YM778.TV Chapter 190 - Massacre on Blood Wolf Mountain
Chapter 190 - Massacre on Blood Wolf Mountain
"Damn straight!" another bandit chimed in. "But while they\'re having a blast inside, we\'re stuck here, guarding the gate. It\'s just not fair. When do we get to join in on the fun?"
“Haha, Mazi. You\'ll be lucky if you don\'t embarrass yourself with that tiny thing between your legs.”
"Pfft, mind your own business; mine is far bigger than yours anyway."
“......”
The eight bandits joked and cursed, passing the time.
Suddenly, someone young appeared in the distance, striding purposefully toward the stronghold.
“Who are you?” The bandits\' eyes narrowed, their expressions turning fierce in an instant.
Swish!
In response, a brilliant sword flashed through the air, leaving behind streaks of red as it went.
These eight bandits guarding the gates couldn’t even let out a cry before they succumbed under Chen Fan’s sword.
Rumble!
Afterward, Chen Fan smashed the stronghold gates open with a punch and walked inside.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Hearing the commotion, over a hundred bandits burst out of the stronghold and surrounded Chen Fan, their weapons drawn.
“To dare barge into our Blood Saber Stronghold, who are you?”
“You\'re brave indeed, kid, to kill our brothers. You\'re asking for death!”
“Kill him!”
“......”
The bandits yelled angrily, charging at Chen Fan one after another.
"Go to hell, all of you!" Chen Fan shouted fiercely, his sword slicing through the air with deadly precision. His sword qi swept across the battlefield, leaving a trail of destruction in its wake.
Swish swish swish!
Pfft pfft pfft!
These bandits’ cultivation levels were only in the Qi Gathering realm, so they were no match for Chen Fan.
Although the bandits outnumbered him, they stood no chance against his ferocious attacks. With each strike, multiple enemies would fall, their limbs severed and blood spraying like raindrops. Mutilated bodies lay scattered across the ground, evidence of Chen Fan\'s devastating power.
“Ahhhh...” Such miserable cries rang out continuously.
In just a few moments, over a hundred bandits succumbed to Chen Fan\'s relentless assault.
The gruesome spectacle left no doubt as to who ruled this battlefield.
Swish swish swish...
The commotion naturally drew even more bandits out of the stronghold.
Undeterred, Chen Fan pressed onward, his face impassive as he continued his deadly march.
This was simply a one-sided massacre.
Even seasoned bandits accustomed to violence trembled at the sight of Chen Fan\'s ruthlessness.
An intense fear was born in their vicious and brutal hearts.
"Quick, alert the stronghold chief and guards!" a terrified bandit shouted as he fled deeper into the stronghold.
Chen Fan ignored him and pressed on, his sword flashing in the sunlight.
With each step, he left a trail of death behind him, ruthlessly cutting down his enemies. In mere moments, ten bandits lay lifeless at his feet.
Before long, Chen Fan had nearly wiped out the three hundred bandits, leaving only a few frantically fleeing.
The teenager before them was a terrifying devil, killing without so much as a blink of his eyes.
The blood of their brethren dyed the stronghold crimson, gathering into a river of blood that flowed into the distance.
Swish, swish, swish...
Suddenly, everyone heard a fluttering noise.
“Who is it? Damn you, you dare kill my Blood Saber Stronghold’s brothers!”
“Damn it! You deserve to die!”
The four newcomers were all Qi Grandmasters and the guardians of Blood Saber Stronghold.
As soon as they appeared, Chen Fan swept out like a gust of wind. A few swishes rang out, and four heads flew into the air, their faces frozen in their vicious expressions.
“You scoundrel! You’re courting death!”
Three more silhouettes appeared, emitting powerful auras. The one at the front was a well-built, middle-aged man with a face full of stubble, looking incredibly mighty.
This person was the chief of Blood Saber Stronghold, Blood Saber himself.
