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Chapter 1394: The Death of Fan Pingyuan

Heck waved his hand, and a burly figure stepped out from behind him, standing in front of Fan Pingyuan.

"His name is Du Wei, also a Martial Saint, and he’ll be the one to kill you," Heck said coldly.

"Perhaps it will be him who gets killed," Fan Pingyuan showed no fear. He had exhausted a lot of his Gang Qi while fighting with Tacks, and lacked the ability to engage in another battle with a Martial Saint, yet he remained defiant.

"Human Clan, killing you is no different than killing a chicken," Du Wei sneered, leaping up and throwing a punch at Fan Pingyuan. His fist was wrapped in Gang Qi, carrying formidable power that caused the air to explode.

"Hmph!"

Fan Pingyuan let out a cold snort, his wrist trembled, and the Ice Giant Sword reappeared, slashing at the fist. The sword’s blade was icy, emanating a sharpness that stung the skin.

"Ah!"

Du Wei let out a loud roar and charged with another punch, not dodging. Werewolves valued their physical bodies greatly; their body’s strength, at high realms, could rival Gang Qi. Especially with the enhancement of Gang Qi, the power was even stronger!

Boom!

With a resounding noise, Du Wei’s fist struck the edge of the Ice Giant Sword. A cracking sound was heard as a notch appeared on the sword’s edge, shattering the blade, but a blood mark also appeared on Du Wei’s fist.

"Heh, there’s some power too."

Du Wei sneered, "But this is just an appetizer. The main course is next."

As he spoke, he suddenly moved his hand, throwing another punch. Boom, boom, boom~~~ In an instant, he unleashed a storm of fists, densely covering the air. The punching speed was like a machine gun, releasing dozens to hundreds of punches every second.

’Hahaha, can you withstand this?!’

Du Wei shouted.

Fan Pingyuan kept brandishing the Ice Giant Sword, blocking the punches. The clanging sounds echoed as he continuously retreated, while the giant sword kept getting more notches.

"Damn it!"

He cursed under his breath.

The previous battle with Tacks had consumed too much of his Gang Qi, making it extremely difficult to fend off Du Wei’s ferocious assault.

Boom!

After a brief exchange, the Ice Giant Sword unexpectedly let out a loud crash and shattered. Fragments of the sword, condensed from Gang Qi, burst outward, some hitting buildings, causing them to explode and collapse.

Boom!

As Fan Pingyuan was in shock, Du Wei seized the opportunity, a gleam flashing in his eyes, and he launched a thunderous punch. The punch carried power akin to Thunder, swift and terrifying, striking Fan Pingyuan’s chest.

Puff!

Fan Pingyuan spat out a mouthful of blood. Under the punch, his chest was caved in, and all his ribs were broken.

Under this frightening force, his body was sent flying, crashing into a building. A large hole was punched in it, causing it to collapse.

"You are ultimately hopeless," Du Wei stated coldly, not missing the chance to beat the drowning dog, quickly moving in front of Fan Pingyuan and unleashing another rainstorm of punches.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

Countless punches rained down on Fan Pingyuan. He struggled and rolled like a tattered sack, all the bones in his body breaking, presenting a very miserable sight.

"Ahhhh..."

Finally, Fan Pingyuan let out a harrowing scream, "I’ll fight you to the death!" Boom~ His body suddenly burst into flames of ghostly blue Gang Qi.

Burning Gang Qi is a technique all those with Gang Qi possess, allowing them to instantly elevate to their peak state of power.

However, the aftereffects are severe, so nobody does it unless they face a life-or-death moment. At this point, Fan Pingyuan was clearly desperate, burning all his Gang Qi at once.

Boom!

In the midst of the ghostly blue Gang Qi, the Ice Giant Sword condensed once again. Fan Pingyuan grabbed it and thrust it at Du Wei’s heart.

Du Wei was taken aback.

This sword strike was something even he could barely withstand. If he didn’t dodge, he would likely end up seriously injured.

Helplessly, Du Wei frantically retreated, the Ice Giant Sword thrust out along with a Sword Qi, chasing after him. With a hiss, it left a mark on his skin, and a bead of blood rolled out.

Du Wei was filled with dread.

If he hadn’t dodged decisively back then, his heart might have been pierced.

At this moment, Du Wei looked toward Fan Pingyuan. After thrusting out that final sword strike, Fan Pingyuan, with all his bones broken, was fading from life.

"Rou... Rour... I’m coming to join you. Though I’m dead, I’ve killed several of the Blood Clan, and the one who killed you is also dead..."

Fan Pingyuan showed a faint smile at the corners of his mouth, then became completely still.

"Aren’t you going to flee?"

At this moment, Heck looked at the remaining Grandmasters at the pass, saying coldly. Now that Fan Pingyuan was dead, only these Grandmasters were left, and staying here meant only a road to death.

The Grandmasters looked at each other and finally fled.

Du Wei walked over to Heck, seeing this, he remarked curiously, "War God, why let them go? It’s easy to kill them now."

Vlad III smiled faintly at this point, explaining, "In battles between Martial Artists, it’s the masters who determine victory. As long as we kill their Martial Saints, the vast Medicine King Valley will be ours."

"Oh."

Du Wei nodded.

"Let’s keep advancing."

Afterwards, the Blood Clan and Werewolves advanced further into the depths of Medicine King Valley.

Before long, they saw another checkpoint ahead.

At this checkpoint were the Grandmasters who were under Fan Pingyuan. The leader was none other than the terrifying Martial Saint of the Hushan Sect, Jiang Yizhan!

Jiang Yizhan, who had reached the Peak of Martial Saint, was exceptionally powerful. Despite being defeated, he managed to escape from Vlad III before!

"Vlad III, Heck, I advise you not to advance further, or what awaits you will be Hell."

Jiang Yizhan said coldly.

Vlad III smiled, "You’re so weak, saying such things doesn’t feel strange to you?"

Jiang Yizhan retorted, "The heritage of a martial arts holy land is beyond your imagination!"

Heck replied coldly, "Heritage? Most of your heritage can’t be utilized, isn’t that just as useless as a chicken’s rib?"