377: Intertwined murderous aura

"Who said I was alone?"

As soon as Shen Bei finished speaking,

Zhuang Bifan's human-shaped cocoon cracked and fell to the ground.

Zhuang Bifan, still in his Oddity form, rose from the cocoon entangled in the branches.

He didn't immediately notice his surroundings, but instead focused on his perfectly reattached arm.

He shook it.

He nodded in satisfaction.

Only then did he look around.

At that sight, Zhuang Bifan was utterly shocked.

The surroundings were covered in bleeding human-shaped cocoons.

Standing before him was Shen Bei, bathed in blood and no longer looking human!

And opposite Shen Bei was Heaven-Shaking Slave, with a bewildered expression!

In this scene, Zhuang Bifan's face changed drastically, his eyes filled with shock and uncertainty.

He immediately understood something: all the accompanying Oddities had been killed by Shen Bei!

It was just bad luck; perhaps while dealing with the human-shaped cocoons, the last one happened to be Heaven-Shaking Slave, who managed to stand up completely unharmed.

Without any hesitation, he reached into the mirror, pulled out a pistol, thought for a moment, and discarded it.

Then he pulled out a weaponized stool and stood beside Shen Bei.

"You're truly incredible!" Zhuang Bifan's voice was low, but tinged with admiration.

Shen Bei curved his lips: "I said I'd take him down, and I will!"

A complex mix of emotions like admiration and envy flashed in Zhuang Bifan's eyes. His throat moved slightly, and he uttered a muddled phrase: "You're truly reckless. Step back; I'll take him on."

Shen Bei waved his hand: "You're the main force; I'll assist from the side."

"Alright."

At this moment,

Heaven-Shaking Slave's eyes held an indescribable depth and coldness, and he asked, "So, you're colluding with an Oddity?"

Zhuang Bifan didn't pretend; he directly removed his odd object mask, instantly revealing his human face.

This scene made Heaven-Shaking Slave's eyes slowly widen, an unspeakable shock sweeping through his heart like a raging tide!

He stared intently at the mask in Zhuang Bifan's hand, even involuntarily taking a sharp intake of breath:

"So... so there's an odd object that can Incarnate as an Oddity! Marvelous! Truly marvelous!"

"I want this mask, delivery!"

Shen Bei's eyes were indifferent as he slowly said, "Overly confident. Your life is hanging by a thread, and you're still thinking of robbing? Can't you see your current predicament?"

Heaven-Shaking Slave licked his lips, a look of arrogance on his face: "If we were outside, I could crush you two wastes with one punch. Although we're in the North Mansion, this isn't a place you can provoke!"

Shen Bei scoffed: "I'd like to taste what kind of fear the Headhunter Tribe can bring me!"

As soon as he finished speaking,

Zhuang Bifan directly picked up the stool, his figure darting forward, the stool cutting through the air with a whoosh as he delivered a series of rapid blows!

At the same time, Shen Bei also charged forward, slashing wildly with his blades.

The two of them, with the might of tigers and leopards, were filled with Killing Intent!

Heaven-Shaking Slave's face was solemn. He stomped his feet and threw a rapid succession of punches.

Heaven-Shaking Slave's fighting technique was truly bizarre. Before his punch could fully unleash its power, his body twisted away, directly avoiding the larger impact area of the stool. Seizing the opening, he delivered a punch straight at Zhuang Bifan's face.

Simultaneously, Heaven-Shaking Slave's right leg swept up, powerfully stomping on Shen Bei's instep.

After the brief first round of contact, Heaven-Shaking Slave's combat skills allowed him to fight one against two!

Shen Bei's heart was startled; this Move of specifically stomping on someone's instep was truly insidious and vicious!

If Shen Bei were to be stomped, even if his instep bone didn't shatter, he would still suffer considerable injury.

Originally, Shen Bei and Zhuang Bifan were on the offensive, but Heaven-Shaking Slave seized the opportunity, striking with sudden, fierce, and rapid bursts that made it impossible to dodge.

Bang~~

Zhuang Bifan was hit first, his face directly caving in, causing him to stagger back several steps.

Zhuang Bifan's injury wasn't severe.

But Shen Bei dared not take Heaven-Shaking Slave's stomp head-on.

