Demonic Calamity Across the Heavens: Starting with Little Li's Flying Dagger

Chapter 67 The Dragon and Phoenix Rings Fall, Members of the Demonic Cult

call--

call!

Shangguan Jin Hong's lightness skill was not weak. Even while carrying Shangguan Fei, he used his lifting and leaping techniques to the extreme, and his breathing remained steady, with no panic in his eyes.

"Father! Put me down! I'll hold Wei Wu off for you, you go!"

"As long as you live, the Money Gang will always have a chance to rise again!"

Shangguan Fei struggled incessantly, but was simply thrown aside by Shangguan Jin Hong. "Shut up!"

Shangguan Jin Hong had already brought Shangguan Fei to a desolate wilderness. His face was gloomy, unlike his usual amiable self. "In the martial world, it's all about fists, substance, and face."

Make a comeback?

The Money Gang has no future!

Shangguan Jin Hong has great ambitions. He doesn't want a small, isolated force. If he's going to do something, he wants to be the number one force in the martial arts world, the "number one force under heaven" that Shaolin and Wudang would avoid like the plague.

Now that his strength is no match for Wei Wu, Shangguan Jin Hong naturally has no intention of supporting the Money Gang any longer.

Moreover, he was always very good at judging people, and Wei Wu was definitely not a good person. Now that he had provoked him, it was hard to say whether he would have a tomorrow.

Therefore, Shangguan Jin Hong only uttered one curse, then her tone softened, and a smile returned to her face:

"If anyone should leave, it should be you. Your father is holding Wei Wu back for you, so you'll at least have the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. If it were the other way around, you'd only have to make a brief appearance."

"A man of the martial world, an old man of the martial world. I, your father, would rather die at the hands of a master than be a cowardly rat running from place to place!"

Shangguan Jin Hong gripped the steel ring, his domineering aura undiminished with each breath, and shouted, "Go! Never think of revenge again. Pass down the Dragon and Phoenix Rings and live a peaceful life."

Shangguan Fei gritted his teeth and slammed his fist into the ground. As a result, a pebble broke the skin on his knuckles, causing blood to flow freely. He was in so much pain that he almost cried, but he could only run away with tears in his eyes.

Wei Wu arrived quickly, and could still see Shangguan Fei's stumbling figure in the distance. He looked at Shangguan Jin Hong opposite him and asked:

"Not running anymore?"

"I'm not running anymore," Shangguan Jin Hong exhaled. "What people in the martial world seek is nothing more than a result. I want to try whether the 'Dragon and Phoenix Rings' can defeat the 'Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife'."

"Consider it my last wish, how about it?"

Wei Wu produced a throwing knife from his sleeve, the hilt held between his fingers, the tip pointing at Shangguan Jin Hong. "You want to buy time for your son? Fine, if you can withstand three strikes, I'll turn around and leave."

A golden light gleamed in Shangguan Jin Hong's eyes. "Good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the steel rings in his hands were already crossed and placed between his eyebrows.

With a "clang," a throwing knife was knocked to the ground.

Shangguan Jin Hong stared wide-eyed, her mouth slightly open, a wheezing sound escaping her throat, as a stream of blood rolled down from the wound—

A throwing knife was stuck in his throat!

Wei Wu slowly walked past him, his tone as ethereal as clouds and mist, "I just saw your Mother-and-Child Dragon and Phoenix Rings, and on a whim, I also tried my hand at the 'Mother-and-Child' Throwing Knife. It looks quite effective."

Whoosh!!

Shangguan Jin Hong's face rapidly turned bluish-purple, countless blood vessels bulged from his eyes, and veins crawled from his neck to his face. He roared inwardly:

"No! I can't die yet!"

"Fei'er hasn't run too far yet, and the Dragon and Phoenix Rings haven't even been used. How can I, Shangguan Jin Hong, be defeated?"

"no way!!!"

As Shangguan Jin Hong lay dying, he mustered his last bit of inner energy and forcefully flung the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife from his throat away. Blood splattered three feet away instantly. He managed to turn over, but he had already reached his limit.

