Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 278 - 175 Wolf Riders_2

Chapter 278: 175 Wolf Riders_2

Two massive hands bore down with terrifying force.

"Ah, ah ah..."

The monkey-faced youth’s head was splitting with pain, his skull felt like it was being crushed crazily, causing him to let out a ghastly, piercing scream.

Boom~

The next second, his head suddenly burst open, like a watermelon that had been squished, with red and white splattering all around.

This scene...

He Shiyou was struck with terror, trembling as he raised his hand and said in a quivering voice, "Hero, spare my life, I give up, I surrender!"

Fang Zhixing squatted down and asked, "What is your mission here, to ambush me?"

"No, we had no idea you were here."

He Shiyou shook his head, explaining in detail, "This is the situation: we received orders that a suspicious character has been frequently spotted around the Yan family wine estate, and Master Tian’s beloved Yan Hongtao lives here. My master sent us to keep watch and protect Yan Hongtao.

We actually just arrived not long ago and happened to see you running with someone in your arms, so we wanted to stop you, that’s all."

Fang Zhixing, upon hearing this, neither confirmed nor denied but simply asked, "Are you aware that the Breaking Precepts Evil Monk is inside the Yan family wine estate?"

"Who?"

He Shiyou looked bewildered, as though he had never heard of the Breaking Precepts Evil Monk before.

Fang Zhixing understood, then suddenly raised his hand, grabbed He Shiyou’s neck, and tore.

Splash!

He Shiyou’s Adam’s apple disappeared in an instant, and a blood hole appeared in his neck, from which blood gushed like a fountain.

"You...you bastard..."

He Shiyou, in disbelief, looked at Fang Zhixing with resentful eyes before falling forward, dying with his eyes open.

Fang Zhixing shook the sticky blood and flesh off his hand and walked towards his horse.

Behind him, the grand sounds of battle were still ongoing without interruption.

The ground shook with it, as if a minor earthquake had occurred.

"Nine Ox Realm, to be this outrageously strong..."

Fang Zhixing’s gaze flickered, without hesitation anymore, he mounted his horse and galloped away.

However, just as he emerged from the grove, his breathing stopped abruptly.

In the middle of the road outside the forest stood a middle-aged man, hands behind his back, an extremely burly figure, standing two meters tall, with a heavy sword on his back and a Red Tassel Spear in his hand.

"Hiss, hiss~"

Fang Zhixing had to stop his horse and take a closer look.

The middle-aged man had bushy eyebrows that slanted into his temples, a jutting chin with tiger whiskers, and an impressive aura.

He glanced at Fang Zhixing and asked, "Masked one, who is fighting whom over there?"

Fang Zhixing remained silent for a moment, then truthfully replied, "The Breaking Precepts Evil Monk is fighting with Humpback Ghost Blade Xin Zhanhong, Mysterious Fire Master Sui Jiefu, and Golden Snake Village Chief Xia Jingxian."

"Oh, is it that lively?"

The middle-aged man clicked his tongue a few times, deep in thought, then after a moment asked, "What are they fighting over?"

Fang Zhixing replied, "Xin Zhanhong and the others want the Breaking Precepts Evil Monk to leave Qinghe County and stop meddling in their affairs, but he refused."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man cracked a smile and chuckled, "Really a bunch of idlers, are they full and have nothing better to do?"

He said no more, and Fang Zhixing didn’t dare to act rashly.

But the next second, a glint of cold light suddenly burst from the shadows beside the road.

Fang Zhixing had been ready and did not hesitate, Drawing Sword from its sheath and chopping forward.

Clang~

Sparks flew!

The Red Tassel Spear was knocked flying away.

Almost at the same instant, a figure leaped high, catching the Red Tassel Spear.

This person was a long-faced youth with a complexion like red dates, sharp eyes, and exceptionally high cheekbones.

To Fang Zhixing’s surprise, the long-faced youth was wearing a bright suit of armor with a helmet on his head and also carried a large sword on his back.

The long-faced youth caught the Red Tassel Spear, tossed it behind him, and frowned as he looked at Fang Zhixing, a hint of astonishment on his face.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man laughed heartily, "Fei Yuanlin, you didn’t expect that, did you? Your sneak attack couldn’t even faze him."

Fei Yuanlin snorted, not convinced, "This masked one, he had already noticed me. Didn’t you see how he sneakily glanced at the spot where I was hiding just now?"

The middle-aged man replied, "You were discovered because your hiding skills aren’t refined enough. But why are you attacking him? Are you bored?"

Fei Yuanlin angrily said, "I’m already here and I’m itching for a fight; I just wanted to pick a fight with someone."

As soon as he finished speaking, he charged forward.

Fang Zhixing braced his legs, somersaulted off his horse, and his muscles swelled, making him rise to a height of two meters four.

"Burst Skill ·Break Bamboo Formation!"

Fang Zhixing quickly swung his sword to chop and cut, each stroke relentless, charging forward as if his life depended on it.

