Unrivaled Soldier in the City

The next moment, Pei Chengwu’s attacks became even more ferocious, relentlessly suppressing Fan Wudao. Fan Wudao’s figure twisted desperately, dodging the assaults. For the moment, he had no opportunity to launch an attack of his own.

Anxiety filled the Demon Emissary’s eyes. If Fan Wudao was exposed, all his preparations would be for nothing. After all, he still needed to use Fan Wudao to take control of the entire Fan Family. If Fan Wudao died, the whole plan would be pointless!

Thinking of this, the Demon Emissary grew frantic. His palms waved in a blur as he launched a rapid series of attacks, trying to force Hai Wubian back. However, Hai Wubian had already guessed the Demon Emissary’s intentions. How could he possibly retreat at a time like this?

Hai Wubian clashed head-on with his opponent. The two were locked in a stalemate, neither willing to retreat, and their battle was fiercely intense. Seeing Hai Wubian’s ferocity, the Demon Emissary roared in frustration, but it was utterly useless.

"Everyone, stop hiding!" the Demon Emissary ordered. "Come out and kill them! We can talk after they’re dead!"

Hearing this, Fan Wudao hesitated. He was being completely overwhelmed by Pei Chengwu; if he didn’t unleash his full power now, he could be killed at any moment. With this thought, he stopped holding back. The Demonic Qi inside his body surged, bursting out in an instant. Pitch-black Demonic Qi enveloped him, filling his entire being with a malevolent aura.

At the same time, the four experts at the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top level also held nothing back. Their Demonic Qi erupted from their bodies, instantly elevating their strength. The Demon Emissary no longer bothered with his disguise either. A torrent of Demonic Qi roiled out from him, making him seem as terrifying as a Demon King.

Seeing this, Fan Wucheng was utterly shocked. In that moment, he truly understood. His elder brother, the Fan Family Head, was indeed a member of the Demon Sect!

"Fan Wudao, you actually joined the Demon Sect... You deserve to die!" Fan Wucheng roared furiously, but his voice was filled more with sorrow than rage.

"Hmph. Fan Wucheng, you just wait. After I kill them, I’ll come settle the score with you!" Fan Wudao replied coldly, his eyes glinting with murderous intent. If Fan Wucheng had intervened earlier, things would not have come to this, so he was extremely displeased with him.

Hearing this, Fan Wucheng’s body shook, and he fell silent. His elder brother had completely turned into a demon. Words were useless now. All that was left was to kill.

After these men unleashed their Demonic Qi, their strength was immediately enhanced. It reached a point where even Pei Chengwu could no longer suppress Fan Wudao.

"Lin Kuang, you all stay here and watch. Don’t make a move. I’m going to help," Yao Shan said suddenly.

Lin Kuang and the others nodded in agreement.

Yao Shan charged out, joining forces with Pei Chengwu to fight Fan Wudao. With Yao Shan’s help, Fan Wudao was instantly suppressed again. After all, even after unleashing his Demonic Qi, his strength was only on par with Pei Chengwu’s. Now that Yao Shan had joined the fray, Fan Wudao was naturally no match for them. In an instant, he was overwhelmed, looking as if he could die at any moment.

Seeing this, Lin Kuang turned his gaze to Hai Wubian and the Demon Emissary, as their battle was the most critical one. If Hai Wubian could kill the Demon Emissary, Lin Kuang’s side would undoubtedly be victorious. But if the Demon Emissary killed Hai Wubian, the situation would become a disaster for them all.

At this point, Hai Wubian was also holding nothing back. His formidable power surged forth as he battled the Demon Emissary with frenzied intensity. The Demon Emissary did likewise, the roiling Demonic Qi keeping his strength at its peak and his combat power terrifyingly high. The two of them clashed, perfectly matched and giving no quarter. It was clear that determining a victor would take some time.

Lin Kuang and the others watched quietly. Although they were anxious, there was nothing they could do. A battle between masters like Hai Wubian and the Demon Emissary was not something they could interfere in; the difference in strength was simply too vast.

What should I do? I have to find a way to help them. If this keeps up, who knows how it will end? Lin Kuang frowned, deep in thought.

The next moment, his eyes lit up. He turned to Fan Bingbing. "Bingbing, the Fan Family should have sniper rifles, right? Take me to one."

"Ah, yes! Come with me," Fan Bingbing replied, pulling Lin Kuang along.

The two quickly left and arrived at a room in the front castle. Two members of the Fan Family stood guard outside.

"Open up. I need a gun," Fan Bingbing said calmly to the guards.

"Yes, Miss Bingbing," the two replied at once and opened the door.

The room inside was filled with firearms, practically a small arsenal.

"Lin Kuang, take your pick. Use whichever one you like," Fan Bingbing said with a smile.

Lin Kuang nodded, walked in, and began to choose. He selected a sniper rifle, grabbed several dozen bullets, and then left the room with Fan Bingbing.

"Bingbing, take me to the highest point of that castle," Lin Kuang said with a smile, looking at the one where Fan Wudao lived.

Fan Bingbing nodded. They made their way to Fan Wudao’s castle and went all the way up to the fourth floor. Opening a door, Lin Kuang stepped inside, with Fan Bingbing following close behind. He pushed open the window shutters and rested the sniper rifle on the windowsill.

Through the scope, the fighters were clearly visible, but their movements were too fast, making it incredibly difficult to get a lock. He also had to calculate the wind speed, direction, air humidity, and Fan Wudao’s own speed of movement. All of it had to be factored in. If he overlooked a single variable, the shot would miss.

Aiming at Fan Wudao, Lin Kuang forced himself to calm down, silently running the calculations in his mind. He recalculated everything twice, a process that took a full two minutes before he finally pulled the trigger. The moment he did, the killing intent hidden deep within his heart erupted.

BANG!

The roar of the rifle shattered the night sky. Lin Kuang’s bullet tore right into Fan Wudao’s ribs. The immense power of the sniper rifle nearly punched a hole straight through his body.

Although it didn’t pierce all the way through, Fan Wudao was still critically wounded. He staggered, nearly collapsing to the ground.

Seeing this, Pei Chengwu and Yao Shan were momentarily stunned before taking decisive action. How could they possibly waste such a golden opportunity? The next moment, Pei Chengwu’s palm smashed into Fan Wudao’s chest, a blow that nearly shattered his heart.

Of course, Pei Chengwu intentionally spared Fan Wudao’s life and did not kill him. After all, Fan Wudao still had his uses. For now, they would let him live a little longer.