Super War God in the City-Chapter 333 Thousand Cuts

"Outrageous, die!" He Tong’s face turned beet red, and he unleashed a Tan Leg kick, screeching through the air with a sonic boom.

"So powerful, it’s my first time seeing a strong fighter of this caliber in action. To witness this, that kick could snap a tree trunk as thick as a bowl at the base!" Instantly, those with some knowledge started to silently appraise.

"Heh, I guess among these people, he might not even be the strongest. Just this kick alone could kill a bull.

If that Leng Family Member was bragging, this kick would leave him neither seeing King Yan nor amputated!" Another person nodded in agreement, offering high praise for the kick’s power.

As this person’s words fell, the clash between He Tong and Leng Junhao had already happened.

All could see that Leng Junhao, facing He Tong’s ferocious attack, simply chuckled, stood his ground, and moved his right hand so fast that no one could clearly see the motion!

The very next second, Leng Junhao casually lifted his left hand and caught He Tong’s foot. Explore new worlds at novelbuddy

What happened next shocked everyone: they saw Leng Junhao holding He Tong’s thigh, and He Tong, thrown off balance, tumbled to the ground and rolled quite a distance.

The entire right leg was gone, clean off – everyone was dumbstruck!

Ling Fan stood among the crowd, his complexion slightly ugly. His Divine Sense had captured Leng Junhao’s move – it was an extremely strange Soft Sword, hidden in his sleeve like a venomous tongue.

In the blink of an eye, Leng Junhao had neatly severed He Tong’s thigh, but because it was done so swiftly, no one, including He Tong himself, had noticed it.

Even he had wanted to intervene and save him, it was too late!

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Now, Leng Junhao contemptuously held He Tong’s severed leg, his gaze landing on He Feichen, "You’re no more than ants. I don’t wish to repeat my words a second time – kneel and apologize to live, otherwise, die!"

He Feichen’s face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth as he glared at Leng Junhao. Despite the tension, backing down was out of the question!

The surrounding onlookers’ expressions changed, especially the women, who were so frightened that they covered their eyes with their hands. Those faint of heart all turned pale.

Especially when seeing Leng Junhao’s indifferent face holding He Tong’s severed leg, it gave off an extraordinarily eerie and sinister feeling.

He Tong’s face turned as white as paper in an instant. He quickly sealed the acupoints of his severed leg to stop the bleeding and performed a rudimentary self-rescue, otherwise, in less than a moment, he would have died from blood loss!

"Too... too strong, I didn’t even see how he made his move just now!" someone uttered with a trembling voice.

"That’s the Head of the Martial Association, to think that he was so casually crippled? The Leng family’s reputation as one of the three great families of the Imperial Capital is indeed not unfounded. That young man is in trouble today!" another person took a deep breath, eyeing Leng Junhao with fear.

Leng Junhao disdainfully threw the severed leg aside, "Here, have your leg back. Next time you show off, better open your eyes wide!"

His casual, swift, and decisive actions only accentuated his ruthless, cold-blooded brutality. Even though he had only amputated He Tong’s leg, he instilled fear in everyone present!

"This young man’s confrontation with the Leng family spells trouble. Who knew the Leng family had such an ace up their sleeve! The three great families of the Imperial Capital are indeed not to be underestimated!" Su Wenchang silently mused.

Su Jingguo’s expression also became grave, but inside, he was not surprised. It would have been strange if the Leng family didn’t have some tricks up their sleeve!

"Hahaha, damn it, there is always someone stronger, always a higher sky, finally someone has come to take care of you!" Su Zixuan couldn’t hide his excitement and laughed out loud.

Su Ting too wore a look of satisfaction, free from her previous worries. As it turned out, Leng Zhenyu was well-prepared, and she was relieved!

Leng Yan’s heart was pounding; she had never witnessed such a bloody scene. Glancing at the severed leg not far from the ground, which seemed to still be moving, she suddenly felt weak in the knees and light-headed.

Su Ziming pursed his lips, a flicker of hope ignited within him. He eagerly anticipated witnessing the scene of Ling Fan kneeling on the spot.

Su Qiong clenched her small fists, inwardly worried. That person from the Leng family appeared very formidable, but seeing so many people beside Ling Fan, she felt somewhat reassured.

Leng Kaicheng took a sharp breath. It seemed this guy was even more ferocious than he had imagined!

Behind him, Leng Chuan’s expression changed subtly, but he remained silent, just quietly observing the changes in the arena. He clearly remembered every scene exhibited by Ling Fan in the past!