Bang!

A powerful figure fell to the ground, blood splattering his eyes. In his crimson vision, he could see Wei Wu slowly walking towards Shangguan Fei.

His life flashed through his mind, and in the final moment, only four words remained in his mind:

The knife is poisoned!

……

Shangguan Fei stumbled and ran through the desolate wilderness. The deserted mountains and forests left him in a sorry state. His fine brocade robe was torn off and thrown on the ground because it was not conducive to his escape. He was only wearing a single garment, which was tattered by thorny branches.

His sword was taken by Jing Wuming, and his steel ring was taken by Shangguan Jin Hong. Now, the only thing he can rely on for protection is a dagger hidden in his boot.

When Shangguan Fei finally broke out of the woods and saw the light of day again, the smile on his face froze instantly before it could even bloom.

Beyond the mountains and forests, a group of people were seen resting.

The moment they met, they both adopted a guarded posture.

Shangguan Fei couldn't afford to waste any more time, so he didn't dare to stand still and grabbed the dagger, heading in another direction.

The group exchanged glances, and immediately three or five men jumped out, blocking Shangguan Fei's path. "Don't you dare run away, kid!"

"Ugh!"

A burly man stepped forward, but before he could speak, Shangguan Fei grabbed his arm, reversed the grip on his dagger, and stabbed him eight times in the abdomen!

Shangguan Fei's eyes were bloodshot, and his disheveled hair obscured his face. Only his crazed gaze pierced through the gaps in his hair, intimidating everyone. He roared, "Make way!"

He wanted to intimidate the other party with his ferocity and reduce his own troubles.

but!

His ruthlessness only earned him the other party's anger.

His clean and efficient skills not only failed to intimidate his opponents, but also caused the remaining seventeen of them to stand up and surround his escape route.

"This man's martial arts are not weak; he is definitely a top expert among the younger generation of the Central Plains martial arts world. We must not underestimate him. Break his arms and legs first, and then hand him over to the Holy Maiden for her to deal with when she returns!"

The temporary leader whispered, "Don't force anyone to live; dead people are fine too!"

Shangguan Fei broke out in a cold sweat. He suddenly realized that the group of people in front of him were no good. He immediately changed his attitude and said respectfully, "Gentlemen, do you want money or information?"

"If you're looking for wealth, I have several treasure locations to tell you. If you're looking for information, just ask me, and I, Shangguan Fei, will tell you everything I know!"

"I only ask that you heroes make way for me so that I may leave quickly."

"Shangguan Fei? Shangguan Jin Hong's son is also named Shangguan Fei. Could you be him?"

The leader looked at Shangguan Fei suspiciously, but realizing his urgency, he immediately smiled and asked unhurriedly, "We are going to Xingyun Manor to find Wei Wu. Do you know how he is now?"

Looking for Wei Wu?!

Could he be a disciple of Wei Wushi?

Shangguan Fei's heart skipped a beat. He instinctively took a half-step back, becoming wary of the crowd. But his gaze suddenly swept over the waist of one of the men, his pupils dilated twice, and he blurted out, "You are members of the Demonic Sect!"

"That's right," the leader readily admitted.

Unexpectedly, Shangguan Fei immediately said, "Wei Wu killed the Great Joyful Bodhisattva!"

The leader immediately retorted, "You're talking nonsense!"

"The Great Joyful Bodhisattva learned my sect's divine skill, the Iron-Chewing Technique. My sect leader once said that in the entire martial arts world, even if Bodhidharma of Shaolin were to be resurrected, no one in the martial arts world could surpass him when it came to external martial arts."

"How could she have died at the hands of Cao Cao?"

"It's true! Cao Cao also knew the art of chewing iron!"

Before Shangguan Fei could finish speaking...

A white silk ribbon shot out from the nearby woods, instantly wrapping around his neck. With a ripple, it pulled him to the tree without any resistance, encircling his neck twice.

A cold, sharp female voice rang out from behind the tree:

How did you learn about this?