C21 Fight Berserk Fatty

Ying Zui smiled coldly. This was the first time he had seen Xilai Pangpang, and he felt very strange about it.

Why did a person with pure kindness always have a trace of melancholy between his brows? After a few months, he finally understood how great the pressure on Xilai Pangpang was.

Since Xilai Pangpang had called him 'boss', it meant that he was his brother. Now that someone wanted to touch his brother, how could Ying Zui be willing to do so?

The bloody incident in Wang Village was still vivid in his mind. He didn't want Xilai Pangpang to suffer any injuries. The current him couldn't bear the pain of losing anyone.

Although Ying Zui couldn't eliminate Great Yan and Donglin Temple, it didn't mean that he couldn't eliminate Wang Xiu, even though there was the Wang Family, one of the top ten families behind Wang Xiu.

"Ka! Ka! Ka!"

Ying Zui sneered. He exerted force on his finger, and bone cracking sounds could be heard from Wang Xiu's throat. If there were too many lice in his throat, he wouldn't be afraid of getting itchy. This was what Ying Zui was thinking right now, so he wasn't afraid.

"Cough, cough, kid, kill me if you have the guts. Otherwise, the Xilai aristocratic family and Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect will not be able to protect you!" Wang Xiu's limbs were weak, and his face was flushed red as he roared.

"Boom!"

"Words are nothing to be afraid of!"

Ying Zui's eyes turned ice cold. With a wave of his hand, Wang Xiu's body was thrown into the crowd of North Cliff Sword Sect like a pile of rotten meat.

"If you want to fight, let's fight. I can't guarantee your survival!" Ying Zui stood with his hands behind his back, looking down on the surrounding people. Within 30 meters, all of them were enemies.

Five people against more than forty people. Xilai Pangpang, Chiang Ye and the others were fearless. Although they couldn't be compared to the top ten geniuses of the prodigy roll, they were still not comparable to these small fries.

"Eldest senior brother, how can we forget such a good thing?" All the disciple of Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect walked over. A young man who was even younger than Ying Zui had a bloodthirsty smile on his face, and his eyes were filled with brutality.

"Little Feng, don't get involved. Brother Jiang and Sheh Anling, you should leave as well. It's just a small matter, and I don't need you to do anything to me!" Ying Zui said in a deep voice.

Chiang Ye looked at Ying Zui with a complicated expression. He nodded and pulled Sheh Anling out of the battle circle.

Chiang Ye led the people from the Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect to guard the surroundings, in case the other major powers interfered.

"Eldest senior brother, why didn't you help Mr Ying!" The young man called Xiao Feng had a puzzled look on his face, and his expression was somewhat anxious. One should know that Ying Zui had treated these people pretty well in the past.

Chiang Ye glanced at the people of North Cliff Sword Sect and Wang Xiu, and said disdainfully, "Don't worry, just like what Brother Ying said, these people are too weak. Brother Ying's combat strength was comparable to the Spirit Opening realm, and Elder Wang and Hereditary Prince weren't weak either. I don't know why, but they gave me a feeling that I haven't felt for a few days. It's very dangerous, and it makes my heart palpitate!"

"Hu, cough, cough!" Wang Xiu's face was pale. He took a deep breath and arrived in front of the three of them.

"Kid, you are standing on the wrong team. The Xilai family is in dire straits. You will pay the price for this!" Wang Xiu's face was pale. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Kill!"

Ying Zui shook his head and shouted. In an instant, he attacked. His face was delicate and pretty, and his hair was sparkling. He was emitting a sharp light, and his eyes were like cold lightning that carried a trace of charm. His blood was like a surging river, and the wind was cool and awe-inspiring. He was like a bloody butcher walking in the mortal world.

At this moment, no one knew how powerful this young man in front of them was. Even Yeh Wumian's Murong Qianqiu had to treat him with special respect.

"Boom!"

Ying Zui stepped on the ground of the palace, using the Collapsing Step to approach the Wang Family members. With incredible speed, he appeared in front of them in the blink of an eye.

"Ah!"

A young man from the Wang Family shouted out in fear. He was stunned when he saw Ying Zui rushing towards him. Ying Zui held his evil smile and struck out with his palm.

The Mountain Splitting Palm was like a mountain breaking cliff, like a heavenly pillar collapsing.

"Hong!"

