Chapter 390: Chapter 389: You Will Surely Die a Horrible Death
Yang Fei was taken aback.
He had previously asked Wang Hui if he had ever heard of the Fatty Taoist, but Wang Hui knew nothing about the title.
Therefore, in Yang Fei’s mind, his master, the Fatty Taoist, might not be from the Hidden Sect World.
However, a few days ago, when he and Qin Yanyang were hunting the Shadow, and were facing the Lord, this person had mentioned the Tidal Power, clearly recognizing the Sky Splitting Divine Fist, indicating he knew his own master.
Moreover, this person was deeply connected with Zhang Wenfeng.
This indicated that the Lord should also come from the Hidden Sect World.
Combined with Zhuge Wei’s current behavior, Yang Fei was a bit confused.
Could it be that Wang Hui had been deceiving him before?
Impossible.
It was one thing for Wang Hui to deceive him on other matters, but regarding his master’s identity, there was no need for Wang Hui to hide it, at least there was no need to pretend not to have heard the title of the Fatty Taoist.
There was something strange about this.
Many thoughts flashed through Yang Fei’s mind in an instant, but his actions were not slowed down at all.
Take advantage of his illness to take his life; since the opponent could not escape, he needed to muster all efforts and knock him down in one go.
Otherwise, the retaliation from the Zhuge family would be like a violent storm, incessant, and Wang Lei would also be threatened.
Like a shadow, Yang Fei charged with a ferocious demeanor. He closed in for close combat and quickly attacked right beside Zhuge Ming.
Zhuge Ming tried to increase the distance between them, but it was too late, and he had no choice but to clash with his palm.
After being knocked away again, while in midair, Zhuge Ming forcibly gathered a breath of True Qi, his left hand forming a spell sign while his right hand, quick as lightning, pulled out a talisman from his chest and swung it through the air, "Eight Diagrams Illusion Array!"
The talisman burst into flames with a whoosh.
The next instant, a bright luminescence filled heaven and earth, and Yang Fei felt a blur before his eyes as he plunged into a mist, instantly losing sight of Zhuge Ming.
From a distance, Wang Lei saw the power of Heaven and Earth surging, forming a vortex that enveloped Yang Fei, while Zhuge Ming rapidly retreated, increasing the distance between them.
His expression changed, and he shouted a warning, "Be careful, this is the Zhuge family’s formation illusion technique."
Having used the Thunderclap Saber Technique before, Wang Lei was now extremely weak. Even though he wanted to help, he was powerless and could only shout a warning.
Yang Fei plunged into the mist, and all external sounds were lost to his ears.
When he lost sight of Zhuge Ming, he knew something was wrong and immediately closed his eyes.
He activated his Divine Thought instantly, locking onto Zhuge Ming.
Thus, just when Zhuge Ming and Wang Lei both thought Yang Fei would be trapped in that formation, Yang Fei waved his fists, with one blow shattering all techniques, directly breaking through the mist and pursuing Zhuge Ming with Divine Thought locked onto his position.
Therefore, the formation only caused a momentary hindrance to Yang Fei, and he quickly caught up with Zhuge Ming.
A few meters apart, Yang Fei reached out through the air and exclaimed, "Cloud Binding Hand!"
To bind the power of Heaven and Earth and capture the dragon!
Using this move, Yang Fei also felt as if his consciousness was being drained.
But the effect was astounding.
Zhuge Ming felt his body instantly bound by an invisible force, the terrible crushing and enveloping sensation causing his limbs to tighten, making him unable to move.
Yang Fei pulled back with his hand.
Zhuge Ming’s body, bound by the power of Cloud Binding Hand, flew towards Yang Fei.
The effect of this move was akin to the Dragon Capturing Skill.
Zhuge Ming was shocked and terrified in his heart.
He had never imagined Yang Fei’s combat strength would be so strong that he was no match for him!
As he was about to be controlled by Yang Fei, Zhuge Ming let out a roar, and as he spewed out a mouthful of blood, he chanted a spell, and flames surged up around his body.
Crackle and pop!
The elemental powers of Heaven and Earth were divided into different attributes; the rising flames fiercely burned all other power elements to nothing.
The might of Cloud Binding Hand was instantly broken by Zhuge Ming.
