Chapter 1138: Death in One Blow!
The 2 guards swiftly replied, "Yes!"
They had followed Marius for a long time and were Death Warriors groomed by the Helu Clan. They were willing to die for their masters, thus they would obey orders without a single question or word of complaint.
They disappeared, and leaped down from the 2nd story, charging towards the singing Dong Yu Yao.
Yue Zhong glared, his killing intent bursting forth. Reaching out with his hands, he intended to crush them directly.
George stopped him, however, and chuckled, "Yue Zhong, there's no need to act. You will be able to watch a show. Such a thing always happens every year. She naturally knows how to handle it."
Yue Zhong's frown eased, as he placed his hand down and laughed, "That's true."
As the 2 soldiers were about to reach Dong Yu Yao, she lifted her head and frowned slightly. There was a chilly light within her eyes, and she quickly whisked out a soft, silver sword from her waist, charging forth. At the moment she pulled out her weapon, her entire demeanor shifted, and the aura of an idol was transformed into a valiant female swordswoman, exuding an imposing 'One with the Sword' will.
A powerful Type 7 energy was emitted from her alluring figure, as her eyes turned frosty. Her sword then thrust out at the sky, as a powerful Sword Qi shot out, seemingly capable of tearing apart the sky, as it enveloped the 2 elites from the Helu Clan.
In an instant, the 2 of them disappeared within the Sword Qi and was sliced apart till there was nothing left.
If one had been hit by an ordinary blade, there would still at least be a corpse. However, under the merciless attack of Dong Yu Yao, there was no bone or blood left.
Marius saw the 2 Type 5 experts that had followed him loyally for so long, killed in an instant, and there was a look of envy and fury in his eyes, "Damn bitch!!"
Type 5 powerhouses were not as common as cabbages even among the Holy Sirius Empire. Within the Helu Clan, there were not many of them. With 2 of them dead, it was an aching loss for Marius.
Seeing Dong Yu Yao killing the guards of the Helu Clan, Fang Ming roared out with laughter, his lust for her deepening, "What a fiesty one. I like it. Who would have thought that such a woman existed?! It's truly amazing!! Haha! Fang Sheng, this woman is a Type 7 powerhouse, the rest of the trash here are no match for her. You go and grab her for me!"
"Yes! Master!" A middle-aged man with short hair who had been standing quietly behind Fang Ming all this while, replied curtly, and immediately shot towards Dong Yu Yao, his aura bursting forth.
Fang Sheng stepped through the air and came up in front of Dong Yu Yao, threatening, "Miss Dong Yu Yao, my Young Master requests your presence."
Dong Yu Yao saw Fang Sheng emerging from the Helu Clan's area, and a flash of rage appeared in her eyes. She replied coldly, "What if I refuse?"
Dong Yu Yao had been on the road during her tours and had seen countless scum. She knew that if she were to go up, there would be no end to her humiliation. The other party obviously did not treat her as a person, but a toy to be had.
"That's not up to you!"
Fang Sheng's gaze turned frosty, as he exuded an initial-Type 8 aura, and reached out to grab her.
Star Sword!
Dong Yu Yao's face fell, and she became tense, pushing her strength to the limits, and the soft sword in her hands transformed into many sharp beams, shooting out at Fang Sheng like shooting stars.
This was the strongest technique she possessed. It was able to exhibit a power 30 times of hers, capable of injuring even a Type 8 powerhouse.
"Not bad, your sword skills are excellent, and you have potential! If you were a Type 8 powerhouse, it would truly be difficult for me to deal with you. However, you're not my match right now! Just give up!"
Fang Sheng laughed coldly, his right hand suddenly congealing a powerful and mysterious glass shield, which struck towards the countless sword beams. In an instant, all of Dong Yu Yao's attacks were nullified, and there was not a scratch on Fang Sheng's right arm.
Amidst Dong Yu Yao's despairing gaze, Fang Sheng laughed savagely and reached out to grab her.
Just as his fist was about to close on her, his face changed suddenly, and he retreated explosively.
A powerful sword beam descended upon his original location, splitting the stage in half.
As the terrifying sword qi faded, Yue Zhong's figure appeared.
