I Can Devour Spirits

Chapter 363: Chapter 299: Iron Fan Inner Armor

On the official road, the black smoke and poisonous mist have dispersed, revealing the carriage blown apart inside, the horses and constables killed by poison, and the explosives buried there, which blasted eight large holes all over the road...

Right at the site of the explosion, several zhang eastward along the official road, six figures were currently entangled in a fierce battle.

Blood silk floated and squirmed around Yu Lieting, who wielded a copper hammer with great force, like a wheel rotating in his hand, smashing towards Zhu Qunxiang.

Zhu Qunxiang’s face was ashen, leaping away like a frightened rabbit to evade.

Both he and Yu Lieting were at the True Qi Realm First Level. As soon as the two started fighting, Yu Lieting’s large, sweeping style with the copper hammer already made it difficult for him to catch his breath.

Fortunately, with his agile body technique and sword technique, he gradually steadied himself, narrowly avoiding being overwhelmed by Yu Lieting’s violent assault.

After some probing, both had come to know each other’s martial arts; Yu Lieting was strong but lacked agility, while Zhu Qunxiang was the opposite.

Next, they entered into a state of entangled combat.

After half an incense stick’s time, both were considerably drained. Several times, Zhu Qunxiang attempted to use his agile body technique and sword technique to injure Yu Lieting, but Yu Lieting’s copper hammer moved with such forceful speed that he couldn’t get close.

Just as they were at a stalemate, the blood silk around Yu Lieting suddenly burst forth, completely changing the situation.

With the writhing, floating blood silk for protection, Yu Lieting attacked unchecked, pushing Zhu Qunxiang into a perilous situation.

In a desperate moment, Zhu Qunxiang suddenly noticed that not far away, Lu Qingfeng and Wang Shanshan seemed to be encountering the same situation, with blood shadows flickering before them...

Struggling to defend, Zhu Qunxiang was hard-pressed on both sides, but under Yu Lieting’s relentless bombardment, he began to show signs of defeat.

Yu Lieting surged forth ferociously, wielding the hammer like a wheel, forcing Zhu Qunxiang to retreat continuously; seeing that he couldn’t evade in time, Zhu Qunxiang had no choice but to swing his sword in defiance.

His sword technique was known for its agility, but now, being forced into a direct confrontation by Yu Lieting, he was at a disadvantage, using his weaknesses against the other’s strengths.

Blocking several strikes, Zhu Qunxiang’s tiger’s mouth began to tremble, his weapon almost slipping from his hand, while Yu Lieting struck with increasing ferocity, his power layered and continuous.

With a loud "bang", Zhu Qunxiang’s long sword finally flew from his hand; the flesh of his tiger’s mouth, after several direct hits, was already covered in mashed, bloody flesh.

Yu Lieting smashed Zhu Qunxiang’s weapon away with a hammer, a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth, raising his copper hammer to smash down on Zhu Qunxiang’s chest.

If this hammer hit, Zhu Qunxiang would be either dead or crippled, and having been hammered relentlessly by Yu Lieting, his breath was chaotic and his movements restricted, making it impossible for him to dodge in time.

Zhu Qunxiang’s face was pale as paper, his eyes flashed with fear as he watched the hammer’s shadow falling towards his chest, and just then, a large hand stretched out from behind him and grabbed the copper hammer.

The long-handled copper hammer’s hammerhead was larger than a human brain, and being wielded incessantly by Yu Lieting, its power was layered, capable of opening mountains and breaking stones.

Yet this large hand directly met it, grabbing the copper hammer, causing a halt in mid-air. Then, the hammer was forcefully pressed down and inverted towards Yu Lieting.

Yu Lieting’s heart was startled, only seeing a massive black figure like a mountain of flesh flashing by, his right hand holding the copper hammer’s handle was forced open by an unbelievable force, and then he saw a large hand holding his copper hammer, the shadow flashing towards him.

The sudden change left Yu Lieting with no time to react, but the writhing floating blood silk around him was exceptionally sensitive, instantly gathering and surging, rushing towards the hammer’s shadow like sand in a heap.

As if a flash of lightning, the blood silk disintegrated upon contact, and the hammer shadow held by the large hand directly shattered Yu Lieting’s head.

Yu Lieting hadn’t seen clearly who the newcomer was before his life had ended.

Zhu Qunxiang was left stunned, just feeling a massive black shadow flashing from behind him, and the next moment, Yu Lieting’s head turned to mush, leaving a headless bloody corpse in front of him.

Amo dropped the bloodied copper hammer with a clank, looking at Zhu Qunxiang, and asked: "Have you seen my young mistress?"

Zhu Qunxiang looked at Amo, covered in blood, flesh splattered across her face, quivering involuntarily, replied tremulously: "No... haven’t seen... haven’t seen Qingzhu Miss..."

Amo’s eyes flickered, glancing towards the two blood shadows fighting with Lu Qingfeng and Wang Shanshan not far away, but she didn’t intervene.

Lu Qingfeng, Wang Shanshan, and Zhu Qunxiang were fighting together, and since Zhu Qunxiang didn’t know the mistress’s whereabouts, how could they know?

Amo’s form leaped, disappearing from this side of the official road.

Zhu Qunxiang watched Amo’s retreating figure stained red with blood and flesh, suddenly feeling fortunate; Amo hadn’t spared him trouble along the way, even once saying she would tear him apart, but he had never dared confront Amo. Now it seemed, he was wise.

"Zhu Qunxiang, aren’t you going to help?"

Wang Shanshan suddenly shouted, Zhu Qunxiang turned his head to see Lu Qingfeng and Wang Shanshan still entangled with the two blood shadows; he adjusted his breath, picked up the weapon that had fallen by the roadside, and joined the fray...

Meanwhile, Fan Yuanhai dashed out of Xianggu County, riding wildly all the way, his whip leaving streaks of blood on the horse’s rump.

Fan Yuanhai watched the green shadows of the mountain wilds on both sides of the official road, flashing endlessly behind him, an uncontrollable wild joy rising in his heart.