Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 501 - 469: Awesome Bi!

Chapter 501: Chapter 469: Awesome Bi!

Feng Bubian had no idea how his identity had been seen through, especially since he had been so cautious over the years on the Longyun Path, even infiltrating the Wind Divine Hall and becoming the Third Hall Master.

So many Martial Artists had failed to discover it, so why did Zhang San find him out so quickly after arriving in Spring Breeze Town?

However, it wasn’t important how Zhang San had discovered it, as long as Zhang San was killed.

With a whoosh, Feng Bubian’s figure turned into a gust of wind, rushing towards Zhang San with a howl.

Zhang San sneered, drew the Mo Blade from the Gluttonous Bag, and slashed out a powerful Qi Gang, blending Blade Intent with Might into one, like a gigantic crescent moon.

With a booming sound, the walls of the entire courtyard, as well as the surrounding uninhabited courtyards, were shattered instantly.

Under the powerful shockwave, Black Soil immediately protected Madam Feng, who had been struck dumb earlier.

Meanwhile, Chu Can watched all of this indifferently.

Although Black Soil did not understand why this lady had chosen to follow the Saint Heir after leaving the Town Demon Office, she knew clearly that this lady could not be relied on.

Unless the Saint Heir ordered her to take action, she would never initiate.

Thankfully, the shockwave from the initial clash between Zhang San and Feng Bubian wasn’t very large.

Black Soil blocked it completely; otherwise, Madam Feng would have been injured.

At this moment, Madam Feng, watching the dissipating dust reveal Feng Bubian’s ferocious face with bloodshot eyes, was like seeing another person.

"What... what on earth is going on?"

Just then, Feng Bubian heard a familiar voice and turned his head, only then noticing that Feng Wenqing had also come.

"Zhang San! You deserve to die!"

Feng Bubian bellowed, his hands transformed into two huge War Blades, which directly knocked aside Zhang San’s Mo Blade, and then glanced at Feng Wenqing.

"Wenqing, after I kill them all, I’ll explain it to you. Believe me, my feelings for you have never changed!"

Having said that, Feng Bubian looked at Zhang San again with eyes filled with rage and hatred.

If it hadn’t been for Zhang San, he would not have exposed his true face in front of Wenqing.

Damn it!

At that moment, Feng Bubian unleashed a formidable fighting strength, and the corners of Zhang San’s mouth began to curve upward.

"I actually want to try just how strong a Lower Heaven Calamity is!"

Hearing this, Feng Bubian laughed coldly.

"Foolish Zhang San, do you not know that even the weakest Calamity of the Path of Calamity is close to the strength of the Purple Mansion Realm, although I once was severely... urgh..."

Before Feng Bubian could finish speaking, he was shot through the shoulder by an arrow from Zhang San.

At this moment, Zhang San, who had planted his Mo Blade into the ground and was drawing his bow and arrow some distance away, curled his lips and shook his head.

"This is supposed to be Purple Mansion Realm?"

Feng Bubian was very angry!

In an instant, he burst out with all his might, and in the blink of an eye, the entire sky was covered with dark clouds and thunder roared.

Zhang San suddenly realized that the aura emanating from Feng Bubian truly belonged to the Purple Mansion Realm.

It seemed that this guy wasn’t bluffing after all!

Moreover, Zhang San keenly noticed that the aura of the Purple Mansion Realm coming from Feng Bubian was much more fierce than the one he had felt from Yu Jinluo before.

Indeed, his understanding of the Path of Calamity was too limited.

He had initially thought that a Lower Heaven Calamity was at most in the Late Period of the Spiritual Platform Realm, and given that Feng Bubian had been hiding among the Martial Artists of Spring Breeze Town for years, apparently having suffered serious injuries, his level should have been similar to his own.

Now that he thought about it, how could he have been so foolish.

Indeed, times had been too smooth lately.

"Feng Bubian, you wouldn’t think I’m unaware of the true strength of your Path of Calamity, or seriously believe I didn’t bring any Purple Mansion Realm assistance, right? No way, right? No way? What era is it, does anyone still think that fights need to be one-on-one?"

Feng Bubian was initially filled with rage and a murderous intent towards Zhang San.

He could have continued living in Spring Breeze Town as an ordinary person and ultimately ended up together with Feng Wenqing.

It was all that detestable Zhang San’s fault!

But Feng Bubian also knew that he had always been on the records of the official Great Sui, especially with the Town Martial Office.

After all, he had risen rapidly through the ranks by seizing the opportunity during Great Sui’s war to annihilate Southern Chen, advancing from a Lower Heaven Calamity all the way to a Mid Heaven Calamity.

It was when he was about to ascend to Upper Heaven Calamity that King Jin discovered him, and since then the Town Martial Office had been sending people to hunt him down, to the point that now whenever he heard the three words "Town Martial Office," he couldn’t help but feel all the old fully healed wounds on his body throb with pain.

"Then, let your helpers come out, I really want to see how capable they are!"

"Alright! But remember, when they come out, you better not run!"

"I am the very source of the Wind Catastrophe, the origin of war, why would I run?"

"That’s settled then, you better not run! Otherwise, don’t blame me for looking down on you!"

"Where are they? Let the Town Martial Office’s experts come out!"

"You say ’let them come out’ and they should just come out? Wouldn’t that make the Town Martial Office lose face?"

Black Soil, who was protecting Feng Wenqing from a distance, frowned slightly and glanced at Chu Can, who still wore an indifferent expression, and asked, "Why is the Military Chief just blabbering? Could it be that he has no backup?"

Chu Can cast a glance at Black Soil and uttered two indifferent words: "Don’t know."

Right!

Black Soil could now be one hundred percent certain, dead sure, that there was no backup; otherwise, the Saint Heir would have already called for action instead of wasting time with idle talk.

However, the source of the Wind Catastrophe also seemed somewhat cautious, hence why he was still verbally sparring with Zhang San without daring to make rash moves.

After all, the source of the Wind Catastrophe was currently in mid-air, gathering powerful forces around him, ready to resist any formidable enemy attacks. But once he made a move against Zhang San, he might expose a weakness. If at that moment some hidden expert were to strike, that would spell trouble.

For a moment, Black Soil wasn’t sure whether Zhang San was really fishing or if he truly had no backup and was merely bluffing.

"Zhang San, you’ve been shouting for such a long time, don’t tell me you actually don’t have any backup?"

Zhang San sneered and said, "Do you think I would come to capture you without seeking help?"

Just then, two figures charged towards the source of the Wind Catastrophe from two different directions in mid-air.

Feeling the approach of strong opponents, the source of the Wind Catastrophe immediately whipped up gales from all sides, attempting to kick up dust and obscure vision.

However, suddenly, in the space around him, walls appeared in six directions: front, back, left, right, above, and below, forming a huge box-like trap, enclosing the source of the Wind Catastrophe.

The next moment, a massive phantom hoof print descended from the sky.

This one stomp broke through the overcast clouds and smashed the box formed by the invisible walls.

One stomp.

Just one stomp.

Pressed Feng Bubian to his knees on the ground, coughing up large gulps of blood.

At the same time, Zhang San took a deep breath and called out to Niu and Bi who came to support him from mid-air, "How come you arrived so late! If you were any later, I couldn’t have kept up the pretense!"

At this moment, Feng Bubian realized that Zhang San had been purely bluffing him earlier, and there actually were no helpers around before.

Damn Zhang San!

Feng Bubian, enraged, wanted to charge at Zhang San. But the anger was too much; just as he tried to stand, more fresh blood spurted out.

Meanwhile, Niu and Bi in mid-air, once again made their move against the source of the Wind Catastrophe on the ground.