manynovel Chapter 3279 Lesser Fullness (Killing Intent)
Chapter 3279 Lesser Fullness (Killing Intent)
Then, he raised his right hand and gently snapped his fingers at the image in mid-air.
"Snapped."
A crisp sound echoed through the deathly silent hall.
The scene in mid-air that tore through space shattered like a mirror.
Immediately afterwards, several figures with black chains piercing their collarbones fell from nothingness.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
A series of dull thuds echoed as the car crashed to the ground.
Those were the eldest senior brother, the second senior brother, the third senior brother, and also Zhang Wan, the squinty-eyed one, the round-faced one, Elder Dan...
And two dim little orbs of light—Little Yellow and Little Purple.
They fell heavily, but didn't even utter a cry of pain.
Because they had already lost consciousness.
The spirits of Xiao Huang and Xiao Zi were faintly visible, as if a gust of wind could blow them away.
"Eldest brother, second brother, third brother, Little Yellow, Little Purple!"
Hu Xiaoman's heart clenched, and ignoring the madman beside her, she rushed forward immediately.
The scene on the ground was even more horrific than what was shown on screen.
The eldest brother's usually calm and dignified face was now ashen, with a gaping hole in his chest, and traces of the erosion from the gale still lingering around the wound, preventing it from healing.
His breath was extremely weak, as if only a tiny spark remained, ready to be extinguished at any moment.
The flamboyant robe that the second senior brother cherished most was now just shreds, and his body was covered with deep, bone-revealing scars.
The third senior brother's hand bones were all shattered, and his sword-wielding hands now hung limply at his sides.
The souls of Xiao Huang and Xiao Zi were weak and transparent.
Hu Xiaoman's hands trembled as she tried to touch them, but she was afraid that if she used too much force, they would break.
anger.
A surge of rage burned within her chest, threatening to consume her reason.
"Zhou Wenlun!"
She whirled around, staring intently at the man in pristine white, her eyes blazing with murderous intent: "You're going to kill them!"
They're dying!
Zhou Wenlun walked over slowly and looked down at the people on the ground who were barely alive.
"Xiaoman, you can't say that."
He shrugged, looking completely innocent: "I just brought them out of the void. As for their injuries, those were sustained inside. What does that have to do with me?"
"but……"
He changed the subject, looked at Hu Xiaoman's murderous gaze, and chuckled, "Since Xiaoman is so distressed, then I'll reluctantly lend a hand."
As he spoke, he casually raised his hand and flicked his fingers lightly.
Several golden rays flew from his fingertips and entered the brows of Chen Heng and the others.
That is the power of Heaven, containing the most fundamental magical power of this world.
As the golden light entered their bodies, the gruesome wounds on Chen Heng and the others stopped bleeding.
The souls of Xiao Huang and Xiao Zi, which were on the verge of dissipating, were barely stabilized.
But that's about it.
They remained in a deep coma, their breathing weak, like people hanging on the edge of a cliff, not falling yet but unable to climb back up.
Hu Xiaoman: "I want my senior brothers to wake up."
With Zhou Wenlun's abilities, it would be a piece of cake for him to cure them.
Hu Xiaoman knew that even if she wanted to put her senior brothers into Manzhou Shikong now, it would be impossible.
Zhou Wenlun must have known that she had Shi Kong.
Zhou Wenlun smiled, a smile that held a profound meaning.
"Xiaoman, you're too greedy."
He walked up to Hu Xiaoman, lowered his voice, and said in a tone that only the two of them could hear, "If we cure them all and they're all alive and kicking, what if they try to take you away again and ruin our wedding?"
"and……"
He reached out and made a grasping motion in the air, as if he held the lifeline of everyone in his hands: "If there are no bargaining chips, how can I guarantee that you will obediently listen to me?"
Hu Xiaoman sneered.
What a despicable person!
He had no intention of letting his fellow disciples off the hook.
They simply moved them from one cage to another, to use them to constantly threaten her.
"Cough...cough...cough..."
Just then, a violent coughing sound rang out.
With Hua Nian's help, Yang Rui struggled to move over.
He looked at his fellow disciples on the ground, their bodies covered in wounds and their fates unknown.
Looking at the large hole in the eldest brother's chest and the second brother's broken body, his peach blossom eyes, which always carried a hint of illness and weariness, instantly turned bloodshot.
“Zhou…Wen Lun…”
Yang Rui's voice was hoarse and broken, as if he were holding a mouthful of blood.
He pushed Hua Nian away, stood up unsteadily, and held the white jade flute in his hand tightly, though it was covered with cracks, pointing it at the high and mighty man.
"You've tormented them like this..."
"You...beast!"
Overwhelmed with grief and indignation, Yang Rui somehow found a surge of strength and mustered the last of his spiritual energy to rush forward and fight Zhou Wenlun to the death.
Even if it means death, he will bite off a piece of this beast's flesh!
However, the reality is cruel.
Faced with Yang Rui's fearless charge, Zhou Wenlun didn't even lift an eyelid.
"act recklessly."
He uttered four words calmly.
The next moment, an invisible yet terrifying pressure descended from the sky and slammed heavily onto Yang Rui's body.
"boom!"
Before Yang Rui could take two steps, he was slammed to the ground by this oppressive force.
His knees slammed heavily against the stone slabs, making a sickening cracking sound.
His cheeks were pressed against the ground, scraped raw by the rough stones, and bleeding profusely.
That humiliating posture was like that of an ant being trampled under the feet of a giant.
"Brother Yang Rui!"
Hua Nian cried out in alarm and rushed forward, trying to push away the invisible pressure, but was thrown back by the force and crashed to the ground, coughing up blood.
Zhou Wenlun stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Yang Rui, who was struggling on the ground, his eyes full of contempt and mockery.
"Can't you stand this?"
"Aren't you supposed to be very principled?"
"Weren't you going to turn into a vengeful ghost and bite me to death?"
He lightly touched the ground with his toes, and the oppressive force pressing down on Yang Rui instantly doubled.
"puff!"
Yang Rui spat out another mouthful of blood, feeling as if his internal organs were about to be crushed.
"A mere ant that knows only how to boast and talk big dares to challenge me?"
Zhou Wenlun's voice was icy cold: "If it weren't for Xiaoman's sake, you would already be dead in that instant."
The killing intent in his eyes, no longer concealed, slowly coalesced.
He really wanted to kill Yang Rui.
This man is getting too close to Xiaoman. Although he is only Xiaoman's senior brother, it still makes Xiaoman jealous.
A murderous intent instantly filled the air, and the temperature in the air plummeted to freezing.
Zhou Wenlun slowly raised his hand, and a destructive white light was gathering in his palm.
Although the light was faint, it was enough to completely annihilate Yang Rui, who was powerless to resist at the moment.
"do not want!"
Hua Nian screamed in despair, trying to crawl over, but was unable to move due to her severe injuries.