Free Web NovelChapter 906: Chapter 257: Shi Feiyang Courageously Breaks the Mechanism Array, Old Wolf Stronghold’s Enchanted Dream Map (6)
Wu Yuan initiated the "Wind Thunder Spear Technique," the spear’s momentum fiercely charging straight at Liao Pei. As he thrust the spear, he shouted angrily, his voice like thunder, "Liao Pei, you old scoundrel, dare you not pay the passage toll to our Old Wolf Stronghold, I’ll bury you alive here. Hmph!"
That voice was filled with endless anger and murderous intent, echoing in the sky and earth, causing the surrounding air to tremble.
"Iron Palm" Wu Zhong saw Wu Yuan’s fierce attack aimed at Liao Pei, and his eyes widened, flames of anger blazing within them. He shouted loudly, "Do not harm my Brother Liao! Today, I’ll let you, little thief, know the power of Wu Zhong!"
With those words, he sprang out, his figure like a black lightning bolt tearing through the sky, moving so fast that one only saw a black shadow flash by.
In the air, Wu Zhong circulated the Inner Power from the "Six Harmonies True Scripture," causing the True Qi within his body to surge like a roaring river, flowing freely through his meridians. His aura suddenly changed, a powerful presence emanating from him. Immediately after, he unleashed the "Demon Subduing Divine Palm," his palms carrying immensely powerful Inner Strength, striking out with a forceful whistling, as if capable of crushing everything in heaven and earth.
Wherever that palm force reached, the air seemed to be pressed by an invisible giant hand, emitting a "sizzling" sound, as if it were about to be compressed into solidity.
Wu Zhong and Wu Yuan instantly fought amid the sky and earth, their figures intertwining, advancing and retreating like two coiled flood dragons.
Wu Yuan’s Tiger Head Spear cast heavy shadows, each shadow like an agile yet deadly silver serpent, gliding through the air, shimmering with cold light, aiming straight at Wu Zhong’s vital areas.
Every thrust of his spear was like a fierce tiger rushing down from the deep mountains, carrying with it an unstoppable and sharp momentum.
Wu Zhong countered with the "Demon Subduing Divine Palm," palm shadows flying, resembling clouds pressing down from the nine heavens, with a sky-covering and sun-blocking momentum, intercepting Wu Yuan’s spear strikes one by one.
Their attacks collided, producing loud booms like thunderclaps in a clear sky, deafening the ears of the onlookers, causing their eardrums to ache, almost ready to rupture. The ground, too, was pitted with deep holes from the intense palm force and spear power.
The soil at the edges of the pits rolled and flipped, as if stirred by invisible giant hands.
The surrounding trees and grass, under the impact of this powerful force, broke and fell, leaving a scene of chaos.
Wu Yuan and Wu Zhong were locked in a bitter struggle, each move carrying the resolve for a life-or-death battle, the air filled with a strong scent of blood.
Wu Biao’s younger brother, Wu Qu, seeing their side caught in a deadlock, felt anxious. His eyes opened wide, like an enraged beast.
He suddenly squeezed his horse’s flanks, causing the horse to neigh loudly, its front hooves raised high.
Seizing the moment, Wu Qu shouted, his voice like a great bell, shaking the surrounding air. Like a black lightning bolt, he leapt from horseback, his agile form cutting a fierce arc through the air, rushing towards Liao Pei with great speed.
In his hand, he tightly gripped a pipe over three feet long and as thick as a walnut. The pipe was forged from dark iron, emitting a cold gleam under the sunlight, exuding a heavy sense and bearing endless murderous intent.
As Wu Qu charged, he roared, "Liao Pei, you old scoundrel, you do have some skills! Hmph, today I’ll let you taste the power of my Wind and Thunder Acupoint Technique, so you know my Old Wolf Stronghold is not to be trifled with!"
Liu Yehua saw Wu Qu’s fierce approach, aiming straight at Liao Pei, and inwardly exclaimed that it was not good. Without hesitation, he leapt off the horse.
His figure was light, akin to an eagle spreading its wings in flight. In his hand, the "Hundred Leaves Saber" rose high, cutting sharp arcs through the air, like a brilliant meteor crossing the night sky, dazzling yet carrying a deadly threat.
