Online: I Can See Health Bars Chapter 1381 - 618: 100,000 Health Points
Previously on Online: I Can See Health Bars...
Slash!
The Bone Blade, stretching forty meters long, halted mere millimeters from Shen Heilian’s neck. The frigid sensation and sharp edge sent shivers down her spine, causing her to swallow nervously. Unlike the befuddled individuals behind her, she recognized Fang Yu’s formidable prowess and the sheer terror he could unleash. To defy Fang Yu, wasn't that akin to inviting one's own demise? Just yesterday, she had narrowly escaped death; she was hardly prepared to meet her end now. At this precise moment, Fang Yu’s voice cut through the air.
"I know it's you. Otherwise, do you think your head would still be attached to your neck?" Fang Yu's fist clenched tightly. Shen Heilian felt a mix of anger and helplessness. Her injuries had yet to heal, and even if she were at peak condition, she knew she couldn't possibly defeat this adversary.
Taking a deep breath, she attempted to speak with forced composure. "I am currently working for Lord Qiu. You've barged in unannounced, disrupting my business and Lord Qiu’s affairs!" It was only a few days ago that she had no ties to the Rebel Army, and now she was leveraging their authority to intimidate others... Shen Heilian found the situation quite peculiar.
Nevertheless, this tactic proved effective. The menacing Bone Blade at her throat dissolved into a cloud of bone powder, scattering like dust in the wind and settling on the ground. As the forty-meter blade vanished, Shen Heilian hastily brushed off the clinging white powder from her shoulder, her gaze locked onto Fang Yu. Fang Yu then stated, "I am merely attending to my own business. Rest assured, I am finished here and will be leading my people away."
Causing chaos and then simply departing—how convenient. Did he truly believe that leaving would resolve everything? The birthday banquet had already been utterly ruined! Despite her internal grumblings, Shen Heilian dared not reveal her discontent, maintaining a stern facade to conceal her turbulent emotions from Fang Yu. Fortunately, Fang Yu said no more and swiftly moved past her, seemingly heading to reunite with his two subordinates.
...
"Yu Ji!!" Lu Qiaochun’s anguished cry pierced the air. Yu Ji lay splayed out, his limbs pinned firmly to the ground, utterly immobilized. The one subduing him was none other than Master Jiu, balanced precariously on one foot.
"Master Jiu has done well! I shall sever his limbs and see how long he remains defiant!" Northern Crane felt a surge of exhilaration. He had been nearly humiliated by these two mere moments ago, and now that he had finally regained the upper hand, he certainly wouldn't show any restraint. In a flash, he abandoned the group attacking Lu Qiaochun and surged directly towards the restrained Yu Ji.
Yu Ji’s eyes widened in alarm, and he struggled fiercely, but to no avail! The Monk pinning him down was as immovable as a stubborn boulder, preventing any escape! Moreover, he was already gravely injured from fending off the ambush, far from his initial strength. Helplessly, he watched Northern Crane’s menacing visage descend rapidly, his iron-like hands poised to tear his limbs into fragments like sharp talons!
"Qiaochun!!!" Yu Ji roared with all his might, but his plea went unheard! Everyone else, except for Northern Crane and Master Jiu, was engaged in attacking Lu Qiaochun, leaving her unable to come to Yu Ji’s aid! The wind howled, and the fierce iron hand loomed closer. Yu Ji’s veins throbbed with rage as he bellowed furiously, only to be met with Master Jiu’s placid utterance of 'Amitabha.'
"No!!!" Yu Ji cried out in utter despair, his hope all but extinguished. "Hahaha! Die for me!!!" In stark contrast, Northern Crane’s sinister laughter echoed, his claw-like hands were perilously close to seizing Yu Ji’s arms.
Yet, at this critical juncture, neither of them noticed. Almost the instant Yu Ji’s cry left his lips, as Northern Crane’s hands drew near, the Monk pinning him suddenly turned deathly pale! He needed to retreat! The Monk attempted to pull back, but it was already too late.
Slish!!! His left hand was severed from his body, spinning rapidly in a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree arc through the air. As blood sprayed downwards, the Monk’s figure had already retreated a hundred meters, placing him even farther from the battlefield than Mr. Huang.
"..." Cold sweat beaded on the Monk’s forehead as he gasped for breath, his face ashen. He gazed at his severed left arm, the wound a clean, sharp cut, as if something had sliced it off instantaneously. Looking ahead, Northern Crane, who should have been diving to dismember Yu Ji, was now like a grounded bird, pinned beneath someone’s foot, held firmly in place and too terrified to move.
"Master, spare my life!!" Northern Crane completely abandoned all pretense of dignity, weeping and pleading for mercy. Despite his advanced age, tears and snot streamed down his face. Having lived in this world for many years, he understood the perilousness of his situation even more acutely! The Monk, enduring the agony of his severed limb, gestured with his one good hand.
"Amitabha, benefactor, it is best to show mercy when…" Bang! Crushed.
[Northern Crane: 0/4588.]
[System Prompt:...]
Northern Crane's head was brutally crushed by a foot, with blood spattering three meters away, effectively silencing the monk mid-sentence. The monk's words caught in his throat, swallowed down in shock. As he looked up at Fang Yu once more, his eyes unconsciously revealed a deep sense of fear and dread. *Gulp.* Swallowing hard, he didn't dare to wipe the sweat from his forehead and quickly stammered, "Benefactor, I am from the Jiuyang Temple..." *Wind.* All the monk felt was the wind. This wind caused his face to tremble, and then his neck was instantly seized and lifted by someone.