Chapter 1137: Chapter 1137: Fierce Battle
"Who dares to be so brazen in front of Thunderpeak Hall!"
Brysen Beaumont fiercely threw off his coat, revealing a white undershirt beneath.
His hand also reached for the pig-slaughtering knife at his waist.
Killing intent was sharp as ice!
Whirl!
Outside the colorful steel house, a crowd of Thunderpeak Hall disciples rushed in, encircling the elder.
Meanwhile, Granny Xihua stood in front of the throne, watching coldly from the sidelines.
Thunderpeak Hall’s movements were mysterious, and this place was a desolate mountain.
Even Julius Reed had been unable to locate their trail.
How then did the elder before them manage to find them?
It was known that in the surrounding five kilometers, Thunderpeak Hall had already set up both visible and hidden sentries.
There were also various infrared sensors.
Should any danger arise, the disciples responsible for surveillance could detect it at the first moment.
Mysterious!
Everything was far too mysterious!
The elder had managed to break in without making a sound?
"May I be so bold to ask a question?"
Facing the heavy encirclement, the elder smiled faintly and said, "Is this place, by any chance, Thunderpeak Hall?"
"Yes!"
Brysen Beaumont coldly spoke, and the knife in his hand was already unsheathed.
"Then I have another question," the elder nodded and continued, "That woman in the distance, is she Granny Xihua?"
"Yes!"
Brysen Beaumont answered for the second time.
"Good!" Pleased with the answer, the elder nodded contently, "One final question, has Thunderpeak Hall ever sent someone to Ghost Valley?"
As the question arose, Brysen Beaumont instinctively turned to look at Granny Xihua behind him.
This matter was a top secret of Thunderpeak Hall.
"Indeed!"
Granny Xihua, leaning on her dragon head cane, spoke very calmly, "Thunderpeak Hall did send someone to Ghost Valley some days ago. But this is top secret, how did you come to know of it!"
Sending someone to Ghost Valley to exchange the impostor for the Crown Prince was Devlin’s idea.
Only a handful of people were privy to this matter.
Why did the elder before them know of it?
"That’s good to hear!"
The elder let out a light chuckle, "The Will family never kills the innocent without cause! But today, I shall take revenge for Ghost Valley!"
Upon finishing his words, the aura around him surged dramatically!
"Protect the granny!"
The Thunderpeak Hall disciples cried out in alarm, moving forward with knives drawn!
"Scatter!"
Whoosh!
The elder gave a fierce wave of his sleeve, and the Thunderpeak Hall disciples in front of him were sent flying.
Only Brysen Beaumont managed to retreat several steps, barely maintaining his stance.
"Hold on!"
Brysen Beaumont extended a hand and shouted, "There might be a misunderstanding in this matter! Thunderpeak Hall and Ghost Valley have cooperated for many years, we are close partners! What do you mean by revenge?"
Ghost Valley was nestled deep in the mountains.
It had scarce dealings with the outside world.
As a result,
The massacre at Ghost Valley had not yet been discovered.
"A misunderstanding?" Leland Will sneered and slowly walked forward, "Then, sir, please treat today’s events as a misunderstanding as well."
With that, he reached out strongly!
Bang!
Brysen Beaumont raised his knife to block!
The strong impact made him retreat ten steps before he could barely steady himself.
"The senior’s skill is profound and unfathomable, surely you are a celebrated figure! But now, without asking about the rights and wrongs of the situation, you strike directly, isn’t this inappropriate?"
After the punch, Brysen Beaumont understood the elder’s strength.
Very strong!
Far above his own.
Such elders were often reclusive experts, rarely showing themselves.
His sudden appearance meant something must have happened to Ghost Valley!
"In my life, I have never feared the finger-pointing of the world! Today, I shall use the blood of Thunderpeak Hall to pay homage to my disciples!"
Teng!
With that, the elder took a step forward!
Boom!
The colorful steel house where Thunderpeak Hall resided suddenly burst asunder!
Many disciples didn’t have time to react and were blasted out.
When a Grandmaster was enraged, the blood would flow like a river.
At this moment, Leland Will’s aura was fully unleashed!
An overwhelming pressure came crashing down in an instant!
