Chapter 1877: River of Blood I

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Wu Ming City.

It was located in the north of the mainland, surrounded by mountains, and was once a flourishing city.

However, at this time, Wu Ming City was already filled with blood and corpses.

In the eastern part of Wu Ming City, many skilled masters gathered inside a broken tavern. Their eyes carried anger and resentment.

“A madman has killed so many people, now we have to hide in Wu Ming City, and no one dares to take a step outside. He will come after us... He’s simply a madman! A devil!”

Two years...

Within these two years, this madman had killed nearly half of the people who attacked Feng Ruqing and Tang Yin back then. They hid in Wu Ming City surrounded by mountains and thought that he would not find them. But who knew that this madman would still find them.

“He is insane. If we continue to live like this, I’m afraid he will find this place sooner or later. We must do something!”

An elder in grey robes said viciously, “And that bastard from the Nan family... He was the one who told us that there was a beastman in Tianya’s manor, and now he doesn’t stand up to fight the enemy together with us!”

The crowd fell silent.

Indeed, it was all Nan Fang’s fault.

In the end, he hid in his Nan City while this madman forced them to hide in Wu Ming City and did not dare to show their face.

This was all Nan Fang’s fault!

“If Nan Fang were in front of me today, I would definitely drag him down with us!” A green-robed man said sorrowfully.

However, no one answered him because everyone understood that there was no more chance...

The battle outside the city gate was horrible.

Everyone was dead, and next, it was almost their turn.

Boom!

The door was violently blown open.

Everyone stiffened and looked up.

At that moment, endless coldness spread throughout their bodies, making their faces pale, revealing a look of horror.

At the door, the sunlight poured in and fell upon the young man’s body.

He was dressed in black; his face was handsome but cold with a pair of crimson eyes filled with fierce murderous intent.

The young man, like a devil, stepped on the corpses and walked toward the crowd.

The longsword in his hand was dripping with blood.

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This madman was coming after them!

He swung his long sword, slicing through a man’s head, causing a splash of blood as the man fell to the ground.

Blood splattered everywhere and filled the hearts of those who had plotted to escape with despair.

There was no escape.

This madman was like the god of death from hell, no matter where they ran to, he would find them.

Once he targeted them, all of them could not escape.

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By the time the young man walked out again, it was nearly dusk.

A flame burned up from behind him, burning the house and even the whole city.

Wu Ming City would disappear from history.

“There are ten more!”

The young man muttered as the bloody light in one of his eyes became even more intense, surpassing the bright haze in the sky.

He stepped on the corpses, passing over their bodies with a cold and solemn face.