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Chapter 149: Don’t Run, Continue Chasing Me

Boom boom boom!

The sound of explosions instantly shattered the peace and quiet in Linjiang CIty.

Clouds of dust and smoke filled the streets, spiraling up to the sky. It was like the sandstorms that happened in the desert. The acrid stench of smoke lingered in the air made the situation appear more bleak and desolate.

Inside the Jade Pavilion, Owner Wu and the middle-aged manager next to her wore expressions of utmost disbelief and shock. Their shock was tinged with tears of laughter.

This was because Fang Lang’s action was a shock to them. They never imagined that Fang Lang would use flight swords for this purpose!

He used the flight swords as weapons!

He changed the runes on the flight swords, causing two different runes within the flight sword to trigger an explosion as the swords were flying. This produced a terrifying destructive power and Fang Lang was using this destructive power to turn the tables!

This completely exceeded the boundaries of Owner Wu’s imagination. She thought that Fang Lang bought so many flight swords because he planned to resell them at a profit or give them to others. She never imagined that Fang Lang... would do such a thing!

It seems that he did not understand a thing about flight swords at all!

The Meteor Flight Sword cost 5,000 gold coins each. This meant that each explosion equaled to burning 5,000 gold coins!

Even if 5,000 gold coins did not seem like a lot of money to them, it was still a huge shock to see 5,000 gold coins vanish instantly.

All the explosions were money burning away!

What a big spender!

Is there anyone in the world who was a bigger spender than Fang Lang!?

According to the Tang Dynasty currency system, 5,000 gold coins were an amount of money that poor families might never be able to earn in their whole lifetime!

Hence, everyone in the Jade Pavilion was speechless, including Owner Wu.

This was because the explosion of flight swords allowed Fang Lang to start the fight. However, no one expected or could have predicted that he could use the explosion of flight swords to break the deadlock!

The numerous runes that the Main Path Guild disciples had prepared outside the Jade Pavilion were rendered useless, like decorations.

They were unable to activate the runes because Fang Lang sent 20 flight sword explosions in their direction. This allowed Fang Lang to step out on a killing mission in front of the restaurant!

Everyone saw Fang Lang send the head of the Main Path Guild phantasm realm disciple flying with one swing of his sword.

It was such a ruthless move that everyone in the Jade Pavilion went silent.

...

‘System... activate the 3x Speed Card. Activate the 2x Endurance Card and switch into Quintuple Binding Mode!’

Fang Lang held his sword. The sword tip was pointed to the ground, constantly dripping with fresh blood. Fang Lang silently muttered in his head, activating the various enhancements.

‘Ding. The switch is complete. Happy cultivating.’

The System prompt rang out then went quiet.

Fang Lang could clearly feel the changes in his body. His surroundings seemed to quiet down. The only sound that he could hear was the sound of his breath.

The 3x Speed Card and the 2x Endurance Card. These two cards were cards that he had just obtained. They might not be the best cards for that moment in time. In fact, the best card would be the Power Loan Card. With a single Power Loan card, all his problems could be solved.

However, in a bind, it could be a supplementary card.

There were many Main Path Guild disciples on the first floor of the restaurant. They all wore expressions of utmost horror.

“Seize him!”

Most of the Main Path Guild disciples were spell disciples. What spell disciples feared the most was getting into close contact with an opponent. As soon as they were in close contact, the weak physical body of the spell disciple and their less than stellar fighting technique would be enough to ensure their quick death!

Hence, as soon as Fang Lang stepped into the restaurant, all the Main Path Guild disciples’ complexions paled.

However, there were a couple of sword mastery disciples among them. They were forced to steel their nerves and rush out to stop Fang Lang, in order to buy some time for the disciples behind them to construct and craft their runes.

Fang Lang’s eyes gradually became stony. It was not his first rodeo killing people. He was not someone who dare not kill.

However, this time, he had no other choice. The Main Path Guild’s orders were to retrieve the Reincarnating Lotus Sword. It did not matter if Fang Lang was dead or alive.

There was a price to pay when war was waged. There was also a price to pay when killing people.