The high-level expert from the Leng family who had stepped forward was indeed vicious, but compared to the divine might Ling Fan displayed that day, he fell short by far too great a margin!

Unless this person had even more formidable hidden moves, Leng Chuan kept his reservations and quietly observed how the situation would unfold.

Leng Zhenyu felt an immense sense of relief; the suffocating humiliation he had just endured was fully reclaimed by Leng Junhao’s thunderous methods.

As Leng Junhao arrogantly warned them, He Feichen was about to step forward when others couldn’t bear it any longer. They all served under Ling Fan, united in spirit, and the first to act was the newly appointed successor of the Hong family, Hong Tianrui.

This guy also had a rank on the Star Plucking List, Fourth Grade Middle Stage, "Let me take you on!"

The Elders by his side saw this and immediately panicked, fearing for Hong Tianrui’s safety, and hastily spoke up to stop him, "Young Master, this person isn’t worth your personal involvement. Let me do it!"

Hong Tianrui hesitated, the Elder accompanying him was Hong Mao, at the Early Stage of the Grandmaster Realm, certainly more capable than himself!

Jing Jianming and Wen Gao, who had initially moved to step forward, retracted their steps upon this. They were aware of this Grandmaster Elder of the Hong family, far from being comparable to the earlier He Tong, and they also wanted to see the full extent of this Leng family member’s abilities!

"It’s my turn to take you on. You’ve got a cruel edge, but it’s always best to leave room for maneuver when dealing with others. In the end, you’ll have to pay the piper!" Hong Mao declared in a firm voice.

"Hahaha, old fool, quite the talker you are. If you’re here to die, make it quick. As for teaching me lessons, you’re not the one to do it!" Leng Junhao scoffed with a laugh.

"Whoosh!"

Hong Mao didn’t dawdle; his hands swiveled, and he grasped two Willow Leaf Sabers each over a foot in length. He had seen He Tong’s warning and was aware that the opponent had hidden weapons, so he couldn’t afford to take it lightly.

"Your move!" The murky eyes of Hong Mao suddenly flashed with a sharp gleam as his hands, wielding the willow leaf sabers, flurry into countless shadows heading straight for Leng Junhao.

In the Grandmaster Realm, one could externalize Inner Qi and release Sword Qi.

Before he even arrived, the Flying Daggers already unleashed chaotic Sword Qi, leaving the tables and chairs within several meters riddled with holes.

Leng Junhao slightly frowned, pushing Leng Zhenyu to one side and stepping back continuously, avoiding the splattering of the Blade Gang. A Grandmaster Realm expert’s destructive power was immense, a moving humanoid machine.

Wherever the two passed, chaos reigned.

"Damn...this is terrifying?" The onlooking crowd dropped their jaws in awe, and those who were close scattered in alarm at once.

Leng Zhenyu’s expression grew somber-seeing as how Leng Junhao was continuously retreating.

"Heh, all that bravado for such little skill, quite disappointing!" sneered Hong Tianrui coldly.

The Su Family members remained silent, apparently the Leng family members were at a disadvantage.

At that moment, Leng Junhao simply smiled and said, "Old fool, enjoyed your show; now it’s my turn!"

With these words, he drew a three-foot Soft Sword from his waist. The Soft Sword concealed within his sleeve was too short. To face the old man before him, it was better to have a longer sword, as the saying goes, an inch longer, an inch stronger.

Immediately pouring True Yuan into it, the Soft Sword in his hand ’zinged’ and straightened out. Then, the Soft Sword moved in his hand like a Spirit Snake spitting, unpredictably hard and soft, enveloping Hong Mao with its tricky and bizarre strikes.

Hong Mao, who had intended to swiftly overcome Leng Junhao with thunderous methods, froze momentarily; his movements slowed compared to before and he had to guard carefully.

But this momentary hesitation and defense had already put him on the back foot, as if ensnared in a large net, faced with countless cold gleams targeting vital points all over his body. The two entangled in combat, like a swift wind, making it impossible for onlookers to discern their figures.

"Hahaha, you old fool, want to try my ’Thousand Cuts’? I guarantee you won’t get one cut more or less before you breathe your last!" Leng Junhao’s chilling laughter swept through the hall like a cold wind, making all spectators’ hair stand on end.

"He’s a Grandmaster Realm powerhouse too?" exclaimed the members of the Martial Association in shock.

Suddenly, Wen Gao drew his sword and charged towards the duelists!

Among those present, he was the only one qualified to take action. Ling Fan had already transmitted a message secretly, instructing him to save Elder Hong, otherwise, the old man would be in danger!