Chapter 925 - 875: Eradicate the Roots! (Part 4)

What exactly is that stick?

This strike obviously carries no martial arts aura, absolutely not within the realm of Divine Skills, yet why does it possess such power?

Where have the guards devoured by the suddenly erupting fireballs gone?

A blank mind hummed afterward.

A series of questions swiftly surged into Hua Xiaotian’s brain!

"Still want to stop me now? Or rather, do you still want to play tricks!"

With a single strike, Qin Fan retrieved the Prison Fire Stick and turned his back, speaking toward Old Wang.

A stunned consciousness was jolted by Qin Fan’s words amidst the chaos.

Wang Anshi, collapsed on the ground, trembled violently.

Having lived for over fifty years, he never knew what it felt like to be at the extreme of fear.

Now, he felt it.

He believed that strike was not the full extent of Qin Fan’s power.

If he truly unleashed his full power, no need to mention anything else, just with this stick capable of erupting fireballs, what kind of destruction could he cause?

Destruction of a city? Massacre a city? Turn a city into ruins? Reduce all beings to extinction?

At this moment, he dared not question, not even a bit!

"Mr. Qin!"

Wang Anshi, pale as paper, stammered weakly.

He is human, a flesh and blood person containing the Seven Emotions.

Facing such a Qin Fan, how could he not be afraid? How could he not tremble?

"This is my personal vendetta. If you want to get involved, you’re welcome anytime! If not, leave immediately, don’t wait for me to regret it! Wen Zhou Li, and those petty thieves in the Four-nine City, not even the Heavenly King can protect them!"

Qin Fan spoke coldly.

He lifted his foot and walked toward the end of the giant fissure.

There, the three old thieves of Wen Zhou Li were scared into complete inaction.

"Old Wang, Madam Wang, go! Quickly!"

Realizing the situation, Hua Xiaotian trembled all over.

With cold sweat soaking his entire body, he walked over to support the Wang couple and shouted urgently.

At this point, he knew Qin Fan was determined to proceed!

Just from that strike, under the heavens, no one could stop him!

Even the Guardian Institute he led, likewise!

Approach leads to certain death; battle leads to certain destruction!

And it is a meaningless moth-to-flame, self-seeking demise!

"What, what is that, what is that Fire Stick! How could this, how could this be!"

The utterly terrified Madam Wang shook her head and stammered incoherently.

Clearly, all this defying common sense made her feel as if she was trapped in a fantasy movie.

The young man named Qin Fan, is he human or immortal?

How could a human possibly possess such capability!

Even though as Madam Wang she was well aware of the existence of the Martial Arts World, Qin Fan’s move still overturned all her understanding.

"No time to explain, Madam Wang, evacuate quickly!"

Shivering, Hua Xiaotian lifted Wang Anshi with one hand and Madam Wang with the other.

Instantly sprinting away from the Forbidden City.

"Stay back, don’t come near, no, no-!"

A distance of a dozen meters.

Qin Fan walked very slowly.

Slow enough to give Wen Zhou Li three people ample time to snap back to their senses.

Just as Qin Fan was about to reach them.

The three suddenly snapped back to reality all at once.

Shouting frantically amidst their fear.

Yet their bodies, paralyzed with fright, uncontrollably slid off the chairs onto the ground.

Accompanied by the sounds of the guards still screaming.

After shouting madly, these three even let out piercing screams.

Their extreme fear and desperation were perfectly embodied by them.

"I remember I said, don’t force me to cleanse you with blood, why do you not believe? Why take risks? Haha—fine, let’s consider it as my way of killing chickens to warn monkeys! In these millions of square kilometers of Royal Territory, if I want to establish authority—I naturally have to find someone of weight! Since the Bo Family is not weighty enough, since you want to hit the muzzle yourselves, then I’ll oblige you!"

Facing those three old faces entirely covered in fear and despair.

Though Qin Fan spoke with a laugh, his face bore no hint of a smile.

Only the chilling coldness!

With those words.

He stretched his hand, curling his fingers forward.

Swish—!

Silently.

Old Zhou Thief was immediately and unbelievably drawn into his hand.

"No, no, no—!"

As his crown was gripped by Qin Fan’s five claws, Old Zhou Thief cried out in utter despair.

Yet Qin Fan remained unmoved.

The other hand grabbed his hair.

Directly pulled out a strand of hair!

"Whoosh-!"

Qin Fan blew a breath at that strand of hair in his hand.

Suddenly, these strands of hair emitted a strange red glow.

The next moment.

With a flick, he tossed them away!

These glowing red hairs flew out like sharp swords.

"Don’t worry, your family will soon be reunited!"

Qin Fan gave a sinister smile.

The five fingers gripping Zhou Old Scoundrel’s head exerted force.

In the blink of an eye.

Zhou Old Scoundrel, who was wailing pitifully a second ago, immediately stopped screaming.

Blood gushed from his seven orifices.

In the blink of an eye, his whole face turned black, life utterly ended!

At the same time.

The strands of hair that darted out with the speed of light found Zhou Old Scoundrel’s bloodline!

With an undetectable speed, each hair pierced through the foreheads of Zhou Old Scoundrel’s offspring and shot out from the back of their heads!

In less than five seconds.

Whether hiding domestically or abroad, Zhou Family’s descendants.

All suddenly died mysteriously at the same moment as Zhou Old Scoundrel!

Throwing aside the lifeless Zhou Old Scoundrel.

Qin Fan extended his hand again and sucked forward.

Li Old Scoundrel was immediately pulled over.

"No, no-! Ah!"

Ignoring the pitiful cries.

While pinching the opponent’s head, Qin Fan skillfully pulled out a strand of hair.

Blew on it again.

The red glow erupted as it scattered outward!

The next second.

Li Old Scoundrel followed Zhou Old Scoundrel’s path of blood gushing from seven orifices.

Likewise.

The Li Family descendants, linked by Li Old Scoundrel’s bloodline, also died mysteriously along with him, gathering in the Netherworld!

"Trying to run?"

Leaving Li Old Scoundrel behind, Qin Fan looked at Wen Old Scoundrel crawling on the ground, and gave a wicked smile.

No longer using the previous method.

Instead, he leisurely walked over to him.

Drawing a mysterious symbol on his palm as he walked.

By the time he reached Wen Old Scoundrel, the symbol was complete.

He closed his five fingers into a fist.

Upon releasing, the symbol turned into a red glowing mark that impossibly flew out from his palm.

Squarely landing on Wen Old Scoundrel’s back!

Whoosh-!

As the mark spun into Wen Old Scoundrel’s body at high speed.

His crawling motion paused.

Then he frantically scratched his body, screaming in agony.

Meanwhile, Wen Family descendants scattered across the land experienced the same torture.

Qin Fan walked past him, indifferent.

He knew that when they could no longer endure this torment, Death God’s scythe would swing at their necks!

The top three families in Huaxia.

All annihilated in these brief minutes!

Zhou Family, Li Family, Wen Family.

Anyone carrying the blood of these families, all instantaneously dropped dead!

Qin Fan, this was uprooting completely!

He did not care about innocence; anyone from these families was guilty!

The possibility of weeds regrowing after not being uprooted, Qin Fan did not allow a single chance!

In the background of Wen Old Scoundrel gradually ceasing his struggle.

Facing the ever-growing snow, Qin Fan returned to his cold sternness.

With even steps, he slowly walked back the way he came.

There, believing they could protect their families, a few family heads were still trembling, kneeling amid the falling snow!

Unbeknownst to them, they would face the same fate as Wen Zhou Li!

The fate of being completely uprooted!!!