hsntnovel Chapter 656 The Fist Strikes Like a Dragon!
Chapter 656 The Fist Strikes Like a Dragon!
Deep within the Yellow Springs, in a secret chamber even more secluded and filled with an almost tangible yin energy than where Meng Dehai was.
The demon pierced through the stone wall and came.
Several women serving the Blood Demon immediately sensed something, raised their heads and asked, "Is that Left Envoy Meng?"
Na Yanmei nodded and said, "A powerful enemy has invaded, and Left Envoy... Meng Dehai requests reinforcements!"
Meng Dehai's voice seemed to have been recorded, slowly resounding from his mouth.
Upon hearing this, the women paused, instinctively turning their gaze to the blood pool in the center.
At this moment, the Blood Demon, who was sitting cross-legged, moved slightly.
The terrifying aura surrounding him showed a slight, almost imperceptible, disruption.
The message brought by Yanmei was like a pebble thrown into stagnant water.
"waste……"
The Blood Demon's hoarse voice, like the sound of two rusty iron pieces rubbing together, echoed in the secret chamber, carrying a hint of annoyance at being disturbed.
"A mere individual has stirred up such chaos in the entire Yellow Springs..."
He was at a critical moment in his healing process, his physical body and soul undergoing a dangerous transformation, making it impossible for him to personally intervene.
After a moment of silence, the hoarse voice rang out again.
"By my decree, go... and invite 'Wind Demon' Tianjue out of seclusion."
Immediately, the Blood Demon closed his eyes again to rest and quickly heal his wounds.
Upon hearing this, the demon immediately accepted the order and left.
Soon, Yanmei brought the Blood Demon's decree.
Upon hearing this, Meng Dehai was first startled, then overjoyed!
The Wind Demon's Demise!
That was one of the twelve demon stars during the heyday of the Tower Cult.
He is also the leader of the four shadow assassins in Huang Quan Yin.
He is said to be one of the founding members of Huangquanyin.
He was a wild night owl.
His true strength is unfathomable; he has long since ceased to concern himself with worldly affairs and has been in seclusion for many years!
Therefore, it is not well-known.
"I will obey the Lord's decree!"
He quickly bowed and accepted the order, his fear instantly replaced by a fierce expectation.
With Lord Tianjue taking action, even if that arrogant brat has three heads and six arms, he will surely die!
……
The valley was already littered with corpses.
Leng Lingding moved like a ghost, the short dagger in her hand flashing with cold light, and with each flash, a spray of blood would splatter.
Her face was as pale as paper, her breathing was rapid, and her body already had several deep wounds that exposed bone, yet her movements remained ruthless.
The corpse puppets that Lin Mo created caught many assassins off guard and wiped them out.
However, the situation changed drastically as Huang Quanyin's remaining four elders led their elite troops into the battle.
The stone golems were blasted into pieces by the violent palm strikes, and the few remaining ones were also broken into pieces.
The poisonous insects suffered heavy casualties, with their corpses piled up all over the ground.
Although Zhang He was exceptionally brave, one of his arms was broken.
The black energy around him surged, clearly indicating that he had reached his limit.
Although the four elders were slightly less powerful than the deceased Elder Xue, they were all top-notch experts who had experienced countless battles.
At this moment, they held nothing back, joining forces for a devastating attack.
Various insidious martial arts techniques and evil spells surged forth like a tide.
"boom--!"
An old man in a gray robe struck out with both palms, his yin energy penetrating through his body, shattering a zombie into pieces.
Another elderly man possessed exceptional leg skills, each strike aimed directly at Leng Lingding's vital points.
She was forced to retreat repeatedly, her sleeves torn to shreds by the sword energy.
"Heh heh, you cold-hearted girl, let's see how long you can hold out!"
"Kneel down and beg for mercy now, and I might plead with the Lord to spare your life, leaving you with a whole corpse!"
Leng Lingding clenched her teeth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Pah! A bunch of old geezers, stop pretending to be kind! If you have the guts, come at me, I'll fight you to the bitter end!"
