Chapter 61: The Last Bullet

The Fang Clan Ancestral Hall had its own protective formation, but they were reluctant to use it casually. After all, it consumed Dao Yuan Stones, and the Fang family didn't have many of those precious items in stock. Each one used was one less.

However, at this moment, facing the notorious Heart-Eating Devil, the white-haired old man dared not close his eyes even after death.

He couldn't imagine how long the rest of the Fang family could hold out when he had been instantly killed. Would the few retainers the Fang family employed really fight to the death for the Fang family?

This ancestral hall housed the Fang family's ancestors, representing the family's roots.

Therefore, even in death, he had to do something before he completely faded away.

He placed his hope on the Crane Spirit Formation, which had protected the Fang Clan Ancestral Hall for many years, hoping it could trap Xiong Wen.

Ideally, it could hold out until the Dao Yuan Stone's energy was exhausted.

At that point, the news would surely reach the City Lord's mansion.

He believed that although Wei Quji was strict and even harsh, he would not hold back in such a critical situation.

The Fang family would be saved!

The white-haired old man, his heart ripped out, died, still staring straight at the night sky, his eyes unclosed.

Xiong Wen was furious, but his mind was also shaken.

Bearing a fearsome reputation, he had experienced countless pursuits. Randomly changing his hiding place was his habit because if even he didn't know where he would be hiding next, those pursuing him would have no logic to follow.

However, he never expected that such an ordinary act of randomly changing his hiding place would lead to a series of accidents.

He remembered the face of the sword-wielding kid, but at this moment, he finally decided to leave first.

Being in Maple Forest City, he could only suppress his killing intent for now.

However, the Crane Spirit Formation would not care about his thoughts. Within the entire formation's range, only Xiong Wen possessed such a menacing aura. The Crane Spirit phantom above the clear light shook its wings and screamed as it crashed straight into Xiong Wen.

Xiong Wen's body was instantly enveloped in a layer of bloody mist.

He shot up into the air, blood flames igniting on his fist.

Wherever the bloody mist touched, the ground turned black, and the fallen leaves rotted. When the blood flames burned, it seemed as if the air itself was being dissolved.

He used that fist wrapped in blood flames to violently and barehandedly clash with the Crane Spirit's sharp beak!

The Crane Spirit phantom instantly disintegrated, and the clear light enveloping the Fang Clan Ancestral Hall vanished.

The commotion of the battle in the ancestral hall alarmed many people.

The first to arrive were two retainers of the Fang family, both ninth-rank Meridian Navigators, followed by nearby Fang family guards.

However, they all stood far away, intimidated by the figure in mid-air who had shattered the Crane Spirit, not daring to move closer.

That powerful figure enveloped in blood mist, with blood flames coiling around his fist, only glanced down at them, his eyes suppressed but fierce and brutal.

According to Xiong Wen's original nature, he would have killed everyone he saw. But he knew what was most urgent, so suddenly the blood flames dispersed, the blood mist vanished, and he fell to the ground like a stone, disappearing into the shadows, vanishing from everyone's sight.

The entire Fang Clan Ancestral Hall area was silent. Not even a shout to put on a brave face dared to be uttered.

Fang Zehou and his son naturally arrived at the scene, but they were also silent like statues.

The Fang family was one of the three major families in Maple Forest City, with their own reputation and prestige. But for a strongman like Xiong Wen, it was fragile and vulnerable.

Xiong Wen broke into their ancestral land, killed their hall guardian, and shattered their protective formation, and they could only watch helplessly.

This night was so humiliating, large swathes of ink dyed the sky, and everyone was as quiet as a backdrop.

A spark of fire appeared.

That spark was very faint, like when roasting around a stove, a piece of firewood suddenly crackled and popped, and a spark flew out.

But it brought light to this night.

Then came a deafening roar.

Only then did everyone see that the spark was not a spark at all, but the tip of a long spear.

The entire spear pierced out of the night, the end held in a slender and powerful hand, bringing out a man with hair as black as ink and a face so sharp that people dared not look directly at him.

It was unclear whether the spear carried him or he threw the spear, bringing both man and spear crashing into the ground in a posture that pierced the night!

The shadows were broken.

