Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 161 - 108: Daoist Priest Fan’s Rampage! A Punch That Explodes Through the Air! (Subscribe please) _2

Chapter 161: 108: Daoist Priest Fan’s Rampage! A Punch That Explodes Through the Air! (Subscribe please) _2

There were seven or eight zombies.

Died on the spot!

Dodging a zombie that lunged to bite him, Fan Wu felt that the zombie’s sharp teeth and claws couldn’t penetrate his skin defense.

But some mindless zombies attacked places that were truly indescribable.

Against those special spots, you still had to dodge a bit.

Fan Wu grabbed a zombie by the head with one hand.

His palm surged with Power instantly.

The zombie’s head, as tough as bronze and iron, immediately caved in, and his hand blazed like a branding iron, sending a large amount of Yin Energy steaming from the zombie’s skull.

Causing it to howl repeatedly in agony.

The City God’s Command stabbed obliquely into the zombie’s chin, piercing right through the back of its head.

The ghastly scream emanating from the zombie’s throat.

Came to an abrupt stop within a moment.

They were one terrifying zombie after another, yet in front of Fan Wu, they were like a cluster of children.

This comparison with a group of zombies was quite strange.

But it felt just right and fitting.

...

The commotion from the hundred-meter-deep cavern could faintly be heard above.

Monk Zhi Kong swung his Nine Rings Broadsword fiercely at Zhu Ying, driving back the Village Chief of Three Realms Village, his brows furrowed as he gazed toward the ruins of the ancestral hall and the deep, dark pit.

He vaguely heard the howling from below the pit and could even feel the chilling Yin Energy and Evil Qi emanating from it.

Zhi Kong didn’t know what dangers lay below, but he could guess that Daoist Priest Fan must have entered combat mode.

Daoist Priest Fan must be fighting some ghastly creature down there.

"Tch... Stop looking, he’s as good as dead," Zhu Ying, wiping a streak of blood from his face, felt a twitch in his eyelid from the slight pain of the wound, and scoffed, "No matter how powerful that stinking Taoist Priest is, he won’t last long."

"Down there are twenty-some ancestors of our Zhu Family. If all these ancestors each rise up, they could slaughter an entire county!"

"Just an audacious Taoist Priest dares to enter, truly courting death!"

"He truly is recklessly bold!"

"Amitabha." Monk Zhi Kong shook his head and said to Zhu Ying, "Perhaps the ancestors of the Zhu Family are indeed powerful, but you don’t understand how formidable Daoist Priest Fan is."

"Ha! Just a stinking..." As Zhu Ying was about to say something, he swiftly dodged again.

With a grim expression, he fixed his murderous gaze on Yun Jiuqing.

"Another sneak attack!" Zhu Ying gritted his teeth in anger!

Yun Jiuqing had no time for his nonsense; someone who insulted Daoist Priest Fan wasn’t worth talking to.

She launched another talisman from her hand.

Just as Zhu Ying was about to block it, Monk Zhi Kong was already upon him, with the Nine Rings Broadsword descending on his head with ferocious force.

Zhu Ying broke out in a cold sweat!

It took all the strength of nine bulls and two tigers for him to just barely dodge both attacks simultaneously.

That damn son of the Fu Family had no sense of martial virtue whatsoever, always attacking when he was off guard or dueling with the Monk, suddenly ambushing from the shadows.

And this damn Monk was unlike any other he knew of. Weren’t monks supposed to be compassionate? Since when do they wield a blade and strike at a person’s vitals?

A moment ago, if not for Zhu Ying’s swift reaction and quick dodge,

He might have had his head chopped off.

He might have met his death right then and there.

A sense of urgency began to surge within Zhu Ying’s heart, and he occasionally glanced towards the pitch-dark pit.

Bitter resentment gnawed at him inside.

What the hell was that stinking Taoist Priest made of?

How could he last so long before the ancestors?

If the ancestors didn’t come out to help their descendant soon, he feared today would be his end!

As for those house servants enticed by Silver to help...

Each and every one was utterly useless!

All of those servants were already lying on the ground, wailing continuously.

They had all been crippled by Yun Jiuqing.

Yun Jiuqing was surely no match for Zhu Ying, perhaps even falling swiftly in direct combat,

But against these ordinary servants,

Yun Jiuqing slaughtered with wild abandon!

"Amitabha, Donor, you should surrender peacefully!" Monk Zhi Kong struck again with his blade, the Nine Rings Broadsword tearing through the air, emitting a sharp screech; each stroke aimed right at the vitals.

Zhu Ying’s eyes darkened, "Enough talk! Once our Zhu Family ancestors come out and slay that stinking Taoist Priest, you two will also die here! And that ox outside, I’m going to cook it, I’m going to eat it!"

...

Unfortunately for Zhu Ying, the ancestors of the Zhu Family he mentioned probably didn’t have the ability to come out and help him with any trouble anymore.

Because Fan Wu, in the hundred meters below, was on a frenzied killing spree like an unparalleled reaper cutting grass!

Zombie after zombie, not knowing what fear was,

Rushed toward Fan Wu one after another, as if vowing to stop only with his death.

For Fan Wu, there was no panic in this.

On the contrary, he was quite excited!

The City God’s Command flew from Fan Wu’s hand, striking several steps away into a zombie’s chest. Then it drilled through the zombie’s back and entered another zombie’s head. Next, it flew out from one zombie’s skull to strike the shoulder of a third consecutive unfortunate one.