The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 372: Killing Chen Tianlang_1

Chapter 372: Chapter 372: Killing Chen Tianlang_1

"Damn it... How, how is this possible?"

Chen Tianlang’s face was filled with shock and terror as he looked down at the blood hole in his chest, and then raised his head to look at Ning Fan in front of him.

Ning Fan was completely unharmed, standing quietly in place, his gaze upon Chen Tianlang as if looking at a dead man.

"You, your power... how can it be... so strong?" Chen Tianlang spat out fresh blood continuously, his eyes filled with confusion.

He had merged the strength of Liu Lang, equivalent to the combined force of seven men in one strike, and yet Ning Fan had easily broken through and retaliated?

"In this vast world, what is truly impossible?" Ning Fan said indifferently, "It’s only that you sit at the bottom of a well and watch the sky, ignorant of the vastness of the heavens!"

The quality of Spiritual Power far surpassed Chen Tianlang’s Inner Strength. Even if he combined the power of seven, how could he be a match for Ning Fan?

"No, no... I absolutely refuse to die here!"

Chen Tianlang, struggling to support his severely injured body, tried to flee.

But even at full strength, his speed couldn’t surpass Ning Fan’s, let alone now that he was gravely wounded?

With a single step, Ning Fan blocked his path.

"Trying to escape? Can you really get away?"

Ning Fan’s gaze was icy, his tone undisguised with hatred.

Xu Yourong’s internal organs and meridians had all been sliced by the Inner Strength of Chen Tianlang’s Heavenly Wolf Seven Kills Fist, completely necrotic, with her bodily foundation utterly severed.

If not for his timely return, transferring his life force with the Filial Aura, Xu Yourong would already be dead!

His disciple Shuang’er was still nailed to the cross, suffering excruciating torture!

Even Mu Wanqing had been severely injured and nearly lost her life!

Such a grievance was intolerable, how could he not seek revenge?!

"Ning Fan, if, if you let me go... *cough cough* I can mediate... your grudge with the Divine Tune Sect... You don’t know how powerful the Divine Tune Sect really is, you alone cannot face them..."

Chen Tianlang coughed twice, spewing out more fresh blood, and weakly knelt on one knee.

His chest had been pierced through, but his heart was not damaged. If he received immediate treatment, he could still survive.

But if it dragged on and he lost too much blood, his death would be certain!

"I don’t need your mediation for my grudge with the Divine Tune Sect. The Divine Tune Sect has committed many evils; eventually, I will flatten them!" Ning Fan said coldly.

Seeing that Ning Fan was about to take action, Chen Tianlang’s face showed panic and he said anxiously, "Wait! I, I am still of use. Whatever you ask of me, I, I shall comply! Don’t kill me! Don’t kill me!"

Ning Fan paused and said coldly, "Tell me the location of the Divine Tune Sect’s headquarters, and I might spare your life."

"This... this..."

Chen Tianlang was suddenly at a loss for words. If he revealed the location of the Divine Tune Sect’s headquarters, the sect would likewise seek to kill him upon his return.

Fearing the terror of the Divine Tune Sect’s power, Chen Tianlang’s heart filled with increasing dread.

"If you cannot speak, then you may die!" Seeing his hesitation, Ning Fan reached out with his right palm, aiming to grab Chen Tianlang’s head.

Feeling the imminent approach of death, Chen Tianlang’s eyes bulged in fury as he bellowed, "Son of a bitch! Let’s die together then!"

As he said so, he suddenly raised his hands, and the bone spurs interlaced between his fingers instantly exploded into dozens of pieces, transforming into numerous tiny bone spurs that shot out with splattering blood.

The targets of the attack were none other than Shuang’er and Mu Wanqing, who were severely injured and unable to move!

The dozens of bone spurs, infused with Inner Strength, whistled through the air, and there was no way Shuang’er and Mu Wanqing could withstand them at that moment.

"Damn it!"

Ning Fan, unable to watch Shuang’er and Mu Wanqing be attacked, moved swiftly. His form turned into a blur as he chased after the bone spurs.

"Hahahaha! You want to kill me, so let your woman die with me!"

Chen Tianlang cackled viciously, his gaze venomous as he stared at the back of Ning Fan, his face brimming with cruelty.

Whoosh!

Ning Fan dashed in front of Shuang’er and Mu Wanqing with astonishing speed, outpacing the dozens of bone spurs by a step.

Thud, thud, thud...

The next instant, dozens of bone spurs pierced into Ning Fan’s back, and even with the fifth layer of his Thunderbolt Body Tempering Art’s physical toughness, they penetrated inches deep, making him resemble a hedgehog.

Had Shuang’er and Mu Wanqing been hit, they likely would have been pierced with dozens of bloody holes!

Then, Ning Fan’s Spiritual Power surged, shaking the bone spurs off his back.

"Ning Fan, be careful!"

Mu Wanqing had just breathed a sigh of relief when she saw what was happening behind him, her face changing drastically as she screamed.

"Hahahaha! Damn kid, go to hell!"

Chen Tianlang’s ferocious laughter suddenly rang out from behind.

He had taken advantage of the moment Ning Fan was saving the two women to catch up to Ning Fan from behind, forcefully exhausting all his strength in a punch aimed directly at the back of Ning Fan’s head.

"The mercy of a woman, it’s ultimately going to get you killed! Fool!"

Chen Tianlang roared with laughter, as if he could already see Ning Fan’s head being blown apart by his punch.

"Master!"

Shuang’er’s eyes were about to split with rage as she desperately tried to jump up and push Ning Fan away.

"Ignorant of death!"

A hint of cold light flashed in Ning Fan’s eyes as he faced away from Chen Tianlang, stretching out his right palm and swinging it towards his rear without even looking back.

In an instant, Spiritual Power flowed throughout his body, converging in his right palm along his meridians, and before Chen Tianlang’s fist could strike him, he lightly imprinted a palm on Chen Tianlang’s body.

The next second, Chen Tianlang’s malicious smile suddenly froze, his fist stopping midair.

The robust Spiritual Power swept over like a gentle breeze, instantly traversing his skin, muscles, bones, and even his internal organs and meridians...

Then, it exploded with a vengeance!

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!

Chen Tianlang’s body seemed to have countless bombs inside it, his internal organs and meridians all detonating simultaneously!

Having used the Heavenly Wolf Seven Kills Fist to grind away Xu Yourong’s vitality, Ning Fan now intended to make Chen Tianlang experience a hundredfold the pain!

Divine Tune Sect, Mad Wolf Hall Master, Chen Tianlang, met his end in excruciating pain, dying a death as absolute as one could imagine, dissipating into a cloud of blood that scattered into the air, not even leaving a single intact piece of corpse behind.

"So... strong!"

Mu Wanqing’s pupils shrank, astounded by the power that Ning Fan displayed.

"Master is indeed the strongest!"

Shuang’er relaxed and said with joy in her heart.

On the outskirts of the villa, witnessing Chen Tianlang’s body bursting apart and dying, Fei Zhongzhi and the others also showed faces full of apprehension.

Fei Zhongzhi’s expression changed unpredictably, not having expected Ning Fan to possess such strength.

"Alliance Hierarch, what do we do now?" his subordinate asked in a low voice.

Fei Zhongzhi hesitated for a moment, then said coldly, "Everyone get ready, we’re going to surround and kill Ning Fan!"