Chapter 322: The Situation of Certain Death
"So it's Deacon Zhao of the Merit Building, how have you been lately?" Meng Fan smiled derisively.
Last time Meng Fan handed over the mission of the Beneficent Hospital, Deacon Zhao, under Cao Xiong's instruction, wanted to pit Meng Fan, but instead, he lifted a stone and smashed his own foot, and was dismissed from his position by Guanmaster Mor, and he didn't know what Cao Xiong had promised him, but he even took part in tonight's events.
"Thanks to you, it's been a relatively happy life." Deacon Zhao stepped to the side, and really struck a happy pose, his face full of smiles, "Meng Niu Ba, later, when you die, I'll leave your soul behind and put it on a wild dog, watching you make love to a dirty bitch, I'm sure that'll be a joyful thing to do as well."
"Tsk, this is a good idea, I'm a little scared." Meng Fan rubbed his forehead rather bitterly, then grinned, "But do you guys really think you can kill me? When I casually shout or flee to the square now, there will be a large number of people coming out to watch the fun, and you guys can't possibly let all of them listen to you, right?"
The icy rain poured down, the cold wind froze to the bone marrow, the thick fog was even thicker, the atmosphere on the field was extraordinarily heavy, Cao Xiong suddenly laughed: "Meng Niu Ba, do you think we will make such a low level mistake? You are …… not able to escape, nor can you shout."
"Wow, it seems that there are still means." Meng Fan said, "Why don't you make it painful and call out that helper as well."
"Don't be in a hurry, it's coming." Cao Xiong spoke, strangling and reciting an incantation, a circle of imperceptible ripples rippled out, and a delicate figure came from afar, reflecting into Meng Fan's line of sight, the figure's gaze was dull, and its body exuded a kind of faint red mist, obviously under some kind of control.
"Mor Li!" Seeing Mor Li walking towards him, Meng Fan was finally unable to remain calm and was about to move over with his Ground Escape Technique to stop Mor Li when he heard Cao Xiong say in a cold voice, "Meng Niu Ba, as long as I move my hand technique, Mor Li will have his soul extinguished, so don't do anything stupid!"
"Cao Xiong, you're really bold, aren't you afraid that Guanmaster Mor will kill you?" Meng Fan's fists clenched and clicked.
"Nuh-uh, why would Lord Mor Guan kill me? In the case at hand, it's clearly you who destroyed the idol, killed the inspection disciples, knew that you were bound to die, and wanted to be a flirt at the end of your life, so you took control of Stranger Li, and wanted to do that male-female thing, but a few of us just happened to bump into it, and you should be the one to die, right?"
Cao Xiong laughed grimly, "But you won't live to the moment when Guanmaster Mor kills you, if you obediently suffer death now, Mor Li will be fine, I can assure you of this, such a beautiful girl, I don't want to let him die either. If you don't obey, I don't mind letting Mor Li perish now, Meng Niu Ba, you have to think about it."
Old man Han also wrinkled an old face and said faintly, "Meng Niu Ba, you are having a private affair with Mor Li, old man knows all about it, you could have left Mor Li behind right now and escaped on your own or went to yell for someone else, are you willing to give it up?"
"Han Shan, it's fine for them to fool around, you're old and familiar with the Taoist scriptures, to do such a nasty thing, what kind of Tao do you think you're practicing, you're really shameless ah you!" Meng Fan's eyes were filled with anger, for everything they had set up just now, Meng Fan really didn't put it in his mind, but at this moment, they had moved Mor Li, that crossed his bottom line.
"I won't run, much less shout, and I will let you spill your blood here!"
Meng Fan's aura soared, his figure suddenly disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he had already arrived at Deacon Zhao's side, and with a wave of his Tang Blade, a cold light flashed, and a line of blood quickly spread from Deacon Zhao's brow from top to bottom, and instantly, Deacon Zhao's head cracked open, and split into two halves, with his eyeballs still blinking, full of fear and disbelief!
It seemed like he didn't quite believe that Meng Fan dared to kill him in this current situation!
"Deacon Zhao, you've been punked twice by them, what an idiot!" As Meng Fan spoke, his figure disappeared once again, and when he reappeared, he had already swung his sword at Old Man Han!
Seeing Meng Fan's decisive kill, Old Man Han was startled and hurriedly sidestepped to avoid it, while at the same time swinging out a palm and slapping it at Meng Fan's face.
