Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld-Chapter 220 - 80: Killing the Hundredman (Part 6)

How could it be?

How is the opponent so strong?

My own strength is considered outstanding among many Hundred Households, capable of shattering rocks with a pair of heavy maces, yet even so, I am at a disadvantage.

Three Blood Perfection!

This Fang surnamed person is clearly not just entering the Three Blood stage!

He hides his strength so well!

Seeing myself about to fall into a hopeless situation, Hundred Households Commander He's eyes reddened, his head leaned forward, throat bulging with deep breaths.

He resembled a gasping toad.

Huh!

Huff huff!

His breathing grew heavier, like a bull's roar, a muffled drum, even reversing the air flow, and the power exploding from his hands grew increasingly enormous.

Once his Qi and Blood reached their peak.

Die!

Toad Swallowing the Sky!

His body charged forward, muscles in that instant were like blocks of iron, distorting his clothes and armor, exploding with fierce power.

Charging ahead, swinging maces, his force was brutally violent.

Even if a fierce tiger stood before him, it would be mashed into a heap of meat in an instant by his frenzied mace attacks.

"Good!"

Fang Zheng's eyes lit up, advancing instead of retreating.

"Bang!"

The ground beneath burst, blades of light surged violently.

The body tempered by the Elemental Thunder Skill housed terrifying giant power within Fang Zheng's seemingly slender frame.

This time he swung the blade.

Moving like the wind, force like thunder.

Extreme speed and strength even pierced the air, emitting a sharp screech akin to breaking the sound barrier, colliding with the incoming heavy maces.

"Clang..."

The Qi Force exploded, visible shockwaves emanated from the clash of blade and maces.

With wild clashes between blade and maces, Qi Force continuously erupted, their figures crossed paths in midair, unleashing countless fierce Qi slashes around them.

The hard walls were cut with numerous cracks by the cutting wind.

"Puh!"

Both crossed, their bodies suddenly paused.

"Impressive."

Fang Zheng exhaled a turbid breath, slowly sheathing his blade:

"Worthy of Hundred Households Commander He, actually pushed someone like me to this point, but in the end... I still prevail."

"Gulp..." Hundred Households Commander He opened his mouth, blood frothing at his throat, eyes full of unwillingness as he turned and fell to the ground.

A stream of blood gushed from his throat.

The armor protecting his neck was actually ripped apart by the blade.

"Just joking."

Fang Zheng turned around, shrugging and shaking his head:

"If it weren't for you wearing armor, I wouldn't even need to use the Thunder-Invoking Technique, just relying on strength, I could have easily crushed you."

Meanwhile.

The massacre behind had also settled.

The remaining ones could not resist the Five Ghosts' devouring, turning into skeletons one after another, and the Five Ghosts let out a sharp whistle and pounced again on the corpse left in the field.

The corpse of a Three Blood Martial Artist is a great supplement for them.

"Thankfully, with the help of Five Ghosts' Pouch, otherwise it would have been really troublesome."

Fang Zheng squinted, deep in thought.

In terms of strength, Hundred Households Commander He was much weaker than him, but with armor, desperate techniques, and others forming formations to assist.

Even Fang Zheng couldn't face them head-on.

Unless,

He used a gun!

Armor!

This is crucial.

Even a First Blood Martial Artist, once armored, isn't easy to kill, and a Second Blood with armor can even contend with Three Bloods.

Fortunately,

even Anxi Army's elite are not all in full armor, as long as there are vulnerable points exposed, experts can seize the opportunity.

Against Underworld Soul Ghosts, armor is not only useless, it becomes a burden.

"Let's go!" 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

The Five Ghosts swept the remaining items, then disappeared along with Fang Zheng.

......

"Silver Notes?"

The stack of silver notes brought back by the Five Ghosts made Fang Zheng smile with his eyebrows:

"I thought we were going to toil in vain, didn't expect such an unexpected gain."

Although the armor is valuable, it's impossible to take away.

Yet, on Hundred Households Commander He and others, there were actually silver notes hidden.

The smaller notes are at least ten taels, the larger ones go up to a hundred or even five hundred taels, and this thick stack of silver notes in his hand amounts to over thirteen hundred taels.

