
Chapter 84: The Eldest Uncle is Wrong
Liu Wei buried under the rubble of the wall suddenly flew out. The Nine Combined Swords regrouped once again before Liu Wei, turning into a dragon long sword. After breaking free from the rubble, he jumped onto the long sword and the dragon's long sword shot out. Liu Wei actually wanted to escape!
"Want to run?" Seeing his actions, Marshal Haotian sneered. His martial spirit, the Dark Nether Lion, returned to his side and his soul changed in an instant showing a dazzling dark light that shone three meters wide as powerful energy swirled out from the Haotian Marshal.
Marshal Haotian looked at Liu Wei with cold eyes; suddenly, he opened his mouth and roared towards Liu Wei in midair.
"The Nine Roars of the Nether Lion!"
A dark giant black lion appeared in the air out of nowhere and raised its head and roared loudly. A roar that shook the sky; huang Ming, Huang Qide, and the others felt their eardrums buzzing, temporarily losing hearing.
This was the supernatural ability of the Haotian Marshal Dark Nether Lion martial spirit.
Under the terrified gazes of the people below, waves of roaring sounds continued to spread further, one after another like a hurricane, a storm of roars, and quickly caught up with Liu Wei who was fleeing by flying with his long sword.
Liu Wei's head turned, and what he saw made his pupils shrink in fear.
"explosion!"
Sound waves struck Liu Wei; liu Wei felt like he was being torn apart by a storm, his body was shocked and ruthlessly thrown to the ground. Coincidentally, Liu Wei fell on top of a fake mountain decoration in one of the small gardens and under its weight, it shattered and the fake mountain was crushed and pieces of stone flew in all directions.
One roar to 'shoot' down Liu Wei. The Haotian marshal flashed and almost instantly reappeared in the small garden that Liu Wei had hit, and just as Liu Wei had managed to crawl up, a spear swung out. Liu Wei dodged the attack frantically and even though he managed to dodge the blow at his vital point, the spear still slashed at his shoulder.
Marshal Haotian took out his spear and warm blood spurted out like a fountain from Liu Wei's shoulder. Liu Wei's body became unstable due to injuries and his body faltered as he staggered backwards.
"You!" Liu Wei looked at Marshal Haotian with fear in his eyes. He wanted to say more, but Marshal Haotian had already approached him and a palm print hit Liu Wei's chest.
Liu Wei felt as if his internal organs were destroyed.
Both of Marshal Haotian's hands curled up into claws that grasped Liu Wei and flew towards Huang Xiaolong and Fei Hou.
"Young Master, this Liu Wei, how should I handle it?" Marshal Haotian threw down Liu Wei, and Liu Wei's body rolled in front of Huang Xiaolong's feet.
Until now, Liu Wei's once-clean robe was stained with patches of blood, dirt, and her own disheveled hair. He was no longer the image of the proud and arrogant, omnipotent Sect Leader.
Liu Wei wiped the blood off his face, looking at Huang Xiaolong while giggling in a disdainful manner, "Punk, I'm the Great Sword Sect Leader, you dare to kill me?"
Instead, Huang Xiaolong sneered and said to Marshal Haotian: "First, dispose of his Qi Sea!"
Liu Wei's face became extremely ugly-to the Xiantian realm expert, the Qi Sea was where the accumulated battle qi was. If the Qi Sea was destroyed, it meant that one's cultivation was being destroyed!
Even if he wanted to refine his Qi Sea in the future, there was no method that could do it.
"Punk, you dare!" Liu Wei roared furiously, glaring at Huang Xiaolong, "if you dare to destroy my Qi Sea, the experts from the Great Sword Sect will definitely come out in droves to exterminate your entire Huang Clan Manor!"
Huang Xiaolong remained indifferent to the threat and his eyes were fixed on Marshal Haotian.
"Bang!"
"Pa!"
A soft explosive sound rang out from Liu Wei's heart area, similar to an exploding balloon. Liu Wei let out a tremendous scream, his body rolling on the ground in pain, hitting the garden marble stone table not far from there.
Grabbing onto the table, Liu Wei struggled to stand up and he went crazy and screamed all his might, “My Sea of Qi! You wasted my Qi Sea! He howled into the sky, red eyes staring with madness and venomous hatred at Huang Xiaolong and Marshal Haotian and he shouted: "You will regret this, you will regret this, you will regret everything you have done today!"
