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192: Chapter 192: The Dragon Has Reverse Scales 192: Chapter 192: The Dragon Has Reverse Scales Bai Xiaofan was entirely covered in blood, his head, shoulders, and clothes were also strewn with shards of ruptured flesh…

From the top of his head to his shoes, he emitted an nauseating scent of blood, along with the pungent smell of decaying flesh.

Especially at this moment, Bai Xiaofan’s eyes were twinkling with intense murderous intent, giving anyone who glanced at him a chilling feeling that rose from their feet to their head.

Pu!

Although Bai Xiaofan had killed Liang Ze, the injuries on his body inevitably worsened, and he spit out another mouthful of fresh blood before his body began to sway.

“Xiaofan…”

Murong Yue and Su Shiqi called out in unison and ran towards Bai Xiaofan; however, half-way there, Su Shiqi stopped, leaving only Murong Yue to run to Bai Xiaofan’s side.

“Why aren’t you going?

Are you disgusted?” Su Zhenye asked his granddaughter in confusion when he saw her retreat.

“Even if he was dirtier, I wouldn’t be disgusted!” Su Shiqi slightly shook her head.

“Then why did you come back?”

“It’s just…

at the moment, there’s a girl who needs that man’s embrace more than I do!” Su Shiqi smiled faintly and then spoke no further.

Su Zhenye and Jiang Qianhe sighed softly, especially Jiang Qianhe, who thought of Jiang Feifei.

How could she compete with these two outstanding girls?

“Xiaofan, wuuu…

You mustn’t be in trouble; you mustn’t have anything happen to you…”

Murong Yue, heedless of the repulsive bloody stench and the horrific sight of flesh on Bai Xiaofan’s body, embraced his waist and sobbed uncontrollably.

“I’m fine, silly girl, stop crying…” Bai Xiaofan blinked his feeble eyes and managed to squeeze out a smile that looked uglier than crying, trying to comfort Murong Yue.

“Mhm, mhm, I won’t cry, I won’t cry, I’m not crying…” Murong Yue vigorously wiped her face, smearing it with blood as she stubbornly looked at Bai Xiaofan.

“Help me take out the green small bottle from my chest and pour out three pills for me to take!” Bai Xiaofan said laboriously.

Obeying his instructions, Murong Yue fetched the three pills and helped him take them, then supported Bai Xiaofan’s body as she watched the ongoing fight involving the three men of Diao Ye.

The four men brought by Diao Ye saw that Bai Xiaofan was on his last legs and suddenly turned their direction, launching a sneak attack on Bai Xiaofan.

The incident happened so abruptly, no one anticipated such shameless behavior from these four.

White Tiger and Vermilion Bird wanted to stop them but were too late.

Bai Xiaofan watched the four men charging at him, tossed the Fish Intestine Sword into the air, and rapidly drew a talisman with his right hand, imbuing it into the sword.

Weng…

The Fish Intestine Sword emitted a joyful hum and shot towards the leader of the group.

Pu!

The Fish Intestine Sword pierced the throat, snatching away the life of one of Diao Ye’s men, and then flew back into Bai Xiaofan’s hand.

Seeing their companion killed so swiftly, the remaining three froze on the spot, hesitant to move forward as they looked at Bai Xiaofan and the Fish Intestine Sword in his hand with fearful eyes.

“As long as I draw breath, the likes of you have no business entertaining thoughts of killing me!”

Bai Xiaofan’s voice was not loud as he looked at the three stunned men and others around who eyed him fiercely, but it was clear enough for everyone present to hear.

Zheng Jiluo and Zhou Ya, standing nearby, felt as if his voice were a great bell, lingering in their ears.

The crowd watched Bai Xiaofan in shock, feeling a growing sense of helplessness within them…

Was Bai Xiaofan too arrogant, or was it because they did not understand?

Initially, he had sustained serious injuries during his fight with Yang En, yet against all odds, he managed to kill Liang Ze, whose strength was almost on par with Yang En’s.

Even at the end of his tether, he unleashed a divine, flying dagger move that killed one of Uncle Diao’s four henchmen.

To understand, Uncle Diao’s four henchmen were all masters of mid-stage Qi Cultivation, not the sort ordinary people could compare with.

What else was Bai Xiaofan incapable of doing?

Almost everything that everyone thought was impossible became possible with Bai Xiaofan.

Perhaps…

With this thought, everyone turned their gaze to Uncle Diao, who was still entangled with Grandmaster Gu and Zhang Yang.

Perhaps only Uncle Diao might be capable of killing Bai Xiaofan, right?

“Bai Xiaofan, if you know what’s good for you, you’ll kill yourself quickly.

Otherwise, don’t blame my knife for being heartless!”

Suddenly, Murong Zhantian, who had been hiding behind Murong Hao, circled around to Murong Yue’s back, placing his dagger against her neck and shouted at Bai Xiaofan fiercely.

The incident was sudden.

No one had expected Murong Zhantian, who had been spared at Murong Yue’s plea, to suddenly make his move, taking his knife to threaten Murong Yue.

Everyone cursed inwardly as they watched Murong Zhantian, ‘Damn, is there no humanity left?’

“Dad, what are you doing?

Let go of Xiaoyue quickly; don’t hurt her!” Murong Hao, unable to believe his eyes, knelt on the ground with a thump, tears streaming down as he begged his father.

“Hmph, stop your sniveling.

Bai Xiaofan is already at his last gasp, and Uncle Diao is about to win too.

I am saving the Murong family—what’s the big deal about one granddaughter dying!”

Murong Zhantian snorted coldly, applying more pressure with the dagger against Murong Yue’s neck, glaring at Bai Xiaofan with his old eyes.

Hearing Murong Zhantian’s words, everyone pondered.

It seemed that the old man was right.

If Uncle Diao won, the scale of victory would immediately tip in favor of the Huang family.

“Yueyue, don’t be afraid, I’m here!”

With his body weighed down by injuries, Bai Xiaofan comforted Murong Yue, who was taken hostage.

“Mm-hm, I’m not scared!” Murong Yue replied calmly.

“Murong Zhantian, I will count to three.

If you release Yueyue, I will pretend this never happened.

Otherwise, don’t blame me for making my move to kill you!”

Bai Xiaofan’s gaze fixed on Murong Zhantian, his voice lowering ominously.

“Psh, stop trying to scare people.

You can’t even stand properly now.

What are you going to kill me with?

A knife?

I’m behind her; how will you shoot me?”

Murong Zhantian, while taunting, hid behind Murong Yue and bellowed loudly.

Bai Xiaofan’s eyes grew increasingly colder, the intent to kill in them becoming more ferocious.

One could harm him, but no one was allowed to hurt his woman.

A dragon has its reverse scales, touch them and you die!

Bai Xiaofan too had his reverse scales, and they were his woman…

“One, two, three; you’ve run out of chances!”

Bai Xiaofan spoke indifferently.

Before his voice faded, he vanished from everyone’s sight.

When he reappeared, Bai Xiaofan was in front of Murong Yue, clutching Murong Zhantian’s knife-wielding hand.

Somehow, the knife from Murong Zhantian’s own hand had stabbed into his throat, and blood was continuously flowing from his neck…