Chapter 87: Audacity in the Qi Drawing Realm_1

Chapter 87: Audacity in the Qi Drawing Realm_1

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No matter how much Song Qiang wanted to kill Xu Fan before, the moment he saw Xu Fan, Song Qiang’s head felt ice-cold.

Chen Miao, the third senior brother, did not appear as agreed; instead, Xu Fan had found his way inside Warehouse No. 74. Could there have been some mishap with the plan?

“No need to look for your lackeys; they’ve already gone below to scout the path for you,” Xu Fan said with a cold laugh as he saw the shock in Song Qiang’s eyes.

“Impossible, weren’t you supposed to be out buying things? How did you find this place!” Song Qiang exclaimed.

“I, am everywhere!” Xu Fan said darkly.

“Heh heh... Stop playing god and ghost in front of me. You simply came early to seek death. ‘You refused the path to heaven but barged into hell with no door to enter.’ Now, it’s just perfect. I will kill you first and then kidnap your daughter to drink her blood,” Ghost Life Twelve chuckled sinisterly, revealing a set of ghastly white teeth.

“You’ve summoned a couple of ants and now dare to provoke the tiger! Song Qiang, you are bound to die today. Not even Jesus can save you, mark my words!” Xu Fan pointed at Song Qiang, his expression turning murderous.

“Heh heh, think you can kill my disciple? First, you have to get past me. I will let you see now who the real ant is!” Ghost Life Twelve said with a laugh born of extreme anger, his skeletal body leaping down from the table in an instant.

“Right! Xu Fan, do you really think you can still touch a single hair on me? My master is a reclusive expert of Yan Country. He can turn you to ash with just one hand,” Song Qiang, bolstered by having Ghost Life Twelve at his back, jeered at Xu Fan.

“A mere jumping clown. Today, I, your emperor, will obliterate you in body and spirit!” After Xu Fan spoke, he did not wait for Ghost Life Twelve to reply. With a flicker, he appeared in front of Ghost Life Twelve, his right fist carrying a thunderous force, smashing viciously towards Ghost Life Twelve’s face.

In Xu Fan’s hand, a stream of Golden Qi ignited, grabbing Gui Sheng Twelve’s bone claws.

Gui Sheng Twelve felt an intense pain in his arm, which Xu Fan firmly controlled, like being clamped by iron pliers. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t break free.

The blood-red True Qi attached to Gui Sheng Twelve’s bone claws, upon encountering Xu Fan’s Golden Qi, was immediately suppressed. In less than two seconds, the blood-red True Qi was completely dissolved.

“My Yin Mara True Qi!” Gui Sheng Thirteen bellowed. This blood-red True Qi was his unmatched Magical Treasure in fighting enemies; if ordinary people were touched even slightly, they would be corroded away just as if splashed with concentrated sulfuric acid, leaving nothing but bones.

Gui Sheng Twelve had defeated many experts with his extremely malevolent Yin Mara True Qi, yet he never expected that Xu Fan would possess an even more formidable Golden Qi, which clearly could restrain his Yin Mara True Qi.

“How could such sly tricks withstand the Power of the Great Dao!” The Golden Qi in Xu Fan’s palm suddenly surged, covering his entire arm in a golden glow.

And the arm of Gui Sheng Twelve, which Xu Fan was holding, was penetrated by the Golden Qi after the blood-red True Qi was exhausted.

“Ah!” Gui Sheng Twelve let out a sharp, agonized scream.

Xu Fan’s Golden Qi, like the fire of the sun, scorched his arm, feeling as though it was thrust into a steel furnace over a thousand degrees; no imagination was needed to know his agony.

“Let go of me!” Gui Sheng Twelve mustered all his strength, trying to withdraw his arm from Xu Fan’s grasp, but how could Xu Fan possibly let him go, his grip on Gui Sheng Twelve’s arm unyielding.

“Ah!” A flicker of despair crossed Gui Sheng Twelve’s face, seeing no way to pull his arm from Xu Fan’s grip, he turned his right hand into a blade and chopped at his own left arm.

With a “swoosh,” Gui Sheng Twelve’s left arm was severed clean off. Clutching the stump, he didn’t have time to cry out in pain as he dashed toward the warehouse door with ghostly speed.