However, Shen Bei's skill was not to be underestimated. He naturally retracted his foot, dodging Heaven-Shaking Slave's stomp. Then, he lunged forward, one foot forward, one foot back, like an iron plow tilling the field, rooting himself into the ground.

His feet were planted firmly, as stable as Mount Tai!

Shen Bei's long saber then thrust straight in, advancing towards Heaven-Shaking Slave's chest with incredible speed, then suddenly lunging forward, exploding with power!

This was Shen Bei borrowing the stance of a "Cannon Punch" to exert force, discarding all flashy, insidious, and vicious grappling techniques. With the intent of a cannon blast, he wielded his large long saber, thrusting and stabbing directly, sweeping away all in his path.

Heaven-Shaking Slave would never give Shen Bei an opportunity for a saber thrust. His foot moved, and his body slid away, retreating three feet, dodging Shen Bei's long saber strike. But just as he dodged, his vision darkened, and a strong gust of wind pressed down.

Zhuang Bifan charged up again, swinging the stool in a pushing attack!

The advantage of the stool was its extremely large attack area. The stool surface, from top to bottom, covered the critical points along Heaven-Shaking Slave's body's midline: his forehead, nose bridge, chest, abdomen, and groin.

Heaven-Shaking Slave's ears twitched continuously, as if hearing muffled thunder clashing in the air. A breath burst from his chest, and he raised both hands, like an overlord lifting a cauldron, directly blocking Zhuang Bifan's "pushing attack."

Zhuang Bifan's strength was no joke; it came from military training, naturally formidable.

Even though Heaven-Shaking Slave withstood the pushing attack, Zhuang Bifan pressed down on the stool legs with both hands, then slammed his palm onto the stool.

Crack!

Heaven-Shaking Slave's feet sank, then his knees buckled. Unable to withstand Zhuang Bifan's pressing strike, both his knees hit the ground.

"Good!"

Seeing such a rare opportunity, Shen Bei drew his saber and slashed towards Heaven-Shaking Slave's neck.

However, the Eight Great Killers were indeed the Eight Great Killers, seasoned in countless battles and able to adapt with ease.

As Heaven-Shaking Slave knelt, his muscles and bones went numb, yet he forcefully gathered a breath of Qi, turning the kneel into a roll. With a "donkey roll" Move, he tumbled away, finally escaping the danger.

The moment the three engaged, it was like lightning and flint, and the superiority was immediately evident.

Although Heaven-Shaking Slave's combat skills were strong and his experience rich, he still couldn't withstand the continuous attacks from Shen Bei and Zhuang Bifan.

And Shen Bei and Zhuang Bifan's combat experience, forged through life-and-death battles, made them unafraid of Heaven-Shaking Slave's reputation and Aura.

Otherwise, if it were someone who hadn't experienced life-and-death combat, just meeting Heaven-Shaking Slave, without even fighting, their courage would already be weakened.

This is the principle of striking a person's courage first, and striking their eyes to strike their courage.

"It seems you don't have much ability after all," Shen Bei mocked.

A fierce glint flashed in Heaven-Shaking Slave's eyes, and Evil Qi erupted from his body: "Before the winner is decided, trash talk is meaningless."

Zhuang Bifan, however, was impatient. He picked up the stool: "Why waste time with him! Fight!"

Saying that, Zhuang Bifan scraped along the ground, sweeping past, and with a raised hand, delivered a stool strike, chopping down towards Heaven-Shaking Slave's head.

Heaven-Shaking Slave immediately felt a foul wind surging, like a fierce tiger descending a mountain. Zhuang Bifan's stool strike tore through the air with a loud bang.

With such power, even if Heaven-Shaking Slave had practiced "Iron Head Skill," he wouldn't dare to take a direct hit.

What's more, he hadn't even practiced it.

He slid lightly, squatting low, his arm hitting the ground, then suddenly sprang to the left like a nimble monkey, instantly darting out of Zhuang Bifan's attack range. Using both hands and feet, in a few quick movements, he actually reached the top of a large tree!

In that scramble, Heaven-Shaking Slave resembled a startled monkey.

In the blink of an eye, he leaped down from the other side of the big tree, fleeing madly.

Zhuang Bifan didn't say a word, taking off in pursuit.

Shen Bei was not to be outdone, yelling, "Beat a drowning dog!"