Chapter 70 The Madman (4)
‘A so-called disciple of the righteous sect, begging for a dead body to be thrown away.’
It sounded like the kind of thing a back-alley thug would say.
And the person he was begging was the late-stage disciple of the Huashan Sect, which had suddenly risen to become the top sect in Shaanxi.
Wasn’t that request utterly misguided?
Gu Yangjie laughed at the absurdity.
“Laughing?”
Somehow interpreting that laughter, Xing Maquan’s cheek twitched.
Yet Gu Yangjie still smiled with ease. He didn’t seem genuinely angry at all.
Moreover.
“You beat up a disciple of the Great Sect and still look so smug? It’s just laughable.”
It was funny, so he laughed. There was no need to add any other reason.
A crackling sound came from Gu Yangji’s fingers. The tip. A tremor originating from his fingertips spread throughout his entire body.
The fact that the enemy was right before his eyes was enough to heighten his senses.
Thud.
Taking a step forward, he thought.
How should I strike to smooth out every last wrinkle?
While pondering this, Gu Yangjeok flicked his head slightly to the right. Instantly, his entire body was swept up.
Whoosh!
Simultaneously, a massive wind sound whipped past the ears of the Divine Martial Fist.
‘Even from this distance, it feels so threatening! I’m glad I came to fight!’
Shinmakwon instinctively crossed his arms, preparing for the attack.
Suga-gak!
Sand scattered haphazardly on the ground parted to the sides.
Lightning struck between Guyangjeok and Shinmakwon.
