
Chapter 113: Leaving Out of Shame
Yang Dong had just finished speaking yet Fei Hou had already made a move.
Before anyone could blink, Fei Hou was already in front of Yang Dong. Fists punched, roared across space; and probably caused Yang Dong's heart to stiffen. He quickly attacked his own fist to fight Fei Hou.
A deafening explosion resounded, and two silhouettes flew back from the impact of the reflection.
"The Second Xiantian Order?" Fei Hou's eyes insulted, "Yang Dong, you and your grandson Yang An are the same, your brain is made of your butt."
"But not made of ass ?!" Yang Dong was confused for a moment.
However, the crowd watching from the street outside laughed out loud.
The people from Yang House had ugly expressions on their faces.
As the crowd laughed, the voice made Yang Dong return to the real world; just as Yang Dong's anger was about to explode, Huang Xiaolong suddenly waved his hand: "Circle them all, surround them all, don't let one go!" As Huang Xiaolong's voice fell, the silhouette shifted. Five to six hundred guards were seen exiting the Fei Mansion in a siege above the Yang Mansion guards.
Although Yang Dong brought many guards with him this time, the number only reached three hundred at most. In his opinion, by relying on the strength of the Xiantian Second Order, he alone could flatten the entire Fei Mansion; it did not matter if Fei Hou had broken through to the Xiantian realm because Fei Hou was not his opponent.
But, that punch earlier...it was as if Fei Hou's strength?!
"Kill me!" Yang Dong glared at the siege guards of the Fei Mansion and shouted furiously. Then, a dazzling light shot out from his body as he summoned his martial spirit.
Yang Dong's martial spirit was actually an enormous black bottle!
This black bottle was over a dozen meters tall, and from top to bottom was pure black except for a few strange red secret patterns that glittered sinisterly, giving off a terrifying ghost-like feeling.
Yang Dong instantly changed his soul the moment his martial spirit materialized. The surface of his skin turned black like a black bottle of martial spirit as if it was coated with a layer of black paint, and at the same time, black fog danced around him, dancing around him, allowing Yang Dong to hide inside the black fog substance.
Yang Dong flashed and appeared in front of Fei Hou in the next moment. A black arm suddenly shot out from the thick black fog, targeting Fei Hou's chest; however, Fei Hou was ready. With a flash of silver, his martial spirit came out and turned into a Silver River that encircled Fei Hou's body as a defense, blocking the enemy's attack.
After blocking the enemy attacks, the Silver River continued to revolve around Fei Hou, growing bigger and stronger with each full turn. The battle qi ball that enveloped Fei Hou's body followed and grew to a larger diameter. At the same time, the battle qi field that enveloped Fei Hou became increasingly bitter, emitting an even stronger atmosphere.
Strengthening Martial Spirit!
After Fei Hou broke through to the Xiantian realm, his martial spirit strengthening had increased from five times to seven times.
Sensing the difference in Fei Hou's strength after the strengthening of the martial spirit, Yang Dong's face changed drastically; the thick black fog that protected him suddenly expanded, rolling like an angry black cloud, emitting an aura that makes the heart beat.
"The Black Cloud's Site!"
Traces of gigantic black palms flew out from amidst the black fog, hovering in the air.
Fei Hou jumped.
"Heart Breaker Boxing!"
Fist punched, pierced through space and slammed into the palm of the black clouds. The traces of palms and fist prints exploded in a collision.
Yang Dong fought Fei Hou, and under them, a different battle erupted between the Fei Mansion guards and the Yang Mansion guards.
Fei Rong versus Yang Zheng.
Fei Ming fought Yang Zhanfei.
Originally, Yang Zhanfei had thought he could easily and quickly defeat Fei Ming like he did two days ago, and give Fei Ming a punch worthy of a dog, however, today he realized not only had Fei Ming's wounds healed completely, even his cultivation had recovered.Sophisticated! He used an extremely strange type of fist-fighting skill that Yang Zheng couldn't seem to avoid, and he ended up in a miserable state.
This realization made him afraid and angry.
Huang Xiaolong kept flashing around the 'battlefield', and every time he appeared, the guards of the Yang Mansion would be sent flying.
