The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 402: Killing to Stop Killing_1

Chapter 402: Chapter 402: Killing to Stop Killing_1

Clang! Clang!

At the same moment, two crisp sounds rang out, signifying that Ning Fan had forcefully broken the Five-Ring Great Saber and He Feng’s swift sword with his hands once again!

Thud! Thud!

Ning Fan discarded both the broken saber and the sword, simultaneously striking out a palm to both his left and right.

The Pure Spiritual Power surged forth unstoppably, leaving two transparent palm imprints right on the chests of Black Fifth and He Feng.

Blood instantly gushed out from the bodies of the two men.

They still bore expressions of extreme horror on their faces, and while they were still suspended mid-air, they were already dead through and through.

Thump! Thump!

The bodies of Black Fifth and He Feng heavily fell to the ground, motionless.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom...

At that moment, the dozens of fireballs cast by Zhang Xiaotianshi also hit Ning Fan’s head, exploding continuously upon impact.

However, how could such fireballs possibly harm Ning Fan?

After bursts of fire and smoke, Ning Fan remained unharmed, while He Feng and his four men were already dead beyond dead on the ground. The only one left, Zhang Xiaotianshi, watched all this with a look of terror in his eyes.

"How... how is this possible? My protective talismans... they were stuck on their bodies to ward off injury... why didn’t they work?"

"Their attacks, how could you possibly not fear them at all?"

"My fire talismans... how could you not be hurt even a little?"

"You, you, who exactly are you?"

"Why can you possess such strength?"

Zhang Xiaotianshi’s face turned pale as he muttered to himself in terror.

"These questions, take your time and think about them underground, I don’t have time to mess around with you."

Ning Fan sneered as he stepped forward. He was still tens of meters away from Zhang Xiaotianshi when he spoke, but by the time his words finished, he had already appeared half a meter in front of Zhang Xiaotianshi.

"Ah!"

Zhang Xiaotianshi immediately felt his hair stand on end and leapt up in fright, screaming continuously, "Don’t, don’t kill me, it’s just a misunderstanding! I was misled by that brat He Feng! Mr. Ning, you mustn’t kill me! I was wrong, I was wrong, please spare my life!"

Thump!

He knelt down as he spoke.

Even an idiot would realize by now that they had greatly underestimated Ning Fan’s strength and had provoked someone they shouldn’t have.

If he did not beg for mercy now, he would surely end up just like He Feng and the others, killed on the spot by Ning Fan.

"Sorry, but you were the ones who wanted to kill me first, I can’t possibly spare you."

Ning Fan slowly raised his hand as Spiritual Power gathered in the palm of his hand.

"Ning! Do you know who I am? I am from the Heavenly Master Path! The Heavenly Master Path has an extraordinary position in the Martial Dao World, if you dare kill me, the Heavenly Master Path won’t let you off!"

Zhang Xiaotianshi said fiercely yet fearfully.

"Heh, you start by murdering and robbing, then kneel and beg for mercy, and finally resort to threats?"

"Have you ever thought, if I were weaker than you, and I begged you for mercy, would you spare me?"

Ning Fan’s expression was cold.

It wasn’t that he was bloodthirsty, but that he had to kill to prevent being killed!

It wasn’t that he was heartless, but that this world was fundamentally about the survival of the fittest.

"Damn it! My Heavenly Master Path sect will come to save me at any moment!"

Seeing that pleading was useless, Zhang Xiaotianshi reached into his chest and pulled out a Talisman Paper and threw it into the air.

Swish!

A streak of firelight shot straight into the sky, then exploded high in the air.

Boom!

At the same time, Ning Fan’s palm came smashing down.

Zhang Xiaotianshi’s head burst open like an overripe melon.

With that, the five people, including He Feng, who wanted to murder and steal the treasure, were all dead in just a few short minutes.

Ning Fan glanced at the bodies of He Feng and the others.

They had wanted to murder and rob, trying to seize the Spiritual Liquid, but in the end, they had lost their lives.

There was no sympathy for them.

However, through this event, Ning Fan came to a deeper understanding of the survival of the fittest among Martial Artists.

If he weren’t strong enough, he would have been the one to die today. Not only would that have cost him his life, but it would have endangered Xu Yourong and the Spiritual Liquid as well!

So, ultimately, it was all about strength!

The reason he could still stand here alive, the reason he could still protect Xu Yourong, it was all because of his own power!

And he needed to continue to improve his strength. He needed to become even stronger so that he could deal with those harboring malicious intents—one by one, they would die!

Ning Fan collected the Spiritual Liquid dropped by the fallen men.

These people had wanted to steal Ning Fan’s Spiritual Liquid, but in the end, they lost even their own newly acquired Spiritual Liquid, paying with their lives... it was an immense irony.

"You... you..."

Just then, from not far behind, the edge of the grove came a woman’s exclamation.

Ning Fan turned around and saw it was Miss Hua, looking on with a shocked face at everything before her.

As it turned out, Miss Hua had secretly overheard the plot against Ning Fan by He Feng and the others just a moment ago.

She had intended to use this information to cause a fallout between Ning Fan and Xu Yourong.

However, Ning Fan had completely ignored her.

Now, as she followed, her intention was to reveal her identity and save Ning Fan’s life after He Feng and the others had defeated him, thus owing a life-saving favor.

Little did she know, upon her arrival, He Feng and the five were already dead beyond doubt!

"You... killed them? How did you do that? Who helped you kill them?" Miss Hua said incredulously.