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Chapter 680: The View of Hell!

Chapter 680: Chapter 680: The View of Hell!

"I am here to challenge you guys from Bei Country, do you have any objections?" Tang Zhong held the Tang Sword in his hand, his gaze sweeping over the people of Bei Country surrounding him.

Upon hearing this, Vermilion Bird instantly panicked and hurriedly whispered to Tang Zhong, "You... you killed someone!"

Although she very much wanted to kill this whole bunch of people from Bei Country, in the end, there was still a law that existed in this world.

The martial artists of Bei Country were also human; killing Inoue Kazuo was because of a challenge, kill and be done with it, but there were no other circumstances with the other people, they couldn’t be killed at will. If they did, Bei Country would definitely not let Tang Zhong off.

"Kill if I want to kill!" Tang Zhong said indifferently.

"You..." Vermilion Bird, hearing this, was at a loss for words. She didn’t know what to say. "Kill if you want to kill"; did this guy not consider the consequences at all? After all, this was Bei Country, they were the weaker side.

At that moment, in the distance, seeing Inoue Tomo’s head fall to the ground, many people were frightened. They had never expected Tang Zhong to dare kill, but they quickly came to their senses.

"You killed Master Inoue, that’s one thing, but now you won’t even spare his son? Aren’t you people of Xuan Country known for your magnanimity? Why are you not being magnanimous now?" a martial artist coldly said.

"You are disrespecting our Bei Country martial arts; a person like you, everyone has the right to kill!" another person said.

"Kill... kill him!"

Shouts of determination to kill Tang Zhong echoed among the crowd.

Vermilion Bird grew even more anxious; she had never experienced a scene like this before, but she knew that now she had to step forward; otherwise, relying on Tang Zhong, they were definitely doomed.

She immediately whispered to Tang Zhong, "I’ll count one, two, three, and then let’s escape first!"

"No need!" Tang Zhong waved his hand and said indifferently.

"You... why not? Are you waiting here to die?" Vermilion Bird said, "Moreover, it’s clear these people want to fight you; you can’t possibly win against them!"

"Hmm!" Tang Zhong nodded and gripped the Tang Sword, "In my eyes, they are like ants. Just kill them!"

Inoue Kazuo from before, he had not taken seriously at all. If it weren’t for the presence of those ghostly figures, he would have killed much earlier. As for the people in front of him, he regarded them even less.

Ants...

Vermilion Bird was at a loss for words, feeling that Tang Zhong was too arrogant. This was the entire martial arts world of Bei Country; how could they be called ants? It was a civilization. This guy... no, she had to stop him.

But just at this moment, on the side of Bei Country, numerous martial artists had already prepared themselves.

If they didn’t kill Tang Zhong, when would their martial arts of Bei Country truly become powerful? Once, Bei Country had indeed surpassed Xuan Country, and for many years they had wanted to surpass Xuan Country once more. This was an opportunity; how could they let it slip away?

Just then, someone shouted, "Let’s act together, this guy is just one person, he can’t possibly be a match for so many of us. The Inoue Family is a meritorious figure of our Bei Country martial arts; we must avenge them!"

"Yes!"

"Then I’ll go first!" From the crowd, a samurai dressed in black Bei Country apparel with a small braid hanging down his back leaped out and swung his sword toward Tang Zhong.

The people of Bei Country recognized him at a glance: "Dansuiryuu... the second-ranked in our entire Beit Country martial arts!"

Everyone was surprised; it was him. At that moment, it seemed as though they saw hope.

Dansuiryuu had no name, because his sword was more memorable than his name.

As Dansuiryuu executed his sword strike, a slash flew across the sky, like a waterfall descending from the heavens.

Slashing towards Tang Zhong.

"Be careful!" Vermilion Bird cried out.

And at that moment, Tang Zhong moved; with the Tang Sword in hand, he struck down. Just as the sword light neared Tang Zhong, it was cleaved apart by a casual swing from him.

"What?" Dansuiryuu was shocked.

And at that time, right in front of him, in his pupils, he saw another blade coming.

His expression turned dark: "How is this possible?"

But by that time, the blade before him was unrestrainedly closing in, falling from above his head, and he had no chance to resist.

As the blade fell,

The entire figure’s head, his body was directly cleaved open from the top, with no blood spraying out; Dansuiryuu exploded like a gourd split down the middle.

The second-ranked of Bei Country martial arts was dead!

Vermilion Bird was dumbfounded, standing in place, not knowing what to say.

The other people of the Bei Country martial arts stood there, stunned, looking forward.

"Dead?"

"With a single sword strike?"

And then everyone’s gaze fell upon the youth in the distance holding the Tang Sword, with not a single trace of blood on the pitch-black blade.

The youth was grinning.

That smile was like the grimace of death itself.

In an instant, the martial artists all tensed up.

"Kill... kill him!"

"Good... good... act quickly!"

The voices of Bei Country’s people trembled, revealing stark terror, gone was their earlier ferocious demeanour.

"Everyone attack together!"

Many from Bei Country’s martial arts community began their onslaught toward Tang Zhong.

"Kill!"

They unleashed their Blood Power from within their palms, holding nothing back in their explosive release.

All that could be seen in the sky were palm strikes, fists, and sword energies, all bearing down on Tang Zhong.

The sky was filled with dazzling lights.

Vermilion Bird’s pupils were consumed by the attacks in front; she became anxious.

"Go... hurry and go!" Vermilion Bird needed to keep Tang Zhong alive.

After all, Tang Zhong was a martial arts genius of Xuan Country. Given thirty years, he might well dominate Xuan Country. If he were to die here today, it would be an immense catastrophe.

But at this moment, Tang Zhong did not move an inch; instead, he stood smiling calmly, holding the Tang Sword that rested on his shoulder, facing the martial artists of Bei Country without a hint of fear.

Vermilion Bird became frantic, "You... what are you doing? Don’t court death, there are so many of them, and they are all martial artists of Bei Country!"

"I am going to kill!" Tang Zhong declared.

As his words fell, he faced the onslaught of Bei Country’s martial artists.

Vermilion Bird was left speechless.

At that moment, Tang Zhong’s eyes narrowed.

Once, his grandfather died at the hands of Bei Country, and while Inoue Kazuo and the demons were merely masterminds, there were many accomplices, which included these martial artists. His grandfather’s death was also their responsibility.

If that was the case, then so be it, time to kill.

Seeing Tang Zhong confronting them, the people of Bei Country scoffed.

Their Blood Power surged even more intensely.

"Die!"

"Foolish man from Xuan Country!"

All that could be seen were the fist energies and sword energies, all closing in.

They seemed about to land on Tang Zhong, and no one would have been able to withstand such a hit.

All the people of Bei Country seemed to see the light of victory.

But at that moment, Tang Zhong grasped his Tang Sword and made a sweeping horizontal slash.

All one could see was the blade passing through, directly crushing the opposition’s sword energies and fist strikes, without the slightest hint of comparability.

The sound of booming explosions continued until everything dissipated.

"How is this possible?" The people of Bei Country couldn’t help but exclaim in terror upon seeing this scene.

They saw all their attacks vanish.

One by one, they were stunned, unable to believe what had unfolded before them.

Their attacks having vanished, everyone’s gaze once again fell upon the figure of Tang Zhong.

In front appeared Tang Zhong, holding the Tang Sword, surging forth like a fierce tiger.

His eyes narrowed to slits, his figure seemed like an illusion as he directly passed through the midst of Bei Country’s martial artists, his sword continuously slashing. Throughout the field, there were only flashes of the sword and ensuing screams.

Wherever the sword passed, arms and legs were severed, casting the air with a hellish scene!