Nine Yang Life and Death Transformation

His face was grave, his right hand gripping the gleaming gun barrel tightly as he desperately parried the onslaught that came like a storm. At the same time, his left hand swiftly activated a hidden mechanism on his body, and in an instant, hundreds upon hundreds of tiny, lightning-fast needles shot out, plunging into Scarface's body in a deluge.

However, this incredibly fierce strike failed to stop Scarface's ferocious blade. Instead, a loud clang rang out, and the immense impact made his hand go numb, nearly causing him to drop his spear. Immediately afterward, the sharp blade struck his shoulder with overwhelming force, instantly cutting a deep gash from which bright red blood gushed out.

Scarface's body stiffened abruptly, his already ferocious face contorting in pain. His lips gradually turned black, and he coughed up a stream of black, stagnant blood. Then, like a kite with a broken string, he fell straight to the ground, motionless.

He had no time to care about his injuries. Enduring the excruciating pain, he gripped his blood-stained spear tightly and turned to charge at the remaining enemies. Each swing of his spear was filled with a killing intent, leaving no opponent a chance to breathe.

Before long, the courtyard was filled with corpses lying haphazardly; not a single one of those vicious bandits had survived. He had also almost exhausted all his strength, using up all his crossbow bolts and explosives, and collapsed to the ground as if completely drained.

Just then, Magistrate Wang Lun arrived hastily with a formidable troop of soldiers. Seeing the terrifying scene before him, resembling a living hell, Wang Lun frowned slightly, but quickly regained his composure and said, "Sun Kang, well done! You've annihilated this band of ruthless bandits in one fell swoop!"

"Thank you for your praise, sir. However, I am currently seriously injured and cannot rise to pay my respects. Please forgive me," he replied weakly from his position on the ground.

"It's alright, it's alright!" Wang Lun said, quickly stepping forward to help Wu Feilong up. But no one expected that, the moment he got close, he would suddenly catch Wu Feilong off guard and throw a punch, striking him heavily in the back. Already exhausted, Wu Feilong could not withstand such a heavy blow. He was sent flying like he had been hit by a cannonball, crashing heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

“You…” Wu Feilong stared wide-eyed at Wang Lun in disbelief, his eyes filled with anger and astonishment.

“Sun Kang usually colludes with bandits and has committed all sorts of heinous crimes, including arson, murder, and looting. He is utterly wicked and outrageous!”

"Hmph, I never expected you to be a Qi Refining Stage 7 expert. Such a deep and cunning mind! You want the credit for wiping out the bandits, and you also covet my family's property!" someone said angrily.

"Hahahaha... Oh, little brat, you're quite clever and quick-witted! It's just a pity that you shouldn't have killed my men. Today, I'll make you go and die with them!" Wang Lun laughed wildly, his face contorted with rage.

"What? I never expected that these bandits were all your men!" Wu Feilong was shocked upon hearing this.

"It's too late to know now!" Wang Lun waved his hand, as if about to make a move.

At this moment, Wu Feilong was already severely injured, his body limp and powerless, unable to move an inch. Wang Lun, his face contorted with malice, clenched his fists and pounced on Wu Feilong like a tiger descending a mountain.

However, at this moment, Sun Gang, who had not seen Wu Feilong return, became extremely anxious and hurriedly returned through the secret passage. When he saw Wu Feilong lying in a pool of blood, his expression changed drastically. Without hesitation, he rushed forward and used his own body to firmly protect Wu Feilong.

"Kang'er, run!" Sun Gang shouted hoarsely. But before he could finish speaking, Wang Lun's incredibly powerful fist slammed heavily into Sun Gang. With a loud bang, Sun Gang flew straight backward like a kite with a broken string, and then crashed heavily to the ground.

Looking at his chest, a huge, gaping hole was clearly visible, blood gushing out and staining a large area of ​​the ground red. Even after suffering such a severe injury, Sun Gang still clung to his last breath, muttering repeatedly, "Kang'er, run...run..." But before he could finish speaking, his head lolled to the side, and he breathed his last.

"Father!" With this roar filled with grief and rage, Wu Feilong seemed to burst into flames. Suddenly, the hidden core within his body erupted with an extremely powerful force, surging through his body like a raging torrent.

In an instant, Wu Fei's eyes turned bloodshot, as if they could drip blood; his hair moved wildly without wind, like a mad demon descending upon the world. And the aura around him surged rapidly like a volcanic eruption, forming a terrifying aura.

At this moment, Wu Fei had focused all his killing intent on Wang Lun, who was staring intently at him, and said through gritted teeth, "I'm going to kill you!"

Seeing this, Wang Lun was terrified. He never expected Wu Fei to break through from the Body Tempering Realm to the Foundation Establishment Realm in such a short time. Fear instantly gripped his heart, and he turned to run away without hesitation. However, how could Wu Fei let him escape so easily? With a sudden wave of his right hand, a powerful suction force erupted, and Wang Lun, who hadn't run more than a few steps, was pulled back into Wu Fei's hand like a chick caught by an invisible hand, powerless to resist.

Immediately afterward, Wu Fei's hand gripped Wang Lun's neck like an iron clamp, and with a slight exertion, a crisp "crack" was heard, and Wang Lun's neck was snapped. As his head limply tilted to one side, Wang Lun's life came to an abrupt end, and he died tragically on the spot.

The soldiers standing nearby were terrified at the sight and scattered like birds, desperately trying to escape this horrible place. But Wu Feilong, now in a state of frenzy, gave them no chance, roaring, "You all deserve to die!"

Before he finished speaking, he flashed through the crowd like a ghost. The soldiers didn't even have time to react before they were dead.

In a mere moment, dozens of soldiers perished without exception. The entire Sun residence was littered with mangled corpses, blood flowing like rivers, and the air thick with the pungent stench of blood, enough to make one nauseous. It had become a living hell on earth.

However, at that moment, the violent power within Wu Fei's body began to gradually subside. Deprived of his strength, he felt a sudden dizziness, followed by a gushing mouthful of bright red blood. At this moment, he felt completely drained, collapsing weakly to the ground.

Despite his condition, Wu Fei remained conscious. He struggled to lift his head, his gaze fixed on Sun Gang not far away, and then he crawled towards that direction with all his might.

The mere few meters felt like an eternity to Wu Fei now. Every step he took left a long trail of blood behind him, a testament to his desperate struggle.

Finally, amidst the seemingly endless darkness and pain, after a long and arduous struggle and unwavering effort, he painstakingly crawled towards Sun Gang's location, inch by inch. Every inch he moved forward came at a great cost, but his deep longing for his father sustained him and prevented him from giving up.

When he finally crawled to Sun Gang's side, he was panting and utterly exhausted. With his last ounce of strength, he embraced Sun Gang's already cold body, crying out in heartbreaking grief, "Father, your son is unfilial! Your son is incompetent, unable to protect you and everyone else..."

Before he could finish speaking, he felt as if all the strength had been drained from his body in an instant, and even his eyelids felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, making it difficult to lift them. Slowly, he closed his eyes, his head tilted to the side, and he collapsed lifelessly onto Sun Gang.