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Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 235 - 126: Slaughtering Through the Prefecture’s Fu Clan! Another Day of Doing "Good Deeds" (10,000-Word Mega - , Please Subscribe)_6
The sensation of a longsword piercing through a living body was also absent.
Instead, he felt a powerful rebounding force traveling up the blade of the magic artifact longsword to the hilt, and then to the palm of his hand gripping the hilt.
At that moment.
This cultivator from the Fu Clan felt as if his palm had been pounded by hundreds of punches, the burning pain nearly causing him to drop the longsword in his hand.
He looked on in shock to see that at the base of his palm, the skin had already burst open.
Blood was streaming out!
And the madman in front of him was completely unharmed; his thrust aimed at a vital point had failed even to pierce the skin!
How was that possible!
That one thrust should have been enough to pierce even normal steel, let alone anything else, right?
But...
Could it be that the body of this madman in front of him was as hard as steel?
No!
If it were merely as tough as steel, that thrust of his would have pierced through long ago!
Just what sort of creature was this maniac?
Was he...
Could he really be human?!
With such a frighteningly tough physique, could he actually be a humanoid demon or devil?
In his shock.
He suddenly saw the madman turn to look back at him, and then he heard the other speak these words, "It’s been quite some time since someone called me ’madman.’"
Having said that.
The cultivator from the Fu Clan only saw Fan Wu flick his wrist and then he saw a figure being thrown at him like a giant hammer.
He wanted to strike out with his sword, but he knew the figure being hurled at him was the Eldest Young Master of his own Fu Clan!
If he were to cut down with his sword...
He would harm the Eldest Young Master of the Fu Clan!
Damn it!
How could this madman be so despicable?
In this hurried state of panic, he no longer had time to dodge. The body of the Fu Clan’s Eldest Young Master collided intimately and at close range with this cultivator’s body in the blink of an eye.
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
Bone fractures occurred simultaneously within both their bodies, and they both spit out a mouthful of blood. The unlucky swordsman who held the blade was sent flying out directly.
The Eldest Young Master of the Fu Clan, used by Fan Wu as a weapon, was held tightly by the neck, motionless like a dead dog, wanting to resist but powerless to do so.
Fan Wu applied a bit more strength to his grip and could hear clearly the sound of bones breaking one after another.
He could also hear the sound of shattered bones piercing flesh.
In his hands.
The eyes of the Fu Clan’s Eldest Young Master bulged like a frog’s, his face turned extremely red, with blood vessels spreading in the whites of his eyes and veins on his face standing out pronouncedly.
The suffocation and pain at his neck caused his brain to experience intense dizziness.
Fan Wu’s face grew more and more unreal in his eyes.
Until everything before him plunged into darkness.
His consciousness sank completely into silence.
The Eldest Young Master of the Fu Clan, with his 60 Attribute Points in Power, was unable to muster any resistance whatsoever in Fan Wu’s grip.
Before many of the Fu Clan’s cultivators could even react.
He had lost his life!
With a loosening of Fan Wu’s hand, the body of the Fu Clan’s Eldest Young Master fell limp and slumped to the ground. His 60 points of Power Attribute were of no use whatsoever,
Fan Wu’s calm gaze turned toward the others, and those cultivators from the Fu Clan felt their breathing almost stop as he looked at them!
They were very much aware of just how powerful the Eldest Young Master’s Taoist magic and abilities were.
Yet... even the Eldest Young Master was no match for this thief!
A chill had already crept up everyone’s spine,
making their scalps tingle.
Absolute terror.
Some even began to harbor thoughts of retreat, but how could Fan Wu, who had already broken into the Fu Clan mansion, possibly let these people escape under his watch?
Those more "ordinary" members of the Fu Clan outside, Fan Wu could ignore, for those fellows wouldn’t yield any Free Attribute Points.
But it was different with those inside, even the weakest among them had a [Power]attribute of 10 points.
The next instant,
the entire Fu Clan mansion transformed into a purgatory of battling demons, and dealing with a Cultivator family devoid of any bottom line, Fan Wu saw no need for mercy or compassion.