Moreover, these are the unregistered silver notes of the Celestial Master Dao Practice, exchangeable anywhere in the country at any prefecture city, just by finding a ticket office.

"Knock!"

"Knock knock!"

There was a sound of knocking.

"Who?"

"It's me, Old Kong."

"Hundred Households Commander Kong?" Fang Zheng's eyes shifted, putting away the silver notes and opening the door:

"So late, why is Lord Hundred Households still awake?"

"Ah!" Hundred Households Commander Kong waved his hand:

"Brother Fang, don't stand on ceremony, just call me Old Kong. Today's matters, I admit I, Old Kong, was at fault, couldn't stop that He fellow, causing you all disturbance."

"I'm truly sorry."

He had an apologetic face, his eyes full of guilt.

"How could I dare."

Fang Zheng was surprised:

"Brother... Brother Kong is too courteous."

What is this about?

Having a conscience?

"That..." Hundred Households Commander Kong gestured with his eyes:

"Can I come in and sit down?"

"Of course." Fang Zheng hurried to step aside:

"Please, Brother Kong!"

"Haha... sorry to disturb." Hundred Households Commander Kong laughed heartily, at the same time extending his right hand that had been hidden behind his back, holding a wine jug, said:

"I've been in Gu'an County for some time now, staying at Brother Fang's residence, which is quite intrusive. Today there's some free time, why not share a drink?"

"Brother Kong is too polite." Fang Zheng squinted:

"If there's something to say, just say it directly."

Offering kindness without reason, rarely comes with good intentions.

The fact that he occupied the Fang Mansion wasn't a one-time thing, if he wanted to get close, there were always opportunities, yet he chose this night to come.

Seems suspicious.

"Hehe..."

Hundred Households Commander Kong chuckled dryly, his slightly dark face reddening as if... shy?

"Brother... Brother Fang." He licked his lips, asked quietly:

"I wonder what's the relation between Miss Jin Shu and you?"

"Miss Jin Shu?" Fang Zheng pondered:

"She is my tenant, during the refugee riot in the city some time ago, took shelter at Fang Mansion, no particular relationship."

"Ah!" Hundred Households Commander Kong's eyes lit up:

"She's not Brother Fang's wife or concubine?"

"Correct!"

"Brother Fang calls her Miss Jin Shu, how could she be a wife or concubine, turns out to be just a tenant, temporarily staying, I wonder if she has a husband?"

He babbled on, full of excitement, which brought Fang Zheng back to his senses.

Looks like.

This guy has taken a liking to Jin Shu.

Hmm.

With Jin Shu's appearance, it's hard for a normal man not to be moved, but Hundred Households Commander Kong's shy demeanor like an innocent young man is unexpected.

After some thought, Fang Zheng spoke:

"I am not that familiar with Miss Jin Shu, unaware if she has a husband, but if Brother Kong is interested, I can ask sometime."

"Interested, interested." Hundred Households Commander Kong nodded eagerly:

"Thank you, Brother Fang."

He raised a cup, drinking it down in one gulp:

"Here's to you!"

"Much obliged."

Hearing this, Fang Zheng laughed lightly, raising his own cup, understanding the other person's intention.

One wishing to draw closer ties, the other happy to oblige, as drinks were frequently consumed back and forth, the atmosphere became warm and friendly.

Amidst cheerfully drinking, Fang Zheng's ears twitched slightly, his expression surprised as he looked out.

Hundred Households Commander Kong also heard some disturbance, frowning as he turned his head.

"Quite lively."

Fang Zheng shook his head:

"My small courtyard, people come and go even at night, hard to find peace."

"Bang!"

The outer gate of the backyard was kicked open once again, an angry group of Anxi Army rushed in.

"Fang Zheng!"

"Get out here!"

"What's going on?"

"Again?"

"..."

"What happened?" A soldier stepped out, angrily said:

"Hundred Households Commander He was ambushed and killed on the long street, Fang surnamed guy, was it you?"

"Impudent!"

Before Fang Zheng could respond, Hundred Households Commander Kong had already stepped out:

"Hundred Households Commander He had just left, I was drinking with Brother Fang the whole time, when would he have time to go out and kill? Could it be you suspect even I, Kong Mou, of being the murderer?"

Upon hearing these words,

the soldiers who rushed in couldn't help but look at each other in dismay.