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Chapter 192 - 192 142 Three-eyed Mad Lion Style (4000)_2

Chapter 192: 142 Three-eyed Mad Lion Style (4000)_2 Chapter 192: 142 Three-eyed Mad Lion Style (4000)_2 After rigorously dusting off his hands, he suddenly turned to Jian and asked, “Do you have guards from the Fagoli family? Have you brought them with you?”

Jian seemed not to have heard. His whole body was trembling, and his blurred, bloody arms were rapidly regenerating on both sides.

“Hehe…” Casio sneered, “So, the idle chit-chat earlier was to buy you some time, wasn’t it? One, two, three…”

Clang!

The ground shook violently, the place where Casio had originally been standing instantly caved in into a deep pit. In the hazy moonlight, amidst the mottled tree shadows, a swift fleeting silhouette rushed towards Mirror Lake.

Simultaneously, three dark figures rushed over from there as well.

Their flight was light and swift; with their hands emanating a bizarre red energy, they looked as if they were each wearing a pair of red gloves.

The leading vampire had menacing, fierce tusks protruding out.

“Humans! You…” “Crash!”

From midair, a silhouette’s head exploded, sending a fan-shaped burst of blood outwards. The beheaded corpse, like a bird with its wings snapped, dropped from more than a meter high onto the ground.

The body convulsed repeatedly, blood spurting out at a manic pace.

Instantly losing so much blood, strength was rapidly fading. Even though the vital organ, the heart, was not injured, there wasn’t enough time for recovery.

“Damn it!”

“Shit!”

Several meters apart, the rest of the two vampires witnessed this scene, their eyes wide open, hearts pounding as if they were about to stop. Stephen, the strongest among them, had just been knocked out with a single punch! A simple heavy straight punch without any flair…

“Retreat!”×2

The same thought arose in the minds of the two vampires.

Just as they were about to turn around and flee, a pitch-black silhouette had already appeared behind them, their enormous body temperature enveloping the pair.

On the other side, deep within the woods.

Jian was fleeing in panic, desperately sprinting towards the dense forest. His adorable face exhibited lingering expressions of fright and horror, the face whitened with terror, each breath drawn in rapid gasps.

“Thank goodness, thank goodness, I’m smart! The family’s guards near Mirror Lake also sensed something was wrong and came rushing over, otherwise if I had really fallen into that man’s hands, I would undoubtedly be dead!” Jian’s heart was in turmoil, firmly believing that Casio would have killed him after using him up.

That intense kill intent like an icy winter was almost impossible to hide.

Following that man meant certain death.

However, he just barely managed to escape. Next, he was planning to run deeper into the woods; he certainly couldn’t allow that man to catch him….

“Crash!”

A blob of indistinguishable flesh and blood flew into view, crashing hard against a large tree trunk right in front of Jian.

With the impact, blood and flesh splattered in all directions. Tissues and organs sprayed all over the area, while one round object traced an arc in mid-air and fell precisely onto Jian’s chest.

He instinctively caught it and took a look down.

“Le…Leandro?!”

The severed head in Jian’s hands belonged to Leandro, one of the three guards assigned to him; a mature vampire, adept at battling.

“Could it be that my guards have been killed off in the blink of an eye?”

“Impossible, absolutely impossible… They were experienced…”

Jian felt himself stiffen all over as his back pressed against a body as solid as a wall. He was enveloped by a wave of heat radiation, like a powerful human magnetic field, and he felt drawn in and unable to escape.

“I… ” Jian felt faint and could hardly stand, his brain a whiteout, his body shaking violently as if about to collapse. Behind him was a chilling breeze of lethal intent…

“You know, I initially didn’t plan on killing you yet.”

There came a cold and ruthless voice from behind him.

Jian straightened his waist, puffed up his chest. “Uh, I…” He abruptly noticed the shadow cast by the moonlight on the ground. The large shadow slowly reached out a giant hand from behind him and, like a horrifying black python opening its jaws wide, appeared poised to explode his head in the next second!

“No!” The desperate scream echoed from Jian.

