tiger, Zhou Weilong's heart was frantic, his eyes nearly splitting, as if he could already see the youth's bones shattered and his body crushed under the Golden-Eyed Leopard's palm!

Yet, boom!!!

Fist and palm clashed, producing a violent collision. In that instant, the entire ground shook, and the air currents exploded like thunder, sweeping in all directions!

Contrary to everyone's expectations, the scene of overwhelming destruction they had imagined did not occur.

The fierce energy erupted, the two forces collided, and they were evenly matched!

"What?!"

Zhou Weilong stood frozen in place.

Everyone present also wore expressions of shock!

That fist of the Golden-Eyed Leopard, terrifying as a tyrannosaur—had actually been caught by a fourteen- or fifteen-year-old youth?

What was going on?!

Not far away, some of Huangshi Town's passersby who had been about to flee couldn't help but stop in their tracks.

On Zhou Weilong's face, disbelief now surfaced!

From their earlier exchange, he knew all too well how fearsome the Golden-Eyed Leopard's fists and feet were!

After just two rounds of combat, he had been completely routed!

What was happening now?!

"Impossible?!!"

This sight

also made the Golden-Eyed Leopard refuse to believe it, and he immediately roared out.

"Die!"

The muscles on his arms swelled up like balloons, veins writhing over them as an even greater aura and power erupted from within the Golden-Eyed Leopard's body!

His fist, the size of a millstone, clenched tight and swung like a heavy cannon toward Yang Qingyun's head. The terrifying force squeezed the air, producing a sharp whistling sound!

Yang Qingyun merely stepped back half a pace, tilting his head slightly, and the fierce fist shadow brushed past his ear by a hair's breadth!

He had dodged that punch after all.

At the same time, his right hand shot out like lightning, fingers transforming into claws as he grabbed the Golden-Eyed Leopard's arm in reverse, then swept a kick that slammed heavily into his chest!

Boom!

Qi force exploded, and the Golden-Eyed Leopard's burly body was sent flying!