Unparalleled Evildoer

Chapter 231: Pearl River Night Attack
The starry sky is bright, the river is like a mirror, the breeze is gentle, the mountains are graceful, and it is a quiet night.

'Swoosh...' a rocket streaked across the water like a meteor, 'soar...' a fire dragon suddenly emerged from the water. In a flash, the fire dragons connected into one, and the surface of the river turned into a sea of ​​fire, surrounding the luxury ship.

Mr. Li had expected that he would be ambushed tonight, but he had not expected that the other party would pour kerosene onto the river in the darkness of the night. They used so much kerosene in an attempt to burn them alive.

The temperature rose suddenly and it was suffocating. Jin Xingzi shouted and tried to put out the flames that were rushing towards the boat, but the flames grew stronger because his fire sword could not put out the fire.

Mr. Li was not panicked. He looked around and pointed to the river bank in the distance and said, "Let's land over there. Lingkongzi, split the water and make a way!"

Ling Kongzi drew out the Thunderous Reverse Blade and jumped up. The electric knife drew a light arc several meters long in the air. "Bang..." The sea of ​​fire was split into a crack several meters long, and waves several meters high were raised and pushed to both sides, revealing the surface of the water, and the boat passed through it.

The sea of ​​fire was about to close again after it was separated. Lingkongzi could only chop it one by one to prevent the flames from spreading to under the ship. Even so, the wooden boards on the ship were crackling. Some sailors rowed desperately in the direction pointed by Mr. Li, while others poured water on both sides of the hull.

Zhulang stood behind Mr. Li, stared at the blazing flames, and asked in a low voice: "Who did this?"

"We'll know soon enough!"

The boat finally reached the river bank, away from the sea of ​​fire. Before everyone could catch their breath, "whoosh, whoosh..." dozens of flying ropes with sharp spikes on the ends came flying towards them, "bang, bang..." and nailed to the wooden boards of the boat. Dozens of figures holding weapons flew along the ropes. From their skills, it was obvious that these people were masters of Qing Kung Fu and had strong cultivation.

Jin Xingzi and Ling Kongzi jumped up, cut the ropes nailed to the planks, brandished their fire swords and electric blades, and slashed at the oncoming crowd, and the massacre began.

Those who launched the sneak attack never expected that they could not withstand just two people. The sneak attack turned into a suicide attack. Before they could use their weapons, they saw their broken arms flying. They fell one by one. These two people were like mad beasts, unstoppable.

In fact, these two people are beasts in nature and are born with ferocity, but they know when to attack and when to hide. From following Mr. Li, they learned many things that only humans have.

"Woo..." The sound of the flute finally sounded, "Teng, Teng..." a black shadow jumped out of the water, leaped several feet high, and "swooped" towards Mr. Li who was standing on the bow of the boat.

Mr. Li knew that the person playing the flute was Fen Yuan, and those black shadows were the corpse ghosts he controlled. There were more and more corpse ghosts, and some of them were burning with flames.

"Clang..." The long sword was unsheathed, and the sword light burst out like stars. Zhulang's body did not move, but the long sword was moving. Simple, fast and accurate, the corpse ghosts flying over were hit by the sword in the same place, and they were cut in half.

The corpses fell into the water like moths to a flame. Zhulang had indeed become a killer now, and what he killed were definitely not humans. It was extremely bloody.

The sailors on the ship were completely stunned, not because they saw so many zombies, nor because the attackers had a thorough plan, but because no matter how many people came, the three disciples brought by Mr. Li, whether they were humans or ghosts, were like targets in their eyes, waiting to be chopped down.

Those Yue people who had launched a sneak attack no longer dared to move forward. Jin Xingzi and Ling Kongzi fell back to the bow of the ship and slaughtered the corpse ghosts.

The sound of the flute disappeared, and Fen Yuan emerged from the night fog. It was not just one figure, but five, five ghostly figures, holding scepters in their hands, and their jaws were all so pale.

Zhu Lang said: "I will go and test the sword!"

Mr. Li said, "Be careful of his 'Five Elements Ghost Qi'."

Zhulang walked slowly towards Fenyuan with a long sword in his hand. Every step he took was steady, but murderous aura was gathering.

The five figures said in unison, "Are you Zhulang, who recently became a killer and became his disciple?"

Zhulang said: "Not bad!"

"His cultivation is very high?"

"do not know!"

"If you don't know, why do you want to take him as your master?"

"Become the best swordsman in the world!"

