Chapter 78 - The great feast of death

"Breathe in."

"Breathe in."

Two fierce figures ran out of the darkness, one on the left and one on the right. The word of the falcons hunting the rabbit, they surrounded Xiao Fan.

"Fall asleep, Lin's friend!" - Xiao Fan, ignoring what was happening, turned around and smiled at Lin Zhentian. Then his hands trembled, and he directed the spiritual energy into Lin Zhentian's body.

"Buddy Xiao Fang, you...!" - Lin Zhentian was scared, but he immediately felt his consciousness clouded. Then all the sounds disappeared, his eyes darkened, his body became weak, and he sat on the floor.

Xiao Fang again raised his arm and the body of the sleeping Lin Zhentian was soaring in the air.

The next scene promised to be very bloody, very cruel, and Lin Zhentian, in the end, a mere mortal, moreover, a man who had never seen so much blood. Xiao Fang was afraid that the heart of Lin Zhentian will not tolerate what he saw and he will suffer irreparable mental trauma.

"Clap!"

"Clap!"

At almost the same time, two figures appeared before Xiao Fang. But their claws with a deaf knock stopped thirty centimetres away from him as if they'd bumped into something. In addition, the seismic force forced them to retreat back, with their hands covered. Their faces were filled with misery in the process.

"Yeah. So... your spirit has superpowers?" - Mo Coonfen's pupils narrowed while he was watching this scene.

Xiao Fang smiled without saying a word. But suddenly the smile on his face was replaced by a thirst for cold-blooded murder and complete heartlessness.

His thirst for murder spread like a thick substance and it forced the surrounding temperature to drop to freezing point.

Then the power flowed out of Xiao Fan's hands and attracted the two men who attacked him. Xiao Fan grabbed their necks tightly.

"Hey!"

The corners of Xiao Fan's mouth rose, revealing an evil smile. His hands trembled, his spiritual energy moved. In an instant, the bodies of the two attackers exploded with a thunder like a bomb.

Everything was filled with bloody mist, countless fragments of meat and bones scattered everywhere, and the room was painted with a blinding scarlet red color.

"Kill it, kill it, kill it!"

The scene you saw in Mo Coonfeng's soul slowly increased a powerful sense of threat. He immediately thought of the blood spatter, the pieces of flesh and organs covering his body. He grabbed Moe Yun's hand and began to step back, while still shouting madly.

Moe Kunfeng wasn't an idiot at all. He saw Xiao Fan kill the hosts of the 'hidden eight' and 'hidden nine' with a single wave of his hand. The Hidden Eight are people whose age is a multiple of eight. The Hidden Eight are people whose age is a multiple of 9.) One could safely judge the incredible horror of Xiao Fang's power.

The superpower of his spirit must be at level b, which is equivalent to that of a district military.

Or maybe... even higher!

"Kill!"

Following Mo Kunfeng's order, the five strongest military men behind his back came forward. A cold flicker came from their hands and Xiao Fang was the main target.

Seeing the five men who came forward, Xiao Fan slightly curved his neck, made a few sharp sounds. Long held back thirst for blood began to rise from the depths of his soul.

Xiao Fan had already killed Liu Chengduong, Zhang Yuysheng and others, but for him it was only a 'game'. After all, they were ordinary people and for Xiao Fan killing them was tantamount to killing a fly.

But now, although Mo Kunfeng and his comrades-in-arms have weakened a little, they have entered the self-improvement system and were considered to be excellent practitioners. This awareness suddenly made Xiao Fan worried. Always cold-blooded, Xiao Fan felt as he began to boil his blood.

"Hey!"

Xiao Fan smiled coldly, inhaled noisily and put his fists out.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Where his fists passed, the air immediately made the sound of tires exploding, and these explosions continued. At the same time, the blast wave visible to the naked eye formed in the face of Xiao Fang and rumbled with his fists.

"Boom!"

When the two attackers were one meter away from Xiao Fan's fists, their bodies ruptured millimeter by millimeter. They didn't even scream, and their bodies turned into a bloody diaper covering the whole thing.

If the previous two men with cotton were torn by Xiao Fang into pieces of flesh and bones smaller than a fingernail, which flew in all directions, the next two attackers split into particles less dust and thinner than hair.

Xiao Fan took a few steps forward, and these steps were heard in the hearts of the three people standing behind on the left. They were like thunder struck and did not move. Suddenly, they kneeled down on the ground, holding one hand on his chest, their faces were agonizingly pale.

Xiao Fan coldly grinned and, quickly turned around kicked one of the people, and then with no less force kicked two more.

"Boom!"

Those two exploded.

"Boom!"

Xiao Fang kicked a third person, and it exploded just like that.

That way, every piece of the room was stained with blood. It was as if someone had painted every corner of the room red from right to left, from top to bottom. The nose was hit by the thick smell of blood. Asphyxiating and vomiting, this smell filled the entire space.

And although Xiao Fan's lips played a smile, but the thirst for murder in his soul was growing, it could not be contained.

The great feast of death will soon begin!

The souls of Mo Kunfeng and Mo Yun, standing at the door, trembled, his eyes filled with fear, and his faces were not a single bloodstain.

What's the story of this... man?

He possesses not only an inscrutable art of healing, but even more fear is instilled by his fighting power, it makes you tremble with horror!

A spirit with superpowers?

Of the three kinds of superpowers, of course, he was the strongest and the rarest. Besides, they were the hardest to develop.

There wouldn't have been twenty people in the world who had a spirit with superpowers, but now... One of these people was standing before his eyes.

He instantly destroyed seven people who had reached the highest level of military art. And it seems he was acting rather at ease, not in all his power. It seems that a young man named Xiao Fang is already ready to join the Spirit Squad.

Spirit Squad, and yet...!

The feeling of danger in Mo Kunfeng's heart has increased even more. It increased so that his whole body trembled.

"Maximum alert!"

"Orders first, second and third Mystery Guard team to be on alert!"

"Order to Shadow Squad one, two and three to be on alert!"

"Order for the giant team to perform!"

"Orders to the Five Spirits team to perform!"

"Notify Mr. Qing He and the Honourable Gui Yuan. The Holy Monk Ju Lung will bring help as a last resort!"

"Fight not for life, but for death!"

"You must kill that bastard!"

Mo Kunfeng whistled loudly, giving the order to Mo Yun standing nearby.

Moe Yun nodded and then quickly dissolved into the dark. Mo Kunfeng hurriedly ran the other way.

Xiao Fan did not catch up with him, but only smiled without saying a word.

Tonight, absolutely no one will run away.