However, since the Main Path Guild was determined to kill him, naturally... Fang Lang would have to fight back and kill them. Slaughter them until they began to fear him!

Swoosh!

There were a lot of people gathered on the first floor of the restaurant. There were the genius disciples of the Main Path Guild as well as many of the cultivators that they had hired.

After all, a huge proportion of the Main Path Guild disciples were spell disciples. They might dabble in some sword mastery and martial arts but their main specialty was spell mastery. The physical bodies of spell disciples were weak. Hence, they needed to employ some cultivators to protect them.

When Fang Lang killed the Main Path Guild disciples outside the restaurant and stepped inside, the hired cultivators swiftly took out their swords and sabers. The disciples behind the cultivators focused on casting runes!

When faced against such runes, Fang Lang took out a flight sword from within the space ring and activated it with a spirit crystal. The spirit crystal shot out towards the disciples in the distance that were crafting runes.

Boom!

An explosion occurred. The power of the flight sword continued to ripple out continuously, spreading out to every corner of the restaurant.

The spiritual energy barrier in front of the spell disciples instantly shattered. The shock waves rippled out, disrupting their rune crafting. Some of them were knocked out from the impact of the explosion.

Fang Lang took another step, a Spirit Step!

Instantly, multiple phantoms spread out from where Fang Lang stood. Fang Lang felt as light as a feather. The scene around him changed in an instant. Fang Lang drew closer to a cultivator who swung a sword towards him.

He unleashed his ten thousand blade intent. The second-class sword master level cultivator saw a flash before his eyes, then countless sword mirages caused his vision to blur. After that, he realized that his head was flying across the sky. The expression on his face was one of dazed shock.

Fang Lang dashed into the crowd of people. A single white robe rushing into the midst of all the blue robes. He moved like a bullet. With the help of the 3x Speed Card, Fang Lang’s speed was incredibly fast!

The cultivators who stepped forward to stop him were all experienced old folk. However, Fang Lang, who had entered the fourth-class realm and possessed two sword intents was more terrifying in terms of his offensive power!

The Obsidian Sword swung down and even Qi flow was sliced apart by its attack. Fang Lang’s white robes billowed. The Obsidian Sword was like a dragon. It plunged into the chest of a cultivator and cut the person in half!

Blood spurted out and splattered all over the faces of the disciples behind, causing the disciples to go deathly pale!

It was too fast!

Fang Lang’s movements were so fast that there was no way they could keep up!

“Is the rune ready yet!?”

“Use the rune to blow him up!”

“We’re no match for him! Take it! Take it away!”

...

Inside the restaurant, the cultivators who were tasked with stopping Fang Lang were scared out of their wits! As for the Main Path Guild disciples behind the cultivators, their faces were full of fear and terror!

There was no one who did not fear death, especially these Main Path Guild disciples. Their days were numbered. Neither were they willing to die under Fang Lang’s hand.

Of course, Fang Lang would not be merciful. Being merciful to one’s opponents equaled being cruel to oneself.

From the moment Fang Lang killed Lin Yun and Lin Muzhe, he had never shown an enemy mercy.

It did not matter if the person was the third prince or even the first prince, Fang Lang would dare to raise his sword against them. What more against these Main Path Guild disciples.

Fang Lang trained in three disciplines at the same time. Hence, he was quite accomplished in sword mastery, spell mastery and martial arts.

At that moment, his killing intent surged. His firepower was completely unleashed. He showcased all his various techniques and skills.

Fang Lang rushed toward the group of cultivators. Since all the cultivators above the fourth-class realm were fearful of triggering Xuanyuan Taihua’s divine sense within the Reincarnating Lotus Sword, they deliberately sent only cultivators below the fourth-class realm to kill Fang Lang.

Previously, Fang Lang was merely a third-class. If he was surrounded and caught in a trap, he would have died without a doubt.

However, Fang Lang had advanced to the fourth-class. An earth-shaking change had occurred!

Fang Lang turned his head to avoid a machete. The Obsidian Sword in his hand swept to the side and the jet-black sword body was covered in blood. A head flew into the sky, falling crisply to the ground.