The Wang Family youth was sent flying. Half of his body was destroyed. Blood splattered everywhere, dyeing a large area red. In an instant, the sound of a pin dropping could be heard.

Lifeless Arhat frowned and pondered. Ying Zui's strength was very strange. He moved his Qi and blood to the extreme, almost exceeding the limits of his current physical body.

"It's alright!" Chiang Ye patted his chest in fear. If Ying Zui had been a little faster that day, his face would have been the same as the young man from the Wang Family.

Sheh Anling teased, "Now you know, this little brother is really extraordinary. When I have time, I will ask him if he can join the sect. If he can, I think he will be able to succeed the position of Saint!"

Chiang Ye nodded and said, "Maybe it is possible!"

Wang Xiu looked furious. He unsheathed the sword in his hand and stabbed towards Ying Zui with a bright light.

Ying Zui smiled coldly. He did not want to waste any more time with him. He used the Shocking Step to force the others to attack him. He wanted to make Wang Xiu cry in despair and let him know what was worse than death!

Wang Family and North Cliff Sword Sect's disciples lunged at Xilai Pangpang and Wang Wenzhong.

"Boom!"

Wang Wenzhong widened his eyes and rushed into the crowd. His bent spine grew taller and taller, and his bent body instantly became tall and straight. His entire body was covered in a red mist. It was because his Qi and blood were too strong, and it almost turned into mist outside his body.

His Qi rose to the peak, and he used a fist technique that he had never used before. Both of his fists were shining with a golden light, and they were extremely hot. They were like a blazing sun that illuminated the entire hall, and there was even a hint of a yin meridian cultivator in them.

Wang Wenzhong was like a wolf that had entered a flock of sheep. Every punch he threw caused the chest of the person who was sent flying to collapse. The person fell limply to the ground, and his hand was covering his chest. He was kowtowing with blood, and his eyes were filled with fear.

For a moment, wails of pain resounded throughout the battlefield. Only Xilai Pangpang was frowning, as if he was thinking about something.

"Die!"

With a low shout, a Wang Family member sneaked in front of Xilai Pangpang and stabbed him with a poisoned dagger. The dagger glowed with a green light, and Xilai Pangpang could smell the stench coming from it.

"Bang!"

Xilai Pangpang's fat thigh knocked away a member of the Wang Family. Gradually, his eyes became firm, determined, and fierce.

The battlefield was constantly changing. Xilai Pangpang used his bloodline cultivation technique, and his body quickly started to stir.

His face became as sharp as a knife, filled with a sense of standing. Large amounts of blood flowed out of his body, forming a blood-red long blade in his hand.

The blood-red long blade was like flowing water, extremely beautiful, and there was blood flowing on the edge of the blade.

Xilai Pangpang rushed towards Wang Wenzhong, helping him out of his predicament. Wherever the long knife went, a disciple of the North Cliff Sword Sect was cut in half at the waist, and his internal organs were scattered all over the ground. It was a very bloody scene.

"Hiss!"

The blood-red long blade was sucking blood, extracting the essence of the flesh and blood from the corpse. It was incomparably demonic. The blood-red long blade was growing, and even a trace of the essence of flesh and blood was being fed back to Xilai Pangpang.

"F * ck!" Ying Zui lost his words and cursed. While in a daze, he dodged the horizontal sword light.

Lifeless Arhat's expression was solemn. He said in a deep voice, "Heavenly Scroll of Blood Refining, the cultivation method of bloodline. Legend has it that it's the fifth young master of Xilai family. Didn't you come from the west to cultivate this cultivation method? Because of this, you have been hunted down by countless geniuses. In the end, he disappeared from the Black Sea at the border of the territory! "

"That's right. This cultivation technique is too terrifying. Not only does it devour the essence of flesh and blood, it also devours the essence of flesh and blood. It was created by the Blood Refining Patriarch eight thousand years ago. Later on, Ancestor Smelter slaughtered his entire sect, causing the land to be filled with grief. Finally, in the territory of the Xilai aristocratic family... He was killed by Patriarch Smelter until fifty years ago, when Patriarch Smelter used the Heavenly Scroll of Blood Refining once again! " Yeh Wumian narrowed his eyes and spoke indifferently.

Ying Zui was killing the enemies in front of him while observing Xilai Pangpang's condition.