Chapter 363 - 181: Is He Going to Kill Again?
Chapter 363: Chapter 181: Is He Going to Kill Again?
The first matter was to find those bastards from the Northern Domain’s Celestial Eagle Alliance, grind their bones to dust, and avenge the innocent common folk.
The second... was to honor the Cyan Sheep Sect’s invitation.
Regardless of the Cyan Sheep Sect’s motives for inviting him to Celestial Martial Peak, or why they insisted on holding this Celestial Martial Grand Assembly.
The reasons didn’t matter... What mattered was that the Cyan Sheep Sect was the first to show him goodwill since he had set foot in the Northern Domain.
If others respect me an inch, I’ll respect them ten feet.
Having promised the Cyan Sheep Sect he would come, Fang Shuwen would certainly not break his word.
But now that he was here, why were the people of the Cyan Sheep Sect nowhere to be found?
Since he had a question, he naturally had to ask it.
Tong Jingchun laughed heartily:
"The Cyan Sheep Sect didn’t know their place, so naturally, they were all taken care of."
"Fang Shuwen, you..."
Fang Shuwen’s brows furrowed slightly. He had no patience to hear his second sentence.
His figure spun in a flash, and a palm descended from the sky. It was the Vajra Tower Throwing, aimed directly at Tong Jingchun.
Tong Jingchun sneered:
"You’re courting death!!"
He merely flicked a finger, and with a BUZZ, two streams of Sword Qi shot out.
The two streams of Sword Qi, one black and one white, were like the black and white stones on a chessboard. Once released, they soared like dragons in the heavens, naturally giving rise to a thousand variations.
This was Tong Jingchun’s ultimate technique, the Chess Swordsmanship!
The art lay in the profundity of its Sword Qi, which formed its own patterns, emulating the strategic alliances and rivalries on a chessboard. Once unleashed, the Sword Qi formed a net, making it difficult for one to escape.
But Fang Shuwen had no intention of escaping.
The Sword Qi was certainly sharp, but it collapsed on contact with Fang Shuwen’s absurdly unreasonable Palm Power.
With a deafening BOOM, before Tong Jingchun could even react, his Sword Qi had completely disintegrated.
Fang Shuwen’s palm descended, striking for the top of the man’s head.
Tong Jingchun was, after all, no pushover. At this critical juncture, he ignored the backlash from his dissipated energy and, in the nick of time, crossed his hands above his head to block Fang Shuwen’s palm.
But the moment the Palm Power made contact, he finally understood... what it meant to be a mantis trying to stop a chariot, to overestimate one’s own strength.
The Palm Power was devastatingly destructive. The instant his arms collided with it, they were shattered to pieces, offering no resistance whatsoever. The palm continued its descent, landing squarely on top of his head.
There was a dull THUD.
The crowd could only watch as Tong Jingchun’s head was driven straight into his chest cavity by the force of the blow.
With a turn of his heel, Fang Shuwen’s figure had already returned to its original spot.
Fast!
Too fast!
From the moment Tong Jingchun spoke to the moment Fang Shuwen returned to his spot, it had all happened in the blink of an eye.
People hadn’t even had time to turn their eyes to follow the details of the fight before Tong Jingchun, a man of extraordinary fame in the Northern Domain, was already dead on the spot.
It was so fast that they had no time to consider the level of Tong Jingchun’s Martial Arts, nor to speculate on the outcome of the battle. The result was simply laid bare before them.
At that moment, a sense of despair and terror began to sprout in the hearts of these experts from the Northern Domain.
They could accept that Fang Shuwen was unrivaled in Anyue City.
After all, there were no true masters in Anyue City.
People like Bai Hongzhou, the Master of the Meridian Hall, were indeed masters in their own right, but they were insignificant when considering the whole of the Northern Domain.
They could also accept that Fang Shuwen had left a trail of bodies, his robes stained with blood, on his journey here.
Because the people he had killed were still just a bunch of rogue wanderers.
For him to kill them with a wave of his hand seemed almost a matter of course.
But... who was Tong Jingchun?
Chess as Sword!
To say his Martial Arts were world-conquering would be an exaggeration, but he was undoubtedly a top-tier master in the Northern Domain Martial World.
Yet when Fang Shuwen killed him, it was as if he were killing a common, ordinary Jianghu wanderer.
Never mind the motley crowd of onlookers; in that instant, even Sword Master Geng’s heart had skipped a beat.
Looking back at Fang Shuwen, they saw his brows furrowed slightly:
"What was that... all flash and no substance."
"I don’t care what methods you used to lock up the people from the Cyan Sheep Sect. Now, release them."
As soon as he said this, everyone in front of the main hall couldn’t help but look toward Sword Master Geng.
Sword Master Geng’s face darkened. ’Why are these people looking at me?’ he thought. ’It wasn’t me who locked up the Cyan Sheep Sect members!’
Although the matter was related to him, Tong Jingchun had acted on his own authority.
Now, Sword Master Geng felt like he was being made a scapegoat.
And at this moment, he could not afford to yield...
He wasn’t just representing himself standing here now; he was representing the entire Sword God Palace.
So, Sword Master Geng took a deep breath and looked at Fang Shuwen:
"The Demon Evil God’s reputation is formidable, and his Martial Arts are world-conquering."
"But everything under the heavens is bound by the principle of reason."
"As the saying goes, with reason, one can travel the world; without it, one can’t take a single step..."
Fang Shuwen waved his hand impatiently:
"Spit it out. Stop beating around the bush. Say one more useless word, and I’ll kill you."
"..."
’This bastard really is unreasonable!!’
Sword Master Geng took another deep breath, glaring at Fang Shuwen:
"I just want to know one thing. Everyone in our Northern Domain says that you, Fang Shuwen, are a peerless hero, willing to stand against the entire Jianghu for the sake of an orphan girl."
"So why would such a person indiscriminately slaughter the innocent!?"
A slight smile touched the corners of Fang Shuwen’s lips. The reason he hadn’t killed the man instantly was that he had been waiting for this very sentence.
He spoke softly:
"And who, might I ask, have I killed?"
Sword Master Geng snorted coldly:
"If you don’t want others to know, don’t do it in the first place."