Holy Fist
Chapter 295 - 152, obliterate everything, leaving you with nothing but fear!_2

Chapter 295: 152, obliterate everything, leaving you with nothing but fear!_2

The pain that Blood Bird inflicted on Wu Binghe seemed to unlock the shackles he had placed on himself, utterly unleashing the beast within.

"Destroy everything, leave you with nothing but fear!"

"Come on, come at me!"

In Wu Binghe’s dark, frenzied eyes, the reflection of Blood Bird flickered as he incessantly shouted, "Kill you, kill you, kill you!!!"

Boom, boom, boom!

His entire body ignited, the black spots in his blood surged wildly, sweeping through his body like venom. In the blink of an eye, Wu Binghe was no longer human! His whole body was covered with a layer of ghastly black bones, his face malevolent with fangs, and his crimson pupils resembled entwined, twisted antlers. His shoulders rose high, covered with hard lumps.

It was as if he was wearing the heavy spaulders of ancient armor, the beast head roaring.

Along his spine, a slightly glowing, ferocious barb interlocked like shark teeth. A series of bony tails dragged on the ground.

Twisted veins grew on the outside of his skin, with poison thorns filling the joints.

Humans fear, and in extreme fear, they weep.

When tears dry up, blood flows; and when the blood dries up, one becomes a ghost!

Wu Binghe is both a devil and an evil ghost!

Behind him lingered a dark mass, into which even light could not penetrate.

"Fear is the ultimate salvation!"

A giant skull mark on Wu Binghe’s chest madly flickered, seemingly responding to some mysterious entity. A gigantic and ferocious aura emanated from him.

Thud! Thud!

Two figures instantly disappeared from their spots and collided heavily against each other.

One man dark and ghastly as an evil ghost, the other essentially an evil ghost.

Unhuman monsters slaughtering each other in fierce, barbaric, and bloody combat.

The two engaged in hundreds of exchanges in just moments.

Clang!!!

Wu Binghe’s claw, covered in black scales, suddenly broke through Blood Bird’s defense, gripping onto his robust shoulder and tearing off a chunk of flesh.

A spray of blood mist burst into the air.

"Hehehe..."

He instantly retreated, and shockingly, he started chewing the flesh he had stuffed into his mouth.

His white teeth gnashed, making a crunching sound, visibly relishing it.

The sensation of fresh blood filling the mouth and moistening the gaps between the teeth!

Wu Binghe had gone mad, or rather, he had been repressed for too long!

He needed one final release, one last bout of madness.

No one knew what Wu Binghe had endured over these past decades after mastering the Skull Mark, what struggles he faced in his fearful nightmares? Staggering, stumbling, covered in bruises. Continuously bleeding, continuously licking his wounds. And when hope finally appeared before his eyes, time no longer allowed it!

How could he possibly be content?

To even glance at the Magic Bird Secret Scripture would have been enough!

"Damn it!!!"

Blood Bird staggered back, his expression grim as he looked at the wound on his shoulder.

Initially, Wu Binghe’s continual defense was merely to probe his own combat style and the potency of his skills. Once he had a clear understanding, he started to counterattack forcefully. At this moment, the pressure Wu Binghe imposed on Blood Bird was by no means inferior to the Fierce Bird Sect Master, Yan Qi. He was almost as formidable as Yan Qi at his peak!

Keep in mind, Yan Qi had been a sect leader for over a decade.

He was indeed a seasoned master.

And Wu Binghe, not only was he a sect leader, but he had also matched Yan Qi in terms of combat power. This was something Blood Bird found hard to believe and did not want to accept.

But, the blood-splattered wound made him believe it whether he wanted to or not!

He found himself at a disadvantage, not necessarily Wu Binghe’s match.

"Take the Magic Bird Secret Scripture and retreat!"

Blood Bird immediately made his decision; originally he thought to eliminate Yan Qi and the Fierce Bird Sect in one go, but as things stood, that was no longer feasible.

Whoosh!

Without hesitation, Blood Bird tapped his toes and his figure flickered like thunder and lightning.

He abruptly dashed toward the Magic Bird Secret Scripture, breaking into a desperate sprint.

Wu Binghe followed instantly; the ground thundered beneath him, like the rumbling of muffled thunder. His speed was incredibly fast, catching up to Blood Bird’s figure.

Thud!

His ferocious claw swung out, carrying a wild blast of air.

Thump!

Blood Bird spun around and punched, colliding fiercely with Wu Binghe’s claw.

