Chapter 921 Hidden in the Dark
"Greetings, Lord Eagle King!"
Master Ma Jiu rushed forward eagerly.
All his previous resentment vanished, replaced by reverence.
The Eagle King said indifferently, "Enough, hurry and take your men away!"
"Yes!"
Master Ma Jiu smiled, straightened his back, and waved to his subordinates, "Hurry and take your men away!"
With the Eagle King's support, he instantly felt an absolute confidence.
"Stop, you can't leave!"
Old Ghost Murong gritted his teeth and stepped forward.
"Are you still going to oppose Lord Eagle King?" Master Ma Jiu scoffed.
Honestly, Old Ghost Murong was the top expert of the Murong family, and Master Ma Jiu had always been wary of him. But now, with the Eagle King present, he didn't take him seriously at all.
"Eagle King, please enlighten me!"
Old Ghost Murong glanced at the Eagle King and squeezed out a few words through his teeth.
No matter what, he could not let them take the people away so easily today.
"You are already injured, and you think you are worthy of fighting me?"
The Eagle King didn't even glance at Old Ghost Murong, his tone utterly contemptuous.
Old Ghost Murong's face turned green and then white.
This was the first time they had seen someone so arrogant. No, it was the second time, the first being Chen Xuan!
The Eagle King snorted, "Get out of my way!"
"What if we join them?"
Elder Bone and Elder Blood also stepped forward.
They always advanced and retreated together, their coordination seamless. The three of them combined could even contend with a third-grade Internal Strength Grandmaster!
As for a second-grade Internal Strength Grandmaster, it would depend on fate.
"Mere half-step Internal Strength Grandmasters daring to cause trouble?"
The Eagle King still didn't take them seriously.
Elder Bone and Elder Blood clenched their fists, their expressions grim.
This was too much of an insult.
"And me!"
Gao Guoqing also stood up.
Old Master Gao had given him a strict order to complete the mission, and there could be no mistakes this time!
"And me!" Bai Wushen also stepped forward.
"Not enough, none of you are enough!" the Eagle King said proudly.
Still not enough!
These people represented the top martial arts forces in Jiangnan Province, yet this guy claimed they were not enough. It was utterly humiliating.
The faces of everyone present turned cold.
This battle was not only fought for Chen Xuan but also for the dignity of Jiangnan Province's martial arts world!
"Attack!"
Old Ghost Murong let out a sharp cry and moved, slamming a palm towards the Eagle King!
Elder Bone also moved, his figure as fast as lightning.
Elder Blood, on the other hand, turned into a red blur and delivered a flying kick, directly targeting the Eagle King's vital points!
The three cooperated with perfect tacit understanding, striking directly at the Eagle King's weak spots.
Gao Guoqing and Bai Wushen did not make a move immediately. They had never teamed up with the other three. However, they also stood ready, prepared to launch a thunderous strike to kill in one blow if an opportunity arose.
Master Ma Jiu had witnessed many battles of life and death, but this level of combat was something he had never seen before, and he couldn't help but gasp.
These were all top experts from the provincial capital of Jiangnan Province. Could the Eagle King defeat them?
He couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
"Oh? No wonder you dare to join forces, so the three of you cooperate so well..."
The Eagle King finally paid attention to Old Ghost Murong and the other two, but it was only a fleeting glance.
"Die!"
Old Ghost Murong charged forward first, his fist like a cannonball, directly smashing towards the Eagle King's face.
The punch, heavy as a meteorite, was caught by the Eagle King's outstretched hand!
Old Ghost Murong's expression changed.
Elder Blood and Elder Bone, who followed closely behind, also changed their expressions, but a cold smile flickered on their lips. "If you can stop Old Ghost, you won't have time to stop us..."
As soon as they spoke, the Eagle King exerted force, Old Ghost Murong's wrist snapped, and he was thrown away.
The two turned ashen, having prepared to strike quickly, but they were still a step too late!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The Eagle King unleashed several consecutive kicks, sending Elder Blood and Elder Bone flying as well!
Gao Guoqing and Bai Wushen dared not hesitate and immediately lunged forward, but they too were sent flying by a punch from the Eagle King!