But at this moment, the distance between the two was less than three meters, when Yang Fei’s fist came booming, Zhuge Ming had no way to avoid it.
"Bang!"
Yang Fei’s fist solidly struck Zhuge Ming’s left chest.
That large area instantly caved in, the sound of breaking bones followed, and Zhuge Ming’s body flew back like a kite with a severed string.
At that moment, a figure swept past Yang Fei and swiftly chased after the flying figure of Zhuge Ming.
The flash of a blade, the intent to kill filled the air.
"Don’t kill him!" Yang Fei hurriedly shouted.
Zhuge Ming, struck by Yang Fei’s fist, although not dead, was hanging on by a mere breath.
By the time his body hit the ground, Wang Lei’s blade was already at his neck.
Had it not been for Yang Fei’s timely shout, that blade would already have severed his neck.
Zhuge Ming’s face was ashen, a look of unwillingness and despair on his face.
He could never have imagined that with his Cultivation Realm, having come from the Hidden Sect World, he would be beaten by two young men in the ordinary world.
How could this be?
Where am I?
Am I having a nightmare?
"Pfft pfft pfft!!!"
Wang Lei moved his blade up and down severing both of Zhuge Ming’s legs and arms.
Immense pain surged, and Zhuge Ming, stunned and shocked, regained his senses and cried out in pain, his gaze fiercely fixed on Wang Lei: "You... you know I am from the Zhuge family, yet you dare treat me like this?"
"Had it not been for Yang Fei wanting to spare your life, you’d already be headless, and you’d have no right to talk to me like this," Wang Lei said coldly.
Zhuge Ming spat out a mouthful of old blood.
A tiger brought low by a pack of dogs.
A mere young boy daring to be so disrespectful to him was utterly aggravating.
Yang Fei warned, "Brother Lei, be cautious. This man has stepped into the Divine Travel Realm and can kill with a thought. Don’t be careless."
Wang Lei’s heart turned cold, determinedly saying, "That’s why I should have just chopped off his neck earlier. Dead men pose no threat."
"Cough cough... If it weren’t for the injury to my Sea of Consciousness, you, boy, would have been dead long ago," Zhuge Ming coughed violently a few times and cast a cold glance at Wang Lei.
After that, his gaze complicated, he looked toward Yang Fei and said solemnly, "Boy, I didn’t expect you to be the disciple of Fatty Taoist. It’s no wonder you are so powerful. Only... I never imagined that your spiritual power was also this strong, beyond my expectations."
Yang Fei chuckled, "There’s a lot you didn’t expect."
As he spoke, he crouched down, his eyes cautiously fixed on Zhuge Ming. Sensing his weak breath and scattered Divine Thought, unable to gather it again, he then relaxed and asked, "You know my master? Is he also a member of the Hidden Sect?"
Zhuge Ming groaned in pain and looked at Yang Fei, saying, "You... you really are his... his disciple, you... you are also a Taoist Inheritor."
Yang Fei was taken aback, "Taoist Inheritor?"
But thinking of his master’s nickname, Fatty Taoist, and his Taoist appearance, he silently nodded and said, "If my master is a Taoist Inheritor, then so am I."
Zhuge Ming took a deep breath, suddenly grinned at Yang Fei, and said, "Boy, you... you will regret becoming his disciple. You... you will die... die miserably, hahaha..."
Yang Fei frowned, about to get angry, but suddenly his pupils contracted.
He saw Zhuge Ming suddenly contort in pain, and astonishingly, he activated the True Yuan within his body to shatter his heart meridian, committing suicide.
Wang Lei too hadn’t expected Zhuge Ming to suddenly take his own life.
He checked briefly, confirming that Zhuge Ming was indeed dead, void of any life signs, then looked up at Yang Fei.
Yang Fei frowned, his face showing a somber expression.
Wang Lei patted his shoulder, consoling, "Don’t take it to heart, the words of a man about to die."
Yang Fei turned to look at Wang Lei, saying, "Brother Lei, I understand our old rules, after all, I set them. But now I have to break them and ask you some things."
Wang Lei looked at Yang Fei with a complex expression and nodded, saying, "It’s not advisable to stay here long. Let’s go somewhere else to talk."