Volume 1 Chapter 74 The Most Dazzling Way to Die?
"Fourteenth Master, Fourteenth Master, you can't do this! This is a noble guest left by Master Zhou. You absolutely cannot lay hands on him! If you do, you'll be carefree, but my small shop will be finished!" The old madam of the Phoenix Dance Pavilion crawled to Hou Qifang's feet and begged.
"Fourteenth Master, just for the sake of my family's face, can't you refrain from fighting here?"
"Hmph, I said Huadance!" Hou Qifang shouted out a name that made Jiang Cheng's skin crawl, "Do you think I, Hou Fourteenth, am someone who doesn't know the weight of things? Would I intentionally ruin Xiong Old Seventh's gathering?"
"You know, our family's old nineteenth was killed by this guy right in front of me!"
The old procuress suddenly showed a stunned face: "Yu Long Gongzi?" and was instantly dumbfounded.
"Are you Jiang Cheng, the one who killed Hou Yulung?" Hou Qifang pointed his long sword at Jiang Cheng and asked loudly.
On the other hand, Hou Pan, who was regretful to death, hastily interrupted: "Fourteenth brother, I made a mistake. This person is not Jiang Cheng, but rather... several years ago..."
"Get out! My Hou family doesn't need a two-faced person like you!"
At the moment Hou Qifang shouted in anger, Jiang Cheng had already stood up tall and laughed loudly: "That's right, I am Jiang Cheng! A real man dares to do and dare to take responsibility. So what if I killed Hou Yulang?"
Jiang Cheng suddenly admitted, Hou Pan's and Geng Xin Yu's faces turned pale in an instant, while Hou Qi Fang burst out laughing strangely, his laughter was particularly piercing.
"Never has anyone, after killing the legitimate son of the Pingduo Hou Mansion, still stood upright in this world! Are you going to follow us obediently and use your heart to sacrifice for our 19th brother, or should I mobilize the great army of my Hou family and use your Manchu blood to sacrifice for my old 19th?"
At first, Jiang Cheng looked at Hou Qifang with a silly look in his eyes, but when Hou Qifang mentioned the blood of the Manchu people, Jiang Cheng's face suddenly changed.
Jiang Cheng's most unbearable thing now is that someone uses the life and death of his clan to threaten him, even if his Ge Mountain Sect no longer exists.
"Get out, and it's better for you to get out before I think of killing someone." Jiang Cheng shouted.
Hou Qifang's face suddenly turned extremely ugly, the words "courting death" burst out from between his teeth, and the spiritual energy on his long sword surged forth like a spirit snake, pouncing towards Jiang Cheng.
"Beware! He is a warrior of Kyoenji's eighth rank, and his one-handed snake sword is extremely..."
Hou Pan and Geng Xinyu's exclamation had just been spoken halfway when Jiang Cheng suddenly paused, a fist suddenly shot out. This punch was plain and unadorned, without any fancy moves.
But what was astonishing was that the fist's surface burst out with a fan-shaped cold ice spiritual power, and the icy blue spiritual power was particularly frightening in this dimly lit night.
At the moment they saw this icy spiritual energy, Hou Pan and Geng Xin Yu's latter half of their conversation suddenly got stuck in their mouths.
The moment Hou Qifang's long sword came into contact with Jiang Cheng's icy spiritual energy, a layer of blue ice instantly condensed on the sword, and then shattered inch by inch. In the face of Jiang Cheng's icy spiritual energy, the spiritual energy on Hou Qifang's body seemed to crack like a mud shell, and the icy blue spiritual energy fiercely collided with his chest.
In an instant, whether it was Hou Qifang or the group of soul warriors behind him who were about to attack Jiang Cheng, they all turned into rolling pumpkins in front of Jiang Cheng's icy spiritual power. Those with slightly weaker cultivation had a thin layer of ice covering their bodies, directly turning them into ice sculptures.
"What a spirit?!" A mouthful of reverse blood accompanied Hou Qifang's terrified cry, and at the moment of the exclamation, Hou Qifang, who had been hit by Jiang Cheng's icy spiritual power, had already turned into an ice block, with a long icicle hanging from his chest.
"Get out!"
The next moment, Jiang Cheng kicked out with one foot, directly kicking Hou Qifang, who had frozen into an ice block, flying out. When he smashed to the ground, the icy frost on Hou Qifang's body shattered inch by inch.
Just as the fear in Hou Qi Fang's eyes had slightly dissipated, Jiang Cheng's icy voice once again poured into his ears: "Don't let me see you again, next time, I'll directly turn you into an ice sculpture and then kick you to pieces!
