The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 775 Huo Erba’s Merits_1

Chapter 775: Chapter 775 Huo Erba’s Merits_1

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

The sound of blades piercing flesh rang out continuously; Ning Fan and Shuang’er were quickly turned into blood-soaked figures, and the ground beneath their feet was stained red with fresh blood.

But neither of them made a sound, Ning Fan was powerful, and such wounds were nothing to him.

Although Shuang’er was not as strong as Ning Fan, she was comparable to an Initial Stage Grandmaster and naturally could also endure the pain.

Just then, Ning Fan suddenly furrowed his brow.

"Huo Erba?"

He felt a faint psychic connection establishing itself.

The source of the spiritual power was none other than Huo Erba, next to the thawing chamber!

Ning Fan’s spirits lifted, and he immediately channeled his spiritual power, sending it to Huo Erba through their connection.

The next moment, the still-unconscious Huo Erba suddenly opened his eyes.

"Stab me! Continue! Don’t stop!"

He Hong continued to howl in madness, but a shadow was already looming over him from above.

Before he could look up, a hand as large as a fan, carrying formidable strength, struck him fiercely.

"Bang!"

Caught off guard, He Hong was sent flying on the spot.

The surrounding gunmen were startled and instinctively pulled their triggers.

Muzzles flashed, and countless bullets poured out towards the thawing chamber.

"Huo Erba!" cried Ning Fan as he leaped to his feet.

Huo Erba reacted quickly, rolling over and cradling the thawing chamber in his arms while a golden light appeared on his body.

"Bang bang bang!"

Bullets struck him, producing a series of dull thuds.

Even though he had been severely wounded by Zuo Hanyue before, Huo Erba’s strength as a Body Tempering Grandmaster still allowed him to withstand the gunfire.

"Damn it, shoot! Kill that damned bitch!"

He Hong struggled to his feet, his body covered in blood. Huo Erba’s slap had been hasty and thus lacked full power, but it had nearly killed him.

Just then, a cold and indifferent voice sounded in his ear.

"He Hong, are you ready to die?"

He Hong’s body stiffened, and with difficulty, he turned his head, only to be met with Ning Fan’s palm, infused with Spiritual Power.

"Bang!"

The Spiritual Power was released without reserve, and He Hong didn’t even have a chance to scream before his head exploded.

Shuang’er, on the other hand, turned into a blur, charging into the group of gunmen and beginning a slaughter.

These gunmen were ordinary people, no match for Shuang’er’s assault, and in the blink of an eye, they were all but decimated!

Soon, all the gunmen had fallen, and Shuang’er stood among the bodies, her figure covered in blood, with a deep Evil Qi in her eyes!

After catching her breath, she went over to the thawing chamber, where Ning Fan was carrying out Huo Erba and the chamber.

"Master, is Madam alright?" Shuang’er asked with concern.

Ning Fan checked the thawing chamber and, finding no damage, he breathed out in relief, "There’s no damage to the chamber; Rong should be fine."

In that regard, he might even have to thank He Hong.

Had it not been for He Hong wanting to use the thawing chamber as a threat, just the collapse of the Martial Alliance Headquarters might have damaged it.

Shuang’er also breathed a sigh of relief, then hopped over to Huo Erba and crouched down, poking him, "Big guy, are you okay?"

Huo Erba struggled to sit up from the ground, a simple smile appearing on his face as he nodded his head.

As his cultivation continued to grow stronger, Huo Erba seemed to be slowly becoming more human than the Flower Servant he once was.

"You worked hard this time, I’ll heal you when we get back, and you’ll definitely be stronger than before," Ning Fan said sincerely, patting his shoulder.

Huo Erba understood Ning Fan’s meaning and nodded somewhat mechanically.

"Master, let’s take Miss Xu back now," Shuang’er suggested.

Ning Fan nodded, "First, we take her back, and then there’s one more thing to do."

"What is it?"

Ning Fan’s eyes chilled over as a thick intent to kill burst forth from his body.

"Wipe out the He Family!"

...

At the same time, the He Family was thrown into chaos.

The news of the collapse of the Martial Arts Headquarters had reached them, and they realized something might have gone terribly wrong.

Suddenly, the news that He Hong had been killed shook the entire He Family to its core!

As the Family Head, He Hong was the cornerstone of the He Family.

"The Family Head is dead, what do we do now?"

"We must immediately appoint a new Family Head!"

"Appoint a new head? He Hong offended that young man named Ning Fan; he’s about to come kill us. We need to flee!"

"But what about all our properties? We can’t take them with us!"

While everyone was arguing, a tall figure appeared at the gate of the He Family.

"Too bad, none of you can escape now."

Ning Fan’s expression was ice-cold, his body radiating murderous intent, and he was even carrying the corpse of He Hong.

Seeing this, the members of the He Family went pale and began retreating in unison.

"Ning, Ning Fan, this has nothing to do with us..."

"Yes, yes! It was He Hong who wanted to kill you, not us..."

"You can’t take your anger out on us..."

Ning Fan casually threw He Hong’s body into the villa and said coldly, "Is that so? Then why are you here?"

His question left the members of the He Family speechless.

"It seems you know there’s nothing left to say, so let’s end it here," Ning Fan declared.

He grasped at the air with his hand reversed, and Spiritual Power surged in his palm until it converged into a longsword of Spiritual Power.

"All of you, prepare to die!"

Whoosh!

In an instant, sword light filled the sky, engulfing the entire villa!