The Heart-Eating Devil Xiong Wen leaped out of the shattered shadows, his body suddenly enveloped in bloody mist, his voice gnashing his teeth: "Zhu Weiwo!"

It was Zhu Weiwo!

This spear was the renowned "Exhausted Salary Spear" of Qinghe County.

Xiong Wen let out a strange howl, and suddenly blood tears dripped from his eyes.

From Three Mountains City to Maple Forest City, he had fought Zhu Weiwo no less than ten times. From initial disdain to later attention and vigilance, and now, there was even a hint of fear that he absolutely refused to admit.

This guy's strength was improving too fast, almost a step up with every battle.

Otherwise, why would he, the dignified Heart-Eating Devil Xiong Wen, be hiding here and there?

At this time, Zhu Weiwo forced him out with a spear, and he also chose to fight desperately in the first moment.

As the blood tears dripped, the blood flames that had only covered his fists suddenly surged, enveloping his entire body.

But Zhu Weiwo only responded with a flamboyant smile: "Got you!"

His body leaned slightly, and with a gentle flick of his right hand, the spearhead stuck into the ground lifted upwards.

Starting from his spear tip, the ground cracked, and broken bricks and soil rose up in a straight line, like an earth dragon turning over.

Xiong Wen walked in the air in the midst of the blood flames, disregarding the earth dragon that was tumbling towards him. All the broken bricks and soil were corroded as soon as they touched the blood flames.

The Blood River Sect's Soul-Eating Blood Flame was so evil and overbearing. Of course, its most terrifying aspect was its ability to devour souls. And Xiong Wen at this time added the desperate secret technique Cuckoo Weeping Blood, adding seven points of power!

Faced with Xiong Wen's full outburst, Zhu Weiwo did not dodge or avoid it.

He shook his hand, pointed the spear tip at Xiong Wen, and faced him directly.

"A good Cuckoo Weeping Blood, you call it so ugly!"

Instead, he charged!

In an instant, flames burst out with the spear tip as the center, and a sea of fire emerged under the night sky.

Zhu Weiwo rushed forward with the sea of fire.

The blood flames collided with the sea of fire, and the spear tip slammed against the fist.

Zhu Weiwo and Xiong Wen fought with all their might!

Xiong Wen faced east to west, and Zhu Weiwo faced west to east.

Xiong Wen swooped down from above, and Zhu Weiwo thrust upwards from below.

They faced each other head-on, rushing forward together!

Victory or defeat was only in an instant.

The blood flames were "extinguished" by the sea of fire, and most of the sea of fire was corroded in an instant.

But after all, the outcome was already determined.

This confrontation, from the time Xiong Wen first chose to flee, had already predetermined the ending.

The sea of fire quickly rolled forward, and Xiong Wen retreated violently.

Scorched by the flames, most of the black robe on his body was burned away, revealing his dazzling bald head.

Blood was flowing from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, making his already fierce face even more hideous and terrifying.

He retreated with all his strength, but stared straight into Zhu Weiwo's eyes.

At this time, he absolutely dared not turn his back.

When he rampaged in Three Mountains City and got rid of the Criminal Investigation Division, he was already seriously injured. But he was tagged by this guy with a single spear.

After fighting a few rounds and realizing it was not good, he decided to break away and heal his injuries first. But Zhu Weiwo was like a maggot on his bone, and could not be shaken off no matter what.

From Three Mountains City, he had been fleeing all the time, fleeing all the time, with no time to heal. Always the old injuries were not healed, and new injuries were added, and finally the injuries were so severe.

He decided that if he could escape this time, he would no longer care about his face, nor would he think about any freedom, and he would definitely ask his boss to save his life. He wanted to wash Maple Forest City in blood, kill Zhu Weiwo's ancestors for eighteen generations, and that cunning little thief with the sword, he must slaughter their entire family!

His mind was churning, and the great hatred in his heart was hard to resolve, Xiong Wen stared straight into Zhu Weiwo's eyes.

In those eyes as bright as spear points, he saw a touch of purple.

Purple Qi Comes from the East!

The Son of Heaven draws his sword and rises, and there is purple qi coming from the east, and the lords look to the west!