Born Sacred-Chapter 66: Killing Two Leaders Of Blood Shadow Gate

No matter who his opponent is, as long as they have a skill, he will entangle with them for a while before defeating them.

Moreover, he seems to have cultivated some kind of body-hardening technique, making his body difficult to injure with swords and blades.

Regardless of whether his opponent uses weapons, he fights with a pair of iron fists, hence earning the nickname Fist Maniac."

The young man in brocade clothes listened with shining eyes.

To a greenhorn like him who had just entered the martial world, the actions of the Fist Maniac made him yearn for it immensely, wishing he could take his place.

"Doesn’t kill people? What a joke." A rough voice came from outside the tea stall, and then, a burly man strode in.

"The third leader of Black Tiger Village."

Someone recognized the burly man’s identity and shouted out in surprise.

Inside the tea stall, everyone’s expression changed.

Black Tiger Village was a well-known black-path force within Greenhill Prefecture. All three leaders were third-rate experts, famous in this region.

They hurriedly looked outside and suddenly discovered that the tea stall had been surrounded by over a hundred people at some point.

The eyes of the few people leading the group were like lightning, exuding astonishing aura.

"The second and first leaders of Black Tiger Village, the leader of Blood Shadow Gate..."

Some people’s faces turned ashen, their legs trembling like sifting chaff.

"Black Tiger Village is handling matters. Idle people, leave." The third leader of Black Tiger Village scanned his surroundings and said sternly.

Hearing his words, the people inside the tea stall were as if pardoned. How could they dare to stay?

The people surrounding the outside also cleared a path, allowing them to leave.

"You, why aren’t you leaving?" The young man in brocade clothes was terrified to death and was about to run away, but he found that the heroic young man sitting across from him hadn’t moved at all.

The other party didn’t say much and didn’t participate in the previous discussion.

The young man in brocade clothes didn’t know the other party either, they just happened to share a table.

"If I leave, who will they look for?" Noah smiled slightly and shouted softly: "Why aren’t you leaving?"

"Oh, oh." The young man in brocade clothes reacted and quickly ran out of the tea stall.

Indeed, no one stopped him.

It was then that he realized that as soon as the third leader of Black Tiger Village came in, he seemed to have been staring intently in his direction...

"Fist Maniac, you have committed many evil deeds. We have come this time to claim the lives of the thirty-seven people from Poison Scorpion Village and eighty to ninety people from Mysterious Snake Gang who died at your hands."

"Too much nonsense."

...

Fist Maniac, that was the Fist Maniac.

The young man in brocade clothes never expected that the idol he yearned for was sitting across from him.

Not many people who roamed the martial world were timid. The swordsman in green and others didn’t go far, watching the excitement from a distance, and naturally heard the words of the third leader of Black Tiger Village.

"Didn’t they say that the Fist Maniac doesn’t kill people?"

"I didn’t expect these black path forces to be so loyal."

Poison Scorpion Village and Mysterious Snake Gang were both black-path forces.

The young man in brocade clothes felt his worldview shaking a bit.

"Loyal my ass." The swordsman in green spat, disdainfully saying: "The Fist Maniac has never killed anyone, but he has dealt a heavy blow to two black-path forces.

Clearly, he is on the side of the righteous path.

Black Tiger Village, Blood Shadow Gate, and these other black-path forces are scared, afraid of being targeted by the Fist Maniac individually, so they have joined forces to strike first and gain the upper hand, wanting to eliminate this great enemy."

"But, the Fist Maniac didn’t provoke them." The young man in brocade clothes was stunned.

The swordsman in green sneered: "Isn’t the Fist Maniac’s route easy to guess? He hasn’t hidden it. He is heading towards the Capital, wanting to rush to the decisive battle at the Summit of the Forbidden City two days later, using the various forces along the way as whetstones."

"Otherwise, there are more than just these four black-path forces in Greenhill Prefecture. Why were only Poison Scorpion Village and Mysterious Snake Gang slaughtered?"

The young man in brocade clothes suddenly understood. He looked towards the tea stall with some worry.

"With so many third-rate experts, can the Fist Maniac escape?"

"It’s unlikely." The swordsman in green sighed: "With the three leaders of Black Tiger Village all present, plus the leader and deputy leader of Blood Shadow Gate, five third-rate experts, even a second-rate expert would probably not fare well..."

Before he finished speaking, they saw a figure suddenly fly out of the tea stall accompanied by a scream, falling to the ground with a thud and not moving.

"The third leader of Black Tiger Village." The swordsman in green’s gaze froze.

Noah’s figure darted out from inside the tea stall, not retreating but advancing, rushing into the encirclement.

A chaotic battle immediately broke out.

The two leaders of Black Tiger Village and the two leaders of Blood Shadow Gate roared and attacked simultaneously, but were easily blocked by Noah.

His body flickered unpredictably.

With every move he made, a small fry fell dead.

The number of people killed grew smaller and smaller, and the four also became increasingly fearful as they fought.

"Second-rate."

"He is a second-rate expert."

The first leader of Black Tiger Village shouted hoarsely.

The two leaders of Blood Shadow Gate didn’t say a word and turned around, rapidly retreating.

However, before they had run a few steps, the leader of Blood Shadow Gate’s body stiffened.

A fist had pierced through his chest, taking away his vitality as well.

At this moment, they finally understood that the faster they ran, the faster they died.

Not running was also useless.

After a moment of entanglement, it was still one punch per person, sending them on their way.

In just a short while, this slaughter came to an end.

The third-rate experts of Black Tiger Village and Blood Shadow Gate were completely wiped out, and the remaining small fries either died or fled.

The swordsman in green, the young man in brocade clothes, and others watched from a distance, only feeling a chill rush straight to their heads, making their bodies cold all over.

Seeing Noah cleaning up the mess and walking towards them step by step, their bodies stiffened, not daring to move at all.