"Since the senior insists on taking action, the junior will have to be presumptuous!" Brysen Beaumont steeled himself and faced the Grandmaster’s aura, striding forward!
"Ha!"
He swung his knife down!
Brysen Beaumont felt as if he was trapped in a swamp, struggling to move forward.
And the knife in his hand seemed to be held by an invisible giant hand, stuck in midair.
Leland Will let out a cold laugh and swept forward with his sleeves!
Bang!
A white wave of qi struck directly at Brysen Beaumont’s chest!
The Mage from Thunderpeak Hall spit out a mouthful of fresh blood and staggered backward!
Without giving him any chance, the old man took a step forward!
Right hand turning into a claw, he smashed it down from the air!
"Stop!"
Clang!
In the nick of time!
A golden staff flew across the sky, directly colliding with Leland Will’s hand!
Whoosh!
This boss controlling Ghost Valley was forced back by the sudden strike, shock evident in his eyes.
"I had not thought that the legendary Granny Xihua, was also a Martial Artist."
A hint of a smile spread across Leland Will’s face, "But with this little ability, you can’t stop me!"
"You’re going too far!"
Clang!
Granny Xihua fiercely slammed her golden staff onto the ground!
Crack!
The marble floor shattered from the impact.
"Granny..."
Brysen Beaumont was about to take action but got stopped by Granny Xihua, "Step back, I’ll handle this!"
"Granny, there might be some misunderstanding here!" Brysen Beaumont was somewhat anxious.
The adversary was too strong, and murderous from the get-go!
Definitely something wrong!
"Misunderstanding? Daring to harm my disciple, you think you can leave today?"
After saying that, Granny Xihua fiercely began shaking her golden staff!
Whoosh!
A series of sounds, like the chimes of death bells, began echoing over the ruins.
Brysen Beaumont subconsciously covered his ears and turned to flee!
The Thunderpeak Hall disciples who couldn’t dodge in time knelt on the ground, wailing in agony.
"You’re actually..."
Leland Will’s face changed drastically!
He took a deep breath, and his hair instantly unfurled, plugging up his ears.
"I really did not expect that Granny Xihua herself would..."
"Give me your life!"
Swoosh!
Before Leland Will could finish speaking, Granny Xihua struck from the air with her staff!
Leland Will looked up and punched out!
Bang!
Both parties retreated several steps.
But in the blink of an eye, Granny Xihua attacked again!
At this moment, she no longer seemed like an old woman!
Her plump body moved nimbly through the air!
Whoosh!
Leland Will braced his palm against the golden staff, and a look of seriousness flashed across his face.
The golden staff kept resonating, and many Thunderpeak Hall disciples had already died with blood flowing from their orifices.
But Leland Will seemed unaffected, still standing in place.
The two were locked in a standoff, and the staff began to twist!
"Granny Xihua! Let’s see what else you’ve got! Silence, Extinguish!"
Bang!
Leland Will’s hair went wild, and an invisible aura exploded in an instant!
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Granny Xihua’s golden staff scraped the ground, opening up gullies!
After retreating nearly ten meters, she barely stabilized her figure.
Blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.
Clearly, she was not lightly injured by that strike!
"You’ve broken the rules by coming to the secular world in secret. Today, I will clean up for your master!"
In the blink of an eye, Leland Will appeared in front of Granny Xihua!
He slammed down with a palm!
"You needn’t bother yourself!"
Granny Xihua leaped up, flipping over the central throne.
"Trying to run?"
Leland Will let out a cold laugh.
But the next moment, his face changed dramatically!
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
The throne suddenly shot out countless flying knives!
By the time Leland Will awkwardly stabilized his figure, Granny Xihua had vanished without a trace.
"Huh!"
Looking at his tattered clothes, Leland Will bent down to pick up the scattered black blade pieces and left with long strides.
And hundreds of kilometers away.
Devlin was watching the duel through a surveillance drone.
"The old lady actually has some skills, even I was deceived."
He shook his head and threw aside the screen.
Reaching into his chest, he intended to pull out a cigarette.
"Mr. Michael, hello."
Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind him.
"Who!"
Devlin sprang to his feet abruptly!