Chapter 150: Chapter 136 Zhao Hao’s Slander_1
Unencumbered, Lu Yan went all out, each and every move a killing blow.
"Do not think this old man fears you."
The weird old man coldly sneered, advancing gently, his body light as a feather, almost ghostlike.
To be more accurate, he was essentially a ghost.
In the blink of an eye, he appeared behind Lu Yan, thrusting out his palm as if it were a dagger.
However, with a small step and a twist of his body, Lu Yan evaded the attack, appearing to the man’s left and struck a punch.
"Your speed..."
The weird old man was greatly shocked.
Lu Yan’s speed was not in the least bit slower than his.
Having no other choice, he was forced to clash with Lu Yan head-on.
Boom!
The destructive and chill-inducing powers collided within the courtyard, while the invisible energy swept all around, and a cloud of dust filled the area. The ground within several meters appeared as though it had been plowed.
The weird old man was strong, with a Cultivation Level matching a Martial Marquis Level Five, but he couldn’t withstand Lu Yan’s eight strands of Bone Strength attacking at the same time, and was sent flying several meters with a heavy expression on his face.
"Innate Martial Body, I underestimated."
Then he turned around and fled, passing through the wall directly, escaping towards the outside.
"Do you think you can get away after an attempted murder?"
Lu Yan utilized the ’Cloud Walk’, his body light as a feather. With a flick of his toe, he floated over the wall like a feather and chased after the weird old man.
Once outside the house, Lu Yan went full throttle.
Bang!
The eight strands of Bone Strength exploded in his legs, with each step creating a large pit in the ground. Lu Yan hurled towards the weird old man, just like a cannonball.
His speed was even faster than the weird old man’s.
With just a few steps, he was already near his opponent, launching his punch.
The punch made a whistling sound as if it had broken through the air, making the old man’s face extremely gloomy.
While normal people couldn’t harm these weird beings even with a Soldier’s Blade, they could still be injured by a Martial Artist’s Qi-blood and Bone Strength.
Especially the vigorous and violent Bone Strength of someone like Lu Yan which was their natural enemy.
The weird old man had no choice but to turn around and resist.
Crack! Crack!
The two exchanged blows thrice in succession. On the fourth move, Lu Yan managed to catch the old man’s weak point and landed a punch on his chest.
The punch felt like it had hit a soft cotton, giving off no sense of resistance.
However, the Bone Strength hit the old man and exploded within him.
The old man retreated again, his body giving off waves of mist, looking like smoke produced after burning.
Moreover, Lu Yan quickly discovered that the weird old man’s vitality seemed to have weakened a little.
"Weirdo, today you dared to intrude into Lingwang City and you will pay with your life."
Lu Yan shouted angrily, the sound echoing afar.
He did this intentionally to alarm the other Martial Marquises and hunt the weird man together.
What if the other party had helpers?
Not taking advantage of available resources, was not Lu Yan’s style.
After using his energy, the weird old man retreated and turned back to flee.
Lu Yan continued the chase, quickly closing the gap between them.
Suddenly, a figure burst out from the side and wedged between Lu Yan and the weird old man, yelling loudly, "Weirdo, meet your death."
He chopped down at the weird old man with his palm.
However, his figure just happened to block Lu Yan’s way, preventing him from intervening.
There was a loud thud.
The man landed his palm on the old man’s back, making him lean forward and increasing his speed instead.
"It’s you."
Lu Yan’s eyes grew cold.
The man, surprisingly, was Zhao Hao.
"Move aside."
Lu Yan gave a cold hum intending to bypass Zhao Hao to pursue the weird old man.
However, Zhao Hao rushed forward blocking Lu Yan’s way again and shouted, "It’s our duty to destroy demons and monsters. Brother Lu, let’s do it together."
Because of this delay, the weird old man had managed to run over a hundred meters away.
"Get lost!"
Lu Yan’s eyes flashed fiercely as he grabbed Zhao Hao’s shoulder and forcefully flung him aside.
Crack!
Zhao Hao’s shoulder blade shattered as he was tossed aside, heavily crashing into the ground, breaking several of his ribs.
"Lu Ren, what are you doing?"
Zhao Hao roared in anger.
Lu Yan didn’t bother to respond.
Did he think Lu Yan was a fool? Attempting to attack the old man but aiding his escape instead, Zhao Hao was undoubtedly an ally of the old man. After killing the old man, he would capture Zhao Hao and hand him over to the Zhao Clan for further action.
If there hadn’t been people rushing out from the surroundings, Lu Yan would have killed Zhao Hao with a single move.
Lu Yan continued chasing the weird man with full force.
And by then, some other Martial Marquises had already appeared and noticed the weird old man.
"Weirdo, where do you think you’re heading?"
"Kill!"
Two of the Martial Marquises tried to intercept the old man from the front, but they were not strong enough and were blown away by the old man’s palm strike. They trembled on the ground, convulsing.
However, they managed to delay the old man, allowing Lu Yan to close the distance more.
At this time, several figures appeared in front, all of them Martial Marquises.
Among them, one was at Martial Marquis Level Five.
This one held a long spear, he leapt high into the air, and descended from above, casting down a spear.
The bizarre old man, startled, swiftly dodged away.
Thud!
The spear heavily struck the pavement, with bone strength erupting. Dust and debris scattered as a five-meter-long indentation was engraved into the ground.
Whoosh!
His attack missing, the man swept his spear across. The bizarre old man countered with his palm; the two exchanged a flurry of blows, but neither gained an advantage.