The five faces grinned and said, "It's a joke that you can become the number one swordsman by following him. There are many famous families in the world, but no one of them dares to claim that their swords are invincible, let alone an unknown person like him!"

"I'm not here to talk to you!"

"I advise you to kill him. Follow me. I will take you to see Shisui-sensei. He admires you very much. As long as you work hard, maybe one day you can become the best swordsman in the world."

"Shisui is not worthy," the answer came coldly and bluntly.

Five mouths began to twitch. He had never seen such an arrogant young man, and he was just a swordsman who didn't cultivate qi, but only trained his muscles and bones. "It seems that I have no choice but to kill you, this arrogant and ignorant boy."

"You talk a lot of nonsense!"

As soon as Zhulang finished speaking, Fenyuan made his move. Five figures leaped up, and five scepters emitted light of five attributes, which dispersed and then gathered together, whistling towards Zhulang.

This was the first time that Zhulang faced an opponent with such high cultivation. If he was not careful, he would be destroyed both physically and spiritually. As soon as Fenyuan made a move, he used the advanced Five Elements Ghost Energy. It could be seen that Fenyuan was already angry.

But Zhulang was very steady and calm. Only in this way could he see accurately. He rolled up his sword and without any false moves, the tip of the sword struck the scepter that was flashing down. There were five consecutive sounds of metal colliding, "clang, clang..." The light dispersed and five figures were repelled.

Zhulang's arm felt numb and tingling. Fenyuan was indeed strong. If it weren't for his strong wrist strength, this blow would have crippled his hand.

Fenyuan was more surprised than Zhulang. He didn't expect Zhulang to be able to block his 'Five Elements Ghost Qi'. Even a Loose Immortal would find it difficult to resist, but he could do it. Fenyuan didn't continue to attack. He surrounded Zhulang and chuckled, "He is indeed quite capable."

Zhulang said: "You are right, I only know these two moves."

"Is this the move he taught you?"

“No, this is what I realized.”

"What moves did he teach you?"

"He didn't teach me any moves." Fen Yuan chuckled, "If he didn't teach me any moves, what's the point of you following him?"

"I don't need to learn any moves, I just need the artistic conception."

Fen Yuan laughed wildly: "Artistic conception? Haha, do you still need to learn artistic conception?"

"It seems you don't understand!"

"What a pity!" After Fen Yuan said this, five figures became illusory and turned into black mist, covering Zhu Lang, "Let me show you what artistic conception is!"

Zhulang couldn't see Fenyuan's figure and didn't know where he was going to attack. Facing the terrifying opponent and strange moves, he closed his eyes. Since he couldn't see, he might as well not look.

"Crack, crack..." Several lightning bolts came down from the sky and struck Zhulang.

Zhulang's sword also emitted silver light with continuous clanging sounds. He relied on his ears to determine the direction of the flow of the ghost energy. The ghost energy flew in all directions, like countless black vines wrapping Zhulang.

"Bang!" Zhulang was knocked out. If he hadn't used his sword to block the fierce "Five Elements Ghost Qi", he would have been destroyed.

Zhulang's body slid more than ten feet away before he knelt on one knee, spat out a mouthful of blood, and stared coldly at the five figures that appeared in the black fog.

Fen Yuan chuckled and said, "You understand now! If I didn't want your body, you would have been reduced to ashes with that blow just now." When cold people meet someone even colder, they tend to talk a lot.

Jin Xingzi and Ling Kongzi wanted to help, but were rejected by Zhu Lang. Zhu Lang stood up stiffly, spat out a mouthful of blood and said: "I am indeed no match for you."

"Now that you know this, you should switch to Zang Ding. I promise to help you become the number one swordsman!"

Zhu Lang said: "I told you, you 'Zang Ding' are not worthy!"

Fen Yuan shouted: "If you want to die, I will grant your wish!" As he spoke, his figure became illusory and transformed into five black pythons, which attacked Zhu Lang ferociously.

Although Zhulang's sword was fast, it was obviously not strong enough to face such a powerful ghost energy. There were few people in the world who could withstand such a powerful attack from Fenyuan, and Zhulang was no exception.

But Zhulang likes challenges, likes the excitement of life and death, which can stimulate his potential. The long sword flashed with silver light, and hit a phantom like a meteor, because according to his intuition, the phantom should be Fenyuan's real body. Only by hitting Fenyuan's real body can the "Five Elements Ghost Qi" be broken.

