Chapter 441 Who Hurt My Brother?

“Fine. I'll fight to death!” Shouted Justices with a blue vein bulging on his forehead.

Facing the attack of Mu Tian and Mu Ye, Justices could barely see their traces though he had entered the force concentrating level. He could only fight back by instinct with all his strength.

Bang!

The fists of Mu Tian and Mu Ye hit the fists of Justices at the same time.

Ah, puff!

Justices was frozen and spat much blood. At a moment, he felt that his arms were numb. Next, from his arms came a large source of power. It pushed him up to the air and forced him to fly backwards.

“Justices, hold on!”

“Old Long, you're the backbone of us the Netherworld. You gotta hold on.”

Simultaneously, Luo Tengfei and Black Emissary shouted and ran to catch Justices.

“Hha! Now, do you know how weak you are?”

“Force concentrating? Even Danjin Level experts are sc.u.m to us.”

Mu Tian and Mu Ye sneered, looking at Justices and some others like they were dead.

“D**n it! How dare they hurt Justices.”

Luo Tengfei shouted, “He Chensi, takes your men and kills the two f**king old filth.”

“Okay!”

Closely, a bulky man, even a little taller and stronger than Ghost King, suddenly jumped out from behind Luo Tengfei and others.

That's right. The man was the bulky werewolf who had taken Mu Qila, the little werewolf princess, to find Luo Tengfei in the Celestial Empire.

As Luo Tengfei came back to help Liu Feng, he followed him here.

As He Chensi jumped out, four other bulky men leaped out. They all had the same strong build as He Chensi.

Five bulky men with werewolf blood threw themselves at Mu Tian and Mu Ye like bears.

“Eyes went red. They're from Wolfsburg.” Seeing the five men coming, the contempt on Mu Tian's face disappeared.

Mu Ye even shouted, “People from Wolfsburg, I advise you not to set foot in this, or….”

Whoos.h.!.+

He Chensi did not like a threat. Before Mu Ye finished speaking, He Chensi had sent his large-bowl-sized fist to him.

He Chensi was not stupid. He knew the enemy was terrifying. So, he activated the power of werewolf blood at the first blow. The punch even produced a sonic boom.

“D**n it. Stupid beast!” Mu Ye was irritated. He punched to fight back.

Boom!

The two fists. .h.i.t each other, emitting a sound as horrible as the explosion of grenades. People around them could even feel the ground shaking at the moment.

Next, He Chensi was forced to fly backwards.

“F**k you! The eastern old man is too strong. Let's attack together,” shouted He Chensi in midair.

Actually, the four other strong werewolf-blooded men had already attacked.

They attacked Mu Tian and Mu Ye at the same time in two teams.

“Werewolves are nothing! Do you think you can rival us with your inhuman blood? Come on!”

“Now that you guys of the Wolfsburg want to court death, don't blame us for killing you.”

Murderousness appeared on the faces of Mu Tian and Mu Ye. Facing the siege of the four bulky men, they moved hither and thither fast, waving their fists and forcing them to fly backwards again and again.

“F**k you! Experts of Celestial Empire are f**king intractable!” He Chensi yelled and rushed forward.

Unfortunately, the five werewolf-blooded experts were not the opponents of Mu Tian and Mu Ye. The only thing they could do was to serve as human sandbags. Compared with ordinary people, their beating-resistance was incredible.

“This isn't good. The two are fooling these experts of Wolfsburg.”

Justices, with blood on his corners of mouth and chin, said solemnly, “The reason why they haven't killed them, perhaps, is that they're some kind of afraid of Wolfsburg. But as time goes by….”

At the moment, the battle outside the tribe was almost over. Gunshots were fading away.

In the distance in front of the tribe, Berberto was trembling behind a large discarded truck, “How could it be? We've fought from day to night and from night to dawn. We've lost more than five thousand people. All of them!”

“Useless!” Mr. Yan was standing aside. His eyes were burning with anger, “Are you the Red Scarf Army so f**king weak? And you want to compete with the ZF Army in Sambi? Sheer tras.h.!.+”

“Yes. We are tras.h.!.+”

Berberto raised hand to wipe the cold sweat on face. He said in a low voice, “Mr. Yan, the main force of my Red Scarf Army is destroyed here. The money you promised me…ah!”

Mr. Yan didn't even look at Berberto. He bent his right hand and gave it a turn. With a “snap”, Berberto's neck was broken.

Plump!

“Money? I killed you. No need for that!”

After Berberto's body fell to the ground, Mr. Yan was still staring at the direction of the tribe, “The battle is over. No sound comes from the front, back and the left. But the right of this tribe, remaining unattacked, seems to have experienced an explosion. Has someone broken in?”

Mr. Yan said to himself for a while. He then bent slightly and ran towards the tribe quickly.

“This isn't good. I should do myself!”

In the tribe, Luo Tengfei, who used to wear a pair of large sungla.s.ses day and night, raised his hand to remove the sungla.s.ses.

The Nightwalker's pupils were especially clear in the night. Seeing the five bulky men, who had come with him from the Wolfsburg, being thrown away again and again, his eyes turned b.l.o.o.d.y red.

