Chapter 1809 - 817: Blasting Kill (Part 2)

Chapter 1809: Chapter 817: Blasting Kill (Part 2)

-2221!

[Jie Hongmao: 9704/13554.]

Perhaps it’s the rain’s nourishment, or perhaps it’s his formidable strength as a high-level Heart Soul Realm Demon Martial Artist, with a powerful constitution. In mid-air, before his body hit the ground, he regained consciousness.

His chest, it hurts! An intense pain! It’s akin to the kind of pain leaving severe traumatic sequelae, a pain that strikes the core.

And faintly, Mo Ying could feel that his chest seemed to have something embedded, like a blockage, making him feel uneasy and distressed.

Meanwhile, Fang Yu, who is still standing inside Bo Mansion, is currently looking down at his right hand, the hand he used to punch. White sand-like granules flow like quicksand through his fingers, scattering, disappearing without a trace.

"Not as resilient as I thought."

Fang Yu tilted his head and glanced at Mo Ying.

This glance startled Mo Ying.

Not resilient?

He, an assassin, who doesn’t value frontal combat, is, of course, not resilient!

Even though he diligently trains and demonization fortified his constitution, what he learned and utilized are all stealthy assassination techniques, not frontal combat skills.

Even his cultivation technique and Demon Bloodline are inclined towards assassination. Most frustrating is that his poison mist cannot affect Fang Yu!

To be known, his ability to become one of the Three Shadows largely depends on his unbeatable and terrifying poisoning skills as well as his terrifyingly stealthy concealment techniques that go virtually unnoticed!

Now, in front of Fang Yu, both of his greatest advantages have vanished, leaving only secondary battle techniques which, naturally, are insufficient to claim he can contend with strong opponents.

Precisely speaking, setting aside the two great advantages of concealment and poisoning, Mo Ying is even inferior to Martial Artists of the same level, only qualifying after demonization to barely exchange blows with same-level strong opponents.

But this is not enough.

The guy in front clearly has a higher power level!

A high-order peak Great Perfection expert of the Heart Soul Realm? Or perhaps... a Wisdom Soul Realm powerhouse?

Mo Ying could not discern; he only knew he couldn’t complete the mission relying solely on himself.

Retreat! Must first regroup with the Pavilion Master, then...

Woo!!!

The wind howled.

In Mo Ying’s ears, it cried fiercely!

In a melee among strong ones, every second must be focused wholeheartedly.

And Mo Ying’s momentary fright, his momentary distraction, was caught by Fang Yu...

Punch!

The sandbag-sized fist reflected in Mo Ying’s frog-like pupils.

The fist is enlarging, enlarging, infinitely enlarging, as if a massive mountain is about to envelop him.

Bang!!!!

When Mo Ying’s facial expression changed, the fist has already landed on his face.

"Two-star... connection point."

Boom!!!

The anticipated terrifying force akin to fractured bones didn’t appear, but the exaggerated strength still sent him flying, sliding along the waterlogged street, and crashing heavily against the large tree by the roadside.

Bang!!

-1062!

[Jie Hongmao: 8642/13554.]

The power, how did it decline so much?

Mo Ying shook his aching head; this punch made him considerably more clear-headed.

Was it luck? Or did he use some cultivation technique or maneuver with the first punch, which I failed to discern?

Mo Ying’s mind recalled the image of Fang Yu’s fist first punch with white powder-like flowing sands scattering like quicksand.

That’s it!

That punch was the abnormal one! It’s this kid’s full power punch after demonization!

Now, this punch’s power is actually this kid’s normal level!

Mo Ying narrowed his eyes.

Beginning to attentively observe the opponent.

After demonization, except for immense speed, the rest was ordinary.

As long as he attentively avoids being hit by that guy’s White Sand Fist, everything will be fine!

The situation is still controllable!

I... still have a chance to kill him! Then eliminate the target, completing the Pavilion Master’s task!

Due to his brain running at high speed, thinking earnestly, Mo Ying didn’t realize that the slight pain in his face was echoing the injury deep in his chest at the heart.

"Come! Let me see your full power after demonization!!"

Mo Ying boasted while releasing poison mist, letting it envelop around him.

This is both protection and strategy.

