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Chapter 90 : Hong Chen’s Corpse, Gu He Challenges Him to Battle (Page 1/2)

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Chapter 90 Hong Chen’s Corpse, Gu He Challenges Him to BattleMr. Gu He looked at Hong Chen, who hadn’t reacted in time, and raised an eyebrow, ”Are you afraid?”

”This... so-called Inner Disciple of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion!”

Hong Chen looked at Mr. Gu He, who was dressed in black robes and carried a mysterious air, and felt that something was wrong.

If Mr. Gu He lacked strength, he wouldn’t have suddenly stood up in this standoff between the Hong Family and the Han Family.

This could only mean that Mr. Gu He had the strength to crush him!

Hong Chen probed, ”Do you know who I am? I am an Inner Disciple of the Fenglei Northern Pavilion!”

The Wind and Thunder Pavilion was divided into four sub-pavilions—East, West, South, and North—each situated in one of the four corners of the Northern Region of Central State.

The Fenglei Northern Pavilion was located on Phoenix Mountain, a thousand miles away from Tianbei City, and he, Hong Chen, was an Inner Disciple of that Northern Pavilion.

This was a figure that might not even appear in one’s family line even if the ancestral graves were smoking with good fortune!

Mr. Gu He nodded indifferently and took another step forward.

”Even if I agree to your challenge, if I lose, the Han Family will marry off their daughter; if I win, you, Hong Chen, won’t necessarily let the Han Family go.”

”It would be better if I just extinguished you, the source of this conflict, right now...!”

Han Xue had somehow circled to Mr. Gu He’s side. She tugged on his robe, her eyes filled with worry.

”Mr. Gu He, you don’t have to do this... You have already done too much for me... for our Han Family.”

Mr. Gu He had easily dealt with Hong Lie, Hong Mu, and that Xia Mang; Han Xue had seen his strength as a Dou Zong with her own eyes.

But this favor was too heavy, so heavy that Han Xue’s heart was constantly tearing apart.

Mr. Gu He shook his head gently. ”When it’s time to cut, cut.”

Hong Lie also gave a cold, sinister laugh.

”Extinguish me, the young master?”

”Wishful thinking!”

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”I don’t care which corner of the world the Han Family found you in! If you provoke me, you must pay the price...!”

Bolts of lightning surged from his body, finally transforming into a net of light imbued with electricity that enveloped his entire body without a single gap.

He possessed thunder-attribute Qi, and the Cultivation Technique he practiced was one of the top-tier techniques of the Fenglei Northern Pavilion.

As for his combat power, he could even fight against a Peak Dou Huang. Among his peers in Tianbei City, he was an almost invincible existence.

”Crack!” He stomped his foot down, and a bolt of lightning as thick as an arm shot towards Mr. Gu He along the ground like a giant python.

Over such a short distance, ordinary people would have no time to react; even Han Xue’s clothes were illuminated by the flash of lightning.

At the same time, Hong Lie didn’t stop at just this one Move; he simultaneously unleashed—”Wind and Thunder Claw!”

The lightning on his claws surged violently, and several bolts of lightning twisted strangely, finally condensing into a pair of extremely sharp lightning claws at his fingertips!

With the claws formed, his power skyrocketed. This Move carried an extremely fierce thunderous force as he furiously slashed down at Mr. Gu He, who stood there without dodging or evading!

”Swish—” Mr. Gu He merely pointed a finger out indifferently.

The cyan-white flames instantly enveloped all the lightning, leaving not a trace behind.

As the cyan-white and light blue clashed, the room brightened by three degrees.

The deep pit left on the ground signified the power of both sides’ attacks.

Mr. Gu He sighed, ”You are too weak; does this even qualify as being an Inner Disciple?”

Hong Lie’s eyes turned red with rage, his mouth twisted, and his green robes rustled. ”You old bastard!”

”You dare curse me??”

Upon hearing the words ”old bastard,” Mr. Gu He slightly twisted his stiff neck. ”You should be thankful that my Disciple didn’t hear you say that.”

Hong Lie didn’t care who Mr. Gu He’s Disciple was, or why he shouldn’t be heard by them.

He disdainfully glanced at the cowardly Hong Family servants and thugs who had retreated behind him, and immediately summoned his weapon—the Hao Lei Hammer.

He gripped his palm, and a pitch-black iron hammer flashed into existence, with snakelike lightning coiling around it.

He gripped the handle of the hammer tightly, a flash of deep thought crossing his eyes.

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