Holy Fist
Chapter 293 - 151 Demon Book, Evil Technique! Backstab!_2

Chapter 293: 151 Demon Book, Evil Technique! Backstab!_2

The maniacal and crazed voices erupted in everyone’s ears.

At that moment, everyone heard the overlapping voices that sounded like hundreds of people shouting simultaneously. A violent psychic assault swept through instantly.

Fierce Bird Sect Master Yan Qi’s gaze was incomparably solemn.

He would never allow the Magic Bird Secret Scripture to reemerge under his watch!

Whoosh!!!

The next second, directly opposite.

Blood Bird started his action without hesitation, his figure flashing as he rushed towards the Cross Sword at the centermost position. The Evil Ghost Level members of the Horror Bird Organization also followed behind, turning into streaks of black shadows dashing swiftly.

"Stop them!"

Yan Qi’s voice was low, his figure bursting out without any hesitation.

Behind him, the many Elders of the Fierce Bird Sect charged forward, unleashing their full power.

Next to them, An Junhai from the Martial Arts Association and Shi Gui from the Evil Ghost Court both wanted to come to aid. But entangled and obstructing each other, they began to fight again.

In the middle of the square, a battle was about to break out.

Two figures broke away from the main force, speeding towards the Magic Bird Secret Scripture in the middle. At this moment, both sides were no longer holding back. Translucent raptor phantoms and ferocious Blood Ghost phantoms erupted!

Whoo!!!

Yan Qi sped away, suddenly lashing out with a kick.

With a bang, the cold wind pressure swept along with his figure. The tattered black robe on Blood Ghost fluttered wildly, his pale long hair stirred by the blast of energy.

Boom!

Blood Ghost struck out with a palm, the howling phantom of the Evil Ghost roaring ferociously as it passed.

Limb collided with limb, like thunderclaps.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom...

A series of explosion-like sounds went off, as if a bomber was dropping its payloads.

Thud!

The hard floor cracked inch by inch.

The two figures, enshrouded in white mist, charged straight ahead.

Both were engaged in high-speed exchanges, each move and technique filled with the determination and resolution to annihilate their opponent. The high temperatures steaming off their bodies spoke of a desperate, all-out explosive power!

In the blink of an eye, Yan Qi and Blood Ghost were pursuing and attacking each other.

The figures of both, were now only a mere dozen meters from the Magic Bird Secret Scripture.

"The Magic Bird Secret Scripture is mine!"

Blood Bird punched out, his ghastly face covered by a black and red stream of energy.

"As long as I’m here, you’ll never succeed!!!"

Yan Qi countered with a knife-hand strike, his palm edge tearing through the air, immensely powerful.

With a loud clash, both were forced back.

"Sorry, Yan Qi, you’re destined to lose!"

Blood Bird came to a stop, as if taunting, and also as if nonsensically declaring a reality about to unfold. Yan Qi, however, snorted coldly.

"You..."

Boom!!!

Suddenly, behind Yan Qi, a towering figure unexpectedly made his move.

Originally, just radiating the aura of a Martial Artist, the strength at that moment surged wildly, with tremendous growth, an exponential and insane increase, becoming several times stronger than before!

In an instant, he had crossed the threshold and reached the level of a minor Sect Leader!

Swish!

A large calloused hand rapidly expanded, cleaving through the air and, with the speed of lightning, slammed into Yan Qi’s back.

Bang!

Yan Qi stumbled out in disarray, rolling over and crashing to the ground.

A hand propped against the ground, he was in a half-kneeling position.

Drip, drip, drip...

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, splashing on the ground, forming droplets of blood flowers.

Yan Qi looked up incredulously, his expression extremely complicated, as he gazed towards the position behind him. There, a young man stood, his sturdy bearing 1.85 meters tall, like a bastion. With rugged features and deep countenances, under messy locks of hair was a long, narrow cross-shaped scar that carried a sense of steadiness and aggression.

Such contradictory qualities would look out of place on another, but they were oddly harmonious on him.

"Wu Binghe!!!"

Yan Qi stared at his Senior Disciple who had suddenly turned traitor, his pupils shaking violently.

He truly did not expect Wu Binghe to betray the Fierce Bird Sect.

And to backstab him, his master, at a critical moment!

"When did Wu Binghe get involved with the Horror Bird Organization? What made him betray..." Yan Qi’s thoughts instantly turned to the reason; if not mistaken, it must be the Magic Bird Secret Scripture! Wu Binghe betrayed them for the Magic Bird Secret Scripture...