These Yang Mansion Guards, other than Zhu Yi and a few others, were mostly Seventh Commandments; the Eighth and Ninth Order were very few in number. Relying on this level of strength, how could they receive an attack from Huang Xiaolong?
Yang Dong noticed something strange below and saw Huang Xiaolong's actions clearly. Watching the guards of the Yang Mansion one after another being sent packing, his heart seethed with rage. Unfortunately, he was obstructed by Fei Hou and he was unable to find an opportunity to deal with Huang Xiaolong at the moment.
As the battle with Fei Hou continued, Yang Dong became even more anxious and fearful. Fei Hou was only a Xiantian First Order but his physical defense, strength, and battle qi level were no worse than him, the Xiantian Second Order!
Not to mention that Fei Hou's attacking power got a boost from his martial spirit strengthening ability and there were even signs of defeating him!
The tragic screams came like waves by the beach as the guards of the Yang Mansion fell down one by one.
The number of Yang Mansion guards that came this time was not much, and on top of that, Yang Dong was being held back by Fei Hou, resulting in the bad luck of the Yang Mansion guards. In less than an hour, two-thirds of the three hundred guards who came were injured, and about a hundred guards desperately resisted and held on.
Yang Zheng and Yang Zhanfei felt an unfortunate situation on their side and their expressions were ugly. If this continues, the guards of the House are facing annihilation.
After Huang Xiaolong sent over thirty Yang Mansion guards flying, he arrived in front of Yang Zhanfei who was fighting against Fei Ming. Seeing Huang Xiaolong in front of him, Yang Zhanfei was shocked.
"Dad!"
"Grandfather!"
"Save me!"
He shouted with a trembling voice.
Yang Zheng and Yang Dong heard the shout, and when they turned around they were met with the scene of Huang Xiaolong hitting Yang Zhanfei's chest.
"Little Doggy surnamed Huang, you dare!" Yang Dong roared furiously: "You dare to touch my grandson's hair, I will cut you into millions of pieces!" However, Huang Xiaolong's attack coincided with the moment Yang Dong's voice ended. One palm hit Yang Zhanfei's chest, and Yang Zhanfei shouted in an exaggerated manner like a falling sky. Yang Zhanfei felt that Huang Xiaolong's palm had reversed his internal organs, and he spewed out greenish bile fluid mixed with blood, several small clots visible scattered in the red part. He didn't know if this was part of his heart or his lungs being destroyed.
Falling to the ground, Yang Zhanfei curled up in pain.
This palm, Huang Xiaolong attacked with full force unlike the previous two days; yang Zhanfei not only vomited blood, even his tears flowed out, almost peeing in his pants.
"Fie!" Yang Zheng shouted and his heart bled for his son. The fist clenched in fury, and he attacked Fei Rong as if he was rampaging, forcing Fei Rong to retreat; he flashed and came beside Yang Zhanfei's body.
Right now, a strong vibration came from the ground. Everyone looked for the source and saw several squadrons of soldiers in armor heading towards Fei Palace riding solid war horses.
Several thousand soldiers, the Imperial City Defense Guards of Yuwai Kingdom finally arrived!
"Stop your hand!" The City Defense Guard team arrived and a middle-aged man wearing General rank armor shouted.
The Fei Mansion Guards and Yang Mansion could only stop fighting and retreat to the opposite side. In the air, Fei Hou and Yang Dong made a final attack and descended.
"Duke Yang Dong, Marquis Fei Hou!"
General Jiang Ling walked over and greeted the two of them.
Ever since the City Defense Guard arrived, this 'war' could only end here.
Although Yang Dong was a thousand times unwilling and anger was still seething in his heart, he knew there was nothing more to do today; he was forced to glare at Fei Hou and Huang Xiaolong coldly: "I'll spare you both today, but next time, I'll let you die without a burial place!" He flicked his sleeves, shouting: "Go!"
The people from the Yang Mansion rushed following, leaving in an embarrassing state.
Seeing this scene, the Fei Mansion broke out with cheers and laughter.
Dead without a funeral? Huang Xiaolong looked at Yang Dong backwards and sneered.