Fang Sheng swept Yue Zhong a look, his gaze turning serious, as he asked arrogantly, "Who is this? I'm Fang Sheng from the Da Xing Empire's Fang Clan. My Young Master has his sights set on this woman. Please make way, otherwise, you will surely regret."
When George heard this, his countenance turned ugly, "Da Xing Empire Fang Clan!! To think it's them!! This matter is troublesome. No wonder those fellows were so overbearing, they did not put my country's laws in their eyes at all!!"
The Da Xing Empire and the Holy Sirius Empire were basically like a dragon and an ant. There was a true Type 9, half-God existence guarding the interests of Da Xing Empire. At the same time, there were many half-step Type 9 powerhouses and over hundreds of Type 8 experts. There were 500 kingdoms to their name. Each one of them alone was already much stronger than the Sirius Empire. If they were to offend the Da Xing Empire, the Holy Sirius Empire could be easily wiped out without anyone knowing.
George quickly made a decision, "Thankfully, Yue Zhong is here to take this, looks like I have to take a step back."
He had always been like this, not offending those he could not afford to offend, and made as many friends as possible. This was how he rose to power.
George spoke in a telepathic manner to Dong Yu Yao, "My good daughter, the man in front of you is Yue Zhong. From today on, you are his. Understand?"
When Dong Yu Yao heard that, she was taken aback at first, before she looked at Yue Zhong with a complicated gaze, "Understood, Father."
Dong Yu Yao had undergone a strict upbringing and knew there would be one day where she had to obey George's intended suitor for her. The notion of submitting to her new master had been carved deep into her bones. Even though she was slightly reluctant, she adjusted her emotions quickly.
Yue Zhong swept Fang Sheng a look and laughed coldly, "Da Xing Empire's Fang Clan? Who the fuck is that? You and your Young Master had better crawl out of here like dogs, and I will spare you. Otherwise, the both of you can go to hell."
Hearing how Yue Zhong had insulted the Fang Clan, George was dumbfounded, his scalp numb, "It's over, it's over!! This Yue Zhong is too arrogant!! That's the Fang Clan!! An empire with a half-God entity!!! There're even a few half-step Type 9 powerhouses. He dared to curse them so, what an overbearing tone!!"
When Fang Sheng heard this, he trembled with rage, as though his eyes were about to burn with flames. The Fang Clan was truly considered a powerful family, and regardless of where they went, the mere mention of them would be sufficient for people to relent. There was almost nobody who dared to curse at the Fang Clan like Yue Zhong.
"Little bastard, you dare insult our Fang Clan, today will be your death day!!"
Fang Sheng immediately executed his strongest technique from the Fang Clan, the Diamond Glass Sutra, and his entire expanded into a 3m-tall giant that seemed to be made of glass.
After transforming, Fang Sheng's physique attributes were raised by more than 10 times. Each punch and kick matched a mid-Type 8 powerhouse. At the same time, his defense had soared, capable of blocking even a C-Grade Cannon.
"Die!!"
He reached out to grab, as the surrounding atmospheric energy swarmed to lock Yue Zhong in place. He stomped forward and disappeared, suddenly reappearing with a blazing temperature of space tearing, punching at Yue Zhong.
George saw how quietly Yue Zhong stood, as though frozen in place, and had a feeling of regret, "Why the hell did he not dodge?!!"
Fang Sheng's strike was enough to send George into a panic. Had it been him who received that blow, he would still be injured gravely while blocking.
Dong Yu Yao could not help but scream out, "Watch out!!"
Fang Sheng stared at Yue Zhong, his gaze filled with disdain, "To think I had thought you were capable of something! Who knew you were such a trash!!"
"Someone who lacks a domain dares throw a punch at me, just die!!"
Yue Zhong did not even lift his head, as his entire hand swung out to strike Fang Sheng in the chest.
With a loud blast, there was a look of shock in Fang Sheng's eyes, as his entire body began to crumble, and broke apart in a shower of blood and diamond pieces.
Seeing that, Fang Ming stood up in a flash, his face pale and his body trembling with shock, "Fang Sheng actually died?! How is that possible?! His Diamond Glass Physique is even able to block a C-Grade Cannon!! Even a Type 8 powerhouse would not be able to break his defenses so easily. How could that fellow just kill him in a single hit?! He did not even execute any technique!!!"