Dandy Pill God-Chapter 133: Three Moves, I Will Kill You!

"Seeking death! Do you know who you’re talking to?"

As Shi Feng and his two comrades grasped the situation, their expressions turned incredibly grim.

Jiang Huan, with his narrow eyes, took a step forward, his gaze ice-cold as he looked towards Zhu Fei, Lin Hao, and Zhou Yun.

Eventually, his eyes settled on Zhu Fei, who had just spoken.

"Boy, I’ll give you a chance to live. Leave behind everything you’ve found here, then disable your own cultivation, or else I, Jiang Huan, will make sure your blood is spilled within five paces!"

While he spoke, Jiang Huan had already drawn a Soft Sword from his person, pointing it straight at Zhu Fei’s chest!

The Soft Sword was dangerously sharp, exuding a suffocating chill, and its invisible aura made both Lin Hao and Zhou Yun sense an inexplicable intent to kill.

Seeing this, Zhu Fei’s eyes suddenly narrowed, dangerous lights flickering within.

He could tell that the strength of the three before him was not weak—two at the late stages of Dark Energy and one at Dark Energy Perfection.

If it were before he obtained the Magic Artifact sword, facing these three, Zhu Fei would not have had more than a thirty percent chance of victory, and it would not have been easy for him to walk away unscathed.

But now, it was different. With the Magic Artifact sword in hand, if he faced all three head-on, his odds of winning should be around sixty percent.

If he could catch them off guard and kill all three, it might well be possible.

So in the next moment, without giving in, Zhu Fei stepped forward too, exuding an overwhelming presence that obliterated the aura emanated by Jiang Huan.

"Jiang Huan, don’t start a fight here. Let’s step outside first."

Just then, Shi Feng, who was standing behind Jiang Huan, suddenly spoke up; obviously, he did not want the potential scuffle to affect the Spiritual Medicines in the garden behind them.

In his view, those Spiritual Medicines were now his, and he would not allow anyone to damage them. frёewebnoѵēl.com

"Understood, senior brother Shi Feng."

Jiang Huan responded and then walked out of the Medicine Garden cave with Shi Feng and the yellow-clothed strongman, into the main hall of the stone chamber.

Zhu Fei did not stop the three men. In fact, his thoughts matched those of Shi Feng.

Those Spiritual Medicines in the garden belonged to him and Lin Hao, and even if there were to be a confrontation later, he would never engage with the enemy inside the Medicine Garden cave.

"Heh heh, boy, perhaps you are unaware of the identity of us three. Let me enlighten you, we are outer disciples of the Zhenwu Sect."

"If you have any sense, hurry and hand over everything you’ve obtained here, then do as I said earlier: disable your own cultivation. Otherwise, we won’t hesitate to ensure you remain here forever."

Jiang Huan’s sinister sneer sent a mocking glance towards Zhu Fei and his companions.

"What? They are actually disciples of the legendary Zhenwu Sect! This is bad! Brother Zhu, we may be in some trouble now."

Lin Hao’s complexion changed instantly as he whispered anxiously to Zhu Fei.

Zhu Fei’s eyes also tightened. He had not expected the Zhenwu Sect to have such a profound background.

If these three were merely outer disciples of the Zhenwu Sect and already possessed such cultivation, what would the cultivation levels of the Inner Sect disciples be like?

Could it be that within the Zhenwu Sect, there were Martial Artists who had surpassed Perfect Power Realm?

No! The greater the origin of these three men, the less I can allow them to leave. Otherwise, if I were to be listed as an enemy by that kind of Sect, there would be endless troubles and everlasting complications in the future.

With this thought, Zhu Fei’s eyes suddenly turned sharp, and his aura rose repeatedly, the thick killing intent directly locked onto Shi Feng and his two companions.

Hmm, there’s an intent to kill.

Shi Feng’s brow briefly rose as he met Zhu Fei’s gaze head-on, immediately detecting the cold light in the latter’s eyes.

"Such audacity! To dare harbor murderous intentions against members of the Zhenwu Sect! Boy, you’re dead meat now! Not even the king of heaven could save you today!"

A fierce look crossed Shi Feng’s face as he suddenly instructed Jiang Huan, "Jiang Huan, kill all three of them! Don’t hold back!"

"Yes!"

