The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 994: Sect Magic Artifact

Chapter 994: Chapter 994: Sect Magic Artifact

Zuo Chengjue seeing that it truly worked, burst into loud laughter again.

"Hahahaha! Idiot! What use is your strength? You still have to obediently listen to me!"

As he spoke, he took a long saber from his waist and threw it in front of Ning Fan.

"Come! This young master wants to see you tortured, stab yourself a hundred times right now!"

"If you’re one stab short, I’ll chop off this woman’s arm! If two, then both arms!"

Upon hearing this, Su Qingcheng’s face showed urgency as she screamed, "Ning Fan! Don’t agree to him!"

Shuang’er also gritted her teeth and said, "Bastard! You’re too despicable!"

"Despicable? So what? This bastard almost destroyed our Feiyu Sect! Did you think I would just let him go?"

Previously, Zuo Chengjue had been publicly humiliated by Ning Fan, and at this moment he wished he could dismember Ning Fan by a thousand cuts.

Just as Shuang’er was about to retort, Ning Fan picked up the long saber from the ground and said emotionlessly, "Fine, I’ll do it."

Thwack!

As soon as the words fell, the saber had already plunged into his stomach.

The sound of the blade entering flesh echoed, and blood splashed out, scattering on the ground.

"Ning Fan!"

Su Qingcheng cried out in shock, her face full of pain.

Shuang’er was also clenching her fists tightly, her teeth grinding audibly.

Huo Erba was surrounded by a surge of golden light, his face angry, veins throbbing on his forehead.

"Hahaha! Good! Let this kid know the might of our Feiyu Sect!"

"An ignorant fool, daring to cause trouble in our Feiyu Sect, truly courting death!"

"This is what befalls those who dare to provoke our Feiyu Sect!"

The surviving disciples burst into mocking laughter, filled with pride.

Ning Fan’s expression was blank as the long saber plunged into his body over and over.

Thwack!

Thwack!

Thwack!

Soon, dozens of wounds had appeared on his body; the steaming blood had nearly dyed half of his body red.

By then, Su Qingcheng’s eyes were already red-rimmed, her vision blurred by tears.

"Ning Fan... stop, you don’t have to do this for me..."

She had thought she had suppressed her feelings for Ning Fan.

But seeing the scene before her, the heart she had forced down began to beat violently again.

Strong emotion echoed in her heart, making it almost impossible for Su Qingcheng to control her emotions.

"Ning Fan! Stop!"

Su Qingcheng suddenly screamed, charging headlong toward Zuo Chengjue’s hand.

"Damn! Crazy woman!"

Zuo Chengjue was greatly shocked and quickly drew back his hand, fearful of accidentally killing Su Qingcheng.

That would mean losing his leverage over Ning Fan.

Just then, Ning Fan’s eyes suddenly concentrated, bursting forth with a surge of bright light!

Robust spiritual power surged within his body, finally gathering in his palm, condensing into a Spiritual Sword Ray.

As Ning Fan’s figure burst forward, the palm-held Spiritual Sword Ray also swept out with a howl.

"Whoosh!"

Faster than lightning, the sword ray was even swifter than Ning Fan’s speed.

In the blink of an eye, the sword ray had already reached right in front of Zuo Chengjue, aimed directly at his brow.

"No, no, no!"

Zuo Chengjue was terrified and wanted to dodge immediately.

However, the speed of the sword ray far exceeded his reaction, piercing straight through his brow.

"Thwack!"

A streak of blood flew across the air, and a deep bloody hole appeared on Zuo Chengjue’s brow.

He stared blankly at the people in front of him, clearly feeling life draining continuously from his body.

A cold sensation also followed from the brow.

"I, I..."

Zuo Chengjue instinctively tried to raise his hand but found that his limbs were becoming unresponsive.

Then darkness fell before his eyes, and his body heavily collapsed to the ground.

Life ceased completely!

Ning Fan passed by the body without a glance, catching Su Qingcheng in his arms.

"Are you alright?"

As he spoke, he checked Su Qingcheng’s body for injuries.

Only after determining that Su Qingcheng was unharmed did Ning Fan breathe a sigh of relief.

"Miss Su, do you feel..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Su Qingcheng suddenly extended her arms and tightly wrapped them around Ning Fan’s neck.

Her mouth was still murmuring something softly, but Ning Fan couldn’t make it out.

Ning Fan’s body stiffened slightly, thinking that Su Qingcheng was frightened, then he gently patted her back, softly comforting her, "It’s okay, it’s all right now, relax."

Meanwhile, Zuo Yunhua saw his son being killed, and his whole being was stunned.

"My son... my son..."

Having had his son late in life, his wife long deceased, he had always treated Zuo Chengjue as the apple of his eye.

Now to see him killed right before his own eyes!

Intense anger surged up from within him, instantly destroying Zuo Yunhua’s rationality.

"Bastard! I will dismember you into thousands of pieces! You all are going to die!"

Zuo Yunhua was enveloped by immense power, and his figure skyrocketed upwards, shooting into the sky like a firework.

Feeling the power emanating from Zuo Yunhua, Vice Sect Master Zhuang Peng instantly realized what the Sect Master intended, and his face turned pale with fright.

"Sect Master! Are you going to use the Sect’s Magic Artifact?"

The Great Elder and others were also greatly alarmed.

"Sect Master, do not do this!"

"If you use the Magic Artifact, you’ll be weakened for a long time!"

"Together, we have a good chance to defeat him!"

As the last words were spoken, everyone couldn’t help but turn their heads to look at the speaker, the third elder.

Defeat Ning Fan?

Are you out of your mind?

But by now, Zuo Yunhua had completely lost his rationality, with only one thought on his mind.

To utterly dismember Ning Fan!

"Thousand Absolutes Lamp! Rise!"

Zuo Yunhua, floating in mid-air by the immense power, quickly formed a complex series of hand seals with his palms.