"Mr. Han, Mr. Wu, Mr. Zhao, please get in the car." Wen Junwei personally opened the door of the first car, allowing the three bosses from Yanjing to board.
The three of them sat in the back seat, and then the black demon pounced directly on one of them, rging with his body in an instant.
"Got it, cast the spell!" Brothers Wu Qi and Wu Yun, along with two other Witch Clan mbers, cast another curse attempting to make the black demon take effect rapidly inside the victim so they could proceed to curse the next person.
This curse wouldn’t cause imdiate death, and there were no changes in appearance either.
However, an hour later, those cursed would have their hearts and brains burst simultaneously, with no chance of survival.
This hour was exactly the ti it took to travel from the airport to the Xinhai Building!
Suddenly, the four Wu Clan mbers felt as if their brains were struck by a heavy baton, darkness looming as the world spun around them.
The next mont, all four simultaneously spat blood violently!
"There’s a master among them, run!" Wu Qi yelled at the driver. Before the driver could start the car, a large iron hamr descended from the sky and crushed the roof of the vehicle!
"Brother!" Wu Yun saw his brother crushed under him, hit by the strike, his eyes splitting with rage.
"Run..." Wu Qi gasped with his dying breath, "We are no... match..."
With that, Wu Qi’s head drooped, and he died in his brother’s arms.
"Brother—" Wu Yun roared in agony, heartbroken.
At that mont, he had no thoughts of revenge, only trying to think of how to escape with his brother’s body. But he found that his legs were shattered, making escape impossible!
Seeing Wu Qi’s car being attacked, other mbers of the Witch Clan ambushed around the parking lot rushed out from their cars, attacking Wen Junwei and his group: "Kill them!"
ng Tie retrieved the Big Iron Hamr, his gaze icy: "Seeking death!"
The three n in the car imdiately stepped out, tearing off their human skin masks, revealing themselves to be Yang Yu, Song Zheyuan, and Tu Sha!
Although the Witch Clan was nurous and strong, they stood no chance against Yang Yu and Tu Sha, rely waiting to be slaughtered!
"I really dislike their aura," Tu Sha declared, raising his Reverse Blade and swinging it.
Although the Reverse Blade was unsealed, his powerful Sword Energy was extrely sharp, and it cleaved the closest Witch Clan mbers in front of him in two!
"Use the Witch Clan Curse Techniques!" Dozens of Witch Clan mbers simultaneously cast spells, and streams of black mist turned into black demons, aggressively lunging at Yang Yu and Tu Sha.
"A bunch of Witch Clan demons, die!" Yang Yu executed the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Palm Thunder Technique, a great swath of lightning falling from the sky and striking the black demons.
Thunder Technique, inherently righteous, can suppress all Evil Magic as long as one’s power is strong enough.
Bang bang bang...
The heads of the dozens of Witch Clan mbers using spells burst instantly, turning into headless corpses that fell to the ground.
"Oh great gods of the Witch Clan, what kind of monster is this guy!" The dozens of Witch Clan mbers ready to charge forward were instantly stunned, their faces twitching.
With the power of one man, Yang Yu slaughtered dozens of Witch Clan Wizards—who if not a demon personified?
Seizing the mont of their stupor, Song Zheyuan and ng Tie struck without rcy.
With every punch Song Zheyuan threw, a Witch Clan mber’s chest bone or heart was shattered.
ng Tie was even more brutal, smashing directly at the heads of the Witch Clan mbers.
Yang Yu told them that to deal with these Evil Mages with magic, they must strike a fatal blow or target the head.
Otherwise, even if you break their limbs, they have the capability to kill you in retaliation.
Although the Witch Clan mbers were nurous, in the eyes of Yang Yu and his team, these people were no different from sheep.
After a frenzy of attacks, all the Witch Clan mbers lay on the ground.
Except for Wu Yun, no one survived!
This wasn’t because Yang Yu was exceptionally cruel, but rather because he understood them too well.
Just as he had told ng Tie, not killing them directly could lead to being killed by them using the Witch Clan Curse Technique at any ti.
Just think about Wu Jing and Wu Gao, they are utterly ruthless when it cos to killing!
This was Wen Junwei’s first ti seeing such a scene, scaring him until his face turned ashen.
The bodyguards following him were also terrified, and it took them a long ti to co to their senses.
Yang Yu walked up to Wu Yun, his gaze icy, "Who put you up to this?"
Wu Yun trembled all over, looking at Yang Yu as if he was looking at a demon, "Li Chengze... he ordered us to kill those bosses from Yanjing, and then he said... he would take us abroad to change our identities and return to Xia Country..."
Yang Yu then asked, "Where is Li Chengze now?"
"On a cruise ship at Tianhai Port," Wu Yun spilled everything, "He said he would wait there for us to go abroad together."
"Heh, a bunch of fools," Yang Yu scoffed coldly, "If you go there now, you’ll find out that he’s not even there; he was just sending you to your deaths."
"How could that be?" Wu Yun still couldn’t believe it, "Aunt Wu Jing told us to follow his orders, why would he harm us?"
"Believe it or not, it’s up to you, I don’t need to explain myself to you," Yang Yu snorted coldly, "Last question, how many more people are there in the Witch Clan, and where is the headquarters?"
"Our clan mbers are usually scattered around Xia Country, only returning to the Witch Tribe in the southwestern mountains during New Year to serve our Witch God at the ceremonies," explained Wu Yun.
"I don’t know how many people are in the Witch Clan, only the High Priest and Aunt Wu Jing know the contact details of our other mbers."
"Considering how cooperative you’ve been, I’ll spare your life," Yang Yu slapped Wu Yun’s head, and Wu Yun instantly felt his spirit fall apart, his spiritual power completely vanishing!
Yang Yu broke Wu Yun’s Witchcraft powers and then picked up his phone to call Chou Hongfei, "Captain Chou, didn’t you ask to deal with the Witch Clan a few days ago?"
Chou Hongfei said, "Yeah, did you find them? How many?"
"A few dozen," Yang Yu replied, "But I only left one alive; the rest are gone."
Chou Hongfei: "..."
"Li Chengze, you bastard!" Wu Jing yelled into the phone, her eyes bloodshot, her skin rapidly aging due to anger, looking rough like tree bark.
This was her true face, the price she paid for cursing Xia Yu.
Yang Yu said her face was fake because he had seen through her human skin mask.
"I didn’t expect Yang Yu to be prepared, what a miscalculation," Li Chengze acted as if nothing happened, not even bothering to apologize, "Now that things have co to this, your Witch Clan has a deep grudge with Yang Yu, doesn’t it?"
"Next, I wonder if your Witch Clan will send more masters like Wu Gao to seek revenge against Yang Yu? Ha ha!"
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