Quickly Wear - FOD Extra 2

Chapter 12

On this day, Zi Xuan followed behind Zhou Yunsheng to lead dozens of killers to a vacant place. However, unexpectedly, by the time he managed to deal with one wave of killers, another wave suddenly emerged. He was exhausted dealing with the seemingly endless waves, each strike fierce with killing intent, which made him tired of dealing with it.

By the time he noticed that the situation had changed, he had two knife wounds on his body, and the unstable Zhenqi began to rush across the meridians again, nearly going out of control. He was ready to die here, with only one regret of not having seen that man for one last time, when unexpectedly, he suddenly heard clear laughter in the air. This shocked the killers' leader, then with a burst of Qi, blood spilled.

When a martial arts skill was trained to the extreme, not to mention flying flowers and leaves that can kill, even a look or a burst of sound waves, could also be turned into an invisible weapon, taking a human life in a flash.

Everyone was holding on to their heads and rolling on the ground. Before,they were full of enthusiasm and triumph; now they were full of sorrow and grief.

They never expected this interception. None of them had ever dealt with Zhou Yunsheng. That meant, all who have met him, had long become cold corpses. So, no one could publicize his terrible power. Thus, they didn't know how high Zhou Yunsheng's martial arts were, merely hearing people saying that he was almost at the same level of power as the monk Zi Xuan.

But now look again, how was this almost? He had reached an unpredictable level of the gods and ghosts. Only his voice sounded, the person was yet to be seen, and in a blink of an eye, it shattered the heads of more than a dozen people. Red and white brains spilled everywhere, such cruel means! Only one person in the field was unharmed and he looked around anxiously.

"Yu Canghai, you don't want to..." He ran with his internal force to persuade loudly, but before he finished speaking, he was touched by a stream of air as rigid as wood.

Fearing that someone might hurt him, Zhou Yunsheng suddenly descended from mid-air, took him into his arms and carried him away from the battle circle. He said, "Monk, thank you for your care these days. But your care will only make me feel worse if I don't solve this myself."

Bloody Description Ahead

Zi Xuan opened his mouth, but he was unable to make any sound. He could only watch him shoot into the crowd like a sharp arrow. In the blink of an eye, Zi Xuan saw him pinch the heads of two people, and then twist a man's belly around the neck of another person, causing them to hug together and die painfully.

People from the Central Plains paid much attention to martial arts. They should be sharp and beautiful. They regarded 'killing people from the shadows' as the highest level of killing. If they could stab an enemy with one hit, they would never require a second hit. The less blood spilled, the better. When things went wrong, they would brush off the dust on their clothes and leave like gentlemen.

On the contrary, Yu Canghai liked the scene of blood flowing into rivers with limbs lying everywhere. The stronger the smell of blood coming to his nose, the more excited he became. At last, a pair of tea-golden eyes completely turned red, as he ripped off limbs, pulled out human hearts, cut off human heads, and made the air around him splash three feet high frequently, dyeing a large area of red.

Where did he still look like a person? It was a wild beast, a desperate ghost, who transformed the picturesque world into a hell of corpses.

The surviving few already lost their morale, and knelt down close to him, kowtowing vigorously, and begging him for mercy. Sure enough, he raised his arm high, folded his five fingers into a knife, and cut off several heads in the blink of an eye. Several blood pillars sprang up and eventually, slowly turned into a mist of blood and poured over his head.