94: Chapter 94 Never Missing a Shot, A Knife Within a Knife!

"You, what did you say?!" Hearing the truth, Steward Wang Taian was struck by lightning.

"Still haven't understood?"

Yang Liu laughed until she shook, even covering her mouth, mocking, "From the very beginning, I never poisoned that pot of wine. The cup I poured for Captain Qin was only added with some good medicine to strengthen the body and nourish the kidneys."

"And you, my dear Steward, the antidote you swallowed beforehand like it was a treasure, is actually a lethal poison that kills upon contact!"

Boom—!

The cruel truth, like a rusty, blunt blade, stabbed fiercely into Steward Wang Taian's heart, and even twisted twice inside.

A double scheme! A trap within a trap!

He thought he had set an inescapable net to catch a turtle in a jar, but he didn't expect that he was the clown kept in the dark, voluntarily swallowing the poison.

Waking from a dream, sitting up alone, the clown turned out to be myself...!

"Bitch!!!"

Steward Wang Taian let out a shrill roar like a dying beast. He pointed a trembling finger at Yang Liu, his eyes so bloodshot they were almost dripping blood, and said, "I treated you well, not only letting you live in luxury but also sharing half the power of the Management Hall with you. You... why did you betray me?!"

Why betray?

Yang Liu looked at Steward Wang Taian, who was slumped on the ground like a dead dog. The smile on the corner of her mouth gradually faded, replaced by a coldness and disgust that had been suppressed for a long time.

She smiled, but did not speak, because there was someone more suitable than her to answer this question.

"Step, step, step..."

A steady, powerful sound of footsteps came from the other side.

Qin Feng, who had been "pushed back," now appeared as if nothing had happened, walking leisurely to Yang Liu's side.

His tall, upright figure stood side by side with Yang Liu's enchanting and graceful form, creating a visually striking sense of oppression.

Qin Feng looked down at Steward Wang Taian, who was coughing up black blood on the ground, his eyes filled with undisguised disdain and pity.

He sneered and said, "The reason is simple, because she is my woman. Steward Wang Taian, take your stupidity and your cuckoldry, now, you can be an enlightened ghost."

"Hum—!"

This extremely flat sentence, falling into Steward Wang Taian's ears, was no different from a Nine Heavens thunderclap, directly shattering his last shred of sanity!

Being betrayed by the person he trusted most, being poisoned, being cuckolded, and even having the other party conspire with a lover to take everything he had.

A great humiliation, an irreconcilable great humiliation!

"Ahhhhh, you bastard couple, even if I die, I will drag you down to Hell together!!!"

Steward Wang Taian was completely hysterical; he fell into extreme madness and despair.

He no longer suppressed the rampaging poison within his body, but instead directly burned his remaining Origin of life and the last trace of true essence in his Dantian.

"Boom!"

A terrifying fluctuation, even more violent than before and mixed with thick Death Qi, suddenly erupted from his body.

His fat body suddenly grew by a third as if it were being inflated at this moment, and dense beads of blood seeped from his skin; he looked like a fierce ghost crawling out of a sea of blood!

"Fierce Tiger Claw!!!"

Accompanied by a shrill, extreme tearing sound.

Steward Wang Taian's claws were like hooks, with three-foot-long blood-colored edges spitting from his fingertips, carrying a tragic Aura of mutual destruction, crazily pouncing towards Qin Feng's chest!

This blow condensed all the unwillingness and resentment of a Qi Refining Stage 3 cultivator before death. Its speed was like a bolt of blood-colored lightning, instantly tearing through the air along the way, bringing up a series of piercing shrieks.

"Watch out!"

Yang Liu's face changed drastically, and she couldn't help but exclaim.

She knew how terrifying a death-struggle blow could be; a slight carelessness could result in being torn in two.

However, facing the desperate counterattack that seemed capable of tearing the sky, Qin Feng's eyes remained as deep as an ancient well, without a hint of panic.

"A trapped beast's struggle, yet you dare call yourself a tiger?!"

Qin Feng snorted coldly, and the Ghost Wind-Stepping under his feet was pushed to the limit.

"Swish!"

His figure was like a weightless willow catkin, or a ghost shuttling through the underworld. At the moment the blood-colored claw light was about to touch his clothes, he suddenly soared into the air at an angle that defied common sense, steadily hovering in mid-air.

