NABC Chapter 151 Fighting The Rebels
Chapter 151 Fighting The Rebels
A fireball shot at Lin Fan when he got closer to a man riding on a Fire Deer.@@@@
Swat.
Lin Fan didn't even dodge and just parried the fireball away, like swatting a fly.
The Fire Deer lowered its head and pointed its antlers at Lin Fan.
Trying to stop Lin Fan in his tracks.
But it was useless.
Lin Fan crashed through it unscathed and punched the Fire Deer's head.
Splatter.
The impact blew the Fire Deer's head into smithereens, sending debris flying everywhere.
It didn't stop there.
The force from his punch traveled further into the Fire Deer's body.
Making it burst like a bubble being popped.
Lin Fan was testing his strength and power at his current level.
The man who was riding the Fire Deer fell and tried to run away.
He knew Lin Fan was too powerful for him to take on.
However, the next thing he saw after taking a few steps was the lower part of his body.
Lin Fan stood behind, looking on with hammers in his hands, shining in the moonlight with blood slowly dripping on the ground.
"Kill him now!"
The other men from the Yi Tribe directed their Fire Deer and shot fireballs at Lin Fan.
Boom.
The fireballs couldn't burn his skin and did no damage to Lin Fan.
After what Lin Fan had gone through in this cultivation training, this was nothing compared to it.
Lin Fan tilted his head and turned to the man beside him.
Splatter.
He leaped and bashed his hammers onto the man's head.
Continuing his trajectory all the way down until the Fire Deer was smashed into two parts.
Lin Fan didn't even stop and went for the next man.
When he was done with all of them, a familiar sound erupted in his mind.
[Ding! Congratulations on terminating malevolent intent.]
[Vengeance points + 200.]
[Current Vengeance Points: 1360]
Lin Fan saw how close he was to 1600.
He couldn't wait to deal with the Yi Tribe's village head.
The air now had mist rising from the warm blood and smelled of thick iron.
Villagers hiding behind their makeshift wooden barriers couldn't believe their eyes.
Lin Fan had finished the rebels off so effortlessly.
"He did it!"
When the arrows hit the rebels, they fell off their Fire Deer with loud thuds.
They groaned from the pain but had to deal with the Fire Deer trampling them.
It was not the only thing they had to take care of.
Zhang Xi went and picked them off one by one.
Soon, there were none of them left alive.
When it finally ended, the villagers were in absolute joy and held each other, jumping with joy.
If only these cultivators could have come earlier, they thought.
Their husbands, brothers, and sons would not have perished.
...
Ho Ming had to run about as the rebels tried to come up from the slope.
The road that stretched along the village was long, about two hundred meters.
The villagers rolled down stones trying to stop the rebels.
But the Fire Deer were too agile; they were able to leap and evade the stones.
This time Ho Ming was waiting as they landed on their feet.
Whoosh.
A twirling wind shot at one of them as the Fire Deer just landed.
Giving it no chance to dodge.
The twirling wind hit the Fire Deer's abdomen and drilled into it.
Tearing the flesh apart and the innards flew out in bits and pieces.
"You shall pay for it when I get my hands on you!"
The man on the Fire Deer jumped off and pointed angrily at Ho Ming.
Ho Ming didn't bother with him and thrust his left sword at the man.
Boom!
A loud explosion threw the man off and he tumbled down the slope.
Crying out loud as his bones cracked on the way.
Others that were nearby also got hit by the debris from the explosion.
The villagers quickly shot their arrows, and those without bows pelted stones at the rebels.
The memories of how the rebels came up and slaughtered so many were still vivid in their minds.
With all their strength, they vented their anger at the rebels.
Who were now either groaning in pain or lying motionless in silence.
"Thank you, Lord cultivator."
"So sorry, I doubted you initially."
"Are you married?"
The villagers came up to Ho Ming and thanked him.
Ho Ming's looks and behavior were like those of a perfect son or son-in-law to them.
With his hand on the back of his head, Ho Ming smiled sheepishly and rejected their offers for marriage.
He already had his own Dao.