What Are You Doing to My Employer?

Fang Shuwen swung the black-robed man in a wide arc, sweeping him viciously through the surrounding air. Though their footwork was indeed out of the ordinary, it could not escape Fang Shuwen's gaze. This sweep cut right across the path Feng Mantian and Guan Tianyue had to take. Two dull thuds rang out in rapid succession! Both figures were flung backward, twisting in midair. Feng Mantian landed on his feet, while Guan Tianyue tumbled across the floor. At this point, whether he was willing to accept it or not, Feng Mantian understood that all hope was lost. His martial arts were the greatest among their group, yet even he could not slaughter this many people in a single breath. Fang Shuwen, however, could... Facing Fang Shuwen, he had no confidence whatsoever. Had this been right after Li Nanchen died, he would have staked his life against Fang Shuwen. But now that he had recovered from that state of extreme agitation, he thought only of surviving so long as green hills remain, there would never be a shortage of firewood. If he had endured thirty years of biding his time, could he not endure a little longer? *This bastard has courted a catastrophe. He's bound to die sooner or later—why squander everything on this one moment?* With that thought, he spun around and caught sight of Zuo Qingshuang and Xu Chongshan. Reaching out, he lunged for them at once! Xu Chongshan and Zuo Qingshuang had been watching the battle intently. Seeing Feng Mantian suddenly strike at them, how could they resign themselves to capture? Their swords cleared their scabbards instantly, prepared to fight to the bitter end. Yet just as their blades thrust forward, Feng Mantian suddenly twisted his body, drifting past their flanks like a streak of black smoke. Hooking five fingers, he went straight for Zhou Qingmei! This was no spur-of-the-moment choice; it was calculated. Lu Xiaoqing was gravely injured, making her an easier target. The problem was that she could barely move right now. Carrying her along would be an immense burden. Zhou Qingmei, however, was different. Fang Shuwen had escorted her all the way from Julu City. One could say that had it not been to protect Zhou Qingmei, Fang Shuwen would never have waded into these muddy waters. Threatening Fang Shuwen with anyone else was useless, but using Zhou Qingmei was certain to work. This was his key to breaking out! Witnessing this, both Zuo Qingshuang and Xu Chongshan cursed inwardly. Zhou Qingmei was Zuo Qingshuang's disciple, and she knew full well how outstanding the girl was. But no matter how gifted a disciple might be at Zhou Qingmei's age, she stood no chance against an old demon like Feng Mantian. In a single exchange, she would inevitably fall into his clutches. Turning back to intercept him was already too late. They could only watch helplessly as Feng Mantian's fingers bore down toward Zhou Qingmei's throat... Yet less than an inch from her neck, Feng Mantian's motion ground to an abrupt halt. Not because he chose to stop, but because he could not move! A hand tore through his Black Fiend true qi and landed on his shoulder without gathering a speck of dust. The Black Fiend true qi writhed and struggled violently, seemingly exerting all its power to repel the hand—yet failed to budge it in the slightest. Fang Shuwen's voice, carrying a chill that made Feng Mantian's scalp tingle, sounded right beside his ear: "What do you think you're doing to my employer?" In that split second, a sliver of dread welled up in Feng Mantian's heart. One could hardly blame this old demon—who had once run rampant across the jianghu thirty years ago and provoked a joint siege by the seven major sects—for losing his nerve. It was primarily because Fang Shuwen's record was truly terrifying. The experts Feng Mantian had brought, including himself, could not put up any semblance of a struggle before Fang Shuwen. Whoever stepped forward died, each more gruesomely than the last. He was ruthless and killed without batting an eye. If the righteous sects had all fought like this, the demonic cults would have ceased to exist long ago. Now that Feng Mantian had failed to take Zhou Qingmei hostage amid the chaos and make Fang Shuwen hesitate, retaliation was certain to follow. *I cannot die here!* Feng Mantian's heart sank. Letting out a furious roar, he unleashed the Black Fiend Demon Skill with no restraint whatsoever. Sinister, eerie demonic tones reverberated through the empty air, attempting to unnerve the mind. Unable to break free from the hand on his shoulder, he gave up trying. Pushing off with his feet, he slammed his entire body directly toward Fang Shuwen's chest. The force behind this tackle was extraordinary. Though the upper limits of the Black Fiend Demon Skill were modest, Feng Mantian had originally been an expert, and with thirty years of arduous refinement poured into it, this tackle hit with the force of a toppling mountain. An ordinary person caught in its path would have had their true qi choked off and their bones shattered, let alone stood their ground. Striking with everything he had, Feng Mantian harbored no hopes of severely harming Fang Shuwen, but he expected to break the hold and force Fang Shuwen back a step or two. Yet in the very next heartbeat, his chest tightened. Not a single flinch! Fang Shuwen's hand was as unyielding as if it propped up heaven and earth. Despite Feng Mantian's desperate exertion, it did not shift in the slightest. *How is this possible?!* Feng Mantian was horror-stricken! If he struck with all his might, even Lou Yuxiao would have had to yield momentarily. How could it end up like this against Fang Shuwen? Just where had this freak crawled out from? "You want to ram me, do you?" Fang Shuwen's voice drifted lazily into his ears. "Then let me fulfill your wish." With a flick of his single hand, an irresistible, terrifying force flung Feng Mantian directly behind Fang Shuwen. Just as Feng Mantian stumbled and lost his balance, Fang Shuwen turned and slammed into him with his entire body. "I—" Feng Mantian wanted to say something, but there was no time. The next moment, he felt as if an entire mountain had crashed into him. A colossal force originated from his chest and rippled through his four limbs in an instant. Before he could register what had happened to his body, he vanished from where he stood with a whoosh. A deafening boom erupted! The inner wall of the main hall was blasted straight through. Feng Mantian was indeed worthy of being the leader of the Black Fiend Cult; he had not died yet, tumbling across the ground as he scrambled to his feet. Before he could even spit out the mouthful of blood welling in his throat, Fang Shuwen was already in front of him. Five fingers clamped around his head, hoisting him completely into the air before slamming him violently into the floor! *Pfft!* Blood sprayed from all seven orifices at once. Fang Shuwen raised his right fist, and the Four Seas Dragon Fist crashed down. *Thud!* *Thud!!* *Thud!!!* After three successive blows, the light in Feng Mantian's eyes faded away completely. Having finished all this, Fang Shuwen looked up. In that instant, everyone felt their scalps tingle. None dared meet his gaze, so they all suddenly appeared very busy. Some scratched their ears and cheeks, while others glanced left and right. Yet during all that glancing around, someone actually spotted something. A finger pointed toward the entrance of the main hall: "Guan Tianyue is trying to run!" Hearing that shout, Guan Tianyue wanted nothing more than to curse the person's ancestors. Which bastard had blown the whistle on him? Had Fang Shuwen not broken one of his legs earlier, he would have fled long ago. Only now, taking advantage of the fact that this harbinger of doom was looking elsewhere and everyone else was focused on Fang Shuwen and Feng Mantian, had he painstakingly crawled to this point—only for it all to fall apart at the very last step! Desperate to move faster, he spared no internal force, pushing off with both palms to leap like an overgrown toad. Yet a massive shadow abruptly loomed over him. Looking up, he saw Xu Chongshan, his face smeared with blood, staring down at him.