The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 299: The Fall of Sky Eagle Hall_1

Chapter 299: Chapter 299: The Fall of Sky Eagle Hall_1

Yin Wanqi’s face was livid as he stared at the mutilated corpses of three Elders, and after a long while, a sinister smile suddenly curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"Kid, your strength has indeed surprised me, the Hall Master; even three Elders are no match for you!"

"But I am a Third-Grade Grandmaster, and from your recent performance, at best, you’re at the peak of the Second Rank Grandmasters!"

"With so many powerful fighters attacking you, by now your elixir strength must be exhausted, right?"

It turned out that the reason Yin Wanqi had not made a move earlier was to let these strong fighters wear down Ning Fan.

Once Ning Fan was at the end of his rope, Yin Wanqi intended to kill him with his own hands!

"Kid, it isn’t me who should be considering his ways to die, but you!"

Ning Fan let out a cold laugh, "If you want to kill me, then come and try!"

"Arrogant!"

Yin Wanqi roared angrily, and with a fierce leap from the ground, he shot up like an eagle spreading its wings, swooping down on Ning Fan from mid-air!

"Die!"

Yin Wanqi raised his hand and sent out several strands of Inner Strength, each blow swift and fierce, powerful enough to kill a Half-Step Grandmaster.

Bang, bang, bang!

Ning Fan blocked the Inner Strength with his palm, revealing a disappointed expression, "Show some real skill, or you won’t live two more minutes!"

Seeing Ning Fan’s arrogance, Yin Wanqi’s eyes burned with even greater fury, and he clenched his fists tightly, concentrating his robust Inner Strength.

"Kid, you’re courting death!"

The mighty Inner Strength erupted fiercely, and Yin Wanqi charged in front of Ning Fan, his fists pounding forward like torrential boulders!

Curious about the might of a Third-Grade Grandmaster, Ning Fan chose not to counterattack, instead opting for defense, letting Yin Wanqi make his move.

Bang, bang, bang!

Dull thuds rang out continuously; each punch, laced with the strength of Yin Wanqi’s decades of training, was powerful enough to kill a Second Rank Grandmaster.

But, Ning Fan blocked every single punch.

With every punch he blocked, a look of disappointment appeared on Ning Fan’s face.

Yin Wanqi felt an increasing horror inside; as a mighty Third-Grade Grandmaster himself, he could easily kill a Second Rank Grandmaster!

Yet, he was helpless against this kid?!

What level of cultivation did this guy possess?!

Regret started to surface in Yin Wanqi’s mind for the first time.

After barraging Ning Fan with seven or eight punches, Yin Wanqi threw another punch, which Ning Fan caught in his hand.

"Third-Grade Grandmaster, that’s all you are."

Ning Fan shook his head, full of disappointment, as he released his body’s pure Spiritual Power without holding anything back!

"Pu!"

Yin Wanqi spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into a chair.

He tried to get up, but the Spiritual Power had blasted away all his strength, leaving him slumped weakly in the chair.

"Your power..."

Yin Wanqi felt as though every bone in his body had been shattered by that palm; he couldn’t move at all.

"Damn it... How can you be so powerful? Who, who, who are you exactly?"

Yin Wanqi looked toward Ning Fan, who was slowly approaching, and shouted anxiously, "Wait... Let’s just stop here today! I guarantee that the Sky Eagle Hall will never bother with Jiang Province again!"

"As long as you spare me, I will take everyone and leave immediately! We will never appear before you again!"

While avenging his son was important, Yin Wanqi didn’t want to lose his life over it!

Ning Fan’s steps were slow, each one seeming to step on Yin Wanqi’s heart.

Soon, Ning Fan stood beside Yin Wanqi, placing his hand on his head.

"I don’t really trust your promise."

Gulp...

Yin Wanqi swallowed a mouthful of saliva and screamed hoarsely, "I am one of the five Hall Masters of the Divine Tune Sect! If you dare kill me, the Divine Tune Sect will find out!"

"Let me tell you, the Divine Tune Sect has countless times more experts than the Sky Eagle Hall! When that time comes, even if you are stronger, you won’t be able to handle them!"

Upon hearing this, Ning Fan smiled faintly, "Is that so? Then let them come looking for me."

Boom!

Overwhelming Spiritual Power erupted with no reserve, pouring into Yin Wanqi’s head.

Pu!

Yin Wanqi violently spat out a mouthful of blood, his body convulsing, and soon blood flowed from all his orifices, and his eyes rolled back.

He was devoid of life!

Divine Tune Sect’s Tianying Hall Master, Yin Wanqi, had died!

"The, the Hall Master is dead..."

"Do we, do we still fight?"

"Fight, my ass; let’s get the hell out of here!"

The surviving Elders, seeing their Hall Master dead, were already terrified out of their wits and scattered in fright like birds and beasts.

In the blink of an eye, the entire great hall was empty, with only corpses strewn on the ground and the pungent smell of blood filling the air.

The overwhelmingly powerful, mighty Divine Tune Sect’s Tianying Hall, was thus obliterated!

Just as Ning Fan was about to leave, he suddenly noticed one of the corpses among the many, twitch slightly, then suddenly sit up with a start.

"Burp—"

Liu Quanguan gasped forcefully, his face filled with the relief of having escaped death.

Many years ago, he had obtained a close-fitting armor which withstood the blow from Yin Wanqi’s furious palm, enabling him to survive.

"Damn, luckily I was wearing it, otherwise..."

Liu Quanguan forcefully pulled out the now shattered armor from his chest. Before he could finish his thought, a faint voice came from above his head.

"Otherwise what?"

Liu Quanguan’s heart skipped a beat, and he sprang up from the ground, only then noticing that he was surrounded by corpses.

He turned his head and saw Yin Wanqi, the most powerful Hall Master in his eyes, slumped in a chair, bleeding from all orifices, obviously dead!