369: 219 two pieces_2 369: 219 two pieces_2 Boom!
The blood-colored tentacles, unstoppable in their momentum, rushed forward and collided with Shen Jinsong.
“What?!” Shen Jinsong paled in shock as the evolved blood-colored tentacles had greatly increased in strength.
His sword qi was futile!
In desperation, he quickly crossed his arms in front of his chest to block.
The next instant, a mighty force solidly struck him.
Shen Jinsong grunted, his body lifted from the ground and he was sent flying backward, blood instantly seeping from the corners of his mouth.
Moreover, his arms lost sensation and the long sword slipped from his grasp.
As he had just been flung into the air, the blood-colored tentacles suddenly surged upwards and smashed down.
Boom!
Like a heavy hammer, Shen Jinsong was brutally smashed down, creating a large crater on the ground.
“Wow~”
A mouthful of old blood spewed out!
Shen Jinsong felt as if all his bones were dislocated and his breathing chaotic and extremely uncomfortable.
It was too strong!
The force unleashed by the blood-colored tentacles had at least reached three hundred and fifty thousand pounds, far surpassing the First Stage of Demon Transformation!
This was just a single blood-colored tentacle.
If two of them struck together, he probably would have been killed instantly.
Before he could catch his breath, the blood-colored tentacles dove down again, coiled around him tightly, and lifted him up.
Wrapped in that terrifying force, Shen Jinsong was utterly immobilized while a domineering power continuously infiltrated his body.
“Dad!”
“Uncle!”
Shen Yubai and Shen Yuren almost simultaneously rushed towards Fang Zhixing, swinging their swords in strikes that tore through the air, resplendent in their brilliance!
But Fang Zhixing merely wielded the second blood-colored tentacle to easily block their sword qi.
Effortlessly handling three foes at once.
“Quick, run…”
Shen Jinsong’s face was filled with terror, trying to warn his son and nephew, but he couldn’t finish his sentence.
Poof~
Shen Jinsong’s body exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist that was instantly absorbed by the blood-colored tentacles.
Instantly, the second blood-colored tentacle also swelled significantly, growing to ten meters.
“Refreshing!”
Fang Zhixing’s smile blossomed, feeling an unprecedented strength flowing endlessly and boundlessly.
In that instant, his blood-red eyes mirrored scenes from all around him.
One could see!
In the night, several figures were spread out nearby, stealthily lurking in the shadows, spying on the battle.
Fang Zhixing’s lips slightly lifted, and he conveyed a message to Xigou.
Ten Xigous and one true body, idle and unable to intervene in a battle of the Nine Ox Realm, had no way to offer any help.
“Leave it to me,” he said.
Xigou, suddenly receiving the order, dispersed and charged out.
Fang Zhixing retracted his gaze, turned his head, and his eyes fell upon Shen Yubai and Shen Yuren.
They couldn’t help shivering, completely breathless.
The death of Shen Jinsong had brought them endless shock, mingling fury and fear till their hair stood on end.
“Monster!”
“This man is simply a monster!”
The two were driven mad with fear, their faces bloodless.
Whoom!
Two blood-colored tentacles soared across the sky, like twin sky-devouring pythons, awe-inspiring and earth-shattering.
“Let’s fight it out!”
Shen Yubai’s expression twisted as he roared, unleashing a sword qi using all he had learned in his lifetime.
Shen Yuren, without a second thought, turned and fled.
The moon peeked out.
The pure moonlight poured down on the two men.
But the two massive blood-colored tentacles quickly blocked the moonlight, overshadowing the sky and enveloping everything below.
Boom~
Soon, both were overpowered by the blood-colored tentacles, devastatingly struck and caught.
Their strength was slightly inferior to Shen Jinsong’s, naturally no match for the blood-colored tentacles.
The two screamed miserably, struggling in vain.
“Fang Maofu, if you dare kill me, my Shen family will pursue you to the ends of the earth, never resting until you are dead!”
Amidst a pitiful scream, Shen Yubai’s body exploded, dying on the spot.
“Spare me, spare me!”
Shen Yuren cried out in terror, pleading, “Fang Maofu, please show mercy; I have a million gold tickets on me, all yours, and I, I am willing to be your servant…”
Poof~
Shen Yuren exploded into a cloud of blood mist, dying a disgraceful death.
Fang Zhixing also wanted to refine the blood of the two men and assimilate it into the blood-colored tentacles, but he suddenly found that he could no longer refine them.
“Oh, have I reached the limit?”
Fang Zhixing’s mind flashed with sudden enlightenment.
Everything has a limit.
Currently, he had only achieved Perfection in the Demon Transformation First Stage, and his body’s ability to endure power was not infinite.
At most, he could refine two ten-meter-long blood-colored tentacles.
