novelraw Chapter 131: Asura Descends
Chapter 131: Asura Descends
This scene stunned the entire audience, plunging the entire Zhai Family into a deathly silence.
Nobody could have imagined that two of the Zhai Family’s top Martial Form experts would be slapped to death.
"Run!"
A shout came from somewhere, causing chaos within the Zhai Family as everyone scrambled to escape, their expressions as if they’d seen a ghost.
Every time after having this nightmare, Ye Qingtian would feel a suffocating sense of frustration and needed to vent.
The best way to vent was through killing— the most primitive way of killing.
Ye Qingtian slowly lit a cigarette and took a gentle drag.
"Begin!"
Ye Qingtian’s eyes narrowed into needle-like points, murmuring softly...
"Bang bang bang!"
Without warning, Ye Qingtian took three steps forward, his whole being darting forward like the swiftest cheetah, moving with an unstoppable momentum towards the crowd!
Although the distance was several dozen meters, it took him less than three steps to get there under Ye Qingtian’s feet.
"Sss!"
Just as he was about to catch up to a dozen people, Ye Qingtian pushed off with one foot, launching himself into the air and striking with the ferocity of an eagle diving towards the ground!
Perhaps the power of his punch was too great, as it caused the air to hiss as though it might catch fire!
"Poof!"
In that moment, Ye Qingtian’s fist transformed into the Ancient Xuanyuan Sword, a fearsome and peerless weapon, slicing through iron as if it were mud!
Even moving with lightning speed, it maintained the precision of a scalpel!
"Ah!"
The punch forcefully punched through a Zhai Family expert’s back!
Ye Qingtian’s fist burst through the man’s abdomen from the front, covering his hand in blood, an extremely horrifying sight!
"Sss!"
Ye Qingtian gently pulled his fist from the Zhai Family expert’s body... a shocking sight...
The Zhai Family experts were all left stunned on the spot, frozen like wooden chickens, staring ahead!
Their brother’s eyes bulged, nearly popping out!
A series of dark holes appeared on his belly, the internal organs blasted out of his body by Ye Qingtian’s stunning punch, now splattered across the back of the person in front!
They’ve seen thrilling scenes before, but never one like this!
"I actually don’t want to kill anyone."
Ye Qingtian shook his head regretfully, while swinging a sweeping leg strike that crackled onto the shoulder of a nearby Zhai Family expert.
"Ah!"
The man uttered an inhuman scream, and his struck shoulder sank twenty centimeters in height!
The shattered bones pierced through his lung and left heart!
Another life perished on the spot!
"Bang!"
As Ye Qingtian’s raised leg struck the man, it came thundering down, with almost no time lag, lifting his left leg to stamp on the head of another Zhai Family expert to his left.
Instantly, a blood arrow shot out, and a round, bulbous head caved in!
White and red matter gushed out wildly!
In less than a second, two people were blasted to death!
"Boom!"
At the flicker of his cigarette, Ye Qingtian planted his hands to the ground, unleashing a Sweeping Thousand Armies maneuver, and nine Zhai Family experts in front found their ankles instantly shattered by immense force, bodies losing balance, and toppled over!
"Bang bang bang..."
While they were halfway down, flying kicks as powerful as car crashes bombarded their heads, erupting in clouds of blood mist!
The throats of the nine squirmed, unable even to utter a sound of farewell to the world!
One step kills ten, leaving not a soul across a thousand miles!
Ye Qingtian demonstrated the terror of a demon with a bloody example!
"Poof!"
The remaining Zhai Family experts across from him were utterly stunned!
Each felt on the brink of madness!
Was this man an Asura from Hell?
In less than two seconds, with a shockingly inhuman method, he had blasted more than a dozen people to death!
The smell of urine permeated the crowd, clearly indicating someone had wet their pants from fear.
Wetting themselves in fear was nothing!
Fainting or dying from fright was normal...
From afar, Fan Jingyu was silently watching everything unfold, heart clenched tightly, face twisted in horror, deeply disturbed by the scene before his eyes.
Even though he was already a strongman in the Martial Form Realm, he had never witnessed such a killing scene before.
Refraining from vomiting reflected Fan Jingyu’s extraordinarly strong psychological composure.
While terrified and afraid, Fan Jingyu felt extremely fortunate.
Thank goodness he went to the Northwest Martial Arts Conference, otherwise the one being destroyed now would be the Fan Family.
...
In the Zhai Family.
Almost all experts from the Zhai and Zhuo Families were dead.
"I know who you are now, you must be Ye Xiaoyao!"
By this point, Zhai Hongbo and the others had deduced Ye Qingtian’s identity.
"Hmm."
Ye Qingtian approached them like the grim reaper, step by step.
"Mr. Ye, we will agree to all your conditions. Must you really annihilate us completely? Most here bear no grudge or feud with you."
Zhai Hongbo turned pale, nearly losing his mind.
Ye Qingtian revealed a bloodthirsty grin: "Blame your bad luck for provoking me today!"
"No..."
Zhai Hongbo’s pupils contracted, letting out a scream.
Followed quickly by a field of mournful wails.
...
Fan Jingyu observed the entire process, ultimately witnessing the Zhai Family disappear amidst a great fire.
This night was a sleepless one for Jin City, with the Zhai and Zhuo Families successively wiped out.
For a time, panic swept through all the noble families.
"Shush!"
Suddently, Fan Jingyu felt a tingling on his scalp, a chill down his spine, his hair standing on end, cold sweat bursting forth as if watched by a venomous snake.
Fan Jingyu slowly turned around, nearly frightened to death by what he saw.
At some point, Ye Qingtian had appeared behind him.
"Thud!"
Fan Jingyu’s legs went limp, and he knelt down on the ground.
"Spare me! Please, don’t kill me..."
Ye Qingtian coldly snorted: "I won’t kill you. But you must take me to find Master Tang!"
"Okay, I understand. I’ll take you there now."
Fan Jingyu nodded hastily.
About three hours later, Fan Jingyu led Ye Qingtian to a small city on the northwest border.
The city was famous in the Dark World, known as Ever-Bright City.
In the small city, entertainment venues were everywhere, and anyone visiting the Northwest had to spend a day or two in Ever-Bright City.
"Not only that, this small city serves as an important place for martial artists to conduct activities. Many martial artists in the Northwest trade elixirs and other goods here, encountering many martial artists."
Fan Jingyu introduced Ye Qingtian to the general situation of Ever-Bright City.
"Good, after tonight, there will be no more Master Tang in Ever-Bright City!"
Ye Qingtian sneered.
In the largest Dingsheng Club at the top floor of Ever-Bright City, festivities were in full swing, with the smell of blood everywhere.
It turned out to be an underground Black Boxing Arena, a large-scale one.
A giant cage was set on the huge arena platform, with a massive brown bear inside, baring its fangs and claws, trying to break out.
The floor of the platform was stained with blood, along with remnants of broken limbs and flesh, indicating that a fight had taken place.