"Repent?" Huang Xiaolong came to Liu Wei, his hands suddenly bent into claws and grasped Liu Wei's two arms, and twisted them forcefully. "Pa!" The sound of a broken bone resounded as Huang Xiaolong broke Liu Wei's two arms.
After Liu Wei's Qi Sea was destroyed, he no longer cultivated. Thus, even in front of the peak of the Sixth Order Huang Xiaolong, he did not have the strength to resist.
The Great Sword Sect was one of the powerful sects of Baolong Kingdom, and he, as the Great Sword Sect Leader, when had he ever been humiliated to such an extent? He, the arm of a Xiantian realm expert was completely twisted broken by a ten year old boy!
It was painful, but it only increased the evil in his eyes, hoping that he could swallow Huang Xiaolong at once, "I want to kill you, you little dog!" As he shouted that, Fei Hou's palm slapped his left cheek, directly slapping Liu Wei. By the time Liu Wei landed on the ground again, his left face was swollen like a pig.
Huang Jun, Huang Ming, Huang Wei, Huang Qide, and Chen Ying did not dare to move; they watched as Marshal Haotian squandered the Qi Sea of Liu Wei, who was not the only one in the world, watching Liu Wei's two arms being twisted and broken miserably by Huang Xiaolong, and their hearts were full of fear and trembling in fear. Especially Huang Jun, Huang Ming, and Huang Wei, this trio of father and son. Each of their faces were deathly pale, cold as they had fallen into the ice abyss thousands of meters away, their bodies started to tremble uncontrollably.
Liu Wei made a last-ditch effort to stand up, and this time, there was no more cruelty in his eyes but fear.
"Huang Xiaolong, you, let me go ... As long as you release me, I can guarantee that my Great Sword Sect will not continue this matter, and will not take revenge on the Huang Clan Manor." Liu Wei pleaded, her voice hoarse.
"Will not take revenge?" Huang Xiaolong stood in front of him and shook his head. The Asura Sword was already in his hands.
Seeing the sword in Huang Xiaolong's hand, Liu Wei gasped in fear: “I beg you, please, do not kill me, do not kill me. Huang Xiaolong, don't kill me, whatever you want, I can promise you!!!!
Huang Xiaolong's expression was cold, “Isn't it too late to say this now? You shouldn't have acted that way in the first place. When you injured my father two days ago, you should have expected such an end!”
"No, don't kill me, don't kill me!" Liu Wei could feel the killing intent radiating from Huang Xiaolong's body. In a moment of fear and panic, Liu Wei actually knelt down: "You can't kill me, I, I am a Xiantian warrior, you can't kill me!"
Xiantian Warrior?
The blade in Huang Xiaolong's hand swung horizontally, and two sharp blade lights cut through space, drawing two red lines in Liu Wei's throat. Looking down, Liu Wei's two hands clutched her own neck as she fell face down. Blood spilled from the neck through the sidelines of his fingers and stained the ground to a deep red.
The leader of the Great Sword Sect, Xiantian realm expert Liu Wei, took his last breath!
Liu Wei's body lay there with her eyes wide open. Perhaps, he had never expected this ordinary trip to Luo Tong Kingdom to be the journey that ended his life. Even more ridiculous was the fact that he actually died at the hands of a ten-year-old little boy.
Huang Xiaolong glanced at the stiff corpse on the ground, then he turned around, his eyes staring at Huang Jun, Huang Ming, and Huang Wei not far away.
Realizing Huang Xiaolong had turned his attention to them, the hearts of the father and son trio almost jumped out of their mouths and their faces turned to ashes.
“Xiaolong, Eldest Uncle is wrong, Eldest Uncle knows now!” Suddenly, Huang Ming knelt down and kneeled in front of Huang Xiaolong, shouting, "For the sake of your father, save us, let the three of us father and son stop this time!"
“Yes ah, Xiaolong. We were confused for a moment!” Huang Jun followed his father and knelt down. “Please have mercy and let us go, we dare not do this again in the future. As long as you agree to release us, we will immediately leave the Huang Clan Manor. The future position of Lord Manor definitely belongs to your father!”