Although poison mist cannot kill the opponent, the inhaling action can still affect the opponent’s battle rhythm.

Earlier, the series of injuries briefly made him lose the combat quality a Heart Soul Realm expert should possess.

Now calmed, he even thought rationally about battle.

Even considering that if the opponent doesn’t deal with the poison mist, using its cover, he might still have a chance to escape.

Mo Ying’s preparation was exceedingly thorough.

But Fang Yu’s reaction remained quite calm.

The perplexed look at Mo Ying’s series of actions, head slightly tilted, was almost enough to pop a question mark over his head.

Fang Yu: ?

No, dude, what’s up?

Demon transformation? I haven’t even fully activated my Primordial Body Technique, just doing some occasional local boneification, and you can’t handle it?

How boring!

With a flicker, Fang Yu appeared in front of Mo Ying again.

As he punched out, a mouth emerged on the back of his hand, audaciously inhaling the surrounding poisonous mist.

Bam!

This punch was actually blocked by Mo Ying’s two toad hands!

Though barely, it still sent Mo Ying sliding backwards several meters, but indeed he did block it.

After all, the opponent was a Martial Artist with Thirteen Thousand Blood Power, even when I haven’t used any enhancements like demonization, bone transformation, or Yuan Demon Body.

The opponent barely has the ability to exchange moves with me.

Unfortunately...

Fang Yu’s leg bones vibrated with bone powder!

Buzz!!

Fang Yu’s figure instantly appeared directly in front of Mo Ying.

The smile on Mo Ying’s face from blocking the attack hadn’t fully come out when he was hit directly by Fang Yu’s fist swirling with bone powder!

Bam!!!

A punch landed on Mo Ying’s stomach.

In an instant, Mo Ying’s eyeballs bulged out, feeling the outline of his body colliding with two afterimages, brain buzzing with a ringing sound.

Blood spewed out from his mouth as his entire body flew backward low over the ground, half sticking as he crazily retreated.

The puddles on the ground were swept to both sides from a distance away.

Not stopping until he slid dozens of meters, crashing into the wall of the Bo Mansion courtyard, covered by the broken stones and bricks of the shattered wall.

"Three stars...like a line."

Fang Yu blew lightly onto his fist.

The last remnants of white bone powder scattered into the air with that breath.

-2499!

[Jie Hongmao: 6143/13554.]

Pain!

So painful!

Underneath the rubble, Mo Ying’s whole body curled up, holding his stomach with a pained expression.

And at this moment, he finally realized, the injuries on his heart, face, and now abdomen, seemed to respond to each other, like the stars in the sky, connecting in a unique synchronous rhythm, as if something were to trigger it, this terrifying linkage would explode within him instantaneously!

But he’s faced more hopeless, more brutal battlefields.

The selections and sieving among assassins were far more cruel and hopeless than this current situation!

So, Mo Ying stood up.

He pushed aside the rubble on him and quickly stood up.

Rumble!

Just then, a bolt of lightning flashed across the night sky.

Mo Ying’s pupils shrank sharply, feeling the terror deep in his heart.

He saw, under the illumination of thunder, a figure stark in black and white, already standing before him.

Like he was struck stupid with fear, Mo Ying froze completely.

Fang Yu smiled as he gently and slowly pushed his fist onto Mo Ying’s shoulder.

Teasingly said.

"Four-star Kai Tai."

Bam!!!

Shoulder, flesh burst open!

Shoulder bone, shattered and flew wildly!

Mo Ying collapsed, dazed as if his brain stalled, blankly staring at the opponent grinning like a demon, who quickly tapped twice on his body.

"This is the Five-star Vastness."

"And finally... the Six-star Linked Pearls!"

Bam!

Bam!

Two successive blasts of blood flowers erupted from his body, internal organs shattered into bloody fragments.

Yet it wasn’t over.

Body, Mo Ying distinctly felt, his body vibrating, a violent high-frequency vibration!

At the moment his body hit the ground heavily...

Boom!!!

Mo Ying’s body exploded! Turning into countless fragments of flesh and blood, splattering around, leaving a scene of horrifically scattered remains.

And Fang Yu, being the closest, naturally bore the brunt, covered in bits of flesh, gradually washed away by what might have been blood or rainwater.