Chapter 224
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"What arrogance! You insolent brat ….. "The Qing Yun Clan disciple gritted his teeth as he glared at Drunk Lotus. He did not know where this insolent brat had come from, to be so arrogant.
Drunk Lotus raised an eyebrow, and his robes were as white as snow. A white whirlwind swirled around him, and he sped towards the disciple!
The disciple's body trembled, and he could not catch Drunk Lotus!
His speed ….. was even faster than the black beast!
Suddenly, Drunk Lotus appeared half a meter away from the disciple. His cold face was tinged with drunkenness, and he raised a fist and smashed it towards the disciple!
The Qing Yun Clan disciple saw Drunk Lotus's fist coming at him, and he laughed coldly in his heart. He gathered all his spiritual powers into the gloves on his fists. In the previous day, he had used his weapon ring spirit to transform into gloves to defeat many Rui Lin Army soldiers, and he was not going to be able to defeat this scrawny looking youth!
The confident disciple punched out, and met Drunk Lotus' fist head-on!
In that instant, the sound of bones breaking pierced through the eardrums. When the black gloved hand came into contact with Drunk Lotus' clean and fair fist, the bones in his hand twisted and deformed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the bones in his hand were crushed into powder!
However, it was not over yet. Drunk Lotus's lips curled up in a maniacal smile, and his fist went all the way through the bones in his hand, and through the bones in his entire arm.
The sound of cracking rang out, and the disciple's bones had been pierced right through his elbow!
The white bones broke through his flesh, like wood splintered, exposed to the air. Bright red blood flowed down the white bones and spilled onto the ground.
"Tsk, that's all you got." Drunk Lotus raised his chin slightly, and looked at the disciple who was howling in pain, his mouth curled up in disdain.
The black beast that was battling with another Qing Yun Clan disciple, upon seeing the shattered bones in the man's hand, its huge furry face contorted into a grimace.
Even it could not withstand a single punch from Drunk Lotus, what more these commoners!
"Arghhhhh!" The Qing Yun Clan disciple lay in a pool of his own blood, his usual arrogance and haughtiness gone. His face was pale as he trembled uncontrollably on the ground, and he let out a heart-wrenching wail.
The nightmare was not over. The white robed youth suddenly squatted down and stared at the Qing Yun Clan disciple on the ground. His eyes were red from the alcohol and he raised his hands, and his fists rained down on the body of the disciple.
Every punch was ruthless enough to break bones and split flesh!
Fresh blood splattered as Drunk Lotus punched out, staining his snow white robes red. The warm blood splattered upon his face, adding a devilish quality to his beauty.
In the blink of an eye, a living person, had been turned into a pile of minced meat under Drunk Lotus's fist, and not a single bone was left intact.
Not only did the people of the Qing Yun Clan feel like vomiting, even Jun Xian, who had been through bloody battles for decades, turned pale. He looked at Jun Xie in shock, and saw that Jun Xie's face was cold, and that pair of clear eyes did not show the slightest sign of discomfort.
"Grandfather, they deserve to die." Jun Xie's eyes were cold. If not for the fact that she was not powerful enough, she would have turned those people into ashes herself.
Satisfied, Drunk Lotus stood up, a maniacal grin on his face, his fists clenched into a loud crack. He tilted his head and stared at the gaping faces of the Qing Yun Clan disciples, and spat out a few words that sent chills down their spines: "Next, whose turn is it?"
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