"You!"

His gaze was fixed on Wu Binghe, as if seeing his disciple for the first time. What Wu Binghe had just revealed was a level of cultivation that matched his own. He was not just a Martial Artist, but a Sect Leader Level!

Wu Binghe had always been concealing, always hiding his true power.

For this moment... huh?

"How could it be!?"

"Wu Binghe!!!"

"Senior Brother!"

The many Elders of Fierce Bird Sect and Bai Xiao were also utterly surprised at this moment.

Wu Binghe made his move, and his target was the Sect Leader!

He had betrayed the Fierce Bird Sect and sided with the Horror Bird Organization!

Was it really him who had been the undercover agent, secretly passing on information all this time?

In the midst of the rising angry glares, Wu Binghe’s face remained calm.

It was as if the decision he made today had been brewing for not just a day or two. It wasn’t due to impulsiveness, but rather the result of weighing the pros and cons in his heart and rehearsing countless times, to the point that when the moment of action finally arrived, there wasn’t the slightest ripple in his chest.

Wu Binghe’s gaze silently swept over to the left.

Ignoring everyone, it lingered on Bai Xiao for a moment.

"Hahaha!"

"How does it feel to be backstabbed by your own disciple, Yan Qi!"

A wave of wild laughter swept over.

Blood Bird’s mood at this moment couldn’t be simply described as happy.

He was ecstatic!

Turning Yan Qi’s disciple against him, to backstab at a crucial moment and direct a play of master-student mutual destruction, how could this not make Blood Bird climax on the spot!

He was too thrilled now; finally, no one could stop him from getting what he wanted. Decades of patience and planning were bearing fruit; this was the best scenario!

"Damn it!"

"Traitor!"

The Elders of Fierce Bird Sect, with bloodshot eyes, desperately fought their way forward but were blocked by Evil Ghost Level members of the Horror Bird Organization, unable to win in a short time.

They could only watch, helplessly, as Blood Bird laughed triumphantly.

Yan Qi clenched his fists so tightly that blood flowed from between his fingers; his body wavered as if about to stand up but finally, he knelt down again. He was too severely injured, completely unguarded against an attack from a peer of the same realm...

This was extremely fatal.

That Yan Qi hadn’t fallen on the spot was already fortunate.

"Binghe, don’t touch the Magic Bird Secret Scripture!"

"It’s the source of evil and fear, getting your hands on it will only bring calamity!"

He coughed up blood continually, but still, exhausted all he could to warn earnestly.

"Hahaha, what a joke!"

Blood Bird walked over to Wu Binghe, his expression full of pride. His skeletal frame seemed to be filled with life and vigor from the joy.

"Power is the essence!"

"Not cultivating such powerful Secret Martial Arts is akin to wasting them!!!"

"If you don’t want it, I’ll take it!"

His gaze swept over Wu Binghe beside him, a look of joy mixed with a hint of caution. Although Blood Bird had collaborated with Wu Binghe, he had no idea when Wu Binghe had broken through Martial Artist status to reach the level he and Yan Qi were at.

Initially, Blood Bird thought,

as long as Wu Binghe’s betrayal could cause Yan Qi to be injured, that would be enough.

Then he could get his hands on the Magic Bird Secret Scripture.

But he had not expected Wu Binghe to severely injure Yan Qi!!

"Our collaboration this time was perfect!"

"Once I get the Magic Bird Secret Scripture, I will keep my promise and make you the second cultivator to practice it after me! Ahead of anyone in the Horror Bird Organization! You can rest assured on this point; I will definitely not go back on my word..."

Blood Bird’s face revealed a smile, showing a sense of closeness. However, the next second, the arc on his lips stiffened, and his expression fell.

"The second?"

"No, I want to be the first."

Wu Binghe shook his head, his dark pupils as if swirling with a vortex.

"What do you mean? You want to..."

Blood Bird’s presence had just risen, but before he could finish,

Roar!

An extremely brutal and ferocious aura of fear erupted by his side.

Boom!!!!

A demon claw phantom, covered in dark blue scales, savagely tore through the air! With tremendous power akin to a flooding torrent, it roared out!

In Blood Bird’s astonished pupils, a pale face pressed forward like a ghost. At this moment, Wu Binghe was more of a demon than an Evil Ghost, with twisted black patterns on his skin that emanated an intense decay of fear.

"Don’t misunderstand, I’m not on your side..."

"I’m only on my own side!"

"Anyone who blocks my way, my master was the first, and you are the second!"