"You sharp-tongued traitor! I'll tear your mouth apart later!"
"Kill her, then drag that kid out... tear him to pieces, grind his bones to dust!"
The elders spoke in deep, sinister voices, their killing intent palpable.
A cold, blood-stained smile curled at the corner of his lips, his eyes filled with mockery.
"You think you're worthy?"
These words were like a spark thrown into a hot oil pan, and the four elders were immediately enraged.
"You overestimate that kid!"
"Old Xue only suffered a setback because he underestimated us and was careless. We won't make the same mistake!"
"Enough with the nonsense. Since she's determined to die... let her know the consequences of betraying Huang Quan Yin!"
"it is good!"
The four of them suddenly changed their auras, and their attacks poured down like a storm once again.
Leng Lingding and the remaining corpse puppets were squeezed into a corner, their defeat seemingly imminent.
Just as a high-ranking official's poisoned dagger was about to pierce Leng Lingding's throat—
A figure appeared without any warning, like a meteorite falling from the sky.
With unparalleled momentum, it crashed into the center of the battle!
"boom--!"
The newcomer landed silently, yet a tremendous and unparalleled wave of energy exploded outwards from him.
Several assassins who were nearby were thrown back, their bones broken and tendons snapped!
The two elders, who were about to pounce, were hit in the face by the shockwave, their bodies jolted violently, and they had to take several steps back before they could barely stand.
As the dust settled, the figure gradually became clearer.
He was dressed in ordinary clothes, empty-handed, and had a calm expression.
Only his eyes shone with an eerie brightness, as if they held the potential to erupt like a volcano.
It's Lin Mo!
He stood there, like a mountain that had suddenly risen from the ground.
He blocked the overwhelming aura of killing intent and the pressure of despair from his body.
His gaze swept across the field, and when he saw Leng Lingding's injuries and Zhang He's miserable state, his eyes suddenly turned cold.
"Your Highness!"
Leng Lingding was overjoyed, her voice trembling.
Gazing at that not-so-robust but seemingly capable of supporting the entire sky, her tense heartstrings relaxed, and she almost collapsed to the ground.
The four elders' expressions changed simultaneously, and they instantly formed a pincer movement.
In the exchange of glances, surprise and solemnity were self-evident.
"So it's you, you little thief, who dares to cause trouble in the Underworld?"
Why waste words with him?
"Attack him together and take his life!"
A gaunt-faced elder shouted sternly and took the initiative to attack.
He formed his five fingers into claws, the tips gleaming with a cold, eerie blue light, and aimed straight for Lin Mo's throat, moving so fast that it left a trail of afterimages.
The other three unleashed their auras, their murderous intent soaring to the heavens, and launched their attacks simultaneously.
One of them threw a punch like a heavy hammer, aiming for Lin Mo's back.
One man's leg swept swiftly downwards.
The last person formed a hand seal, and a phantom image appeared above his head.
It was actually a spirit leaving the body!
Suddenly, a powerful mental shock, like a sharp cone, pierced straight at Lin Mo's brow.
In an instant, palm shadows formed a curtain, fist winds roared like cannons, leg strength surged like whips, and a silent, malevolent spirit invaded—
Four deadly moves wove together a deadly net, determined to strangle Lin Mo at the center!
Even a martial arts master would turn pale and retreat upon seeing such a display.
But Lin Mo just snorted coldly.
He neither retreated nor yielded, and didn't even bother to use any Taoist techniques. He simply threw a punch to meet the attack head-on!
The punch was thrown like a dragon emerging from the sea!
The air was compressed and exploded by extreme force, producing a piercing tearing sound.
Fist and claw clashed violently—
There was no sound of metal clashing, only a dull, teeth-grinding thud.
"Crack!"
"what--!"
The withered old man let out a shrill scream!
His claws, which were strong enough to pierce through metal and stone, twisted and shattered like withered branches.
The fractures spread upwards, breaking off bone by bone in the wrist, arm, and sternum!