Assassination? Did they think I, Qin Fangyang, couldn't do that? Did they think I, the Five Directions Swordsman, didn't count as a mighty dragon?
How long could a few local snakes from mere Phoenix City run rampant?
Qin Fangyang ranged back and forth across Phoenix Tail Mountain, killing his way from one end to the other.
With his formidable cultivation unleashed without restraint, he was utterly invincible in this area, save for a handful of people!
The heavy rain kept falling, and people kept dying.
With so many lives lost, the rainwater flowing down Phoenix Tail Mountain turned a faint pink.
Even Qin Fangyang himself had forgotten how many people had died at his hands.
The power of money could drive people to such madness.
He killed from dusk until the downpour arrived, then kept killing from the height of the downpour until it ended; Qin Fangyang had barely stopped at all.
I gave you a chance to take revenge.
I also gave you a chance to vent your anger!
If you couldn't seize that chance, don't blame me, Qin Fangyang, for showing no mercy!
By the end, although heads still thronged at the foot of the mountain, hardly anyone dared charge up anymore.
"Qin Fangyang is just a teacher at Second High School. He only taught a Martial Warrior Class before. How can he be this difficult to deal with?!"
"Infant Transformation cultivation? How could a Martial Warrior Class teacher at Second High School have Infant Transformation cultivation?! Impossible!"
Who knew how many people had already questioned this intelligence, this information, this understanding, and puzzled over it, yet none could make sense of it!
"Qin Fangyang is already a bolt at the end of its flight! All we need to do is charge up there, and we can kill