140: A fit of rage

On the third floor, in the Heaven-Rank Imperial Suite.

Ni Chang's hands were covered in blood, and she was clutching her head, groaning in pain, curled up on the floor like a helpless kitten.

Just moments ago, Ni Chang had tried to reclaim the spirit devouring butterfly knife and fought Ke Qiluo, Martial King and Young Master Kun once more.

Naturally, the result was self-evident.

Although Ni Chang herself possessed immense strength, enough to make even Dean Qi of the Martial King Rank wary, she could not utilize Battle Technique!

She only fought using beast-like instinct.

She didn't even possess an elemental attribute.

The most fatal point was this:

Ni Chang's spirit was extremely unstable!

The spiritual attribute was her nemesis!

Coincidentally, Ke Qiluo, Martial King was a Martial King Rank Martial Artist specializing in the spiritual attribute!

Of course, Ke Qiluo, Martial King was not having an easy time either.

He had a ghastly, bone-deep wound on his arm, and one of his legs had been broken by Ni Chang!

His face was covered in sweat as he took out the spirit binding rope and limped toward Ni Chang, launching a spiritual attack while simultaneously tying up Ni Chang's hands and feet.

Only after confirming that Ni Chang posed no further threat did he finally let out a sigh of relief.

Young Master Kun's right arm was also fractured by Ni Chang.

His expression gradually became crazed!

He violently threw Ni Chang onto the bed!

His eyes were filled with lust!

"Damn it! There is no woman this Young Master cannot have!"

He pulled a small blue pill from his pocket and swallowed it.

Impatiently, he reached out his poisonous hand toward Ni Chang.

A flicker of emotion finally crossed Ni Chang's cold face.

Ke Qiluo, Martial King smiled faintly and was about to open the door and walk out!

Suddenly!

"Boom!"

A massive sound erupted!

The door was blasted open by an immense force!

Before Ke Qiluo, Martial King could react, he was instantly smacked away by the door itself!

Young Master Kun and the pair of twin sisters were startled and looked toward the doorway.

A figure holding a black longsword that radiated cold Qi walked in.

It was Wei Xuan!

Ni Chang stared blankly at him, the coldness on her face seeming to dissipate significantly.

The twin sisters angrily shouted!

"Who are you? Get out! Don't you know this room belongs to Young Master Kun?"

Young Master Kun's face was sinister!

"Do you want to die?"

"Ke Qiluo, Martial King! Ke... Damn it! Where is he?"

The door panel was pushed aside, revealing Ke Qiluo, Martial King, whose nose was streaming blood!

Looking utterly miserable, he said, "Young Master Kun, I'm here!"

Young Master Kun pointed at Wei Xuan and said impatiently, "Cripple him for me! Throw him into the garbage dump!"

"Yes, Young Master Kun!"

Ke Qiluo, Martial King walked toward Wei Xuan, his eyes erupting with fury.

"Kid, you're quite arrogant!"

Wei Xuan didn't hear what these people were saying; the moment he entered the room, his eyes locked onto Ni Chang.

The moment he saw Ni Chang, Wei Xuan was enraged!

All he saw was the blinding crimson color!

It pierced his heart with intense pain!

It was as if the Devil in his heart had been awakened.

At this moment, his blood surged like angry waves on the sea!

His eyes turned completely scarlet, like a ferocious beast.

Killing intent, sharp as a knife, enveloped everyone!

The room seemed to transform into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

In an instant, they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cavern.

Wei Xuan himself didn't realize that he had lost all reason; his heart was filled only with killing intent!

His eyes widened in fury! He immediately let out a roar that sounded inhuman!

"Ah ah ah ah! Die! You all must die!!!"

"All of you, die!!!"

At this moment, Wei Xuan was like a furious beast! He had lost his last shred of sanity!

He whipped up a gust of fierce wind and charged toward Young Master Kun!

He had only one objective in mind!

Kill! Kill them all!

His blood-red eyes and astonishing killing intent, like a God of Slaughter crawling out of a sea of blood, thoroughly terrified Young Master Kun and the others.

Young Master Kun's hair stood on end, a feeling of extreme danger surging into his heart!

"Stop him! Stop him!"