"You don't know, when a person is frozen into an ice sculpture and then shattered, that red heart, black lungs, green gallbladder, frozen in the solid ice, are just like jewels, absolutely the most dazzling way to die, heh heh, do you want to try it?"
As they spoke, Jiang Cheng suddenly flashed a smile, his shiny teeth and the ice-blue spiritual energy jumping between his fingers, which looked like the most terrifying devil to Hou Qi Fang's eyes. He let out a loud roar and fled out of Feng Wu Lou without caring about anything else.
Hou Qifang's back, Jiang Cheng's front, Hou Pan, Geng Xinyu, and the old madam of Fengwulou were all staring at this scene with their eyes wide open.
Especially the old procuress of Fengwu Building, the fear in her eyes for Jiang Cheng had thoroughly turned into reverence, a gaze that was both respectful and fearful.
Originally, his attitude towards Jiang Cheng was only because of Zhou Yutang's face, but now it is because of the strength of the spiritual master that Jiang Cheng has shown, and he has a deep respect for Jiang Cheng.
Moreover, with her sharp eyesight, she could roughly tell that Jiang Cheng was probably not even eighteen years old.
At eighteen years old, you're already a Spiritual Warrior. The old procuress has begun to wail, in the city of King Biyuan, being able to become a Spiritual Warrior before the age of eighteen is absolutely a stunning genius.
If it weren't for her premature aging, she would have had a strong urge to throw herself at him.
On the side, Hou Pan and Geng Xin Yu's faces gradually changed from shock to bitter smiles. "Jiang Gong, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have suspected that you were a legitimate son of some aristocratic family sent out for training."
"How did you end up here? And in such a sorry state?" Jiang Cheng asked a string of questions, then waved his hand and said, "Let's drop the 'Young Master' title, it's making me get goosebumps. What happened that day was just a small favor, from now on let's just call each other brothers."
Although Hou Yulung repaid kindness with enmity that day, making Jiang Cheng extremely angry, Hou and Geng Xinyu didn't do anything out of line. Jiang Cheng had always been clear about distinguishing between gratitude and resentment, so it wasn't unusual for him to act this way towards the two of them.
It's just that now I'm feeling a bit down, how come these two are like sweepers of trouble, every time they appear, they bring him trouble.
"Uh..."
Under Jiang's piercing gaze, Hou Pan reluctantly changed his words: "Brother Jiang..."
"Wait, wait, wait, I'm only sixteen this year......"
"Sixteen years old?"
When Jiang Cheng's true age was revealed, Hou Pan and Geng Xin Yu's eyes widened to the extreme, with Geng Xin Yu exclaiming: "My god, a 16-year-old spiritual warrior? If the masters of the Wang, Gong, and Hou families were to find out, wouldn't they be shocked to death?"
Luckily, the madam of Fengwu Building had already left, otherwise her big teeth would have been shocked off.
"Jiang brothers, about that day's matter, I'm really sorry. I didn't expect Yulóng to do such a thing. Just as Xin Yu said, if we hadn't met you this time, we would have felt guilty for the rest of our lives." Hou Pan said.
"By the way, Brother Jiang, how did you manage to escape from the Red Blooded Snake King and his tens of thousands of snakes' frantic pursuit?" Hou Pan added.
When Jiang Chengzheng wanted to explain, Geng Xinyu frowned and said: "I'm saying, Brother Jiang, Hou Pan, if you two keep talking like this without end, when a large group of Hou family's Lingwu practitioners arrive, I don't know how many can Little Brother Jiang handle?"
Jiang Cheng furrowed his brow and said: "What did Hou Pan do? He actually managed to get his own family's Lingwu practitioners to chase after him?"
"Jiang Xiao Di, this has something to do with you too." Geng Xin Yu said with an air of seniority.
"With me?" Jiang Cheng was somewhat perplexed.
"Let's get out of here first? Ah, I've gotten Brother Jiang into trouble again this time. If only I had known earlier, I would have let Hou Qifang capture me just now, why drag Brother Jiang in!"
"Stop it, let's get out of here first!" Geng Xinyu pulled Jiang Cheng and Hou Pan, then jumped out of the window, disappearing into the vast night in a few leaps.
Geng Xinyu's slender hand, which was slightly chilly, pulled Jiang Cheng away, but his face was filled with a bitter smile. What was going on? As soon as they entered the Biyuan Wang City, troubles kept arising.
"Right, where are we going?"
"Don't mind, what's wrong, are you afraid I'll sell you?" Geng Xinyu stared at Jiang Cheng for a moment, her pretty face suddenly flushing slightly, and she subconsciously loosened her grip on his hand.
