Chapter 1003: Chapter 1000: Despair
"Thief Monk!"
Among the group of bandits, someone who had a good relationship with the bald man saw him get his throat slit in one move and immediately yelled out in shock, rushing over to fight.
Martial artists are bloodthirsty and belligerent. Earlier, intimidated by the reputation of Yang Fei and Qin Yanyang, the few in front did not dare to act recklessly, especially the leader, who was unwilling to make a move until now.
Even though it was a chaos-ridden world where pillage and plunder were of little consequence, if they dared to harm relatives of Yang Fei and Qin Yanyang, and word got out, no matter how vast the world, they would have to hide for a lifetime. That price was simply too much.
But that Thief Monk was a rogue who couldn’t move when he saw a woman, and he acted without hesitation, not allowing time for himself to stop it.
Now the Thief Monk was killed, and the seventeen of them had been united for several days; those who were close to the Thief Monk had already charged out, and there was no time to stop them.
Moreover, if stopped, how could he as the elected bandit leader maintain authority?
His eyes flashed with coldness, and he decisively said, "Kill, leave no one alive!"
Since they had already made a move, they had to eradicate everyone.
As long as no one leaked the information, without anyone knowing, nothing would happen.
On Xu Mao’s side, he did not expect Xu Xingzhou to be so impulsive and directly kill someone.
However, Xu Xingzhou couldn’t be blamed, as that Thief Monk set his eyes on Yang Wen, and indeed deserved to die.
He shouted loudly, "Let’s all face the enemy together."
No need for more words, Xu Xingzhou took the lead, already delivering a palm strike that sent a bandit attempting to defend the Thief Monk flying, coughing up blood.
Xu Xingzhou killed one and severely wounded another, instantly leaving a ruthless impression in the bandits’ minds. Many considered themselves no match for the Thief Monk nor the one Xu Xingzhou struck, and dared not confront Xu Xingzhou.
The bandit leader’s eyes flashed with cold light, pinpointing Xu Xingzhou, and he swept a Green Blade Sword towards Xu Xingzhou’s chest with a speed as fast as a meteor.
Xu Xingzhou felt a shock; the opponent’s sword was too fast, and the move blocked all escape routes in front of him.
A formidable master indeed.
He infused True Qi into the dagger in his hand and parried.
"Clang!"
Sparks flew in all directions.
Xu Xingzhou felt a numbness in his arm, the dagger swept back, and his elbow hit his own chest, causing chest tightness.
What tremendous power.
Though the opponent was using a sword, the force was just as fierce and domineering as a Sword Technique, something Xu Xingzhou hadn’t anticipated.
This person possessed quite strong cultivation, likely reaching the Energy Transformation Seventh Rank or even Eighth Grade, somewhat superior to himself.
Xu Xingzhou was secretly shocked and grew anxious.
He was the strongest in the team, but the enemy was even stronger, risking a defeat in this battle.
The consequences of failure would be unthinkable.
"Argh!"
A mouthful of blood spurted from Zhang Long’s mouth. The man fighting against Zhang Long was one of the five masters who had first stormed into the courtyard.
The strength of these five was the strongest, with even the weakest being at the Energy Transformation third-grade level.
The bandit leader was an Energy Transformation Eighth Grade master.
To Xu Xingzhou and others, these included five Energy Transformation, eleven Inner Strength Middle Late Stage individuals; overall strength was crushing compared to Xu Xingzhou’s team.
Earlier, Xu Mao sensed the danger and immediately invoked the names of Yang Fei and Qin Yanyang to attempt intimidating the opponent and avoiding a hard fight.
Unfortunately, too many among the bandits were lustful, and upon seeing so many women here, they lusted and acted directly.
The master battling Xu Mao possessed deeper power than Xu Mao. Just a single confrontation made Xu Mao’s heart heavy, knowing the situation was dire.
He didn’t hesitate, waved his hand, and tossed out the Xu Family’s customary poison.
The opponent was unguarded, inhaled a mouthful of the poison, and immediately his face changed dramatically, holding his breath.
However, one mouthful of the poison had entered his lungs. The poison was truly domineering, acting directly, making him unable to speak, screaming miserably, and clutching his throat and chest.
Seizing the opportunity when the opponent was mentally disturbed, Xu Mao dashed forward and stabbed a knife into his heart.
Someone nearby was attacking Xu Mao. Suddenly seeing his leading comrade inexplicably stabbed to death by Xu Mao, a note of caution arose in their heart.
But at that moment, he suddenly felt suffocated and chest-tight as if his internal organs were invaded by some domineering poison.
He felt immense fear, immediately retreated while activating the True Yuan within to resist the poison’s erosion, shouting, "Everyone be careful, this guy is skilled in poisoning."
The bandits were shocked, instantly holding their breath.
Several masters among them eyeing with fierce intents, simultaneously approaching Xu Mao to kill him.
They intended to eliminate Xu Mao, who was adept with poison, to remove the threat.
Xu Xingzhou also took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, crushed it directly, and simultaneously waved his palms towards several opponents.
Instantly, a cloud of overpowering poison spread into the void, being pushed far away by his Palm Force.
Those bandit masters had long been holding their breath, unafraid, but the other Inner Strength Middle Late Stage bandits failed to evade in time. Two of them inhaled a lot of poison, screaming on the spot, ferociously clutching their throats and chests.
This scene horrified the other bandits, who didn’t dare approach rashly.
Though the enemy was intimidated, their side suffered no small loss either.
Without earlier delivery of antidote, Zhang Long and Mo Deqiang, who were closer, also inhaled the poison. They felt death’s fear looming, panicking, Zhang Long urgently told Xu Xingzhou, "Antidote... antidote."
Xu Xingzhou was startled that Zhang Long and several members of the Mo Family were also afflicted by the poison he had thrown.
This poison was quite domineering, even Energy Transformation masters couldn’t withstand it, let alone Inner Strength Martial Artists?
However, as long as True Qi wasn’t used, the poison required some time to completely kill.
Without hesitation to chase after the enemy, Xu Xingzhou pulled out a white porcelain bottle from his pocket and threw it to Zhang Long, "Give it to everyone to take."
Zhang Long reached out to catch the antidote but saw a figure darting over, snatching the bottle of antidote away.
Xu Xingzhou was shocked and wanted to snatch it back, but it was already too late.
Xu Mao felt his heart sinking to the bottom of the sea.
Fuck, clearly holding a certain advantage, yet the antidote was taken by the opponent. With the poison posing no threat to them anymore, while several of their people were poisoned, with the tables turned, today’s outcome was utterly doomed.
"Hahaha, indeed, it’s the antidote, feeling refreshed now." Those bandits took the antidote, it worked immediately, no longer fearing the poison cloud enveloping the void.
Xu Xingzhou, Xu Mao, and Zhang Long felt despair beyond compare.
Yang Hao, Yang Wen, Huang Qiaoqiao, and the Mo family relatives also looked terrified and desperate.
"Kill them all, leave no one alive!" ordered the bandit leader loudly, advancing with the Green Blade Sword towards Xu Xingzhou.
As long as Xu Xingzhou and Xu Mao were killed, the remaining ones posed no threat at all.