novelraw Chapter 672: Watch Me Wield the Mountain-Piercing Sky Staff — Watch Your M*ther!
Chapter 672: Watch Me Wield the Mountain-Piercing Sky Staff — Watch Your M*ther!
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Just as Lu Ding was blocking the ghostly light from Pan Fusheng's mother, he had already been occupied with one hand.
Qian Jin twisted his hand seals, as if pushing a millstone, with over a thousand flying knives flying out from behind him, swirling around. Just as he was about to make his move.
Lu Ding kicked out with a crescent moon's cold gleam, scattering his flying knives all over the ground.
"I'll handle this myself!"
No stealing kills!!
Facing the Coiling Dragon Staff descending to crush him, the kick Lu Ding had just launched changed its trajectory mid-air, accelerating.
A kick thrusting towards the sky, a vertical split straight up.
Boom!!!
He directly kicked the Coiling Dragon Staff, which had been striking down with the force of dark clouds blotting out the sky, sending it flying back.Instantly, the momentum wave was swept away, like a howling gale.
The force was so immense.
It shook Pan Fusheng's hands numb and in excruciating pain.
The skin on his tightly gripped hands split open, flesh torn, blood splattered, and even his bones cracked.
Lu Ding slapped his palm, dispersing the ghostly light he was blocking.
"I can't give your father's life back to you, but I can send you to meet him!!!"
He clapped his hands together and rubbed them.
His left palm was Yang, his right palm was Yin;
Yang covering like the sky, Yin supporting like the earth.
One hand formed a palm moving back, the other formed a claw thrusting forward.
The tip of his foot drew a semicircle in front of him. Black smoke accompanied by baleful aura spewed forth with Lu Ding's movements at this moment, churning sand and rolling stones, murderous intent soaring.
Fine, dense dragon scales could be seen growing on his flesh, until sharp dragon claws grew from his fingertips.
Lu Ding took a step and soared into the air.
Like a Sin Dragon emerging from the abyss, attacking forward with its claws, the Sin Dragon probes the forest.
Pan Fusheng, who had retreated to stabilize his stance, saw Lu Ding charging fiercely towards him.
He immediately gripped his staff and swept it horizontally, swirling the staff to gather force, turned his body with the momentum of a returning-horse spear thrust, and stabbed out with the staff.
In an instant, anomalous phenomena arose in layers.
A beast with a single horn like a horse, its mouth filled with sharp, serrated teeth, stood tens of thousands of meters tall between heaven and earth, its head crowned with a sharp, single horn. As Pan Fusheng stabbed out with his staff, it charged directly at Lu Ding, thrusting its horn forward.
"Watch my, Mountain-Topping, Sky-Piercing Staff!!!!!!"
"I'll watch your mother!!!"
Lu Ding formed both hands into claws thrusting forward, tearing horizontally, pulling vertically, gouging the heart, clawing the flesh, dismantling the bones!!!!!!
Pan Fusheng's life-bound anomalous phenomenon was directly torn into scraps and minced meat.
A beast-like agonized roar resounded through the sky.
"Roar!!!!"
The anomalous phenomenon, severely wounded, vanished.
Lu Ding, using his dragon claws to grip and pinch the tip of the Coiling Dragon Staff, while blocking, seized the momentum to use his dragon claws to 'break the flower', forcibly snapping the long staff!!!!
Crack, crack, crack, crack...
The incredibly hard, extremely resilient Coiling Dragon Staff was bent by Lu Ding into a tangled mess.
Pan Fusheng could hardly believe it. His Coiling Dragon Staff was an artifact, and not an ordinary one at that. It was specially custom-ordered by his father at great expense.
Now, it was actually being forcibly bent by Lu Ding's bare hands.
In the midst of his shock and horror.
That twisting force traveled along the staff's body, transmitting all the way to Pan Fusheng's arms.
His clothes exploded, his flesh twisted and broke, continuously moving upward.
Once this force passed his shoulders and reached his head, Pan Fusheng would probably die right here on the spot.
At this critical moment.
Pan Fusheng's mother, Pan Ke, flew over, grabbing her son's body, flipping and spinning him to dissipate the force. Simultaneously, from under her skirt, a leg shot out, a back kick straight forward!!!!
That single-horned, horse-like phantom appeared, synchronizing the attack, a kick capable of toppling a mountain.
