383: Double star kill, the wailing of the soul

Shen Bei didn't need to shout.

The moment he heard the harsh tearing sound from behind, Zhuang Bifan knew that Shen Bei must have appeared.

He had already turned around and started jogging towards the back.

He then witnessed an incredible scene.

Heaven-Shaking Slave was originally about to have his throat slit by Shen Bei, but it turned out that the Heaven-Shaking Slave was wearing a wig!

Who would have thought a wig could save a life?

Learned something new…

Zhuang Bifan stood shoulder to shoulder with Shen Bei, holding his dagger.

"What a failure!" Zhuang Bifan muttered, his eyes fixed on Heaven-Shaking Slave.

Shen Bei wiped the dried blood from his face, the flakes of blood peeling off like old paint: "It's not my failure, but his cunning… or rather, the advantage of not having hair on his head."

Zhuang Bifan clicked his tongue and said nothing more.

Heaven-Shaking Slave, on the opposite side, narrowed his eyes, his gaze dark and unreadable: "Are you really going to let me take one of you away?"

Shen Bei sneered: "Even if I let you take Old Bi's life, what then?"

Zhuang Bifan: ???

Go to hell with your one-for-one trade.

If it weren't for their mutual understanding, with anyone else, saying something like that would inevitably lead to internal strife.

Shen Bei then spoke again, exhaling: "Any psychological warfare is useless. As for a one-for-one, you simply want us two to be suspicious of each other and not dare to fight head-on."

Zhuang Bifan nodded, agreeing with Shen Bei's statement: "A biting dog doesn't bark."

Shen Bei: ???

Go to hell with your biting dog doesn't bark.

If it weren't for their mutual understanding, with anyone else, saying something like that would inevitably lead to internal strife.

Shen Bei didn't want to waste words and roared: "Just die!"

As soon as his voice fell, Shen Bei's feet pushed off, and he shot out like a harpoon, instantly appearing before Heaven-Shaking Slave!

Heaven-Shaking Slave tensed up even more.

He was indeed using psychological tactics, hoping to make the two of them suspicious.

But it seemed to have absolutely no effect on these two.

Heaven-Shaking Slave gritted his teeth, raised one hand, forming a dark, bluish eagle claw, avoiding the tip of the long saber, and grabbed Shen Bei's wrist. With his other hand tucked under his crotch, he hooked upwards with a snap.

Shen Bei instantly exerted force, his veins bulging all over his body, densely coiling beneath his skin.

Suddenly, he struck, dropping the long saber from his left hand to form an eagle claw, while his right hand delivered an "elbow-bottom punch" with incredible speed. Heaven-Shaking Slave only heard a sound in his ear, and at the same time, the opponent's shadow was already before him.

"What a good change."

Heaven-Shaking Slave was startled, because with one grab, the opponent could use the momentum to press forward again.

And his own strength had not yet recovered.

Heaven-Shaking Slave suddenly took a deep breath, spread his arms, and pointed his fingers like swords, extending and retracting, attacking like a torrential rain.

Facing Heaven-Shaking Slave's attack, Shen Bei did not dodge. He held the saber in one hand and formed a fist with the other, striking horizontally across his chest.

This was a 'Ban Lan Chui' (Blocking and Parrying Punch).

This punch was extremely fierce, directly knocking aside Heaven-Shaking Slave's arms.

Bang!

Heaven-Shaking Slave's arms collided with Shen Bei's arms, and his entire body immediately vibrated as if struck by electricity, his muscles and bones going numb.

Despite this, Shen Bei still landed a hit, and the impact forced Shen Bei to stumble back a step, tripping over a tree root and falling to the ground.

But even so, Shen Bei seized the opportunity to firmly grasp Heaven-Shaking Slave's hands, refusing to let go.

Zhuang Bifan took the opportunity, stepping into the center, and swiftly extended a hand, instantly grabbing Heaven-Shaking Slave's throat.

Heaven-Shaking Slave's throat tightened, already gripped by the opponent.

At this moment, how could Heaven-Shaking Slave willingly be choked to death by Zhuang Bifan?

He stomped his foot, leaned back, and pressed his back against the large tree, using the leverage to suddenly raise his right leg high, delivering a powerful, heavy Cheating (splitting kick) towards Zhuang Bifan's head!

If Zhuang Bifan were to be hit by that, he could easily be knocked unconscious!