Ke Qiluo, Martial King stepped forward, standing in front of Young Master Kun.

"Spiritual Storm!"

Wei Xuan's face went pale, and his head throbbed with intense pain!

He casually grabbed a handful of healing pill and threw them into his mouth!

Instantly, the powerful restorative ability of the healing pill neutralized the spiritual influence!

His body didn't pause; he raised his longsword, and Sword Qi burst forth!

Killing intent soared!

"Demon Quelling!"

Seeing that Wei Xuan was completely unaffected, Ke Qiluo, Martial King was horrified!

His face was ruthless!

"God's End! Spiritual Cannon!"

"God's End! Chaotic Blades!"

"Death Scythe!"

Massive spiritual Battle Technique submerged Wei Xuan, and a soul-tearing pain erupted in his head. Fortunately, the healing pill inside Wei Xuan's body constantly restored his spiritual injuries.

He completely ignored the intense spiritual pain, his eyes crimson, and his speed increased instead!

At this moment, Wei Xuan had already rushed in front of Ke Qiluo, Martial King, and the magic formation had taken shape!

He smashed it right into Ke Qiluo, Martial King's face!

"Kill!"

Hundreds of lightning swords suddenly erupted!

Ke Qiluo, Martial King widened his eyes, filled with disbelief!

In an instant, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back!

Unable to think further, he could only cross his arms in front of his face!

"Puff!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Intense pain spread throughout his body, as if hundreds of steel needles were stabbing every corner of him!

Ke Qiluo, Martial King let out a low growl, desperately resisting.

A smug smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Kid, although I don't know why you aren't affected by spiritual attacks, do you really naively believe you can break through a Martial King's defense?"

Wei Xuan could also see that although Ke Qiluo, Martial King specialized in the spiritual attribute, the Physical Body quality of a Martial King Rank expert was not so fragile!

The lightning swords could only leave two-centimeter deep wounds on him!

It was not fatal!

Wei Xuan remained unmoved.

The wandering dragon sword sliced through a strange arc, stabbing toward Ke Qiluo, Martial King's heart!

Ke Qiluo, Martial King was greatly alarmed! He had never expected the person before him to possess such exquisite swordsmanship.

He could only spare one hand to grab the wandering dragon sword!

His face was full of confidence!

However, the moment he grabbed the sword, his expression instantly changed!

"Pfft!"

"Ah!!!"

Ke Qiluo, Martial King's left hand had been pierced through by the wandering dragon sword!

He quickly grabbed the wandering dragon sword with his other hand, leaving his front wide open!

Countless lightning swords stabbed his face, leaving it riddled with holes!

"Ah ah ah!!! My face!"

Ke Qiluo, Martial King let out a bloodcurdling scream!

His entire appearance was ruined beyond recognition!

But he dared not let go of the sword in his hand, as this sword could pierce a Martial King Rank Physical Body!

No matter how hard he tried, he would never have guessed that this sword was Qin Lou's cherished sword!

How could it be ordinary!

Young Master Kun saw something was wrong and quickly grabbed the butterfly knife, stabbing toward Wei Xuan from the side!

Wei Xuan's eyes were full of malice, and he fiercely lifted one leg!

Eerie green flames wrapped around it!

Groin-Striking Kick!

Like a meteorite crashing into the earth!

It kicked Young Master Kun in the crotch with extreme speed!

"Crack!"

Following a crisp sound,

Young Master Kun's entire body shot violently upward, smashing through the ceiling with a "boom"!

He crashed through both the third and fourth floors!

It took a full four or five seconds before he fell back down!

Clutching his blood-soaked crotch, he curled into a ball, his face contorted. After a brief silence, he finally let out a bloodcurdling scream that defied human description!

"Ah ah ah uh uh uh!!!!!!"

The twin sisters hugged each other in terror. Ke Qiluo, Martial King's eye twitched violently, and he looked at Wei Xuan with utter fear.

An astonishing chill shot up from his spine to the back of his head!

His legs involuntarily squeezed together slightly.

Wei Xuan's eyes were still blood-red, and a few words carrying Evil Qi burst from between his teeth.

"How dare you treat her like this!"

"How dare you!!!"

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