The python pounced in an instant amid a fierce screech. A strong gust of wind passed overhead, as a huge fist fiercely smashed into a tree trunk in front of him, penetrating it.

“Crash!”

A thunderous roar came from behind the tree trunk.

“Huff…huff…huff…”

Jian gasped with wide eyes. “I’m still alive. I am still alive, thank goodness! This person wasn’t after me, it was…”

A large hand pressed down on his shoulders, flinging him three or four meters to the left and crashing into a tree trunk.

“A member of Alfama’s Direct Bloodline?”

Casio squinted, his right arm instantly bulging, a rapidly spinning vortex of white air engulfed his palm. Chunks of yellow-white wood chips, like snowflakes, spurted out from a hole, causing the entire tree to shake wildly before abruptly collapsing.

Whiz!

The man behind the tree made his move. The falling tree-trunk instantly flew towards Casio, assaulted by a powerful force.

“Interesting, quite a formidable force. This is the state of transformation after the Direct Bloodline of Alfama uses its Blood Blessing?”

Casio assumed a stable stance, one foot behind the other. He slashed fiercely with a Hand Knife from behind his right shoulder.

Swipe! A dangerous white line cut across the air.

The thick tree trunk was sliced in half.

An enormous fist suddenly shot out from the darkness.

Casio used the Wind Elephant’s Secret Martial Art, his combat style was aggressive. He traded blows first when a fight began.

He took a vigorous step forward, unleashing power from his tense muscles, driving his fist to make a fierce swing.

Thud! Fist met fist, and wood chips scattered in the air.

A thought struck Casio. The strength of the person opposite was quite impressive. Just trading blows in his normal state, he was only slightly disadvantaged. It’s clear that his strength must not be underestimated.

Swoosh!

With a violent jerk of an arm, clothes rippled over the skin. The two arms collided in mid-air with a loud bang, and the material of the clothes blasted outward.

Casio charged forward, his elbows and fists swiftly striking out. The powerful techniques of the Wind Elephant Fist were displayed magnificently. The two of them undulated wildly in attack, their body joints colliding.

“Thud thud thud thud thud…”

The dull sounds echoed throughout the surrounding area, startling birds from the trees, their wings flapping as they fled.

Next to the large tree, Jian stood gaping at the scene.

Nothing but afterimages filled his eyes, his dynamic vision could not keep up with the fighting frequency of the two combatants. Only two or three seconds of combat had passed, yet they seemed to have made hundreds of moves. The surrounding trees shook incessantly, and a few fell from the shockwaves. The ground was littered with small pits from hurried footsteps.

Jian listened to the loud clashing noises, the terrifying collisions. His survival instinct had never been so strong, he leaped to his feet, wanting to take advantage of their fight to escape. Suddenly, a dark shadow shot towards him, piercing through his thin chest.

Its force remained unspent, embedding itself into the tree trunk behind him, penetrating it completely. Jian looked down in disbelief. A small tree trunk had impaled his right chest, causing fresh blood to gush out.

His strength was continuously being drained by the blood.

He was unable to escape.

Several dozen meters apart, two figures retreated after a collision.

Under the moonlight, Casio on the right took the stance of the Wind Elephant Combat Technique. Feet spread apart for balance, he slightly bent forward. His brawny arms held up beside his head, his Iron Fist veins bulging.

On the other side, on an open field, stood a robust blond man, just a bit shorter than Casio, also in a fighting stance. His knees slightly bent, muscles taut. One hand in front, one hand behind, both hands resembling tiger claws, the tendons on the back of his hands quivering.

They stood opposite each other, their gazes colliding.

Two dangerously powerful auras crashed into each other like waves, the surrounding air crystallized like amber.

The cold night wind glided above the trees, pale frost fell through the leaves’ gaps, landing patchily on the two of them.

“You’re quite strong, tell me your name.”

The blond man abruptly broke the silence.

Casio squinted, “Wind Elephant Gate, Casio.”

“And you?” Casio asked in response.

“Duomeng, Three-Eyed Mad Lion Style!”