Urban Invincible Ove Chapter 387 - 386: People from All Sides

Chapter 387: Chapter 386: People from All Sides

"Japan Illusion Technique?"

After leaving the villa, Zhuge Ming activated his powerful Divine Thought to search for the enemy’s traces.

As soon as his Divine Thought spread out, two figures rushed toward him like specters.

The speed of these two was extrely fast, like phantoms. Zhuge Ming’s eyes were sharp, and although he could lock onto their path, he still felt shocked by their movent technique.

Too fast!

Whoosh, whoosh!!

In an instant, the two figures reached his side, the dim moonlight flashing with the gleam of blades as the fierce blades tore through the void, slicing towards Zhuge Ming’s body.

Zhuge Ming snorted coldly, and as he dodged, he raised his hand and struck out two Qi forces into the air.

"Puff, puff!!"

The two fierce Qi forces hit the two shadows accurately.

However, their bodies dissipated like an illusion as the sounds of ’puff puff’ rang out, and the figures vanished.

Zhuge Ming’s pupils contracted, and he imdiately exclaid, "Japan Illusion Technique?"

"How dare you flaunt your petty Japan Illusion Technique before , how arrogant!"

A murderous intent flickered in Zhuge Ming’s eyes. He ford a very strange spell with both hands and swiped his right hand in front of him.

Suddenly, the power of heaven and earth surged rapidly, his eyes beca incredibly bright, and the area around his body stirred without wind, visibly splattered with light and shadows.

"Heaven and Earth lend

power, the universe becos clear!"

As Zhuge Ming shouted, the mottled light and shadow around him exploded outwards.

Behind him, two figures erged from the expanding mottled light and shadow.

Zhuge Ming’s figure flashed, striking towards the person behind to his right with the force of thunder.

A flash of blade light.

"Buzz!"

The sound of tearing air followed.

"Bang!"

A dull impact sound spread.

Zhuge Ming had grabbed one of the shadows by the arm and brutally slamd them onto the ground.

The ground trembled slightly, and a human-shaped indent appeared, the person vomiting blood, their internal organs shattered.

Zhuge Ming raised his hand, lifting the person’s body into the air, then swiped through the air with his left hand.

"Puff!"

The body split into two, falling towards the ground, and the air was imdiately filled with a thick scent of blood.

Boom!

Just then, a light shot up behind him, followed by a loud explosion.

Zhuge Ming’s pupils shrank, and he abruptly turned around, only to see the villa exploding, engulfed in flas.

What’s going on?

Zhuge Ming was sowhat confused.

He had just left the villa, so why did it explode?

If Sun Xingwen and Sun Xingyu wanted to deal with him, they should have triggered it while he was still inside the villa.

Triggering it now, it seed like neither Sun Xingwen nor Sun Xingyu had escaped.

Zhuge Ming squinted his eyes.

He was really quite confused.

Since coming out from the Hidden Sect, he had only one goal, to find the Sun family to take the bla and also to find clues about the disappearance of Zhuge Wei and Zhuge Hong, to investigate the truth.

But having just found the Sun family, Sun Xingyu’s villa exploded.

Besides himself, was there soone else after Sun Xingyu’s life?

Zhuge Ming stared into the fiery blaze, lost in thought.

Before coming out, he had thought the International Madman had arrived.

But now it seed that those who attacked Sky Net might have co from Japan.

Could it be that the International Madman, the Madman King, was a Japanese samurai?

Thinking of this possibility, Zhuge Ming slightly frowned.

The possibility was significant.

Japan had several major schools, and the strength of those schools was extraordinary; if the Madman King was their creation, it would make sense.

But there had been an agreent back then, not to interfere in mundane conflicts. Could it be that those Japanese were about to erge again?

His thoughts flashing through his mind like lightning, Zhuge Ming suddenly turned back, reaching into the void with one hand: "Co down!"

The other expert who had attacked Zhuge Ming was about to flee but was suddenly pulled down by an invisible force, falling from the sky.

Zhuge Ming’s gaze intensified.

Boom!

The person only felt a sharp pain in his mind, and his thoughts and consciousness instantaneously beca chaotic, losing control over his body.

Zhuge Ming’s figure flashed, and he grabbed the person’s throat.

The person was clad in all black, even his head was covered with a black hood, only revealing two eyes.

After Zhuge Ming grasped his throat, he regained so clarity in his eyes.

"Who are you?" Zhuge Ming asked.

"Damn..."

Although his throat was gripped by Zhuge Ming, he cursed as soon as he opened his mouth, showing no fear of death in his gaze.

Zhuge Ming instantly understood.

It indeed was a Japanese Ninja.

Moreover, these individuals were not weak, fearless of life and death, likely from those sects.

But why were they here?

And why did they attack Sky Net?

While pondering, Zhuge Ming surveyed his surroundings.

He found that those who had attacked Sky Net had already left.

So mbers of Sky Net lurking in the area had been killed, but so had managed to escape.

The attackers chose to evacuate when Sun Xingyu’s villa exploded.

Only the two who attacked Zhuge Ming were the exception.

Of course, those from Sky Net ambushed here were not diocrities; Zhuge Ming discovered four corpses dressed as Japanese Ninjas.

A fierce battle occurred abruptly and ended just as quickly.

This was the terrifying aspect of Japanese Illusion Techniques.

They excel in assassination, hiding their tracks, and even their presence, often killing an enemy before they even realize it.

...

Sun Xingyu, after killing his half-brother and blowing up the valuable villa, swiftly ran towards the agreed rendezvous point.

From now on, I, Sun Xingyu, am dead.

Totally subrged in darkness, not seeing the light.

"He did not regret personally killing his older brother, nor did he have any attachnt to the identity of Sun Xingyu.

The only things he couldn’t let go of were his mother and younger sister.

But as long as he died, he believed no one would target them, after all, their father would still take care of them.

Just as he thought this, Sun Xingyu suddenly halted in his steps.

Not far ahead, a figure blocked his path.

In the night, he couldn’t see the other’s face clearly, but through that vague silhouette, it made his heart tremble, suddenly thinking of soone.

He chuckled bitterly, looking up at the figure ahead, and slowly said, "Is it you, Tang?"

The person in front took out a cigarette from their pocket, put it in their mouth, and then, in front of Sun Xingyu, he lit the cigarette with a lighter.

A young and handso face appeared in Sun Xingyu’s line of sight.

Sun Xingyu’s pupils contracted slightly, looking at the person ahead uncertainly, and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

He had thought the other was Tang, but it turned out he was not.

"My na is Yang Fei," Yang Fei slowly spoke, saying, "Long ti no see."

His tone then deepened, mature and low.

Sun Xingyu’s body shook, and he exclaid in surprise, "It really is you, you... you’re still so young?"

He rembered, a few days ago through special channels he had seen a photo.

It was of a genius Martial Artist who had suddenly risen in the Divine Continent Martial World.

He hadn’t expected to et this person today.

And this person was Tang.

Previously, when he and Zhuge Ming talked, he had insisted that Tang and Yang Fei were definitely not the sa person, but now, when Yang Fei spoke in Tang’s voice saying "long ti no see