Chapter 13: The King of Hell is savage!
Who would have thought that Leng Jun Yu would be more horrifying than the rumours say?
His boundless martial arts was unbelievable. He used his hand as a weapon and managed to take down all his brothers.
Ba Hu knew he had underestimated Prince Rui. At this rate, he was only going to die. Therefore, he quickly took this opportunity to hold Le Yao Yao hostage.
He could tell from the way Leng Jun Yu looked at the eunuch that the eunuch was special to him. Now that he had a trump card, he no longer had to be afraid!
So, Ba Hu’s fearful heart slowly began to relax.
As for Leng
Jun Yu, he finally stopped. But it was because he had just killed the last assassin around him.
His palm moved as quick as lightning, and with one strike, the assassin only had time to groan before collapsing.
The assassin’s eyes were widely open; it looked like he died unwillingly.
Ba Hu’s mouth twitched. The brothers he had brought along with him were all massacred by Leng Jun Yu. From his pupils, horror could been seen.
When he looked at the field of corpses, he noticed that all of them were killed differently.
One of them had a palm that went through his heart; another had his head split open with brain juices overflowing; another had his neck snapped…
for someone like Ba Hu, who viewed human lives as grass, this was too much. He was trembling from both fear and anger!
These were his brothers that had been with him through life and death. They raped, looted, and killed together. Now, they had all perished in a tragic death because of this man. How could he not be filled with hatred?
As for Leng Jun Yu, after getting rid of the last assassin, he slowly pulled back his palm and fixed his gown. It was a bit disheveled due to the intense battle.
His movement was very calm and graceful.
His long black hair was as smooth as silk; the wind was gently blowing against it. His tight
His tight clothing revealed his jade like figure. Regardless of which angle you looked from, it was still sensational.
Ba Hu’s face felt like cracking when he stared at Leng Jun Yu’s icy expression. He honestly couldn’t see through him.
When people had told him rumours about Prince Rui, he had always disregarded it. He thought people were bullshitting and making things up. After all, how could someone really be that powerful and unpredictable?
But after witnessing it today, Ba Hu realized the man in front of him was much more terrifying than what the rumours had spread.
His thin robe accentuated his body; his body was comparable to a double-edged sword.
His face was cold and his dark pupils looked like pupils looked like a never-ending pool. There was absolutely no temperature from within. It was impossible to tell what he was truly thinking.
And even though he was just standing there casually, his body was giving off a frigid aura. It was silent but overbearing!
Clearly, Leng Jun Yu was naturally talented. He was born at the peak. Ba Hu was filled with resentment and jealousy.
But more so, he was scared.
Because Leng Jun Yu’s hands were clean like he had touched nothing. His heart couldn’t help but shake. He felt his blood running cold.
Earlier, this man had empty-handedly slaughtered all his brothers with his hands. Yet, his hands didn’t have a speck of blood on them. What the f**k…