Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2247 - 568: A Shocking Encounter with the Beast God Temple (3)

But this bald man, despite his burly build and berserker-like appearance, was devious. He had already fixed his sights on the aircraft.

If Wang Yue opened up some distance between them, the bald man would abandon him and charge straight for Su Nuanyue and her daughter.

Seeing that if things continued this way, he might be finished before the other man’s transformation wore off—and noticing that the bald man kept casting malicious glances toward the aircraft—Wang Yue steeled himself.

When the other man threw another punch, Wang Yue suddenly stopped defending and let it land on his chest.

Boom!

Thud—

A heavy impact rang out. Wang Yue spewed blood, but seized the chance to wrap his left arm tightly around the bald man’s right arm.

At the same time, he drove his true energy into a frenzied circulation through his meridians.

Eighth-Level Gale, full power!

The bald man’s alarm bells rang wildly. He instinctively tried to pull away.

But Wang Yue had locked his right arm in a tight grip. The bald man tried to wrench himself free, but couldn’t.

In that split second, Wang Yue’s true energy completed nine rotations. He threw the most powerful punch he could muster, aiming it squarely at the bald man’s left cheek.

Seeing that he couldn’t dodge, the bald man steeled himself too. With his free left hand, he struck Wang Yue hard in the chest.

Boom!

With a deafening crash, the two men, who had been locked together, were hurled apart. Wang Yue flew backward, blood spraying several yards from his mouth, along with what looked like fragments of his internal organs.

The bald man was in even worse shape. He spun through the air like a pinwheel, and Wang Yue’s punch had twisted his entire face out of shape. Every tooth in his mouth had been knocked out.

The bald man was nearly knocked unconscious by the intense dizziness. His chest and abdomen churned with nausea, and he knew Wang Yue’s punch had given him a severe concussion. His thoughts were already growing muddled.

The last sliver of clarity told him that if he kept fighting, Wang Yue would definitely kill him.

Instinct took over. Riding the force of his flight, the bald man turned and ran, leaving his four subordinates behind without a second thought.

Wang Yue had taken two heavy blows in succession, and his internal injuries were severe. But he knew all too well that if the bald man escaped, he would cause even greater trouble later.

So, ignoring his injuries, Wang Yue pushed Wind God Leg beyond its limits. In the blink of an eye, he caught up with the bald man.

A flash of cold steel—his long saber, which had been stored in his spatial ring, appeared in his hand.

He had no good saber techniques, so using a saber in close combat would restrict his abilities. But for beheading, a sharp weapon was still better.

"Die!"

Wang Yue gave a soft cry. He unleashed the Eighth-Level Gale at full power once more.

His saber stroke summoned a gale far stronger than a Level 12 hurricane—and cleaved the bald man’s massive, over-eight-foot-tall body in half from head to toe.

Thud—

His injuries had worsened, and now he had driven his true energy to its limit again—at an even greater strain.

Wang Yue spat out another mouthful of blood, and his body plummeted from the sky like a kite with its string cut.

Before he hit the ground, a soft embrace caught him. Yu Suxin had just finished off the four werewolves and rushed over.

"Wang Yue, how are you?"

Feeling his faint aura, Yu Suxin was extremely worried and asked again and again.

"Master, don’t worry. I’m fine," Wang Yue said with a strained smile.

"Did you leave anyone alive?"

"I did."

Yu Suxin nodded.

She had originally planned to leave all four alive, but in her haste to come help Wang Yue, she had been forced to use a heavier hand and kill two, leaving only two alive.

"Good. Let’s question them right away and find out who these people are." Wang Yue forced the words out.

Until he knew exactly who these people were and whether any danger remained, he couldn’t relax.

Yu Suxin understood how he felt. She agreed, carried him to the battlefield from earlier, and saw that the two werewolves were dead.

The other two had reverted to their human forms and lay slumped on the ground, unable to move.

"Answer my questions truthfully, or I’ll make you wish you were dead," Wang Yue said evenly.

Although Wang Yue was in very poor condition, the two men had seen him cut the bald man in half with one stroke. They were already terrified of him.

And Yu Suxin, who had personally beaten them into critical condition, was right beside him, so they naturally wouldn’t dare show him any disrespect.

"If we cooperate, will you let us go?" one of them asked tentatively.

"No," Wang Yue replied, shaking his head.

"But I can give you a quick death, so you won’t have to endure a thousand tortures before you die."

Knowing there was no way they would survive, a look of sorrow passed through their eyes. Resigned, one of them said, "All right. Ask away."

"Wait!"

Yu Suxin interrupted before Wang Yue could ask.

"Question them one at a time. If their answers don’t match, then prepare to endure the most vicious torture in the world."

As she spoke, she gently flicked her hand and knocked one of them unconscious from a distance.

"Master, you really know what you’re doing!"

Wang Yue gave Yu Suxin a thumbs-up, then asked the conscious man, "Who are you people?"

The two men had indeed planned to feed Wang Yue false information and lure the forces behind them into avenging their deaths.

But after Yu Suxin’s warning, they no longer dared entertain such thoughts.

Neither wanted to endure inhuman torture before dying, so the man answered honestly, "We’re disciples of the Beast God Temple."

At that, Wang Yue and Yu Suxin were both stunned.

Damn it, how had they suddenly gotten mixed up with the Beast God Temple?