Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 1664: Chapter 1660: Fox Clan ● Resentment Binding Curse (Part 3)

As soon as these words were spoken, Zeng Hong’s muscles instantly tensed, and then he sprang up from the ground, charging at Xue An with a fierce punch.

No more weakness and begging for mercy like before!

In fact, Zeng Hong had calculated well in his heart!

Unlike that guy Yu Yang, he was a dignified Body Cultivator, his muscles hardened as if tempered like magical treasures.

Ordinary Sword Qi couldn’t hurt him at all.

So, if reconciliation wasn’t possible, he’d first launch a punch; this human youth would surely dodge, and that would be his chance to escape.

This plan seemed perfect.

But plans often change, just as his punch reached Xue An.

Instead of dodging as Zeng Hong had expected, Xue An didn’t move at all; instead, he raised his hand, formed a fist, and excitedly shouted, "Well done!"

And then went for a direct hit.

At first, Zeng Hong was delighted, thinking perhaps this human youth was out of his mind!

Daring to go punch for punch with him.

Didn’t he know Zeng Hong was a dignified Body Cultivator?

Even if he knew his master’s Cicada Indiscriminate Technique, he couldn’t be Zeng Hong’s opponent!

After all, he was a Sword Cultivator!

In Zeng Hong’s mind, Sword Cultivators had weak bodies despite their superb swordsmanship.

This thought wasn’t wrong because most Sword Cultivators in the Multiverse were like this.

But there’s always an exception.

For example, now.

Just as Zeng Hong’s face showed a trace of smugness.

A loud thud was heard.

Then, Zeng Hong’s body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, vomiting blood profusely in mid-air.

Everyone’s gaze followed Zeng Hong’s body.

Zeng Hong’s heart was filled with shock!

What was going on?

Why was the one getting knocked away during the exchange himself?

Not only that, Zeng Hong could feel that the bones in his arm and half of his body had been shattered, showing how powerful Xue An’s punch was.

The more it was like this, the more terrified Zeng Hong became.

So before he even landed, despite his injuries, he crazily pushed his cultivation level, trying to flee.

But at this moment, a cold voice came from above his head.

"Since that guy Chu Wuxiang isn’t here, I’ll clean up his mess first!"

With these words, Zeng Hong felt his hair stand on end, an instinctive response to extreme danger.

He wanted to run, but at the same time, Xue An’s punch had already landed.

At this moment, Zeng Hong felt as though a mountain was crushing down on him.

He let out a desperate roar, raising both hands to the sky, trying to block the punch.

Thud!

Another loud crash.

Zeng Hong’s body was slammed directly down from mid-air, creating a deep pit in the hard ground.

At the bottom of the pit, Zeng Hong lay like a pile of mud, occasionally twitching slightly, the life in his eyes visibly dimming.

Finally, after a few breaths, Zeng Hong drew his last breath and died.

Moreover, he was as dead as could be.

Dust rose from the ground shaken by this blow, and Xue An stood in mid-air, gently blowing his fist before smiling slightly at Shang Peng.

"Next, it’s time to deal with what’s between us!"

Shang Peng trembled violently, "What... what between us?"

As he spoke, Shang Peng glanced around, looking for a chance to escape.

"Tsk, tsk, you forget so quickly! Didn’t I just say that I know what you’ve done? For instance... those Resentment Binding Curses from the Fox Clan on you!"

Shang Peng was shocked, blurting out, "How is that possible? I spent a fortune asking a Divine Sense master to remove them, how can you still see it?"

"Remove them? What a joke! That’s a major curse cast by fox demons at the cost of their flesh and souls, how could it be so easily dispelled?" Xue An sneered.

The Resentment Binding Curse is a very mysterious spell, existing only within the Fox Clan possessing Qingqiu Fox Country’s bloodline, a unique bloodline ability.

This curse has no destructive power but requires a frighteningly large sacrifice.

Often needing all the flesh as an offering.

The sole purpose of this curse is marking.

Thus, it becomes the last counterattack of the massacred fox demons against their enemies as they die.

If you’re cursed, there will be an indelible mark on you, meaning if you have it, you’ve likely stained your hands with the blood of the Fox Clan.

Not only that, when a fox from Qingqiu Fox Country appears within a certain range, they’ll immediately know your location, like an ultra-accurate GPS.

The key is, this curse is almost impossible to resolve.

Once afflicted, there’s no other solution except death.

As for Shang Peng claiming to have it removed by a Divine Sense master, that’s nonsense, at most concealing it somewhat.

Now Shang Peng set everything aside and screamed hysterically, "Yes, I’ve killed those fox spirits, so what? What’s this to do with you? Stop meddling!"

"Nothing to do with me, but it has a lot to do with others!" Xue An said coldly, then waved casually.

A glow appeared between his brows, and Hu Ying appeared before everyone.

Seeing her, many were taken aback.

Because the woman was stunning.

Beautiful but not gaudy, captivating but not vulgar!

Hu Ying knew what had happened from within the Magic Treasures Pavilion, so upon coming out, her eyebrows furrowed, angerfully staring at Shang Peng.

"Daring to kill my kin? You’re courting death!"

Shang Peng didn’t speak, in fact, seeing Hu Ying made him freeze up.

Later, his eyes showed an almost hysterical fear.

Because he sensed a familiar aura from Hu Ying.

This aura he would never forget in his life.

To this day, closing his eyes would bring back memories of that carefree Fox Clan man who destroyed his sect in a flick.

Ah ah ah ah, what is going on!

How does the fox lady before him have his aura?

Shang Peng shouted madly in his heart, wanting to escape, but his limbs stiffened, unable to move.

At this time, Hu Ying had already rushed forward, beginning with two slaps, making Shang Peng’s mouth bleed.

Then full of killing intent, Hu Ying pulled out a frying pan from her bosom and began to pound Shang Peng furiously.

This frying pan was specially made to imitate An Yan’s, though without an Artifact Spirit, it was quite formidable.

Thus, it made Shang Peng’s face bruised and miserable in just a few strikes.

Yet this couldn’t harm Shang Peng fundamentally, so after venting her anger, Hu Ying looked pleadingly at Xue An.

Xue An smiled slightly, "Let him end himself! With your brother’s aura on him, he won’t dare disobey your words!"