Or maybe those four words simply didn’t exist in Daoist Priest Fan’s dictionary.
None of the Fu Clan Cultivators could withstand a single exchange with him.
The kind of strength that could shatter a person with one punch.
It was enough to whiten everyone’s faces with fear, enough to terrify them into mispronouncing their Taoist incantations.
A Fu Clan Cultivator charged at Fan Wu like a madman, only to be met with a direct kick to the face from Fan Wu.
The man was sent flying dozens of steps away and smashed a huge hole in the wall, his body buried under a pile of bricks and rubble.
Fan Wu grabbed a fellow attempting to flee with one hand,
and with just a poke of one finger, his finger pierced through the back of the man’s head like a bullet, causing the escapee to slump to the ground, lifeless.
The fear brought about by the proximity of death caused them to forget their previous arrogance, and also wiped away their prior rage.
"Brave warrior! Brave warrior!" another Fu Clan Cultivator’s legs went weak when Fan Wu’s hand landed on his shoulder, causing him to kneel on the ground, crying and terrified.
He spoke rapidly, his voice quivering, "This has nothing to do with me! I’m just a sideline member of the Fu Clan! I don’t even have half of the Fu bloodline, if you’re looking for trouble with the Fu Clan, you can go find them!"
"Like... like this one!" He hastily pointed at another Fu Clan Cultivator, then continued, "Don’t be fooled by his righteous appearance, in reality, he keeps a few evil spirits privately and has used them to kill quite a few commoners!"
"And... and the one you kicked to death, that guy was involved with Xin Feng Building! Back then, it was him along with several people from the clan who captured a group of wronged ghosts to harm others."
"I know you are targeting the Fu Clan because of Xin Feng Building, brave warrior, because the Eldest Young Master’s Qin Tian Division has reported everything that happened today back to the Fu Clan."
"Right! The purpose of Xin Feng Building is to collect a large amount of living human Yang energy! The Fu Clan’s Family Head, he’s on his last legs, he has a secret technique that can prolong life. But it requires a vast amount of Yang energy, and such a quantity of Yang energy will shorten other people’s lifespans!"
"The Family Head, in his desperation to cling to life, has drawn an astonishing amount of Yang energy over the years, involving at least hundreds of human lives! Xin Feng Building is one such place of filth!"
"Such places, the Fu Clan has a dozen or more, big and small, throughout the Prefecture, it’s just that Xin Feng Building is the biggest."
"The Family Head... the Family Head is inside the mansion! He previously said that the Fu Clan was bound to face a disaster today, and he had made his preparations."
"But, but I don’t know what exactly he meant by preparations, he just ordered the Eldest Young Master to bring us here to stop you."
"And there’s more! There’s also..."
Just so he could live,
the man wracked his brain, spilling everything he knew. Among these things, the most he divulged was the wicked deeds of certain people in the Fu Clan.
As for whether he was exaggerating, only he himself would know.
His speech was alarmingly fast as he added, "It was the second son of the Family Head, the Qing Tian Division’s Hundred Household, he sent someone to the Fu Clan to smear you!"
"It’s not related to me, I... I didn’t lift a hand against you just now!"
Fan Wu glanced down at him, "Tsk, let me ask you, are you more innocent than those people you’ve mentioned?"
The man was taken aback, "Ah?!"
Unable to utter a single word, he became so anxious that sweat began to bead on his forehead.
Seeing him like this, Fan Wu released his hold with a slap, and the man’s head spun several times before falling to the ground. The anxious expression on his face was frozen in place.
With an unperturbed gaze, Fan Wu glanced at the man’s corpse,
and muttered to himself, "If you hesitate this long, aren’t you just as complicit? It seems that the dark and twisted secrets hidden in the large families of the Prefecture are more numerous than those in the most sullied of places."
So today, Daoist Priest Fan was indirectly enacting Heaven’s retribution, wasn’t he? Another day well spent doing good deeds!
The smile on Fan Wu’s face,
was especially ferocious.
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