Saint Blood Slaughtering the Heaven/C51 The Flower Picker Amitou
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C51 The Flower Picker Amitou

At night, the dark curtain descends, as if there was a layer of black smog... It mercilessly enveloped the world, and the scenery was invisible. It made people look up at the sky, looking for the light in the sun. In the sky, the black curtain was the same. Stars couldn't be seen, soft moons couldn't be seen. The entire sky was dark and lonely, as if it was infusing deathly stillness into the night.

The lights in Ye City were dim, and they were scattered all over the city. Just like the candle flame that was blown by the wind, it was faintly discernible. It added some warmth to this silent night. It made people feel that they were still alive in this world, and would not be swallowed by this deathly silent night.

The Huang Mansion located in the center of Ye City was currently brightly lit. The crowd moved. Quite a number of muscular men dressed in neat clothes were carrying lanterns as they walked back and forth outside the Huang Mansion. Their eyes were wide open, as if they were facing a great enemy. Even the slightest movement would immediately attract their attention.

In the Huang Mansion, there were patrols every ten steps and every five steps. During this period, many servants and guards patrolled the surroundings. Everyone held their breath and did not even dare to breathe. They carefully looked around, afraid that they would miss something.

Looking at this scene, let alone someone sneaking in, even a mosquito flying over would be discovered immediately, but the reality was not the case. In a courtyard, in a dark place where the lights could not reach, a figure was hiding there, dressed in black. He used a black scarf to cover his head and face, only revealing a pair of eyes. Like a black fog, he completely blended into the darkness.

At this moment, his eyes were filled with a shocking light as he stared at the two houses in the courtyard without moving. One of these two houses was Huang Wan'er's boudoir, and the other one was. It was Duanmu Kuang, who had just moved in to protect Huang Wan'er.

The lights in both rooms were on, and the room was brightly lit. Through the lights, one could vaguely see a man's figure in one of the rooms. He was sitting in the room, and in the other room... It seemed that the person inside had already fallen asleep. The men in black only looked at the room, but did not move. Hesitation flashed in its eyes. It was as if there was a conflict in his heart and he hesitated.

A group of guards patrolled over, and the men in black stuck close to the shadows. There was no sound, and the guards did not notice anything unusual. Soon, they walked in front of the men in black. After the guards had walked far away, the men in black stuck its head out to look at the room. A moment later, the men in black's eyes flashed with a bright light, as if it had made a decision. He walked out from the shadows and headed towards one of the rooms.

Men in black's footsteps were very light. He landed on the ground without making a sound. His figure was very fast. After a few leaps, he arrived outside the window of the room. He did not attract anyone's attention. He stuck his head out to look around, and then leaned against the window to listen. Then, he took out a sharp blade as thin as a cicada's wing from his pocket and cut across the lock of the window. He carefully opened the window and went in.

The men in black's movements were experienced and skillful. From opening the window to entering the room to closing the window, it was done in one go. There was no pause. It was obvious that this person was used to this path. This kind of thing was often done. The men in black entered the room and carefully sized it up. Only then did he slowly walk towards the pink bed in the room. His eyes were burning with passion.

The pink bed was very big, and the curtains of the bed were tightly covered. From the gap between the curtains of the bed, one could see a slender body lying on the side. This body was wearing thin pajamas, and the blanket was wide open. The curves were extremely graceful, and the buttocks on the side were even more perfectly round and perky. Under the light, it gave off a charming luster.

"Coo..." men in black swallowed a mouthful of saliva. The expression in his eyes became even more scorching. It was as if he was a wild beast that wanted to eat humans. He took out a scarf from his bosom and opened the bed curtain. Just as he was about to use the silk towel to stuff the mouth of the person on the bed, a voice exploded on the bed, "Mad Dragon Palm!"

A blood-red palm quickly grew bigger in the eyes of the men in black when it turned around. A roaring blood dragon covered his entire pupils. This palm carried a force that could topple mountains and overturn seas. Another ten thousand jin force heavily slammed onto the men in black's body.

"Peng!" "With two loud bangs, the men in black flew backwards like a kite with a broken string. Along the way, it smashed the door and fell into the courtyard. The blood mist scattered all over the ground.

"Amihu, where are you going?" Duanmu Kuang angrily shouted and jumped up from the bed. He followed the flying men in black and rushed out. He completely ignored Huang Wan'er, who was already frightened to the point of losing color on the bed.