Fei Yuanlin swung his Red Tassel Spear, seemingly on the back foot in terms of momentum, and was pressured into being on the defensive.

The long sword and the spear collided ceaselessly, sparks flying and lighting up the night.

"Idiot, change your weapon quickly."

The middle-aged man suddenly saw the signs and shouted, "That masked one, he got the upper hand when he knocked your Red Tassel Spear away with one strike, and he still has momentum left. Using that momentum, his assault is unstoppable, and you’re left with no choice but to be on the receiving end."

Fei Yuanlin came to a chilling realization, promptly threw away the Red Tassel Spear, and kicked his rear foot upwards.

With a resounding clink!

In an instant, the great sword behind him unsheathed and flew into his right hand, then he swung it diagonally downward with a chop.

Clang!

The long knife and the heavy sword collided fiercely, the two massive forces clashing violently and then rebounding.

Fang Zhixing used the momentum to hastily retreat, creating distance, and after stabilizing his stance, he quickly began to gather strength.

"Dream on!"

Fei Yuanlin, with wide angry eyes, suddenly raised his left arm, whoosh!

A glint of cold light burst forth.

Fang Zhixing had no time to lose and shifted his position.

In the next moment, the tree behind him shook thunderously, struck by a sleeve arrow, and leaves fell in showers.

Fei Yuanlin stamped his foot and lunged forward, the great sword delivering a vertical chop, a fierce cut coming down upon him.

Fang Zhixing’s expression darkened slightly, but instead of dodging again, he stood still, firm and again began to gather strength.

At the same time, the muscles all over his body writhed, and over his skin emerged piece after piece of golden patterns, as if a layer of scale armor had covered him, resembling the scales of a pangolin.

Moreover, those scales were adorned with complex and beautiful patterns, as magnificent as a painting.

At this moment, Fang Zhixing looked as though he had donned a beautiful suit of scale armor.

Clang!

Fei Yuanlin’s heavy sword struck true on Fang Zhixing’s shoulder.

Fang Zhixing’s legs twisted like twisted dough, and his body shrank down a notch.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man suddenly bellowed, "Spare him!"

No sooner had he spoken than Fang Zhixing roared and his body surged upward, his long knife slicing through the air!

Fei Yuanlin’s body shook, feeling a chill spread across his upper body as his breastplate deformed violently.

Boom!

Sparks flew!

Fei Yuanlin was sent flying backward like a dead dog, tumbling across the ground until finally slamming into a tree and coming to a halt.

"Wow~"

Struggling to rise, Fei Yuanlin half-knelt on the ground, unable to suppress a large mouthful of blood.

He looked down at his breastplate to see a ghastly scar from which blood gushed forth merrily.

Fang Zhixing still maintained his sword-swinging posture and said in a deep voice, "Just now, I could have sliced your neck!"

Upon hearing this, Fei Yuanlin’s pupils quivered, his face turned pale, and his heart pounded with trepidation.

If not for the middle-aged man’s timely shout, he would have met his end right there and then.

And at that moment!

The fighting noises from Yan’s winery gradually ceased.

A figure silently emerged from the forest, passing by Fang Zhixing.

Fang Zhixing glanced sideways and recognized the figure as the red-dressed beauty, Xia Jingxian.

Her eyes cold, she passed with an indifferent gaze, giving the middle-aged man a brief glance and said indifferently, "Wolf Rider General Luo RuJie, what are you doing here?"

The moment she spoke!

Fang Zhixing felt a tremble in his heart.

Beneath the Prefectural Governor were three generals, the Giant Soldiers, the Wolf Riders, and the Naval Forces.

The person before him was the Wolf Rider General, a peer of Luo Keji.

Luo RuJie laughed heartily, "I happened to be hunting a demon nearby and came over after hearing the noise here."

Xia Jingxian seemed to reply without much warmth, "If you want to watch, then go watch, can you see clearly from so far away?"

Having said that, she suddenly approached Fang Zhixing’s horse.

Realizing her intent, Fang Zhixing sheathed his knife and ran over quickly, mounting the horse in a swift move.

Following suit, Xia Jingxian also mounted the horse, sitting behind Fang Zhixing.

"Giddy-up~"

At the command, the steed sprinted off, brushing past Luo RuJie and disappearing into the distance.

The two rode on, galloping all the way.

Fang Zhixing felt a warmth from behind and inhaled a faint fragrance.

"Thank you, Village Chief, for saving my life..."

Fang Zhixing lowered his head slightly as a gesture of gratitude.

Without Xia Jingxian’s timely rescue, he might not have been able to leave, let alone possibly lose his life.

However, Xia Jingxian did not respond at all.

Fang Zhixing felt a surge of surprise and turned his head, only to find no one behind him.

Xia Jingxian had disappeared without a trace, at some unknown moment.

"Arriving without a shadow, leaving without a trace, this is the disparity in strength," Fang Zhixing sighed softly.

He raced all the way back to Yixiang House and entered the study.

He sat down on the chair and quickly wrote a line of characters.