259: Chapter 259 Fate

Wang Hengshan's gaze swept across the group of Blood Demon Sect Martial Artists, and a familiar face came into view.

With just a single glance, Wang Hengshan recognized the identity of this face.

It was none other than Poison Three, the Blood Demon Sect Inner Sect Disciple who had been the biggest headache for the Evil Suppression Bureau for the past half-month.

As the Blood Demon Sect Martial Artists approached, a cold voice rang out.

"Commander Wang, long time no see. This Seat has missed you dearly. I didn't expect to run into Commander Wang here in Mount Yun; it seems we are fated to meet."

Wang Hengshan's expression remained unchanged as he stared directly into Poison Three's eyes. "Poison Three, cease your glib talk before this official. Since you dare to appear before me today, it seems you have something to rely on."

"It seems Commander Wang isn't stupid after all. This Seat has waited so bitterly for you here. During this time, this Seat has been chased around by the Evil Suppression Bureau quite a bit. Today, this Seat will take this opportunity to demand a little compensation from Commander Wang; that shouldn't be too much to ask, right?"

Poison Three chuckled, his figure constantly moving closer to Wang Hengshan, but every step was extremely cautious, far less contemptuous than his words suggested.

Watching Poison Three draw closer, Wang Hengshan tightened his grip on his weapon and glanced out of the corner of his eye toward a certain spot. "Compensation! You Blood Demon Sect Martial Artists entered our dynasty's territory, slaughtered our great dynasty's citizens, and you still dare to speak such wild words. This official would like to see what gives you such confidence."

"It seems Commander Wang does not wish to pay compensation. Since that is the case, this Seat will just have to borrow your head."

Having said that, Poison Three exerted force with his feet, his figure suddenly accelerating several times over as he rushed toward Wang Hengshan at high speed.

The speed was so fast that it caused a series of roaring sounds.

"So fast!" Wang Hengshan's eyes narrowed slightly, his pupils contracting sharply.

In battle, hesitation is the greatest taboo.

In just an instant, he made his judgment.

The next moment, his muscles tensed instantly, and a massive burst of Aura energy erupted from within his body.

The saber at his waist left its sheath before he even knew it, its cold blade like a stunning rainbow as he fiercely met the attack.

The saber light tore through the air, moving so fast that it seemed to leave a white trail in the Void Realm.

Saber techniques are undoubtedly the most common combat method within the Evil Suppression Bureau.

As a Commander of the Evil Suppression Bureau, Wang Hengshan was no exception.

Although his saber technique was not as powerful as Liu Three-Blade's, it was by no means inferior to an ordinary Grandmaster of the Six Bowels Realm Late Stage.

The saber hummed, tearing through the air with an unstoppable Aura as it slashed down from above toward Poison Three's head, as if intending to split him in two.

"How bold!"

Poison Three let out a violent shout, forcibly halting his forward momentum, as a pair of sharp claws appeared in his palms out of nowhere.

The sharp claws were entirely silvery-white, exuding a cold and chilling luster.

Almost at the same time Wang Hengshan struck with his saber, he struck with his claws.

Compared to common weapons like sabers, swords, spears, and staves, claw-type weapons are not very common.

But this does not mean that claws are weak.

Claws might be a notch weaker in pure strength, but their flexibility is unmatched by ordinary weapons.

The sharp claws, along with his arms, carved a perfect arc in the Void Realm, slamming into the side of the saber blade.

The moment the saber and claws collided, a dazzling spark erupted in the Void Realm.

"Bang!"

Accompanied by a deafening roar, a massive force erupted from the center of the collision, rippling out in all directions and kicking up a cloud of dust.

"This is the collision of Grandmasters."

Everyone watched this scene in horror, their gazes fixed on the two people in the center of the storm.

Upon the collision of saber and claws, both of them immediately felt a powerful recoil force.

Even with the powerful physique of a Grandmaster, it could not be completely ignored.

Therefore, the moment the collision ended, both of them quickly distanced themselves, gazing intently at each other.

They could both clearly feel the other's strength.

But this was only the beginning.

The previous strike, all things considered, was just a probing move.

... Meanwhile, several hundred zhang away, two figures were hidden high in a giant tree, looking down at all of this.

The owners of these figures were none other than Pei Qingyun and Liu Three-Blade.

In fact, ever since entering the Yunshan Mountains, the two had been following behind Wang Hengshan's group.

The moment the battle broke out, they noticed it.

"The battle has already begun. With Commander Wang's strength alone, I fear it will be difficult to take down Poison Three. Guardian Liu, when do you plan to make your move?"

"Wait a little longer," Liu Three-Blade said.

"Guardian Liu, are you waiting for the Laughing Arhat to appear?" Pei Qingyun asked.

Liu Three-Blade nodded.

"Rather than waiting like a rabbit for a tree stump here, I think it would be better for Guardian Liu to enter the fray personally," Pei Qingyun said.