Dandy Pill God
Chapter 362 What Are You?

Chapter 362: Chapter 362 What Are You?

"You little beast! I’ll flay you alive!"

Pei Qingshan’s eyes turned blood-red instantly upon seeing Zang Yan’s brow penetrated, her life force also disappearing in an instant. His face contorted grotesquely in rage.

He bellowed furiously, his body overflowing with a murderous aura, the red broadsword in his hand stirring up waves of blade energy as he charged swiftly toward Zhu Fei!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A series of loud explosions erupted.

Pei Qingshan’s relentless blade waves collided with Zhu Fei’s Sword Qi net at that moment, immediately creating a violent whirl of airflow overhead.

The whirl spun faster and faster, its air becoming increasingly terrifying...

In just the blink of an eye, another thunderous explosion resounded over everyone’s heads, the ground beneath their feet also violently shaking.

Streaks of Qi Force scattered chaotically, piercing through the marble floor and some distant trees, leaving them riddled with holes and utterly ravaged.

Such terrifying power!

Whether disciples of the Zhenwu Sect or guests attending the banquet, everyone there simultaneously harbored this thought upon witnessing the clash between Pei Qingshan and Zhu Fei.

They believed that the attack from either party, had it landed on any one of them, would have resulted in death, if not severe injury.

"You little beast! Give me back my son and my Zang!"

Just then, Pei Qingshan’s voice, thick with murderous intent, rang out again.

His figure flashed, the red broadsword once again stirring up waves of blade energy, fiercely slashing at a certain spot ahead.

"You old coot! What are you yelling for? Do you think you’re the only one with a loud voice?"

At the same time, Zhu Fei’s figure also appeared.

His Blue Treasure Sword danced in his hand, his foot forcefully stamping on the ground.

With a thunderous "boom," the blade waves that Pei Qingshan had just unleashed were instantly dispersed by Zhu Fei’s Sword Qi and Array, vanishing without a trace in the blink of an eye!

"What? Boy, you’ve actually mastered the art of Arrays!"

Pei Qingshan’s pupils constricted, disbelief apparent as he stared in shock at Zhu Fei.

"Scoff—"

Zhu Fei let out a disdainful snort.

"You old coot, I have many more tricks up my sleeve. Something a piece of trash like you will never understand."

Zhu Fei pointed his sword at Pei Qingshan, his words dripping with scorn, but inside he was also slightly surprised.

Previously, he had heard from Zhai Yun and others that Pei Qingshan’s cultivation reached the Seventh Layer of Gang Force; now it seemed that Pei Qingshan’s cultivation was far beyond that of an ordinary Seventh Layer Martial Artist.

At the very least, he was a peak Seventh Layer Martial Artist.

"Hmph! Kid, being too arrogant as a person will always lead to a downfall."

Pei Qingshan snorted coldly, his angry expression suddenly disappearing and his mood unexpectedly calming down.

He then abruptly turned around, addressing the crowd of guests: "Ladies and gentlemen, I believe you all saw what just happened."

He pointed at Zhu Fei and continued,

"This Zhu Fei, relying on his high cultivation, not only killed my son, Pei Xiaotian, without reason but has now come directly to Zhenwu Mountain to wreak havoc, killing my disciple Zang Yan. This person disobeys any law or authority, and if allowed to continue unchecked, he will be a plague upon the Ancient Martial World."

At this, Pei Qingshan’s tone abruptly paused, his voice turning furious again:

"And furthermore, I’ve heard that he was closely associated with Gu Youlan from the Treasure Pavillion and even went directly to the Heavenly Mountain Snow Peak not long ago. Therefore, I suspect that the fall of the senior members of our sect may also be related to this young man!"

As Pei Qingshan finished speaking, the atmosphere suddenly went silent.

At that moment, many eyes in the crowd turned towards Zhu Fei, their various auras intertwined, and in just the blink of an eye, they had completely blocked all Zhu Fei’s paths of escape.

Especially the Three Great Sects, led by the Changtian Sword Sect, who looked at Zhu Fei with obvious hostility in their eyes.

"Young man, I ask you, is what Master Pei just said true? Did you really go to the Heavenly Mountain Snow Peak recently?"

Bai Xinghun from the Mad Blade Valley suddenly stepped forward, his gaze extremely sharp as he questioned Zhu Fei.

From his current demeanor, it hardly seemed as if he was simply asking a question; it was more like an interrogation.

Zhu Fei’s gaze instantly turned cold.

He understood why Pei Qingshan had acted that way—plainly put, he wanted to take this opportunity to antagonize him.

But what slightly surprised him was just how belligerent these people’s attitudes toward him were; right from the start, they used that tone to interrogate him.

Did they really think he was some soft persimmon, easily malleable and crushable by them?

With that thought, Zhu Fei’s attitude also immediately became unyielding.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he coldly spat out a word, "Scram!"

After saying this, Zhu Fei added another sentence.

"Who do you think you are? With your mere Fourth Layer of Gang Force, you dare to question me? If you dare to use that tone again, do you believe I won’t cleave you with my sword right now?"

"You... outrageous!"

Upon hearing Zhu Fei’s words, Bai Xinghun’s face suddenly turned ashen.

His sheathed sword behind him buzzed with a clang, and a powerful and incomparable killing intent instantly enveloped Zhu Fei’s whole body.

Zhu Fei remained unmoved.

But the next moment, to everyone’s surprise, a flash of blue light suddenly appeared in his hand.

With a "puchi" sound, Bai Xinghun’s left little finger was suddenly cut off at the root, bringing up a trace of bright red blood!

"This is the first warning. If there is a next time, it won’t be just a finger that gets severed—it will be your head!"

Zhu Fei looked at Bai Xinghun, whose face was filled with rage, and coldly threatened.

"You...!"

Bai Xinghun’s face twisted, and his eyes filled with a frenzied, fierce light.

It should be known that in the Mad Blade Valley, although his status might not be of the very highest, it was still immensely prestigious. When had he ever been humiliated in front of so many people?

More so, the reason they were called Mad Blade Valley was indicative of the fact that their actions were always extremely rash—never would they easily bow to others, even in death.

This was precisely why, as the Mad Blade Valley made their way through the Ancient Martial World, few ever truly dared to provoke them.

But now...

At this thought, not only did the killing intent around Bai Xinghun not decrease by an iota, it grew even more frenzied.

With a "clang," the pitch-black greatsword on his back was already in his right hand!

At the same time, Bai Xinghun’s aura surged monumentally, and under the shocked gazes of the onlookers, he soon reached the Sixth Layer of Gang Force.

"Young man, prepare to die!"

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