At the moment when the sword hit the phantom, the phantom broke and disappeared with a "puff" sound. Zhulang was horrified. He had made a wrong judgment. He had only hit a phantom. This wrong judgment was fatal. Five black auras blocked all the retreat routes and were about to swallow Zhulang. The Yin energy broke through his face. Zhulang already felt the coming of death.

"Huh..." The black gas suddenly solidified, and not a single trace of it touched Zhulang. Then, the black gas surged towards Mr. Li and was absorbed by the colored stone in his hand.

Five figures appeared around Zhulang, and Fenyuan cried out: "It's really you..., you are actually alive..." Because he saw the five-colored stone. Only one person can drive the five-colored stone, and even Xu Shi can't crack it. That person is Wuzhan who died in Cangyan Mountain three years ago. Afterwards, no one found his body, and no one found the five-colored stone.

The long sword rolled, emitting silver light. Zhu Lang would never let Fen Yuan continue to live, and would never expose his master's identity.

The five bodies fell down almost at the same time, without any blood splattering. The five bodies were all Fenyuan's fake bodies, and his real body was not dead yet. Zhulang regretted it deeply. If he had not been careless, his master would not have taken action and absorbed the "Five Elements Ghost Qi" to make Fenyuan see through his identity.

"Teng..." A black shadow flew up from the surface of the river, trying to escape downstream. After taking a few steps, it suddenly stopped. Lingkongzi unexpectedly appeared in front of him, and a flash of lightning poured down, blocking his way.

"Dang..." The scepter held the electric blade, Fenyuan's arm shook, and he retreated several feet. Lingkongzi turned over and hung in the air. Zhulang had already arrived behind Fenyuan at this time. Fenyuan was attacked from both sides.

Fen Yuan sneered: "You guys think you can stop me?"

Ling Kongzi smiled and said, "If you have confidence, why do you choose to run away?"

"Who said I wanted to escape!" Before he finished speaking, his figure swooped out, as fast as the wind. Fenyuan really wanted to escape. Wuzhan had already eliminated his "Five Elements Ghost Energy". He was no match for Zhulang, not to mention that he wanted to pass on the news that Wuzhan was still alive to Shishui.

But this was just his thought. A beam of silver light had already swept towards him without any sound. Its speed was faster than sound. Fen Yuan could only flip in the air to avoid it.

"Swish!" Fen Yuan's clothes were cut open, and he barely dodged the long sword. Just as he was about to take a step forward, the Thunder Blade slashed at him again. This sword was already at the level of a Sanxian, and coupled with the fierceness of the Thunder Blade, the power was doubled. Fen Yuan could not block it, and could only dodge again.

"Puff..." The sword's edge actually pierced out half a foot from Fenyuan's chest. This was Zhulang's sword, and his sword was indeed very fast.

Fen Yuan never dreamed that he would die today, killed by a young man's sword, his blood also red, gushing out.

Lingkongzi didn't give Fenyuan too much time. With one slash of his sword, heads and blood flew everywhere. None of the remaining night attackers could escape. Jinxingzi had already dealt with them all, and no one should be left behind.

Jin Xingzi asked, "Why didn't Wenlang attack within its own territory, but chose to attack within the territory of Nanyue?"

Mr. Li said: "If we die in Nanyue, Nanyue will have no choice but to unite and fight against Qin."

Jin Xingzi said, "I would never have thought of these tricks in my lifetime."

"For survival and profit, they will do anything, and we are the same. Otherwise, why would we kill so many people?"

"They came here to die on their own initiative. If we let one of them go and expose our master's identity, we will be in trouble."

Mr. Li was the Wuzhe who had been soaked in the medicine jar for three years. After secretly entering the Xianyang Palace, he gained the trust of Ying Zheng. Apart from his disciples, only Zhao Gao and Ying Zheng knew that he was still alive.

Wuzhan said: "It's a matter of time. I can't prevent it deliberately. As long as I don't use my soul power, they won't notice it."

Zhulang didn't say anything, but he felt extremely guilty. After knowing his master's life experience, he understood why his master needed a killer. It's not that his master doesn't have the ability, but that his master can't do it. The road ahead for his master is very difficult. He will not only face cultivators from the lower world, but also the extremely powerful Heavenly Palace. Before he has sufficient strength, he must not let the Heavenly Palace know that his master is still alive.

Compared with his master, Zhulang’s dream is nothing. Zhulang already understands the meaning of the sentence: “A killer doesn’t necessarily kill only humans.”

The flames on the river have died down, the ship has returned to the river, and the night has become quiet again.

(End of this chapter)