Old man Han was an expert at the seventh level of Spirit Condensation, although he counterattacked in haste, his power could not be underestimated, his palm wind rolled up layers of ice and rain, and his force was staggering.
Seeing that the blow missed, Meng Fan turned the Tang Blade around and slashed at old man Han's palm, old man Han didn't dare to shake the blade and hastily retracted his hand, but he had underestimated Meng Fan's speed, and his palm was swept by the blade's coldness, spurting out fresh blood.
Covering his injured hand, old man Han took two steps back and shouted coldly in a low voice, "Meng Niu Ba, are you really not worried about Mor Li being killed?"
"Han Shan, you're really old and confused, do you think you know Cao Xiong? Do you really think he really did let you guys come to kill me? You thought wrong, he just wanted you guys to help him control Stranger Li, and then use Stranger Li to blackmail me, without your help, could he smoothly control Stranger Li under the eyes of Lord Stranger Guan?"
"After controlling Mor Li, he won, you guys are useless, you can't wait for me to kill all of you, you've lived for so long, can't you see this? Have you lived in vain? I killed Deacon Zhao, did he stop me?"
Meng Fan exuded an aura of depression and murder, and the dense fog rolled around him, and let what he said add a bit of credibility.
"Cao Xiong!" Old Man Han shifted his eyes away from Meng Fan and gazed at Cao Xiong, asking sternly, "Is that what you have in mind? There's no harm in saying it."
Cao Xiong frowned slightly, then laughed out loud, "Meng Niu Ba, I thought that your methods were a bit meaner, but I never imagined that your eloquence was still so good, look, even Old Man Han was moved by your words."
Cao Xiong pinched his hand and slowly walked behind Mori Li, said to old man Han, "Old man Han, putting aside personal grudges, you also know why we killed Meng Niu Ba tonight, the master of the Guan is going to die, the Taoist Guan is going to be in chaos, Taoist Qiu's position in the Taoist Guan is in the middle of the day, by killing Meng Niu Ba, you will have broken one of Taoist Qiu's arms, and I will help you to help Chang Shufeng to take over the Divine Niu Society, and let him retire to his old age for you. As for you, you have quite a friendship with the four elders, I still want to rely on you to climb up the ladder two steps, or worse, I can drive away Qiu Daoshi and restore my original position, think about it, what good would killing you do me?"
Han Shan's narrow eyes narrowed slightly as he nodded, "It's good that you remember this, if you want to think of anything-"
"Pfft!"
Han Shan was saying, his body suddenly shook, a knife tip steeply emerged from his chest, and then the tip of the knife slowly retreated back, blood sprayed out, the smell of blood dispersed in the air, so thick that it couldn't be melted, and the icy rain landed on the blood, and quickly melted in! The thick fog surrounded and wrapped the bloody scene.
"Meng Niu Ba …… you killed me ……" Han Lao's lips opened and closed, slowly turned around, his eyes rounded, looking straight at Meng Fan.
Meng Fan shook his Tang knife and shook off the beads of blood on the blade: "Han Shan, you still don't believe what I said? You can gulp your breath slowly and move on!"
"…… I'll see you die!" Old man Han covered his chest, paralyzed on the ground, blood flowed out from his fingers again, but has been unwilling to close his eyes, seemingly really waiting.
"Haha, funny, really funny!" Cao Xiong laughed, his expression somewhat distorted in the thick fog, his gaze coldly swept a glance at old man Han, "Han old man ah, why are you so inept, how could you so easily fall into the path of Meng Niu Ba? There's no need to hold on strong, go on your way without fear, I'll tell you the truth, I was really hit by Meng Niu Ba's words, at this current situation, there's indeed no use in keeping you, moreover, I can also tell you that I'm not bad friends with a few of the Elders, haha, hahahaha!"
"Cao Xiong!" Old man Han's eyes bulged out as he heard this, and the blood in his chest spurted even more violently, his face full of rage! Yet he still refused to die.
"Alright, Meng Niu Ba, it's a certain death for you now, if you dare to make a move, I'll let Mor Li's soul fly away! I'm sure you know that I'm serious this time!"
After saying that, Cao Xiong gave a low shout to Corpse Guilt, "Corpse Guilt, do it!"
The four Corpse Guilt, stepping in unison, pounced on Meng Fan ……