Seeing that Zhuang Bifan had no intention of backing down, Shen Bei immediately released Heaven-Shaking Slave's hands and swiftly moved forward.

He raised his arms, like a powerful force holding up Mount Tai, lifting them upwards.

Bang~~~

Heaven-Shaking Slave's splitting kick struck Shen Bei's arms, shaking Shen Bei's bones under the immense pressure, a teeth-grinding sound of friction between the bones.

"Hold on!"

After deflecting the force, Shen Bei immediately drew his saber, aiming the sharp blade at Heaven-Shaking Slave's chest. With a flash of cold light, he thrust it directly through!

At this moment, Heaven-Shaking Slave was greatly alarmed.

His neck was being choked, and there was someone stabbing him from the side!

He roared: "Get away from me!"

His Qi exploded, and Heaven-Shaking Slave suddenly pushed forward.

He tried to push both Shen Bei and Zhuang Bifan away.

Zhuang Bifan, however, was determined to stick to the throat-choking death grip.

His hand, like an eagle's claw, was clamped tightly on Heaven-Shaking Slave's neck, refusing to let go!

Even when his entire body was pushed off the ground by Heaven-Shaking Slave's explosive Qi, he still wouldn't release his grip!

Under the influence, Shen Bei's stab went awry, and the tip of his saber pierced into the tree trunk.

"Damn it!"

Shen Bei forcefully pulled it out and aimed the saber tip at Heaven-Shaking Slave's heart again: "Happy New Year!"

New Year means… time to slaughter a pig!

Pfft…

This time, it was precise and accurate, the blade slowly sinking into Heaven-Shaking Slave's heart.

Shen Bei used all his strength, thrusting the long saber even deeper.

Clang!

Shen Bei felt as if the tip of his saber had pierced through Heaven-Shaking Slave's back and was stuck in the tree trunk again.

Blood gushed out, gurgling like a hot spring.

Shen Bei's face was sprayed again.

His vision was also a crimson blur.

Shen Bei gasped for breath, exhausted, and collapsed to the ground.

Zhuang Bifan had already choked Heaven-Shaking Slave's face purple.

His fingers had even broken through the skin and flesh, reaching the trachea.

He looked at Heaven-Shaking Slave's face full of unwillingness, his dull eyes, and his body beginning to stiffen. The tense nerves relaxed at this moment.

He fell backward, gasping for breath.

Both of them were utterly exhausted.

Shen Bei, needless to say, had been fighting from south to north, from west to east.

It was just that his long saber was quite formidable and extremely durable.

If it were a weapon made of ordinary Materials, it would have been chipped or broken on the spot by now.

Zhuang Bifan, on the other hand, bore the brunt of Heaven-Shaking Slave's attacks and energy consumption.

Heaven-Shaking Slave was one of the Eight Great Killers of the Headhunter Tribe!

Stepping out of the North Mansion meant instantly killing two people!

Even when reduced to ordinary hand-to-hand combat, he exuded a fierce and murderous aura.

Even under the combined attack of Shen Bei and Zhuang Bifan, there were many opportunities for him to instantly kill them!

It was only because Shen Bei and Zhuang Bifan cooperated so well; if they had hesitated for even a second at a critical moment, the two would have only met again eighteen years later.

The two lay on the ground without a sound, resting for a full five minutes.

Shen Bei then got up and gazed at Heaven-Shaking Slave, who was nailed to the tree and utterly dead.

"Old Bi, we're famous now."

Shen Bei chuckled.

Zhuang Bifan, dragging his dislocated arm, made a gesture.

Shen Bei pressed, twisted, and pushed with both hands, and with a 'crunch,' the dislocated arm was reset.

Zhuang Bifan shook his arm, restored to its original state, and looked at Heaven-Shaking Slave's corpse, sighing: "It's not without trouble."

Shen Bei naturally understood what Zhuang Bifan wanted to express.

It was nothing more than killing one, and two more would come.

Shen Bei said indifferently: "Youth should be reckless."

Zhuang Bifan shrugged: "Just watch, Bai Wei will definitely not agree to you showing off. It's too dangerous."

Shen Bei clicked his tongue: "Future matters, we'll talk about them later. I'm curious, who cut off Heaven-Shaking Slave's arm? Was he also a Da Shouzi?"

Zhuang Bifan shook his head: "That information will only be revealed when we return to the earth's surface."

Shen Bei took a deep breath and waved his hand: "Let's pack up, we… are going home!"