The sword of the Han Dao suddenly appeared out of thin air, cutting down two women into over a dozen pieces. Blood splattered everywhere as several ninjas hastily picked up the heavily injured and unconscious Jizō-ji and retreated to the old castle in a hurry.
In an instant, Gu Xian's eyes widened in amazement. He couldn't help but applaud with great force and exclaimed: "Brilliant! Brilliant! You truly are a master of manipulation. This internal strife is indeed mysterious and extraordinary. Hmm, you invited me over, could it be that you wanted me to witness this brilliant scene of dogs biting each other?"
Inside the ancient castle, there was a sudden silence. Gu Xie dusted off his head and looked up to see that the robustly dressed men standing behind the windows on the upper floor were also at a loss for what to do, exchanging awkward glances with each other. It was clear that the temple had been attacked by its own subordinates, and this sudden and ugly incident had completely disrupted their formation.
After a full minute, the dull voice sounded again: "This is an internal affair of our sect and has nothing to do with you. Gu Xiechen, your good friend wants to see you here. You've been intimate with him before, I won't bother you about it anymore!"
With heavy footsteps, a majestic old man with the physique of a lion emerged from the ancient castle. He held a heavy shield over 1.5 meters high and a heavy sword nearly two meters long in his hand. The old man had high-arched eyebrows and deep-set eye sockets with two dark gray eyes that shone with fierce, ferocious cold light, making people feel chilled to the bone. The old man's height was at least over 2 meters, wearing only a narrow leather loincloth, revealing an extremely developed physique. As he walked, the muscles on his body kept bulging and writhing.
"Go! Evil! Dust!"
The old man bellowed out Gu Xiechen's name word by word, his voice stern and menacing as he shouted: "I'm going to slaughter you!"
Like a thunderclap on a clear day, the old man let out a loud roar and swung his long sword with all his might. The heavy sword, over two meters in length, was shrouded in a thick layer of bloody light. A long, meter-long sword aura shot out from the tip of the sword, like an evil dragon, and pounced straight at Gu Xie.
With a whirl of his foot, Gu Xie lightly flashed past the old man's sword, which was as swift as lightning. The sword aura swept across the ground, leaving behind an arc-shaped sword mark over ten meters long on the ground. "Ka-cheng", a loud noise, the sword mark sank deep into the ground several meters, and the violent sword aura exploded beneath it, causing the entire ancient castle to tremble slightly.
"Who are you?"
The long sword chopped towards Gu Xiechen again, Gu Xiechen lightly jumped up, his toes tightly attached to the long sword and slid lightly, his body slid along the long sword like a willow branch towards the old man. With one foot raised high, he stepped on the old man's face gate. A loud noise, the air in front of his toes suddenly burst out with a white air wave, this one step if it was solid, the old man's face would become a flat plate.
The old man let out a loud roar and swung his left hand. The heavy tower-shaped shield stabilized in front of him, protecting him from the deafening crash that sounded like a giant bell. Gu Xiechen's foot left a deep three-inch footprint on the thick shield, which was over a foot thick. He used the momentum to flip his body upwards and strike again with his fist. The old man's long sword suddenly exploded, releasing dozens of blood-colored sword auras that were several meters long, accompanied by a loud rumbling sound that shot up into the air. Gu Xiechen cursed and hastily changed his fist to claws, shooting out cold air from his fingers. Dozens of claw marks collided with the blood-colored sword auras in mid-air.
A chill spread out in all directions. The heat wave that had been stored up in the Sword Qi suddenly burst forth and expanded in all directions, colliding with the cold air to create a massive amount of white mist. Gu Xuan Dust and Lao Ren's figures were both enveloped by the white mist. All around them was the deafening sound of claws and sword qi clashing, Gu Xuan Dust and Lao Ren were momentarily blinded and deafened, and they both instinctively struck out at each other with a fierce blow.
The heavy shield slammed straight onto Gu Xiechen's body, sending his body flying over a hundred meters into the air. The power stored within the shield was immense, and Gu Xiechen felt as if he had been crushed by a small mountain, with all of his internal organs aching from the shockwave. A wave of heat shot up his throat, but fortunately, he didn't spit out blood.
A cold light flashed through the white fog. The old man let out a painful cry. Blood splattered everywhere, and the old man stumbled out of the white fog. Three ice spears, each about the length of a grain of rice, had pierced the old man's body, creating three transparent holes in his left shoulder, right arm, and left leg. A large amount of fresh blood spurted out. The old man's physiological functions were extremely strong, and he was still engaging in intense exercise. The blood from the three wounds gushed out like a small stream, "gushing" out rapidly.
The "Dong" evil dust fell heavily on the ground with both feet.
The old man took a deep breath. His muscles tensed, and his robust physique, almost inhuman, managed to seal the three fist-sized wounds tightly shut.
Sen Leng glared at the old man, Gu Xie dust smiled and said: "The K?itigarbha Temple has a feud with me, it seems that I killed several of his clansmen on Tian Xing. But what grudge do you have against me?"
The old man let out a furious roar, and suddenly a thick layer of white fur grew on his body. His skeleton stretched and deformed, and his two ears slowly protruded outward. As his body underwent rapid changes, the old man's voice also became hoarse and unpleasant, like two stones rubbing against each other. He muttered indistinctly: "You killed my only son! You must die!"
In just a few seconds, a white werewolf nearly three meters tall appeared in front of Gu Xie. The upper body of the werewolf was slightly hunched over. Its scarlet eyes stared fixedly at Gu Xie, and its large mouth dripped with saliva continuously. The claws on its limbs grew to be more than two feet long, and the silver-white claws scraped against the ground, producing a burst of sparks, clearly a sharp tool that could rival gold steel. The white wolf spat out a mouthful of phlegm and let out a low growl: "I am Wagas, the father of Walis, the cowardly, despicable brother of Wagri, that dog's mother's son."
Raising his right claw, he extended a single claw in the air and drew a strange pattern. Vagus sneered: "Of course, I have another identity. I am the Elder Executor of the United Federation of Non-Human Ethnic Groups on Earth, as well as a member of the East Siberian Parliament!"
Gu Xie Chen's heart sank slightly, the non-human ethnic union council's executive elder? This identity is only a little less headache-inducing than the Vatican's cardinal. The Eastern Siberian Parliament, on the other hand, is a violent group composed of rough men and barbarians, with more than 90% of its members coming from strong warrior races like the wolf people.
However, the most headache-inducing thing is still the position of Elder Steward of the Non-Human Union Senate, which represents the interests of all non-human races within the Earth Federation, including powerful forces such as vampires, werewolves, and Roman hybrids. Even in the most conservative and closed Asian Taoist Alliance, there are many demon-born monks secretly holding various positions.
Wale's father was such a headache-inducing guy? Gu Xiadun really felt like his brain was starting to hurt.
"Heh heh!" A long string of drool dripped from Wagus's mouth as he stared coldly at Gu Xie and sneered, "There's nothing more to say, I'm going to devour your heart! As one of the sacrifices of the Wolf God Temple, eating the hearts of my enemies can bring me power and vitality! The heart of a strong person like you might even stimulate my life force, allowing me and my mate to give birth to another child!"
A person's heart can be used as a stimulant
Comrades, are you excited?