Boom!!!!
It directly kicked Lu Ding's elbow.
He retreated two steps, his feet treading on the air, causing ripples to spread.
Looking at the shoe sole pattern imprinted in dust on his elbow.
Lu Ding lightly patted it with his hand: "They all say Pan Xiu is the strongest in the Pan Family. Seeing it today, it turns out Madam Pan is the one hiding her strength the deepest."
Fifth Restriction Middle Stage.
Judging by the power of that kick just now, her physical body's strength was definitely higher than Pan Xiu's.
But thinking about it carefully, it also seemed normal. This whole family were demon monsters and spirits. In the natural world, among many animals, the females are stronger than the males.
So Madam Pan being fiercer seemed understandable.
Pan Ke set her son down, shielding him behind her. The anger on her face made her seem like a fierce beast protecting its young.
"Lu Ding!!! My Pan Family has no feud, no enmity with you. You are in White Ridge, our Pan Family is in the Path of Dry Bones. We have never offended you. Why, why must you wield the butcher's knife so high today!!!?"
She truly couldn't understand.
Her whole family, old and young, had never offended Lu Ding. Why did he have to be so utterly exterminating?
First killing her husband, and now his attacks were aimed directly at taking her son's life.
Just why?
Lu Ding found it amusing. Demons, ghosts, and monsters wreaking havoc in the world, and she asked him why he was exterminating them completely?
Why didn't she ask herself, back when their whole family, bringing their clan members, hid their identities and moved here from elsewhere, relying on killing and plundering to gain a foothold.
After rising to power, acting lawlessly, colluding with the Path of Dry Bones 749 Bureau above, turning a blind eye, bullying and monopolizing the market below, oppressing the area, how many people did they kill?
Why didn't they ask themselves back then, in what way had those people they killed offended them?
Now that the same thing is happening to them, they can't accept it?
If not for this intelligence, Lu Ding wouldn't have said that sentence back then: Those who refuse to cooperate, kill!
Oh right, her son also joined Wuwang.
Lu Ding had nothing more to say.
He shook off the bent and ruined Coiling Dragon Staff in his hand.
Pointing a finger at Pan Ke, he shook it: "You hypocritical bitch, you're a bit of a double-standard piece of shit."
The woman, being cursed, eyes blazing with fury.
Secretly transmitted a voice message to her son: "I'll hold him off in a moment, Fusheng, you run, fast."
Pan Fusheng was somewhat anxious: "Mom! I'm not leaving. If I leave, what about you?"
"You're not leaving!? If you don't leave, both of us will die here. You are a member of Wuwang, you have Wuwang's teleportation array you can use."
"As long as the green hills remain, there'll be no shortage of firewood. If you leave today, remember to avenge me and your father in the future."
Moreover, with her husband dead, Pan Ke didn't want to live either.
The two of them had supported and accompanied each other through so many years.
The depth of their feelings had long surpassed life and death.
If not for Pan Fusheng still being here, Pan Ke would definitely have charged straight at Lu Ding to fight to the death. Even knowing she was no match, she would have used her life as the price to take revenge on Lu Ding for killing her husband.
At this moment, Lu Ding.
Seeing the change in expression on Pan Fusheng's face.
Instantly understood in his heart: they were secretly plotting.
Right in front of him, engaging in these little maneuvers, truly showing him no respect at all.
Without any wind-up, he flashed.
The next second.
Lu Ding appeared in front of the two.
Hands in his pockets, a downward splitting kick!!!
[**Moon Arc Kick**] erupted with silver brilliance, apertures spewing black energy, as if the dim sky had hung a crescent moon sharp as a scimitar, sinking down to cut and slice, its momentum peerless.
Pan Ke, who had been keeping an eye on Lu Ding's movements out of the corner of her eye.
Violently shoved Pan Fusheng away, using the force to dodge to the side herself.
Hearing her shout with a voice torn from her throat: "RUN!!!!!!!!"
Lu Ding's kick split the air and landed on the ground.
The ground rippled outwards as if it were water, waves of fluctuation spreading.
Boom, boom, boom, boom........
The moon sank into the water's surface, stirring up a thousand layers of waves.
But what erupted weren't water droplets, but the hard ground shattered into dust, sand, and chunks.
Under the violent tremors, the earth split open with trenches and fissures, so deep the bottom couldn't be seen at a glance.