Chapter 565: Chapter 181: The Descent of the Blood Gu Sect’s Gu God! Fan Wu: Now it gets interesting! (10,000-word mega Chapter, please subscribe)_5
"Who knows?" Fan Wu smiled.
Between him and the old Emperor was a verbal agreement—if anything major happened in the Imperial Palace, he could intervene to save the situation. However, if it ever came to the point where Fan Wu had to take action, he wouldn’t consider the Great Zhou Dynasty’s balance or any visions for the future.
He would kill until the blood flowed like rivers!
"Humph! Don’t think..." Just as the Blood Gu Sect disciple was about to say something else, he suddenly saw Fan Wu draw an exceedingly exaggerated large sword.
As Fan Wu drew this sword, the pupil of the Blood Gu Sect disciple constricted to the size of needle points, because he felt an intense threat assailing him.
He also felt a great terror enveloping him from above.
Subconsciously, he knew that if the man before him struck with this sword...
He would definitely have no ability to receive it.
And even less possibility to block it.
A strong premonition of doom led him to want to strike first, to seize the initiative!
But the speed at which Fan Wu struck with his sword was even faster than he had anticipated.
Whoosh——!!!
A casually swung sword fell, and the Demon-slaying Sword’s friction with the air emitted a piercing wail.
A crescent-shaped ripple, visible to the naked eye, flew towards the massive body of the Blood Gu Sect disciple.
"So fast!!"
Only these two words rose in the mind of the Blood Gu Sect disciple.
Immediately following, the crescent-shaped ripple struck his grotesque body.
Boom!!!
His body shattered like a bursting balloon, with copious bug paste and slime splattering in all directions.
Indescribable agony made him let out a chilling scream.
"Hssssahhhhhhh!!!" Screaming so piteously that listeners felt heartbroken and onlookers wept. It was as if he was enduring some cruel torture, the sound giving bystanders goosebumps.
The giant body slumped powerlessly atop the ruins, appearing barely alive.
Instant loss of combat ability!
Fan Wu did not hasten to finish him off but turned his attention to several other Blood Gu Sect disciples as they were all running straight towards a palace.
He watched as the palace guards, the defense forces, and the Thousand Household Leader of the Qiantian Divine, attempting to stop them, were casually thrown flying.
Among the Blood Gu Sect disciples, one of them glanced back at Fan Wu after hearing his comrade’s scream.
But that glance left him frozen.
He saw his companion lying half-dead on the ruins.
What?
What’s going on?
And he also noticed that the man who had been confronting his companion seemed to have disappeared without a trace.
Where did he go?
"Are you looking for me?" Suddenly, a voice beside his ear made his body tremble involuntarily.
In haste, he turned his head only to find a man standing atop his body, a man who had appeared without his noticing. How could this be?
In just a brief moment, thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind.
And then...
He intended to attack Fan Wu.
But as soon as this thought arose, Fan Wu’s sword had already been swung down.
Splat!
This Blood Gu Sect disciple had no ability to resist, and his upper human half and lower insectoid half were cleaved into two by Fan Wu’s sword.
Severing his body into distinct upper and lower parts.
Pain!
An agonizing pain beyond words!
The upper half of the Blood Gu Sect disciple uncontrollably toppled downwards, crashing hard onto the ground. The pain from the fall was nothing compared to the unbearable agony from the bisected body, pain that almost reached the core of his soul.
In what seemed like a mere flash of lightning, two Blood Gu Sect disciples fell under Fan Wu’s Demon-slaying Sword.
This sudden turn of events caught the remaining Blood Gu Sect disciples’ attention.
It also struck the Thousand Household Leader of the Qiantian Divine guarding the palace with a shock that was clear on his face.
And it left everyone else in the palace dumbfounded!
Such massive, fearsome monsters, yet someone had just cut down one with a single stroke and then another?
A heavily armored guard from the Imperial Palace got up from the ground.
If it weren’t for his heavy armor, he would likely have died moments ago.
After looking at the extent of the dents in the armor on his chest and swallowing nervously, he looked up at the scene before him, astounded, "Merely with a wave of his hand, he sent a dozen people flying, and now... this Daoist Fan Wu has cut down those witchcraft monsters with a single sword stroke."
"..."
A Blood Gu Sect disciple looking down at Fan Wu, a grave expression appeared on his face as he said, "It seems we’ve underestimated this man; one or two who have consumed the Gu God are no match for him."
"We’ve miscalculated," another Blood Gu Sect disciple beside him frowned deeply, "Someone valued by that old Emperor is indeed not simple."
"Change of plans, four of us will take down the Crown Prince, the remaining three aim not to kill this man, but to delay him. Only use the final move as a last resort."