Fang Lang’s ten thousand sword intent rippled out. After that, he raised his hand and called out softly. He imitated the sword technique of his master, the Instant Lotus Blade!

An immeasurable amount of blade energy spread out!

A single blade energy lotus flower bloomed in the center. About a dozen cultivators closest to Fang Lang were instantly sliced into pieces. Blood and flesh flew in all directions!

The cultivators were all extremely dangerous characters. At that moment, they saw red!

Buzz...

In the distance, the Main Path Guild disciples finished casting the rune!

After that, various runes of all types flew towards Fang Lang. Fang Lang became like a ghost and avoided the attack of the runes.

The surrounding cultivators charged ahead in a crazed manner. The first floor of the restaurant descended into a messy battle.

Fang Lang took a step out. The Spirit Step and blade energy made a depression in a cultivator’s chest. In the midst of dishes flying around, Fang Lang turned and struck out his hand. With his hand, he caught hold of a cultivator’s neck and twisted swiftly. A clear sound rang out as his spine shattered!

Fang Lang coolly kicked the dead body of that cultivator aside, turning over a couple of people.

The restaurant shook. Tree branches wrapped around Fang Lang like snakes. Fang Lang swept an eye over it then summoned a flight sword from the space ring. He activated it and sent it flying toward those Main Path Guild disciples.

Bang!

An explosion rang out in the restaurant.

The command over the rune instantly collapsed. As for Fang Lang, he took this opportunity to continue killing his foes.

Fang Lang hooked his foot on the corpse-covered ground and a falchion flew up. With a spin of his body like a top, the Obsidian Sword in his hand sliced through several cultivators. His feet were perched on the falchion flying through the air. He stood firmly on the end of the falchion!

The falchion was like an enraged dragon roaring. As it roared, it tore through the air and sliced through the airstream!

A Main Path Guild disciple who just regained consciousness from the flight sword explosion suddenly looked stunned. The spiritual energy barrier, in tatters after the flight sword explosion, was suddenly torn apart.

The falchion that Fang Lang kicked over pierced his heart. The powerful force of the impact sent him flying back. The falchion tore through his body and plunged into the throat of a fourth-class spell disciple that was in the midst of casting a rune!

In the blink of an eye, Fang Lang was surrounded by corpses!

The cultivators that were hired to protect the Main Path Guild disciples lay all over the ground. A pungent stench of blood filled every corner of the restaurant.

The restaurant owner and his staff cowered in a corner looking absolutely terrified. They trembled in terror behind the counter.

“Kill him! Stop him!”

“You’re going to be dead meat when our rune is complete!”

“He’s just one person!”

The cultivators began to roar. Vital energy surged within them as blade energy swirled around some of them while others shouted angrily!

However, Fang Lang remained extremely calm and collected. His figure blurred into multiple illusions as the Obsidian Sword in his hand danced in the air non-stop. The Champion’s Blade seemed to turn into a thunder snake. Each bite of the blade would draw bright red blood!

Many of the defense lines formed by the cultivators quickly turned into a path of blood thanks to Fang Lang!

The pile of bodies stacked up high on the path of blood!

A large number of the cultivators were of the second or third-class realm. How would they be able to stop Fang Lang!?

The Sword Thunder formed from the Champion’s Blade was held by Fang Lang. Fang Lang drew both swords in his hands and began to fight. It looked like a storm was raging around him!

With each swing of his sword, a head was sent flying!

As his feet landed on the ground, the floor of the restaurant instantly exploded. Fang Lang rushed ahead and threw the Champion’s Blade. The Sword Thunder was like a raging dragon as it plunged into a blue-robed disciple and pinned him to the wall.

The killing rune being cast by numerous Main Path Guild disciples working together was finally complete!

Flames shot out as a fire dragon appeared from the rune, looking lifelike. It roared as it raced toward Fang Lang!

Everything around them instantly turned black as charcoal!

A couple of the cultivators were burnt to a crisp, victims of the rune attack.

Fang Lang rushed away with both swords in hand. His movements were too quick. Fang Lang’s movements were so agile thanks to the combination of the 3x Speed Card and the Spirit Steps that ordinary runes would struggle to catch him!