Jiang Huan first responded upon hearing Shi Feng’s command, then looked at Zhu Fei and his companions with a cold, sinister laugh:

"How about it? You all heard what my senior brother Shi Feng said, right? Is it going to be you cutting yourselves down, or do I need to take action personally?"

"I should warn you that if I have to do it myself, your fates will be far worse than just death."

Clearly, neither Shi Feng nor Jiang Huan, or even the yellow-clothed strongman, saw Zhu Fei and his two companions as worthy opponents.

Due to their status as disciples of the Zhenwu Sect and their strength, they didn’t merely consider the three people in front of them to be insignificant; even if a Martial Artist of equal cultivation were to come after them, they would never be a match for the three.

"Are you three going a bit too far?"

Lin Hao’s face was iron blue, and even though he was very cautious of the three people’s strength as well as their backgrounds, he couldn’t help but feel angry at their overwhelming pressure.

"Too far? Tsk tsk, you think this is unacceptable? Hehe, it might benefit you to know that our actions towards you right now are actually quite merciful."

"But since you’ve said so now, I might as well let you truly experience what it means to be excessive later."

Jiang Huan wore a mocking expression, and then his narrow, slanted eyes suddenly fixed onto Zhou Yun, who was standing next to Lin Hao, instantly revealing a lecherous gaze.

"Hehe, I presume this woman must be your lover, right? She’s a bit old for the annual ritual, but she does look quite decent. I’ll take special care of her for you later."

"Bastard! You..."

"Enough, Brother Lin. Leave the rest to me."

Zhu Fei exhaled, stopping Lin Hao who was about to charge forward, and said coldly, "Why bother with a man who’s as good as dead? He’s not worth it."

As he spoke, Zhu Fei’s gaze sharpened once again, like an unsheathed sword, piercing straight into Jiang Huan’s eyes.

"Three moves, and you will be dead!"

"Ha ha! You’ve got to be kidding, kid? Talking big, daring to say within three moves you’ll..."

Jiang Huan suddenly burst into unrestrained laughter. However, before he completed his sentence, a fierce gust of Wind Blade suddenly shot towards his face!

"Qi Sword Skill!"

Zhu Fei didn’t waste words with Jiang Huan, extending a finger and shooting out a strand of Sword Qi directly.

"Ah! Kid, how dare you ambush me! You deserve to die!"

A blood hole suddenly exploded in Jiang Huan’s right shoulder, leading him to believe that he had been caught off guard and ambushed by Zhu Fei.

"True Dragon Fist!"

"Boom!"

A look of extreme ferocity suddenly appeared in Jiang Huan’s triangular eyes.

He saw his hand slightly bend, as Dark Energy surged through the meridians in his arm, crazily flooding into his fist.

A low dragon chant sound suddenly emanated from his fist wind, charging straight towards Zhu Fei’s face!

"Kid, go to hell!"

"Second move! Storm Slash!"

Zhu Fei’s figure abruptly twisted, and Jiang Huan’s fist wind barely grazed past his body.

Immediately, a series of sharp, green Qi streams appeared atop Jiang Huan’s fist.

With the spiral Qi Force of the Wind Blade, it took no more than the blink of an eye to completely shred Jiang Huan’s palm into a pile of mush!

The sudden turn of events happened in the blink of an eye; not only could Jiang Huan himself not react, but even Shi Feng and the man in the yellow clothes watching from the side couldn’t fully grasp what had happened.

By the time they came to their senses, Zhu Fei’s finger was already pointing directly at Jiang Huan’s forehead!

"How dare you! Stop it! If you dare to kill my junior disciple, I’ll have your entire family buried with him!"

"Dream on!"

Zhu Fei seemed to ignore the threats from Shi Feng and the man in yellow clothes from afar.

His gaze was fierce, his expression cold, and the finger pointing at Jiang Huan’s forehead not only didn’t retract but also accelerated a bit more.

"Ah! No! Brother Shi Feng, save me quickly..."

"Die!"

"Shi shi shi shi shi shi..."

Before Jiang Huan could finish speaking, Zhu Fei’s Qi Sword Qi’s sharp Sword Qi had already shot into his forehead like a burst of machine gun bullets!

Instantly, Jiang Huan’s head was pierced, blood and brain matter splattered! He died on the spot!

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