“What a horrible flow of Pure Qi!”

“Old Luo has really learned something at Wolfsburg. Bravo!”

“I'm afraid that Nightwalker's martial arts can no longer be a.s.sessed by the traditional standard of Celestial Empire martial arts.”

Justices, Black Emissary, and Xiaomin looked at Luo Tengfei. They were shocked a lot.

Exactly, Luo Tengfei was at the Dark Level before leaving Celestial Empire, but he was now in the force concentrating level. What's more, his power multiplied after the werewolf blood in his body was activated.

As Luo Tengfei's power rose to the zenith, Mu Tian and Mu Ye backed up at the same time. They stopped fighting with the five experts of Wolfsburg.

“Humph! Come on!”

As Luo Tengfei's eyes turned totally red, he took a stride, releasing a fierce flow of Qi and blowing dust under his feet away in all directions.

“Elder brother, this guy is a little weird. He seems to be at the Danjin Level, but he is almost at the Hunyuan Level,” whispered Mu Ye. His eyes were fixed on Luo Tengfei.

“You're right. This guy seems to be important in Wolfsburg. I'll fight him. You fight the other soul-reaper messengers of Netherworld!” Mu Tian's feet kept making a gait pattern of “8” on the ground. He was moving forward like a fish. He was using the Eight Diagrams Palm.

Mu Ye also used the Eight Diagrams Palm, closing towards Justices and some others. He said as he was walking, “You guys had better not resist, saving you from the suffering of flesh. I'll let you go, as long as you turn that little punk Liu Feng in. How about that?”

“Old filth! Stop bulls**tting!”

“Come and kill us if you can! Want us to turn Big Boss Yama in? Don't ever think about it!”

“Just fight if you dare! At worst, we die together!”

Swoos.h.!.+

After Justices and others cleared their standpoint, members of the Netherworld behind leveled their guns, hundreds of them, again at Mu Ye.

Boom!

At the same time, the fight between Luo Tengfei and Mu Tian started.

They fought as drastically as the collision between two planets. They had been fighting with all strength, fists against fists and feet against feet. They were flesh and blood like others, but their attacks emitted thunder-like sounds. Around them formed horrible flows of Qi a whirlwind that would disappear and reappear.

“It turns out that you two, Mu Tian and Mu Ye, have come too. How can you spend so long fighting with such a red-eyed bast**d? Isn't it shameful?”

As Luo Tengfei and Mu Tian were fighting hotly, with a sudden shout, a middle-aged man, in a suit, showed up beside them like a ghost. A fist went to Luo Tengfei's weak point.

“Where does the dumbas* come from? S**t!” Luo Tengfei cursed with anger and backed up with all strength.

Luo Tengfei hadn't been hit by the fist, but the cloth on his belly was twisted by the horrible energy of the fist.

“Yan Mingxu, I didn't expect that you the top expert of Yan's Family have come too.” Figuring out who it was, Mu Tian raised his eyebrows slightly.

“Stop bullsh**ting. Join me. Take the thorn and then kill Liu Feng.” Yan Mingxu took a leap and waved fists towards Luo Tengfei again.

Yan Mingxu was the Mr. Yan under Berberto of Lion Regiment. After the Red Scarf Army was eliminated, he had to fight himself.

“Go to h.e.l.l!” Luo Tengfei's eyes were redder. He ran towards Yan Mingxu.

Bang!

Their fists. .h.i.t each other, forcing both of them to back up for half a step.

Bang!

At the moment, Mu Tian, following closely, kicked Luo Tengfei on the chest.

It forced Luo Tengfei to fall to the ground heavily. He was pushed away for about ten meters with his back against the ground.

It could be said that had Luo Tengfei not activated his werewolf blood, greatly enhancing his beating-resistance, he could have been disabled by the kick.

“Old Luo!”

“Alas! Our Nightwalker is defeated too. What should we do?”

“Tengfei, you must be okay!”

People simultaneously surrounded Luo Tengfei. He Chensi even carried Luo Tengfei like holding a kid.

The five bulky men of Wolfsburg used their bodies to protect Luo Tengfei from Mu Tian, Mu Ye, and Yan Mingxu.

“Hha! Now, can you the Netherworld still fight back?”

“People of Wolfsburg are nothing. Do you soul-reaper messengers of Netherworld want to die fighting?”

“Send your Master Yama, Liu Feng! If so, we can let you live.”

The three experts, Mu Tian, Mu Ye, and Yan Mingxu, were closing in simultaneously.

Although the Netherworld still had hundreds of members, the atmosphere was pressed to extremely low. Facing the three experts was like facing three coming mountains.

Phew!

Justices took a deep breath and raised his right hand.

At the same time, members of Netherworld behind all leveled their guns. Mu Tian and others had no doubt that hundreds of guns would fire under the command of Justices. It meant that they had determined to kill them even at the cost of their lives.

Mu Tian and others had applied bombs inside the tribe, but they were at a loss in the face of these fearless people.

However, at the moment, a voice that cheered up all members of Netherworld sounded, “Who hurt my bros?”