Then, leveraging the force of the impact, his body side-stepped swiftly; his right arm swung out fast as if slashing with a broadsword, both ferocious and fierce.

Zing!

The air churned, the two powerful figures shook their shoulders.

Wu Binghe, in an instant, took a step and shot forward violently. His knee, covered in black spikes, fiercely struck towards the midsection of Blood Bird. However, a palm from above pressed down, clashing fiercely, and flames erupted instantly.

Blood Bird, with one hand, fended off Wu Binghe’s fist and charged forward with a step.

His shoulder harshly slammed into Wu Binghe’s chest, pushing him back over ten meters.

However, the bones in Wu Binghe’s body slightly cracked, blood flowed, but he did not show any intention of retreating. Instead, at that moment, his whole body’s aura surged to its limit, his arms suddenly flung open in an embrace, akin to a dark giant python entwining.

The intense vibration of power caused the surrounding air to blur.

Bang!

Blood Bird flew out, like a meteor rolled backward in the sky.

He fiercely dug his feet into the ground, his left arm unbearably twisted, and the muscles on his back where the Evil Ghost pattern was tore open, causing blood to drip and wind its way down.

"Die!"

Wu Binghe roared lowly, transforming into a black afterimage as he rapidly pursued.

He instantly reached in front of Blood Bird, who had just landed, and threw a punch!

Bang!

Blood Bird was like struck by a wild giant elephant. His body wildly flew out, tracing a faint trail of blood mist in the air.

"Die!!"

Wu Binghe swept over again, carrying a frenzied aura. He seemed to disregard his own life, forcibly gathering his qi, seemingly ready to sacrifice his life span to defeat Blood Bird. That murderous will was terrifying.

"You’re insane!"

A trace of panic flashed through Blood Bird’s eyes.

Was Wu Binghe really willing to trade half of his life for Blood Bird’s entire life?

Did the two have such deep grievances before to warrant a life-and-death struggle?

But faced with such an attack, Blood Bird also had no choice but to fight desperately.

He crossed his fists, and his entire being was instantly enveloped by a black Evil Ghost face. The enormous ghost face ferociously roared, directly facing the raging Wu Binghe.

Bang!

The second punch!

The Evil Ghost face was directly shattered on the spot, booming into collapse.

Within the reversing airflow, Blood Bird wildly flew out from the vortex.

His condition was extremely tragic, his arms were broken, and bone fragments were exposed. His muscular chest slightly collapsed, and blood gushed down.

Of course, Wu Binghe’s condition wasn’t good either.

His entire skin, as though bearing immense pressure, cracked, leaving hundreds of cuts from which blackish-red blood flowed. Likewise, his punching arm was unnaturally twisted, clearly having multiple fractures.

If it were a normal person, they probably wouldn’t continue fighting.

Such a mutual destruction state, even if one won, it would be a miserable victory.

The opponent would die, and oneself would be ruined.

But Wu Binghe didn’t care about these things at all.

The more pain he felt, the more fiercely he smiled.

Wu Binghe watched from afar as Blood Bird, barely able to stand, had a trace of unhideable fear across his face. He shook his head.

"Even Evil Ghosts can feel fear, huh?"

"It seems, in all things, there is no difference..."

"As long as it’s alive, there must be fear, fear is everywhere!"

Wu Binghe seemed to be in reflection, yet also stating a fact.

He looked up at the night sky, which wasn’t the familiar lonely starscape but a canvas of pitch-black covered with roots-like red threads.

The expression on Wu Binghe’s face became cold again, utterly ruthless.

His eyes suddenly targeted Blood Bird.

Seeing the fear in his opponent’s eyes, he charged again.

"Die!!!"

Splurch!

The colossal impact effortlessly penetrated the flesh and bones of Blood Bird’s chest and exited through the mouth of the Evil Ghost pattern on his back, forming a column of blood mist that shot out more than ten meters. Blood splattered everywhere.

"You..."

Shock filled Blood Bird’s eyes as purple-red blood incessantly seeped from the corners of his mouth.

"Dead men shouldn’t talk."

Wu Binghe’s arm suddenly shook. Blood Bird’s entire body exploded with a boom, transforming into pieces of flesh scattering in all directions, with blood rain falling from the sky.

Leader of the Horror Bird Organization, Rashamon Level Blood Bird.

Fell on the spot!

Died by the hand of Senior Disciple Wu Binghe from Fierce Bird Sect!