This was his limit.
“Withdraw!”
Fang Zhixing hesitated no longer and directly absorbed the flesh and blood of the two into the system.
Then, he looked around and saw that Xigou had already swiftly finished off the peepers.
The eavesdroppers, all scouts with low strength, were easily dealt with by Xigou in no time.
Next, Fang Zhixing’s figure flickered, leaping over the embankment and arriving in front of the large ship.
The two blood-colored tentacles flew outward, one smashing through the deck, the other breaking open the hull and drilling into the cabin.
Terrified screams echoed incessantly.
After a few sweeps back and forth, not a single person had escaped from the ship; all were burst open, effectively silencing them!
The large ship was then scuttled.
Fang Zhixing turned around to return and met Xigou face to face.
At this moment, Xigou appeared somewhat afraid of Fang Zhixing, hanging his head low, with drooping ears, not daring to look up at him.
Fang Zhixing swiftly cleaned up the battlefield, scavenged briefly, then transmitted a message: “Let’s go.”
Xigou immediately followed closely, behaving obediently and submissively.
Most delightfully, he didn’t say a single unnecessary word.
The man and the dog quickly left the ferry.
Only after venturing deep into the forest and repeatedly confirming that no one was following did Fang Zhixing finally retract the two blood-colored tentacles.
Whoosh~
The refined blood was completely reclaimed by the system, with not a drop wasted.
Fang Zhixing’s form shrank, returning to his normal size.
He then took a long deep breath, a weary expression washing over his face.
Soon, the two found a cave, which, though not spacious, was dry and hidden.
Fang Zhixing lay down inside and fell straight to sleep.
Xigou lay beside him, unable to close his eyes for a long time, lost in thought.
The night quickly passed.
The next morning, the sky was overcast with rain.
The persistent mountain rain never stopped, creating a thin mist amidst the trees.
Fang Zhixing and Xigou didn’t let this rain stop their progress; they trudged through it, moving farther and farther away.
An entire morning passed quickly!
Shen Family!
Shen Yutang was standing in front of a window, observing the sky outside.
The rain continued, and his expression fluctuated unpredictably.
He was waiting for a pigeon to arrive.
Shen Jinsong and the other two went to kill Fang Zhixing.
By rights, they should have sent messages back by early morning yesterday.
That day, time seemed to pass extremely slowly.
In the afternoon, there was still no news.
A bad premonition rose in Shen Yutang’s heart, and he commanded, “Have someone go immediately to the Feng Family and ask the Black Tiger Sect if they have received any updates.”
Just as he finished speaking, a hurried set of footsteps came from outside.
The gatekeeper ran over, kneeling on one knee, and reported: “Master, someone from the Feng Family has come with questions.”
Shen Yutang blinked and asked, “What are they asking?”
The gatekeeper answered: “The Feng Family is asking if the people sent by the Shen Family to kill Fang Maofu have returned and whether they have seen any of the three Vice Sect Leaders from the Black Tiger Sect.”
Shen Yutang’s heart tightened, and he felt choked!
…
…
In the evening, at the naval base!
Luo Keji and Dong Minzhu were enjoying a sumptuous dinner.
Suddenly, a woman named Leng Yi briskly walked into the hall, her expression urgent.
Dong Minzhu looked up, knowing that if it wasn’t for something extremely urgent, Leng Yi wouldn’t disrupt their meal.
“What is it?” Dong Minzhu asked curiously.
Leng Yi took a deep breath, her tone very serious, and said: “We’ve just received messages from the Shen and Feng families.
The people sent out to kill Fang Maofu have all lost contact, including the three direct descendants of the Shen family and the three Vice Sect Leaders of the Black Tiger Sect, six from the Nine Ox Realm in total!”
Upon hearing this!
Luo Keji’s raised chopsticks paused mid-air.
Dong Minzhu’s eyes widened in shock, exclaiming, “What, lost contact?”
Leng Yi looked at Luo Keji, responding: “The Shen and Feng families firmly believe that there is a mysterious force behind Fang Maofu, plotting against their families, and they ask for the eldest son’s assistance in the investigation.”
Luo Keji fell silent, deep in thought.
“What exactly are they talking about?”
Dong Minzhu, confused and suspicious, asked: “Fang Maofu is basically our watchdog, thoroughly known to us.
How could there be any mysterious force behind him?”
Leng Yi fell silent, also completely baffled, unable to understand what had actually happened.
At that moment, Luo Keji spoke softly: “Six from the Nine Ox Realm—it’s impossible for them to just lose contact; they must have been killed, all dead.”
“Dead?!”
Dong Minzhu’s breathing stopped abruptly, her color drastically changing.
To lose six from the Nine Ox Realm at once…