Looking at the figures sprawled on the ground, everyone exchanged bewildered glances, their hearts trembling.
These were the top martial arts masters of Jiangnan Province's provincial capital, whom everyone treated with utmost respect. How could they have been defeated so easily?
How could this be?
Master Ma Jiu was so excited he almost jumped up.
The Eagle King was too powerful! This was the power of the capital, utterly incomparable to the provincial city!
"A bunch of trash!" The Eagle King's eyes were filled with disdain.
Bang!
But at that moment, a fist slammed forcefully into the Eagle King's back, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood, and his expression instantly turned grim.
"That punch didn't feel good, did it?"
A cold voice sounded from behind. Old Ghost Murong's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he gritted his teeth, enduring immense pain.
Although his wrist was broken, he had used ninety percent of his strength for that punch, and it was an ambush.
He believed that the Eagle King must have been heavily injured.
The Eagle King turned his head and was stunned when he saw Old Ghost Murong, especially when he saw Old Ghost Murong's broken wrist, his pupils contracting.
Old Ghost Murong, whose wrist had clearly been broken, endured the severe pain and delivered a punch!
What kind of pain did he have to withstand?
"You're looking for death!"
This punch undoubtedly enraged the Eagle King, and he unleashed a punch that struck like thunder!
He never expected the Eagle King to unleash such formidable power after injuring his spine!
With no time to think, Old Ghost Murong was hit by another punch.
"I haven't been injured in a long time, and you dare to injure me? Damn you, I'll crush your skull!"
The Eagle King clearly had no intention of letting Old Ghost Murong go and strode towards him, who lay on the ground unable to stand.
Watching the Eagle King approach step by step, the sound of his footsteps quickened Old Ghost Murong's blood flow, making his whole body tremble, his face ashen.
"Grandpa Gui!" Murong Meng cried out in anguish.
She had wanted to rush forward, but she was restrained by members of the Murong family. What use would Murong Meng's rush be now?
In the face of such overwhelming power, everything seemed so weak and powerless.
A dark cloud of despair enveloped everyone's hearts!
Was the top expert of the Murong family going to perish like this?
"Do you know the consequences of injuring me?"
The Eagle King walked over, grabbed Old Ghost Murong's head, and looked down at him.
"Isn't it just death? What is there to fear in death?"
From the moment he stepped onto the path of martial arts, Old Ghost Murong's teacher had told him that the martial path was extremely difficult, and one could end up lying dead in the street at any moment.
He had replied: What is there to fear in death?
Thus, Old Ghost Murong began his apprenticeship and embarked on the path of martial arts.
But even though he had known that he might end up lying dead in the street one day, facing it now, he couldn't help but feel a sense of desolation.
"Well said, 'What is there to fear in death?' Then die!"
The Eagle King's expression turned fierce.
What he wanted to see was Old Ghost Murong's fear, terror, tears, and regret. But this fellow claiming he had no fear of death only made him more annoyed.
He decided then and there to let Old Ghost Murong die!
His wrist moved, veins bulging on the back of his hand, his five fingers emitting a soul-stirring cold light!
"Die—"
A cold snort.
But—
*Poof!*
A dull thud!
In the darkness, a blood-red flower bloomed.
The Eagle King, who was about to strike, suddenly retracted his hand as if electrocuted. He looked blankly into the darkness, "Who is it?"
Everyone was bewildered. What was going on?
Why did the Eagle King stop?
"Look quickly!"
Someone suddenly exclaimed, "The Eagle King seems to be injured!"
Everyone looked.
Blood flowed down the Eagle King's arm, dripping from his fingertips onto the ground. Drop by drop, the blood formed a string.
It turned out the Eagle King had been shot!
Who did it?
Everyone looked at each other, full of curiosity.
Only Yang Chaotian calmly glanced towards a mountain peak fifteen hundred meters away, but quickly withdrew his gaze.
"Damn it, a third-grade Internal Strength Grandmaster reacted too quickly, missed the chest!"
A low curse came from the distant mountain peak.
Failing to achieve the desired effect had become a habit, it seemed.
The grass rustled slightly, and under the moonlight, a familiar face was revealed.
It was Lone Wolf!