At this point, Lu Yan had caught up and hurled a punch. The bizarre old man, utilizing his phantom-like movements, evaded the spear-wielding Martial Marquis’s attack but struggled to dodge Lu Yan’s strike, forced to take it head-on.
Fist met palm, the strange old man was sent flying backward. His arm shook violently as a grey mist engulfed him.
At that moment, several other Martial Marquis surrounded them.
The bizarre old man’s face twisted in despair, knowing his death was imminent.
"Gentlemen, I am Zhao Hao of the Zhao Clan. Don’t be deceived by this man with golden hands. His name is Lu Ren. This strange creature possessed him to infiltrate here."
Unknown to the others, Zhao Hao had arrived nearby and was shouting loudly.
The other Martial Marquis were shocked, instinctively increasing their distance from Lu Yan.
"Nonsense! If I was possessed by him, why would I want to kill him?"
Lu Yan responded, his attacks on the weird old man did not cease. After a few exchanges, he landed another punch. The grey mist drifting from the old man thickened significantly.
"Because I discovered your possession, you want to kill me to silence me. You want to kill not just me, but also this bizarre creature, and bury the truth. However, your secret has finally been exposed."
Zhao Hao shouted. He then spat out a mouthful of fresh blood melodramatically.
"Indeed, Lu Ren, I am the one who possessed you to get in. On that day, fearing death, you begged me for mercy. Yet today, you dare to kill me. One day, you will die at the hands of my clan."
The bizarre old man also started to yell.
He detested Lu Yan to the core.
Were it not for Lu Yan, he would not have been trapped in a desperate situation.
Even if he was to die today, he would take Lu Yan down with him.
Hearing this, the gaze of the surrounding Martial Marquis towards Lu Yan began to change.
They harbored suspicion, fear, and even hostility.
"Idiots."
Lu Yan cursed them under his breath. Fearful of their irrational actions towards him, he said, "Everyone, could I, with my power, easily be possessed? This creature initially possessed Zhao Hao. They planned to assassinate me but underestimated my strength. As a result, I injured him. Now in a dire situation, they want to frame me and create discord among us."
"Anyway, we must exterminate this creature first."
"Exactly. Regardless of who the creature possessed, it must be killed. Exterminate the creature first. As for these two, the Grandmasters will decide."
The eyes of the Martial Marquis Level Five expert hardened. He brandished his spear and once again, charged at the bizarre old man.
With this person joining forces, the bizarre old man was put at a disadvantage. He was punched in half by Lu Yan.
Even as such, the strange old man was not dead. His body, however, became incredibly weak, and the dense smoke, like burning wood, rolled turbulently about him.
"No...no..."
Somewhere nearby, Zhao Hao trembled with terror on his face.
He had been speaking up for the strange old man because the latter had left a trace of depraved Qi-blood in his mind, manipulated at will.
As long as the strange old man could control the depraved Qi-blood, he could shatter his mind.
His life and death were in the whims of the peculiar old man.
He feared that if the strange creature could no longer survive, it could trigger the depraved Qi-blood, dragging him down into death as well.
But there was nothing he could do. He was too weak to get involved and all he could do was watch in despair.
"Speak up, who did you possess in the first place?"
Lu Yan grabbed the bizarre old man’s neck.
"You! It’s you! Even if you want to silence me through death, the person who was possessed is you, hehe..."
The strange old man sneered chillingly.
Thump!
Splat!
The Martial Marquis Level Five expert thrust his spear, obliterating the bizarre old man’s head.
Lu Yan exerted his strength and tore the strange old man’s body in half.
This time, the strange old man could recover no longer. His body, burning and emitting smoke, vanished into thin air in the blink of an eye.
"I am safe."
Zhao Hao rejoiced.
He initially feared that the strange old man would drag him down to death before dying.
Unexpectedly, the strange old man did nothing.
It was a bid to frame Lu Yan.
Zhao Hao realized the strange old man’s intentions. Killing Zhao Hao, at most, would only result in the death of a Martial Marquis Level Two human.
But framing Lu Yan could sow discord within humans, which was undoubtedly more beneficial to them, the demon clan.
"What are you rejoicing about?"
Lu Yan’s gaze rested on Zhao Hao, and within a few steps, he appeared before Zhao Hao.
"What are you trying to do? Silence me by killing me? Everyone has heard it. Can you kill them all?"
Zhao Hao bellowed at the top of his lungs.
"I am curious."
Lu Yan stared at Zhao Hao and asked, "Why did you help that creature? It clearly has already left your body. If we kill it, you would be free. Yet, you have been helping it, trying not to let it die."
"When the creature was about to be killed, you were extremely terrified. But after it was killed, you were thrilled. Such emotions baffle me."
Zhao Hao’s face remained calm as he responded, "Even now, you still want to smear me. It’s a case of a thief yelling ’Catch the thief!’"
"I’m wondering if that creature, after leaving your body, did something that made you so scared."
Lu Yan did not respond to Zhao Hao but continued pondering aloud.
Within the depth of Zhao Hao’s eyes slipped a fleeting hint of panic, which he quickly concealed. But Lu Yan still caught it.
"My elders once said that those who are possessed by such creatures would have residual depraved Qi-blood left in their bodies. Unless this Qi-blood is eliminated, life and death are still in the hands of the creature," said the Martial Marquis Level Five expert, stepping forward to add.
He stood about five meters away, holding a spear in an attacking pose. Clearly, he wasn’t trusting either Lu Yan or Zhao Hao.
Now, more and more martial artists gathered around the area.
Some were Limit Breaking Warriors and some were Martial Marquis.