"Go to Hell—!" Steward Wang Taian missed his attack, but was unwilling to give up. His feet fiercely shattered the bluestone slab, and he soared into the air to pursue and kill!

"It's over."

Hovering in mid-air, Qin Feng's eyes were cold to the extreme.

His right wrist suddenly flicked at a frequency almost impossible for the naked eye to capture!

Inch Radiance!

"Whoosh—!!!"

A point of ink-black cold light instantly bloomed at Qin Feng's fingertips.

Immediately after, a seemingly ordinary steel flying knife, carrying a sharp sonic boom that pierced the sky, turned into a black light of the god of death, directly breaking through the constraints of spatial distance and shooting out.

The blade light was like lightning, the killing intent was awe-inspiring!

The moment the flying knife broke through the air, the surrounding air was rubbed into a visible white wave of air.

Seeing that the fatal flying knife was about to shoot into his throat, the frantic Steward Wang Taian let out a hair-raising, ferocious laugh.

Although he was deeply poisoned, his combat instincts as a Qi Refining Stage 3 cultivator remained.

"Clap!!!"

Steward Wang Taian suddenly reached out his big, blood-covered hand, and the steel flying knife, which was originally indestructible and had an Infallible Aim, was actually grabbed firmly and steadily by his palm, which was wrapped in blood-colored true essence, in the air less than an inch from his throat!

Sparks flew everywhere! The huge impact shook the skin of Steward Wang Taian's palm until it split, but he had blocked it!

He pinched the blade and paused in mid-air.

"Hahahaha, you trash."

Steward Wang Taian stared with bloodshot bull eyes, glaring at Qin Feng in mid-air, and laughed wildly without restraint, saying, "They all say your flying knife has Infallible Aim and is unpredictable. I see it's nothing more than this!"

"In the face of absolute strength, your hidden weapon is a huge joke!"

Steward Wang Taian was ecstatic to the extreme; he seemed to have already seen the satisfying scene of himself tearing Qin Feng apart in the next second.

However, Qin Feng in mid-air, looking at the flying knife tightly gripped in the enemy's hand, not only did not have any ripples because of the miss, but the corners of his mouth slowly curled into an extremely strange and cruel smile.

"Is that so?"

Qin Feng's thin lips parted slightly, spitting out two words.

The next second,

"Zheng—!!!"

A strange blade-ringing sound, extremely crisp and seemingly able to pierce the Soul, suddenly sounded without warning from inside the flying knife that Steward Wang Taian was gripping tightly.

"What?!"

The wild laughter on Steward Wang Taian's face instantly stiffened, and an unprecedented, fatal sense of crisis made the hairs all over his body stand on end in an instant.

"Whoosh—Puchi!"

Before Steward Wang Taian could make any move to discard the flying knife, a tiny crack suddenly opened at the tip of the originally ordinary steel flying knife.

Immediately after, an extreme blade light, ten times smaller than the original flying knife but highly condensed and compressed from the purest purple-gold true essence, shot out instantly like the tongue of a long-dormant venomous snake, at a terrifying speed that could not be explained by common sense!

It was too fast, too close!

This was the ultimate combination of true essence control and Martial Skill, a dead end that was completely unsolvable.

The true essence blade light hidden within the blade body tore through Steward Wang Taian's final Protective Aura like dry wood, rapidly enlarging in his pupils.

"Chii—"

A slight but extremely dull sound of flesh being pierced rang out.

The true essence blade light shot directly into the front of his throat, and with a trail of dazzling blood, it pierced through from the back of his neck and nailed him fiercely to the bluestone pillar behind him!

"Uh... uh..."

Steward Wang Taian's huge body suddenly froze in mid-air, like a drake whose neck had been pinched, unable to make any sound anymore.

His hands tightly covered the transparent hole that was continuously spurting blood, and his eyeballs were almost bulging out of their sockets.

His body, like a kite with a broken string, fell heavily from mid-air, smashing onto the floor of the main hall with a "bang."

"A... Great Perfection Martial Skill..."

Steward Wang Taian lay on his back in a pool of blood, his vitality flowing away frantically like a tide, and a leaky "gurgle" sound came from his throat.

Until the moment of death, his unfocused eyes were still filled with thick shock and disbelief.

He opened his mouth with great difficulty, using the last bit of his strength, and murmured his last words,

"Inside the blade... inside the blade, there was actually... another blade..."