Chapter 439 - 295: From Pretend to Real, Massacre with a Single Hand

Their mission was to stall the Huang Forbidden Army for as long as possible. If they couldn’t hold them back, they would flee.

But as the bandits and the three turned around, they saw a fierce man charging forward like a starving wolf.

Clang!

A bloody claw struck from the air, and with one swipe, Pei Chuan, at the forefront, spewed fresh blood on the spot.

"That’s..."

Feeng Yi, Feeng Man, and Feeng Chong immediately realized something.

"The leader is here, charge!" The three feigned a shout and once again brandished their blades to attack.

The bandits hesitated but glanced toward the center of the battlefield.

On the battlefield.

Wolf Transformation?! Wolf Patterned Crown?!

The Wolf Race!

Pei Qin was first shocked to see the fierce man, then turned angry.

This is just for show; you don’t need to hit so hard. How could you actually injure someone to the point of vomiting blood?

"Pei Hu, help Pei Chuan!"

"Yes!"

Pei Chuan, heavily injured from blocking a blow, had Pei Hu immediately swing his spear at the fierce man with the bloody claw.

The spear that had taken the lives of many bandits aimed directly at the fierce man’s vitals with endless ferocity.

Yet, what seemed like a fierce strike lacked its usual ferocity.

Pei Hu, too, deemed the fierce man with the bloody claw as part of the Wolf Race, so he feigned a strike.

They thought this Wolf Transformation fighter was sent by the Wolf Race to aid them.

But.

Clang!

When Pei Hu’s spear struck, the fierce man suddenly raised his hand, blocking the spear barehanded, and with a swift move, he grabbed the bloody spearhead just like that, catching them off guard.

In an instant, fear surged in his heart.

Is this Wolf Race trying to kill me?!

Pei Hu was filled with fear and hesitation, unable to decide in a split second.

He clenched his fingers fiercely, trying to yank the spear and feign another strike.

But the spear felt as immovable as a mountainous rock.

"Wolf Race, what are you doing..."

In shock, the spear suddenly vibrated violently.

In the next moment.

Bang, bang, bang!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The spear shattered, shooting countless fragments backward.

Thud, thud, thud!

A thousand fears and fragments of the spear pierced through Pei Hu’s body simultaneously.

"I..."

Pei Hu’s eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at his riddled body, then turned his head with all his strength to look to the side.

On the left was Pei Qin at the Lower Meridian Unlocking Realm. Pei Hu thought Pei Qin could save him.

However, Pei Hu did not receive Pei Qin’s rescue, only seeing a bloodline flowing from Pei Qin’s neck.

Eyes similarly widened, the same disbelief.

How dare the Wolf Race...

Thunk, thunk!

The two Pei masters at the Meridian Unlocking Realm fell and died simultaneously.

The remaining Pei Chuan spat blood again, flicked away the black blade with a spear, and turned to flee.

A hundred members of the Huang Forbidden Army saw Pei Qin and Pei Hu fall and Pei Chuan, their Deputy Cavalry Captain, flee; they looked at the fierce man and instantly collapsed.

Their morale was gone; they had no heart to fight.

The severely injured Pei Chuan led a hundred Huang Forbidden Army soldiers in retreat.

"Charge!"

Feeng Yi, Feeng Man, and Feeng Chong rallied the bandits, who were now full of confidence, to reverse their retreat into a pursuit.

Chu Ming, in the guise of Lang Lin from the Wolf Race, held the Black Blade, with fresh red liquid gathering at the tip of the blade before it dripped down.

He glanced at Pei Chuan, who was fleeing like a stray dog, but did not pursue.

Pei Chuan was deliberately left as a witness by him.

The Pei Family colluded with the Blood Evil Sect and the Wolf Race, and the Wolf Race conspired with bandits to block the Spirit Contract Race.

Now, the bandits brought by the Wolf Race slaughtered two Meridian Unlocking experts from the Pei Family.

Thus, the Blood Evil Sect, Wolf Race, and the Pei Family would likely have rifts because of this.

After collecting the spoils from Pei Qin and Pei Hu, including half of a Spirit Contract Race’s tribal treasure, Chu Ming lightly leaped into a tall tree, concealing his presence and once again gazed down at the battle situation.

"Deputy Cavalry Captain Pei?!"

Cavalry Captain Yang Rong was shocked to see Pei Chuan return in such a disheveled state.

"What happened?"

"Wolf..." Pei Chuan started to say it was the Wolf Race, but he swallowed his words, "The bandits, there are bandits on the flank."

He was now very confused, unaware of why the Wolf Race had turned their act into reality.

"What about Captain Pei Qin?"

"Dead!"

"Captain Pei Qin is dead?" Yang Rong’s expression changed drastically, "How did he die?"

"You just mentioned, wolf what?!" He grabbed Pei Chuan angrily and questioned.

Pei Chuan’s head buzzed, and fresh red liquid flowed from his mouth again.

"Wolf... wolf..."

"..."

Outside Quwan, Chu Ming, in the guise of Lang Lin from the Wolf Race, sprinted rapidly and then stopped at a place.

Soon, shadows moved within the forest ahead.

"Elder Lang Lin."

From within the forest, Lang Dong of the Wolf Race led the Chaobei Ridge bandits to arrive.

Chu Ming swept his cold gaze over the bandits ahead and scolded, "Why are you so late?"

"Elder..." Lang Dong felt a chill down his back and quickly bowed, "On the road..."

"Enough," Chu Ming, in the guise of Lang Lin, waved his big hand, "Ahead, the Huang Forbidden Army has surrounded the Spirit Contract Race, I have already prompted nearby bandits to block them, go help quickly."