Zhao Qing Ying leaped up, dodging the slicing wave, and he thrust his fingers at Lee Hin.
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A Twirling Wind Strike shot at Lee Hin.
With the head in his hand, Lee Hin lifted it up and let it face the Twirling Wind Strike head-on.
The eyes on the artifact opened again.
And the Twirling Wind Strike disappeared just like what had happened earlier.
Zhao Qing Ying stepped into the air, changing direction, and lunged at Lee Hin.
Lee Hin tried to point the head at Zhao Qing Ying to unleash the absorbed Twirling Wind Strike at him, but he wasnāt fast enough.
Thud.
Zhao Qing Ying was too fast for Lee Hin as his palm struck Lee Hinās chest.
Cracking sounds could be heard as the rib cage of Lee Hin fractured.
Splatter.
Lee Hin spat out blood, and it splattered onto the copper coin veil.
"You are worthy of being my new body," Lee Hin said as he held onto Zhao Qing Yingās arm with one hand.
He lifted his other hand and placed the head artifact in front of Zhao Qing Yingās face.
Zhao Qing Ying knew something bad was about to happen.
The artifact might be able to swallow oneās soul.
But he didnāt bother as he readied his hand and thrust a Twirling Wind Strike at Lee Hinās chest.
The eyes of the head opened.
And to Lee Hinās surprise, Zhao Qing Ying only became translucent instead of becoming soulless.
"You are a manifestation!" Lee Hin said his last words as Zhao Qing Yingās Twirling Wind Strike tore through his chest, leaving a huge gaping hole in it.
Lee Hin dropped to the ground, and Zhao Qing Ying turned his attention to Xiao Di.
Xiao Di was ready for him with his sword in his hand.
With a slicing wave sent toward Xiao Di, Zhao Qing Ying tried to gauge how strong Xiao Di was.
Dang!
Xiao Di, using his sword, parried the slicing wave, and he lunged at Zhao Qing Ying with it.
The sword came at Zhao Qing Yingās neck, and he raised his hand and blocked it with his wine gourd.
Dang.
The impact parried away Xiao Diās sword, leaving his body exposed to Zhao Qing Ying.
Zhao Qing Ying thrust his fingers at Xiao Diās abdomen using the Twirling Wind Strike.
The scriptures on Xiao Diās armor glowed, and a white glow engulfed him.
Thud.
A muted thud was heard as the twirling wind couldnāt break through the protection of the armor.
Zhao Qing Ying, using the wine gourd, smashed down onto Xiao Diās head.
Xiao Di quickly raised the sword in his hand to block it.
Dang.
His sword rang as the wine gourd hit it.
But to Xiao Diās surprise, the wine gourd wasnāt closed, and wine poured down onto his eyes,
Making him temporarily visually impaired.
Zhao Qing Ying aimed for Xiao Diās throat this time.
He thrust his fingers at his throat, which wasnāt protected by any armor.
Splatter.
Blood and tissue splattered onto the ground as the twirling wind tore Xiao Diās throat apart.
The soldiers, when they saw their commander taken down, got disorganized, and slowly they were beaten back by the disciples.
"Yes, we did it!"
"The military outpost is secured!"
"That will show Tan Xiao Yao who is boss."
The disciples cheered as they saw the troops retreating and running away from them.
Zhao Qing Ying glanced over at Qing Yang Zi.
Qing Yang Zi nodded, as what was left for them was all up to Lin Fan and the team in Bei Dian Castle.
Both turned into puffs of smoke and shot into the sky.
Their true selves needed all the powers they could have.
...
Bei Dian Castle.
Lin Fan had scaled the walls as the guards were distracted by the fireworks and got into the west side of the castle.
He smashed through an observation opening for archers and got into the room.
It was empty, so he quickly changed into the armor of Bushy Beard.
Although it was slightly oversized for him, it would have to do.
His target was in his room two hundred meters away down the corridor.
Using his Sound Memory ability, he listened to the activities outside.
Troops were patrolling, gossiping about whose wife had been seeing other men.
"Stop it. Stay alert while I go and relieve myself."
"Yes, commander."
The commander of the patrol stopped the gossip, and the soldiers obliged.
After the commander went away, Lin Fan peeped outside.
They stood and waited for the commander.
Lin Fan then used his Sound Memory ability and injected the commanderās voice into their minds.
"All of you come and help me!"
The soldiers looked at each other, and they asked each other. Continue reading on freewebnovel
"You hear that?"
"Yes, the commander needs help?"
"I donāt know, but Iām the most senior, so it wouldnāt be me."
They started to chat with each other.
Lin Fan had to increase the urgency and injected the voice into their minds again.
"Argh! Come and help me, now!"
The urgent cry for help did the trick, and the patrolling soldiers ran away to help their commander.
Lin Fan quickly got out of the dark room and walked into the corridor.
He slowly approached his targetās room.
In the distance, the patrolling soldiers were still arguing about how they heard their commanderās cry for help.
Finally, he was in front of the room, and he pushed the door open.
Inside the room, a man in his armor was writing something on his desk.
When he heard the door open, he turned around and looked.
"Why didnāt you ask for permission?"
The man, standing at 1.8 meters, was around Lin Fanās height.
He looked deceptively like a scholar with a brush pen in his hand and normal-looking physique.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "Iām sent by my commander from the military guard post in the mountain; he has an urgent message for you."
"What message?"
"He wants you to meet him in... hell."
Lin Fan said and lunged at the scholar with his Primordial Qi Claws.