Chapter 3043 — A Hidden Card

Wei Zhao's heart also tightened. Damn it—Little One seemed to have used some secret art!

In truth, Wei Zhao's torment of Little Eleven had looked like a complicated process, but it had all unfolded in the blink of an eye, lasting only a few minutes in total. Wei Zhao had intended to torture Little Eleven a few more times, then begin compressing his true qi bombs to help Fiery Cloud deal with Little One. What he had not expected was that Little One's strength would suddenly surge to an unbelievable level!

Wei Zhao could no longer spare any attention for Little Eleven. Instead, he warily turned his head toward Little One, who at that moment struck a palm toward Fiery Cloud: "Go to hell—Heaven-and-Earth Tornado!"

Facing Wu Chengtian's sneak attack, Little One no longer cared. He wanted only to finish off Fiery Cloud first!

Fiery Cloud had faced the Heaven-and-Earth Tornado before and could easily neutralize it with his martial art, Prairie Wildfire. But this time, when Fiery Cloud unleashed Prairie Wildfire and charged forward together with the Plantain Fan, something felt wrong!

The two surges of fierce martial true qi collided with a thunderous boom. Little One was knocked back only two steps, but Fiery Cloud spat out a mouthful of blood with a "pfft" and was sent flying backward, slamming heavily into the courtyard wall and smashing a great hole through it!

Wei Zhao's gaze sharpened. He had not expected Little One to suddenly become so formidable—Fiery Cloud could not withstand even a single move! Of course, though Fiery Cloud had been defeated in one strike, his life was not in danger; he had only suffered extremely severe internal injuries.

After Fiery Cloud was blasted away, Little One paid him no further mind. Instead, he turned, his face savage as he looked at Wei Zhao: "Wei Zhao, today no one can save you. You must die!"

Wei Zhao had not expected Little One to have a secret art for boosting his strength. It was somewhat similar to Black Panther Bro back then. Wei Zhao's expression could not help but grow grave.

But Wei Zhao, too, had kept a card in reserve. Little One's strength was formidable, and Wei Zhao could not possibly place all his reliance on Fiery Cloud. So the moment he had entered the Sun family mansion, he had made his plans.

Originally, Wei Zhao had wanted to torment Little Eleven a while longer, then once his true qi bombs were successfully compressed, join forces with Fiery Cloud to deliver a fatal blow to Little One. He believed that once Little One was struck by a true qi blast, even if it could not finish him, it would hamper his movements—enough for Fiery Cloud to wound him.

But now Wei Zhao had no choice but to change his plan. Seeing that Little One was about to unleash his strongest martial art, the Heaven-and-Earth Tornado, upon him, Wei Zhao's heart tightened! He had tasted the bitter fruit of that technique before; if it truly landed on him, he would be lucky to survive the day. So he urgently commanded the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast: "Little Feng, don't worry about me—strike Tagan Long dead!"

"Roar, roar, roar!" The Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast let out a great roar. Electricity began to flicker along the single horn on its forehead as it prepared to unleash its power upon Tagan Long!

This was Wei Zhao's hidden card. After arriving at the Sun family mansion, he had had many chances to kill Tagan Long along with the others, but he had not done so. Wei Zhao understood Tagan Long's importance full well—this much was clear from the fury of Ancestor Xuanchen, and from how Little One and Little Eleven had defied White Leader's agreement to come after Sun Jingyan on their own. To them, Tagan Long was immeasurably important.

And the reason Wei Zhao had not killed Tagan Long was precisely to keep him as a final means of escape.

Wei Zhao's order for the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast to strike Tagan Long dead was merely meant to frighten Little One. Given the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast's strength, it was not enough to kill Tagan Long right in front of Little One—unless Little One abandoned Tagan Long and refused to rescue him!

But that was impossible! Sure enough, the moment Little One heard Wei Zhao's command, his expression changed. He wrenched himself around, striding several paces to stand before Tagan Long!

"Boom, boom, boom—" At that very instant, a bolt of lightning shot from the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast's horn, striking toward Little One!

And Little One took the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast's blow head-on, not daring to dodge in the slightest—for fear that if he dodged, the lightning would strike Tagan Long.

"Beast, take this!" The Heaven-and-Earth Tornado that Little One had not yet released was instantly unleashed upon the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast!

A tornado-like surge of energy rushed toward the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast. Wei Zhao's heart lurched with worry—but the next moment left him somewhat astonished! Though the Heaven-and-Earth Tornado looked incomparably fierce and terrifying, it only forced the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast back a few steps, doing it no real harm!

It seemed the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast had hide like iron and flesh like stone—even an expert at the peak of the late Heaven rank could do nothing to it?

"Roar, roar, roar—" The Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast seemed enraged. The single horn on its head once again flickered with powerful current.

Little One had not expected the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast to be unafraid of blows, retreating only two steps without suffering any real damage. He could not help but frown.

For all his calculations, Little One had never expected Wei Zhao to target Tagan Long! Tagan Long was a great burden and a great encumbrance, yet Little One dared not abandon him. So he dared not become locked in a stalemate with the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast, fearing Wei Zhao might launch another sneak attack on Tagan Long from behind!

And if he turned to deal with Wei Zhao, the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast might well send another bolt of lightning his way.

Since he could not kill the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast, there was no need for Little One to continue the fight. He also knew that some spirit beasts had hide like iron and flesh like stone; even if their rank was low, cultivators could do nothing to them. This was a common sight in the Five Malice Mountains.

So Little One made a prompt decision: he scooped up Little Eleven with his left arm and Tagan Long with his right, turned, and ran! While there is life, there is hope—if he stayed here and fought Wei Zhao to the death, he might kill Wei Zhao, but Tagan Long would surely die!

That was not the outcome Little One wanted. If Wei Zhao died, White Leader would certainly be enraged; if Tagan Long died, Ancestor Xuanchen would certainly be enraged. So Little One very rationally chose to retreat!

He was, after all, a consummate expert at the peak of the late Heaven rank, and his speed in retreat was extraordinary—in the blink of an eye, he vanished without a trace.

Watching Little One's departing back, Wei Zhao was about to praise the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast when he saw it cough up a great pool of blood with a "pfft"! It seemed the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast had suffered extremely severe internal injuries—and all its earlier defiance had been nothing but a bluff to frighten Little One off!

"Little Feng, how are you?" Wei Zhao asked urgently, greatly alarmed.

"Roar, roar..." The Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast shook its head weakly, signaling that it was, for the moment, all right!

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