?52: Chapter 052: Why Play the Fool When You Can Play Anything Else?

    52: Chapter 052: Why Play the Fool When You Can Play Anything Else?

    Ning Fan did not hesitate to knock Xu Ruolan unconscious and then swiftly dodged the attack of the refined young man, rushing towards Xu Xiaoqing’s location.

    Xu Xiaoqing was entirely bewildered, even though she could see the footprints crossing the sandy ground, she remained frozen in shock.

    She muttered to herself, “Phantom Asura…

    Phantom Asura…”

    Then, she too was struck unconscious by Ning Fan with a palm strike to the neck.

    After placing Xu Ruolan and Xu Xiaoqing in a safe place, Ning Fan finally settled his nerves, not wanting the two women to be captured and used to threaten him again.

    As he walked towards the hall, his figure began to gradually become visible.

    Seeing Ning Fan emerge, Liu Sanjian was greatly shocked.

    Liu Sanjian had clearly seen Ning Fan’s sword pierce his own left chest where the heart should be, blood had gushed out.

    And he had left Hun Tianlei to deal with Ning Fan, so how was Ning Fan still alive and well?

    His face filled with horror, he stammered, “Aren’t you supposed to be dead?”

    Ning Fan looked coldly at Liu Sanjian, whose face had turned pale, and scoffed, “It’s true that normal people’s hearts are on the left side, but mine is on the right, something you never expected!”

    Because of his heart’s placement, Ning Fan had agreed to the opponent’s request, and that stab had not been fatal.

    Liu Sanjian froze, his heart on the right side?

    “Are you mocking me?”

    Liu Sanjian raged, his pale face becoming even whiter than a sheet of paper,

    “What about Hun Tianlei, where is he?

    With such serious injuries, he could have killed you with one ax strike!”

    Ning Fan, as if he had forgotten all about Hun Tianlei, pondered for a moment before recalling, “Sorry, he has already gone to meet King Yan.”

    Liu Sanjian and the enchanting woman, Hong Yaoyao, shuddered.

    Liu Sanjian stared incredulously at Ning Fan, his rage reaching its zenith as he drew out his sword.

    “Very good, very good, Ninth Master, I underestimated you.

    Now let me use you to pay tribute to Hun Tianlei!”

    As he spoke, Liu Sanjian’s sword was already thrusting at Ning Fan’s chest with the speed of a bolt of lightning, aiming for Ning Fan’s right side.

    Ning Fan was surprised; the sword was so fast!

    In the blink of an eye, he dodged the fierce sword with an elusive movement technique.

    “This is Liu Sanjian’s renowned swordsmanship? Sёarch* The novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    Not bad.”

    Liu Sanjian, realizing that his sword attack had been easily evaded, was taken aback, but he immediately swung his second sword.

    This sword seemed as if countless blades were simultaneously thrusting at Ning Fan.

    It dazzled everyone looking on, unable to discern which sword was the real one, or even see where the sword in hand was ultimately stabbing.

    “Die!”

    Ning Fan’s cold eyes suddenly flashed red, and with a smirk at the corner of his mouth, he reached out with one hand and effortlessly caught Liu Sanjian’s sword between his fingers with a pinch.

    Dumbfounded!

    Everyone’s gaze was stunned; how could the sword that was impossible to see clearly be caught so effortlessly?

    Not only catching but also pinching it with fingers, this was a blatant insult to Liu Sanjian’s sword technique!

    “Get lost!”

    Liu Sanjian, enraged beyond limits, twisted his sword in an attempt to cut off Ning Fan’s fingers, but the sword did not budge, firmly clamped between Ning Fan’s fingers.

    Liu Sanjian had seen this move before, even Hun Tianlei’s immense strength was no match for Ning Fan’s grip.

    But he smirked eerily, chillingly laughing, “Witness my third sword!”

    Suddenly, the sword in front of Ning Fan splintered into numerous fragments shooting towards him.

    It was like a machine gun firing right before his eyes!

    This was Liu Sanjian’s strongest sword strike, and for most people, it spelled certain and gruesome death.

    Moreover, at such close range, nobody could survive!

    “I want to see how you withstand the power of my third sword!”

    Liu Sanjian pressed on, his entire presence turning into a hurricane as he launched himself at Ning Fan.

    Pupu pupu…

    Ning Fan reached out with his other hand to grasp the fragments that had split from the sword, scooping them up in one swoop and crushing them into fine powder that fell to the ground.

    Liu Sanjian watched, dumbfounded, unable to contain his terror as he looked on, “You…”

    With Liu Sanjian’s three swords already expended, Ning Fan shouted coldly, “Your three swords are done, now it’s my turn!”

    No sooner had he finished speaking than he swung his hand, grabbing Liu Sanjian’s wrist and snapping it with a twist, a cracking sound breaking the silence.

    Immediately after, he wrenched the sword from Liu Sanjian’s hand and brought it down with a forceful chop.

    The sword light flickered, and the aura of death pervaded.

    He cleaved downward from Liu Sanjian’s head!

    Purtsch!