All of the Yuan Qi in his body was rolling and surging. It was as if it was going to come out from his body. Both of his palms were completely red and there were blood dragons in each of his palms. A deep roar was heard. Duanmu Kuang stood still on the spot, completely fearless of Amihu being an Essence Opening Stage warrior. He looked at Amihu, who was wearing a black robe and a mask on his face, and his eyes were filled with a monstrous fighting intent.

Duanmu Kuang wanted to kill him while he was down! Before Amihu could stand up, Duanmu Kuang attacked again and again. The blood dragon roared in his palm, as if it was going to blow open the void along the way. With a rumbling sound, Amihu pushed himself up and dodged the attack. The blood red palm force crashed onto the ground. * Hong Long...... *

For a moment, the entire courtyard was filled with mud and water, dust and dirt flying everywhere, covering everyone's eyes. Duanmu Kuang shouted loudly, and continued to raise his palm in pursuit. Amihu, however, recovered his strength. Yellow Heaven and Earth Vital Energy gathered around his entire body, and entered into battle mode. His palm formed an earthen yellow ball of light that flew towards Duanmu Kuang furiously. Abyhu was using an earth attribute martial skill, and under the use of his Essence Opening Stage cultivation base... The yellow ball of light seemed to be filled with an energy that could destroy the heavens and earth.

Duanmu Kuang was startled. He raised his palm to meet the attack, and the blood dragon roared out. It also struck heavily at Abyhu. The blood dragon and the yellow ball of light collided and produced a rumbling sound. The two streams of Yuan Qi violently collided in midair, causing the air to buzz.

Riot of Yuan Qi burst forth in the courtyard like a tornado. It destroyed everything in its surroundings, including the trees. The beams of the house collapsed, and many flowers and plants were uprooted by the fluctuating Yuan Qi. They were scattered all over the place.

The loud sound of the two exchanging blows had long alarmed the entire Huang Manor. Everyone gathered at a distance, not daring to approach... The exchange between these two was too terrifying, a single palm from them would be enough to take their lives. Furthermore, the Yuan Qi fluctuations from the exchange between the two were too violent. Even if they wanted to approach, they would not be able to.

"Peng! The sphere of light and the blood dragon dissipated at the same time, bringing with it a powerful Yuan Qi fluctuation. It spread out in all directions. Just as their palms collided, Duanmu Kuang was forced back more than a dozen steps. Amihu also took a few steps back, but the difference in strength was obvious. Obviously, Duanmu Kuang had lost.

Duanmu Kuang shook his hand. Amihu's power was beyond his expectations. The palm just now had made his entire arm numb. The blood and Qi in his body was also shaken to the point of tumbling. He almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

When his eyes met Amihu's again, a look of understanding appeared on Duanmu Kuang's face. What he expected was right. This city lord was indeed Amihu, and Amihu was also the city lord.

After listening to Huang Xiong's words today, he began to doubt the city lord. The city lord's visit to the Huang family had strengthened his speculation. However, he didn't have any evidence, so he secretly allied with Huang Wan'er. Although Huang Wan'er was a girl, she was also very bold. She actually agreed to let him hide in her bed, but if it was not so... Perhaps Huang Wan'er had already been taken away by the City Lord without a sound.

After the intense battle, the black cloth wrapped around Amihu's face had long fallen off. He had the head of a leopard and the nose of a lion. Who else could he be if he wasn't the City Lord? At this moment, the city lord's facial expression was extremely ugly. He had given up. He had given it to this outer circle disciple of the Five Mountain Sect who was only at the Mid Xiantian realm. This brat had long suspected him. He had secretly tricked him. Now that his identity had been exposed... His reputation in his life was completely ruined.

"What's going on? Why is this men in black the City Lord?"

"How is this possible? How could the City Lord be the Flower Picking Pirate Amihu? I don't believe it."

"Is the City Lord Amihu? Can anyone tell me what's going on?"

"What a joke. Every time the City Lord ordered us to catch the flower picker Amihu, it turns out that the flower picker is himself."

The people who were surrounding the courtyard were stunned. The City Lord was actually the flower picker, Amihu. This made them unable to believe it. One should know that the City Lord was usually dignified. He had quite a reputation in Ye City, even if he knew that Amihu was an Essence Opening Stage warrior. No one had ever doubted that the City Lord of Ye City was the only one who had reached the Essence Opening Stage, but everything that happened in front of them made them have no choice but to believe it.

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