The cultivators that the Main Path Guild had spent huge amounts of gold on were scared witless... Many of the cultivators turned around and ran for their lives.

After all, they would not be able to stop Fang Lang!

Fang Lang had entered the zone of the Main Path Guild disciples. This was an absolute nightmare for the disciples who specialized in spell mastery!

If it were a common sword disciple, the disciples had nothing to fear. However, Fang Lang was not a common sword disciple! He was a sword disciple who possessed a uniquely amazing spell—the Spirit Awl!

Flight Sword explosives and the Spirit Awl spell both possed unique points as they can cause a spell disciple to experience a short period of vertigo.

This temporary dizziness was fatal for spell disciples who had weak physical bodies. Before they could come back to their senses, the Obsidian Sword had already swept past a neck, sending that disciple’s head flying!

This was Fang Lang’s battle strategy based on flight swords!

At the moment, it could be called a roaring success!

Fang Lang’s two blades continued to dance in the air accompanied by a relentless volley of flight swords and Spirit Awls causing explosions.

The defense formed from the cultivators hired by the Main Path Guild was easily cut through.

The group of spell disciples was like a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered. The protection rune was cut through as if it was paper under Fang Lang’s top-grade sword intent bolstered by blade energy.

...

In the restaurant, everyone went white!

Fang Lang was about to kill them!

Unexpectedly, he started killing right away as soon as he stepped out of the Jade Pavilion. He did not choose to escape from the trap, nor did he choose to run away.

Instead, he rushed straight to the restaurant on a killing rampage!

The main thing that confounded the Main Path Guild disciples was the explosions caused by the self-destructive flight swords!

They have never seen such a move!

Besides that, the destructive force of the self-exploding flight swords was more powerful than the killing runes cast by peak third-class spell disciples!

A wave of energy rolled over.

An Fan looked extremely horrified. The second floor of the restaurant was a wreck. Dishes of food were scattered all over the floor. The tables were smashed to pieces. It was a devastating wreckage caused by the explosions!

The most important point was the strong stench of blood that filled the air!

Pitiful cries accompanied by the sound of explosions rang out without ceasing from the first floor of the restaurant!

Behind each anguished cry was the wretched death of a Main Path Guild disciple!

“D*mn it!”

“Fang Lang... He’s gone mad!”

“He’s achieved a sudden breakthrough into the fourth-class realm, not the fifth-class realm. Why is he so bold!”

An Fan gritted his teeth. Fang Lang’s actions filled him with shock as well as intense rage!

“Go! Go and capture Fang Lang!”

“Since Fang Lang delivered himself on a silver platter, let us fulfill his death wish!”

The genius fourth-class disciples all wore grim and determined expressions as the intent to kill filled their eyes!

This was followed by the sound of frantic footsteps.

An Fan and the others headed downstairs. They could see the situation on the first floor from the stairs.

On that narrow staircase, An Fan and the other disciples narrowed their eyes in utter disbelief! They were met by the sight of Fang Lang holding a disciple by the neck as his Obsidian Sword slowly slid out of that disciple’s heart.

At that moment, even An Fan felt as though his heart was being squeezed tightly by a large hand.

He thought about that moment in the Youzhou Demon Portal when Fang Lang made it rain demon hearts!

The eyes of countless Main Path Guild disciples were filled with terror. Subconsciously, their feet started to retreat back up the stairs.

Fang Lang did not have the help of Xuanyuan Taihua’s divine sense. How did he achieve this!?

The pungent smell of blood assaulted the senses as corpses covered the ground. The scene before the Main Path Guild disciples was a river of blood!

It was like the scene of a nightmare!

It was like a heavy mallet crushing heavily down on their chests!

Among the mountain of dead bodies and the sea of blood, Fang Lang seemed to hear movement coming from the second floor and turned towards the stairs.

He saw An Fan and the familiar faces of the other Main Path Guild disciples and watched them retreat back up the stairs.

Fang Lang swung off the blood on his Obsidian Sword and carried it. He cocked his head and smiled warmly.

“Don’t run. Continue chasing me.”