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Chapter 365: So It’s You, Xiao Zheng!

Chapter 365: Chapter 365: So It’s You, Xiao Zheng!

However, it was far from over, Xiao Zheng and Titan’s fists had already slammed into his golden silk soft armor like cannonballs.

"Crack!"

"Impossible!"

Mo Youshi was utterly shocked, clearly feeling his ribs breaking, his face filled with disbelief.

Listening to their voices, they should all be young people, clearly not martial arts veterans. Could they possess such martial prowess?

No, Laozi couldn’t just sit here and wait for death!

"Qi Chong Dou Niu!"

With a fierce roar, Mo Youshi’s rage reached its peak, his face also trembling nonstop, his blood filling up to the brim in an instant.

"This..."

"Could it be Shaolin Yi Jin Jing?"

"Doesn’t look like it! Boss, when have we ever been afraid of competing in strength?"

Seeing Long Qie’s shock and Titan’s indifference, Xiao Zheng also let out a cold laugh.

Indeed, even if your vitality was as strong as a bull, what of it in a three-against-one situation?

You would still die under a flurry of punches!

As the saying goes, two fists are hard to match against four hands, even a fierce tiger can’t withstand a pack of wolves.

This Mo Youshi was the most formidable opponent Xiao Zheng had encountered since entering Huaxia, equipped with a golden silk soft armor for both offense and defense, a true classic.

Humph, if it weren’t for the severe injuries, Laozi wouldn’t fear him? I would have defeated him in a second.

But now, facts speak louder than words.

"Three Flowers Gathering at the Top!"

"Go!"

"Watch closely!"

Xiao Zheng and the others exchanged glances, then shot out like eagles swooping on a rabbit, their six iron fists tearing through the air, howling as they smashed towards Mo Youshi.

Mo Youshi internally cursed, trying to dodge, but his strength was insufficient due to the severe internal injuries he had sustained.

"Shameless youngsters, Laozi will fight you!"

"Ah!"

"Bang!"

The outcome of resisting was extremely tragic, Mo Youshi spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, droplets scattering on his golden silk soft armor, forming clusters of plum blossoms in bloom.

Under the force of the impact, he heavily fell to the ground, breaking a few more ribs.

"Who exactly are you?"

Utter fear shook his entire body as Mo Youshi lifted his head.

His eyes reddened slightly.

Damn, today was really a mistake, regretting having transferred Lin Family siblings away.

If the two were here, with their martial prowess not inferior to his own, they should be able to crush these three despicable fellows.

But the distant sounds of intense fighting were like thunder, making it impossible to distinguish friends from foes.

Everything.

Was already too late!

What could be done?

Forget it! If you don’t experience the pinnacle of martial arts, you wouldn’t know the meaning of ’old ginger is spicier.’

"Hahaha."

Scattered hair and rising once more, Mo Youshi’s eyes flashed with a fierce light.

"Dragon’s Solo Dance!"

In an instant, he bled from all orifices, like a desperate beast, a chilling sight to behold.

His skin also oozed dark red, thick blood, the whole person springing up like a kangaroo, quickly reaching right in front of Xiao Zheng and the others.

Under his iron-grey skin, his bloody teeth glared at Xiao Zheng and the two others.

"Go to hell!"

"Hold on!"

Xiao Zheng roared, confronting this Blood Demon head-on, while Long Qie and Titan also turned serious.

"Bang!"

Four people violently collided at one spot.

At that moment, blood boiled, and despite having survived thousands of battles, the three of them still felt an indescribable discomfort, as if mountains and seas were crushing down upon them—a pressuring sensation.

Such formidable Dragon’s Solo Dance!

This was a unique martial art that ignited human potential to stimulate momentum.

Huaxia, truly a land of vast resources and wonders, Xiao Zheng had indeed broadened his horizons today.

"Pfft..."

Despite this, Mo Youshi still spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face twisted ferociously as if he were about to devour someone, with terrifying curses continuously spat out, "You three shameless juniors, if I don’t die, I shall ensure that your relatives and friends will wish they were dead, enduring all forms of earthly torment,

Men, castrated to serve as eunuchs, women, hehe, their cherry lips sampled by thousands."

The words were spoken through clenched teeth and splitting gaze, filled with venom.

"Fuck your mother!"

Originally, Xiao Zheng was least afraid of threats.

But now, a sense of fear had crept in because the number of his relatives and old friends was indeed too numerous, and protecting them all was truly difficult.

Therefore, when faced with threats, the best course of action was to completely eliminate the hidden dangers.

With that thought, Xiao Zheng roared and threw an unprecedented fierce punch directly at Mo Youshi’s chest.

In a flash, it broke his heart-meridian.

"Ga!"

Mo Youshi’s body shuddered, his face as pale as tin foil, resembling a drowning ghost.

A glimmer of unwillingness flashed through his eyes as he mustered the last of his strength, striking out like lightning.

"Swish!"

Xiao Zheng’s veil was torn off, revealing a handsome face with chiseled features, coldly smiling down at him.

"Old man, didn’t see that coming, did you?"

"It’s you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Youshi spat out more blood, falling to the ground in disbelief and shock, his incredulous gaze forever frozen.

All of this had been a setup!

"Sigh!"

Xiao Zheng sighed, put his veil back on, and searched through Mo Youshi’s clothes, withdrawing a pale, yellowish Golden Bone and tucking it into his chest.

"Long Qie, Titan, withdraw quickly!"

...

"Family Head!"

From a distance, the Lin siblings watched the scene, their eyebrows twitching with anxiety.

"All of you go to hell!"

In an instant, the bodies of Yama Hall elites were as if put through a meat grinder, torn to pieces.

The Lin siblings swiftly landed beside Mo Youshi’s corpse and crouched to check his breath.

"He is already dead!"

"Big brother, with such a situation, what should be done?" Lin Feiyan’s blood-filled eyes showed a trace of sorrow for a dying rabbit.

"Huaxia’s jianghu has utterly descended into chaos!"

Lin Xiaotian’s expression was particularly grave as he picked up Mo Youshi’s body and headed toward the Mo Family Mansion.

"A Mo Youshi, whose martial skills ranked alongside my sibling and me, has just died like this, dead!"

His words carried a deep sense of sadness and helplessness.

Mo Family Mansion.

At this moment, white curtains flapped gently.

Tang Yun lay on Mo Youshi’s corpse, crying inconsolably. First, she lost her son, an elder burying the young, and now, her husband’s death added to her profound grief.

Suddenly, she raised her head, her eyes filled with murderous intent, flames of anger burning.

"Xiaotian, Feiyan, we’ve known each other for a long time. Our Tang Sect and your Lin Family are almost like family. There’s no need for secrecy, tell us exactly what happened before the Family Head died."

"Miss Tang, my siblings have guarded the Mo Family for many years, all for the past kindness of your Tang Sect. Now, we too feel a futile paleness, this jianghu is already in chaos."

Lin Xiaotian’s eyes, dead as a fish’s, fluttered as he sighed and continued, "The Family Head died by the hands of three junior martial artists, all in black, unidentifiable. The Family Head was careless, and so were we siblings."