    Not a single drop of blood spilled out!

    And Liu Sanjian saw clearly as the sword split his body in two.

    “Im—Impossible!”

    Liu Sanjian’s lips turned purple, trembling.

    Then, a red line appeared in the middle of his head, and as if bifurcating, his body split in two with a splat…

    Turning into a puddle of blood and flesh.

    The enchanting woman was utterly shocked, repeatedly retreating, but Ning Fan caught up with her directly.

    Hong Yaoyao, facing death, counterattacked fiercely, leaping up to straddle Ning Fan’s neck, her hands transforming into claws to tear at Ning Fan’s eyes, ears, and nose.

    Ning Fan blocked each attack.

    Hong Yaoyao’s claws then turned into fists, hurtling towards Ning Fan’s temples as she shouted, “Die!”

    Ning Fan, in a rage, grabbed Hong Yaoyao’s legs.

    With a thunderous bellow, he declared, “See you in your next life!”

    Then,

    Hong Yaoyao suddenly froze, aghast with the realization that she was going to die a horrible death.

    With a tearing sound…

    Ning Fan brutally ripped apart Hong Yaoyao’s legs, her body splitting in two, barely hanging together.

    Blood splattered, mist filled the air, and Hong Yaoyao’s spirit departed from this world.

    The current Ning Fan, blood-soaked through and through, resembled a blood-drenched devil, frightening everyone in the hall into a swift flee.

    Unfortunately, Ning Fan had no intention of letting them go.

    “Only you are left now,” Ning Fan said coldly.

    The refined young master went deathly pale.

    He never could have imagined that he would provoke the infamous Phantom Asura, a shock to the entire underworld!

    Phantom Asura, that was a godlike existence!

    An organization possessing infinite power and terrifying abilities.

    Asura, a name that lived up to the person!

    Anyone who offended him was destined for Hell!

    But now, he had no choice but to fight.

    For having offended Asura, there was no turning back!

    Suddenly, he went berserk, grabbing a table and chair to smash at Ning Fan.

    Crack!

    The table and chair shattered, but Ning Fan remained unscathed.

    “Who would have thought, in this small place of Zhonghai, I would encounter the renowned Phantom Asura known overseas.

    I don’t know if it’s my luck or my misfortune!”

    The refined young master let out a bitter laugh.

    “Sorry, the dead don’t get to talk about luck,” Ning Xin’s gaze turned icy, and without hesitation, he attacked like a hurricane.

    Biting his teeth, the refined young master steeled himself for a fight to the death, charging at Ning Fan, unleashing his lifetime’s best martial arts.

    Ning Fan’s form flickered, swiftly dodging the refined young master’s assault.

    The refined young master, failing to hit his mark, suddenly split his legs and came slashing down!

    With a slap…

    Ning Fan let out a cold laugh, grabbed the refined young master’s leg, and tore it apart, blood spurting wildly.

    The refined young master, writhing in agony, fell to the floor, propping himself up with his hands as he crawled backward, looking at Ning Fan with unspeakable terror in his eyes.

    “Don’t kill me…

    Don’t kill me, I can tell you everything…”

    Ning Fan sneered and immediately, with a swift kick, sent the refined young master flying against the nearby wall, where he slumped to the ground, vomiting blood profusely, his eyes turning white like those of a dead fish.

    The bloodshed of the battle, the blood was theirs.

    Scared to the point of fainting, Hong Shanzhe passed out.

    When he woke up, Ning Fan was already at his side.

    Ning Fan grabbed hold of Hong Shanzhe and asked coldly, “Who’s the mastermind behind all this?”

    Hong Shanzhe trembled all over, his flesh quivering…

    but he said nothing.

    Ning Fan grabbed Liu Sanjian’s sword and swiftly cut off one of Hong Shanzhe’s arms.

    “Speak now, or it won’t be as simple as losing an arm!”

    Ning Fan’s eyes widened, staring intently at Hong Shanzhe as he threatened and intimidated him, believing the man would surely reveal the mastermind.

    In pain, Hong Shanzhe let out a howl.

    Seeing Ning Fan’s grim reaper-like gaze and the gleaming blade, he was petrified to his very soul.

    “I’ll talk, I’ll talk…

    The mastermind is…”

    Thud!

    A dart had flown straight into Hong Shanzhe’s forehead.

    His head drooped, his eyes bulged, and he died instantly.

    Ning Fan turned his head to look at the refined young master against the wall, fury filling his eyes.

    With a sneer, the refined young master said, “Asura, you’ll never learn who the mastermind is.

    Keep guessing, haha…”

    “Bastard!”

    Ning Fan, consumed by unending rage, didn’t utter another word and stomped towards the refined young master’s face.

    With a squish…

    The refined young master’s head burst like a watermelon, brain matter and flesh scattering.

    Ning Fan wiped his face and surveyed the room coldly, observing the bodies and the cooling blood, then stood up and left the villa with Xu Ruolan and Xu Xiaoqing.

    As he left, he tossed his cigarette butt, burning the entire villa to the ground, leaving nothing behind.