Next to Blood Saber were two middle-aged men with dark expressions. They were the two vice-chiefs of Blood Saber Stronghold.
“Little bastard, I don’t care who you are. Daring to massacre your way into Blood Saber Fortress, only death awaits you," snarled Blood Saber. He was enraged as he approached the grisly sight before him—a river of blood flowing and limbs scattered about. His eyes blazed with fury as a murderous aura radiated from him. With a deafening roar, he charged forward, causing the wind to howl around him.
"As of now, Blood Saber Fortress shall cease to exist!" declared Chen Fan nonchalantly.
A nearby vice leader sneered, "Such audacious words! Brat, being in the Yuanfu stage at such a tender age means you must hail from some esteemed sect.
“But you want to annihilate our Blood Saber Fortress single-handedly? Look into the mirror and see if you truly possess that power. We have killed many sect disciples like you!”
“No need for you to intervene personally, Chief. Let me handle this insolent brat."
This vice chief spoke confidently after noticing Chen Fan’s first-level cultivation level. [1]
Blood Saber nodded and said, “Alright, you go, Third Brother, but don’t kill him straight away. Chop off his limbs and cripple his cultivation. I want to raise him in a jar and use his flesh and blood to feed poisonous insects!”
“Understood.”
The third chief of the Blood Saber Stronghold smiled sinisterly, revealing two rows of clean and white teeth. He shot forward, and a black saber appeared in his hand. He slashed down at Chen Fan’s head like he was cleaving a mountain.
The dark saber light was chilling and shockingly powerful.
The third chief was still smiling sinisterly when his smile suddenly stiffened.
A cold light had flashed past him like the wind. It split him in half from the waist. His intestines and organs splattered on the ground.
“Ah!” The third chief let out a miserable scream before breathing his last.
“What?”
“Third Brother!”
Blood Saber and the second chief’s eyes instantly went wide in disbelief.
Their third brother, a first-level Yuanfu realm expert, was killed in one slash!
Blood Saber furrowed his brow tightly and shouted coldly, “Second Brother, let’s strike together and kill him!”
He wasn’t arrogant and cocky. He had realized that Chen Fan’s strength had to be extraordinary. If they continued underestimating him, they might pay with their lives.
He had expanded Blood Saber Stronghold to such a large scale and gained a firm foothold in Blood Wolf Mountain, so one could say that he wasn’t entirely stupid.
The second chief and Blood Saber rushed forward.
Blood Saber took the lead, wielding a large, crimson saber, and slashed out. A bloody light flashed brightly.
“Blood Cloud Slash!”
Crimson saber qi tore through the air like a blood cloud, its momentum unstoppable.
“Mad Saber Slash!”
The vice chief didn’t go easy, either. The air exploded due to the ferocious aura when he slashed down with his saber.
“Wind Demon Sword Light!”
However, facing the two’s all-out attacks, Chen Fan didn’t try to dodge at all. He slashed with Autumn Slay, and an icy cold sword light swept out, destroying everything.
Blood Saber and the vice chief’s slashes broke like glass upon meeting this sword light.
“Wind Demon Cross Slash!”
Flicking his wrist, Chen Fan switched his attack, slashing out horizontally and vertically in a flash.
Two streaks of sword qi formed a cross and shot out.
Blood Saber and the vice chief’s weapons broke into halves following two snapping noises. The terrifying sword qi landed on them, and blood blossomed from their chests.
“Wind Demon Blood Rain!”
When Chen Fan attacked for the third time, the entire space seemingly transformed into a battlefield full of blood and rain, the wind howling and the water freezing.
After executing three styles of the Nine Swords of Wind Demon consecutively, Chen Fan stopped and stood quietly on the spot.
The second chief was in pieces on the ground—dead.
Blood Saber had been cleaved in half and was also on the ground but alive. He was on the verge of death, and his eyes were filled with horror.
1. Reminder: Chen Fan can conceal his cultivation. ☜