Chapter 1051: Chapter 1040: Trading Injury for a Kill
The air was solidifying.
The milk tea shop’s glass shards were scattered across the floor, and it was already deserted inside.
The owner hid in the restroom, trembling, clutching his head with his eyes tightly shut, praying for the thugs outside to leave quickly.
At this moment, he didn’t even have the courage to take out his phone to call the police.
In the face of life and death, mortals are so fragile.
As the passersby fled in all directions, Duan Liuyun’s gaze remained fixed on Ning Fan. He suddenly realized that the man before him might not be so easy to kill.
“It’s getting more interesting.”
A cold light flashed in Duan Liuyun’s eyes. He moved his neck, producing a cracking sound as his joints shifted.
“A martial artist attacking ordinary people, which sect are you from?”
Ning Fan’s finger gently pressed against the back of Ouyang Feifei’s neck, allowing True Qi to seep out, causing Ouyang Feifei to faint.
This battleground was not something her strength could cope with.
Although he knew Ouyang Feifei wanted to protect him, Ning Fan couldn’t bear to let her suffer even a little bit of harm.
“Heh heh, so-called distinguished sects, noble orthodox factions, in front of me, Duan Liuyun, they are nothing but a pack of fame-seeking stray dogs!”
Looking at Ning Fan placing the woman from his embrace to the ground, Duan Liuyun’s lips slightly curled. He sneered, “Even at this moment, you still care about your woman. Do you really not take me, Duan Liuyun, seriously?”
After his remarks on martial artist sects slipped out, Ning Fan immediately understood that the man before him was an Evil Sect cultivator.
Throughout history, the biggest difference between evil and orthodox sects has never been in cultivation methods or historical prestige.
Their difference lies in their attitude towards ordinary people.
The orthodox sects may have their vile tactics and intrigues, but they are harmless and gentle towards the secular.
The Evil Sect is different. In their eyes, apart from themselves, everything else is an ant!
“You’ve angered me.”
The light in Ning Fan’s eyes gradually concentrated, his momentum continuously rising. Looking at Duan Liuyun, his gaze was as cold as iron.
“Crack!”
With a crisp sound, the tiles of the Wandong Square centered around Ning Fan turned into powder in the flash of his movement.
The Eight Zen Decree Technique moved with his will, True Qi reverberated out from his body, instantly flowing through his limbs and bones.
A piercing light shot out from Ning Fan’s eyes, accompanied by a long howl, his unmatched imposing aura sweeping towards Duan Liuyun!
This was Ning Fan’s first time using the Eight Zen Decree since arriving in Dragon City, and he was enraged.
“Heh, let me see just how hard it is to take the head worth controlling half of Dragon City’s territory.”
The blood in Duan Liuyun’s body boiled, his cultivation technique instantly activated. With a fierce smile, he drew the long sword from his waist.
The Three-Foot Qingfeng Sword, its blade wrapped in a persistent black aura!
From the start, he used his most powerful battle technique with no reservations.
In the instant Ning Fan charged at him, he suddenly woke up, sensing a formidable threat.
This also made him put away his previous playful attitude instantly.
Even as an Evil Sect cultivator, no one who grows to this realm is someone with a problematic mind.
One sword!
The sound was like wind and thunder!
The treasured sword in Duan Liuyun’s hand, wrapped in black aura, slashed out a howling Sword Qi in the air.
If Ning Fan was even slightly careless and got hit by this Sword Qi, the blood-red deadly poison attached to it would instantly pierce into his internal organs, corroding his flesh and bones.
“Ha, vile demon.”
With a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes, Ning Fan struck out with both palms, dispersing the nearly solid Sword Qi lines into a cloud of smoke, while his body flashed, moving close to Duan Liuyun at a speed hard for the naked eye to detect.
Swift and decisive!
This was Ning Fan’s battle method.
Ouyang Feifei was still lying unconscious in the milk tea shop. Ning Fan didn’t want to take risks. To ensure Ouyang Feifei’s safety, he had to deal with this sudden assassin at the first moment.
Assassination, another assassination.
After Ning Qingfeng visited the Dragon City Branch Company and left injured by Ning Fan, after many days, the assassination struck again.
Thinking of this, Ning Fan’s eyes flashed with a cold gleam.
The Ning Family of Dragon City, an unavoidable name.
“A bit of skill, let’s see how you handle this move!”
Unperturbed by a failed strike, Duan Liuyun’s blood Qi surged, True Qi quickly gathered on the sword edge. With a shout, he swung the long sword, charging at Ning Fan with endless boiling darkness.
The battle had just begun and was already at a fever pitch.
The two exchanged blows without any probing, unleashing their full strength.
The air trembled, radiating from the center of their confrontation. The doors and facades of shops in the entire Wandong Square burst open, the glass shattered, and light tubes exploded!
Countless screams rose and fell, accompanied by cries for help, sounds of movement, and police sirens.
Ning Fan and Duan Liuyun fought back and forth for dozens of rounds, True Yuan constantly clashing.
Although slightly gaining the upper hand, Ning Fan’s brow furrowed more deeply.
“I can’t drag this out any longer. Feifei’s body can’t withstand such high-intensity aftershock.”
Contemplating this, a glint of coldness flashed in Ning Fan’s eyes. As the narrow margin sword thrust towards him again, his heart sank. Instead of dodging, he directly rammed into it!
“Pfft!”
The sword penetrated flesh.
Duan Liuyun was overjoyed, rapidly urging the black Qi on the sword edge, attempting to poison Ning Fan all at once.
“You won’t have that chance.”
Just as Duan Liuyun was about to make a move, Ning Fan’s calm voice rang out.
With icy eyes, Ning Fan seemed to see through Duan Liuyun’s heart. Forming his five fingers into a claw, he directly reached for Duan Liuyun’s celestial point.
If this strike hit, Duan Liuyun would undoubtedly die.
“Heh heh, let’s see how you die!”
Duan Liuyun tapped his toes, rapidly retreated, and swiftly pulled out the long sword, bringing forth a spray of blood.
However, halfway through his retreat, he suddenly saw the cold sneer at Ning Fan’s lips.
“Sorry, you’ve fallen into the trap.”
Enduring the abdominal wound, Ning Fan clenched his outstretched hand in the void. True Qi roared out like a tsunami, directly shattering Duan Liuyun’s crown!
“Boom!”
With a loud bang, Duan Liuyun’s entire head exploded like a watermelon pierced by a bullet.
The fractured skull, brain matter, and blood spurted out all over the ground.
“Hiss.”
Without glancing at Duan Liuyun’s corpse, Ning Fan took a deep breath, quickly sealing his abdominal wound with True Qi, picking up the unconscious Ouyang Feifei from the milk tea shop, his form flickering rapidly away.
Uncertain if this assassin had reinforcements, he didn’t dare linger any longer.
Mobilizing True Qi, the mental method rapidly operated. Holding Ouyang Feifei, Ning Fan zipped back to the Dragon City Branch Company’s office at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.