School Beauty's Personal Martial Expert-Chapter 612: Great Bandit Commits Suicide

Unfortunately, there was no more chance for regret, faced with Leng Xuan’s attack, he could only wield his fists, striving to defend, but to little effect.

Leng Xuan was feeling great at the moment, to his eyes, Flower Butterfly had become nothing more than a huge human punching bag. He had been practicing the Defying Heaven Art since childhood, and the Defying Heaven Art was a particularly powerful cultivation technique, filled with robust Yang energy. The smoother it was executed, the more immense power it could unleash.

The more Leng Xuan fought, the more exhilarating he found it; he liked this feeling of head-on confrontation. However, previous battles were seldom to his liking. Therefore, this time, he had thoroughly let loose. By now, Flower Butterfly’s resistance had grown increasingly weaker, and eventually, he barely had the strength to fight back.

Bang!

A loud noise.

When Leng Xuan’s fist struck Flower Butterfly’s body once more, one saw Flower Butterfly stumbling back, creating five or six footprints sunk three to four inches into the ground, the nearby area cracking immensely. His originally enormous body had now completely reverted to its previous form, and moreover, he looked even worse than before his transformation. His complexion was deathly pale, devoid of any color, his body as thin as a matchstick. Judging by the way he opened his mouth; it seemed speaking was an incredible struggle for him.

After a long time, Flower Butterfly slowly said, "I... my master will take revenge for me, you and your family and friends will all die."

Leng Xuan replied coldly, "To threaten me at death’s door, should I compliment you on your backbone? Besides, once you die, who will tell your master that it was I who killed you?"

"That’s not necessarily true." Flower Butterfly suddenly flashed a strange smile, then furiously bit down on his own teeth. Instantly, a stream of fresh red blood flowed out of his mouth. And with that, his eyes closed, and he completely lost his breath of life.

"To actually bite his own tongue and commit suicide, well, it saves me the trouble." Leng Xuan muttered to himself.

However, at the same time as Flower Butterfly’s death, in a distant, dark dwelling, an old man sat cross-legged on a cushion, with five oil lamps flickering with flames placed around him. Suddenly, one of the lamps went out, turning into a wisp of thin smoke.

The old man, who had been closing his eyes tightly, suddenly opened them and frowned, "Little Hua has actually died. Who could have done it?" After pondering for a while, the old man called out, "Feng Gui, Junior Brother!"

Following the old man’s call, a voice responded immediately, "Sect Leader Senior Brother, what are your orders?"

The old man instructed, "Little Hua is dead. Go investigate who did it. If their strength is mediocre, take care of it yourself; we people from the Shanlan Sect are not easily bullied. But if the adversary is very strong, then return here and wait for me to finish my cultivation then I will deal with it personally."

"What?" Feng Gui’s expression changed, before he composed himself and said, "Yes, Senior Brother, I understand."

At this moment, the old man muttered to himself, "Since he killed my man, I should send him a message."

In the factory, Leng Xuan was looking at Flower Butterfly’s corpse when suddenly, he noticed that the blood flowing from Flower Butterfly’s mouth seemed to come to life, forming a thin line and moving along the ground. In the end, it shaped into a few words—He who kills my disciple, dies!

Leng Xuan looked at those blood-red characters and furrowed his brows tightly. He finally understood the cryptic smile of Flower Butterfly just before his death. It seems there was definitely a connection between him and his master. Once he died, his master would know. This could be troublesome, for with a little investigation, one could find out who killed Flower Butterfly.

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