Chapter 653: Make Them Pay with Blood

Chapter 653: Make Them Pay with Blood

Fu Huamao's eyes were wide open, almost bulging out of his sockets, and the veins around his eye sockets were bulging, as if they would burst at any time.

The next moment, a surge of hot blood rushed to his throat, and with a "puff" sound, he could no longer suppress the grief and anger in his heart, and he opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

The scarlet blood splashed onto his clothes in front of him, quickly staining a large area of ​​his clothes red. Under the sunlight, it was particularly eye-catching and dazzling.

"Poison Curse Sect, you beasts are really going too far!" Fu Huamao roared in anger.

This roar contained endless sorrow and anger, like a thunderclap out of nowhere, booming and resounding throughout the Sword Saint Sect.

Under the powerful sound waves, even the tiles on the roof were shaking and rustling.

Fu Huamao swung his right hand violently, and the sword on his waist flew out of the sheath with a clang. The sword flashed a cold light under the sunlight.

As he shook his wrist, the sword made a buzzing sound, spiritual power surged, and the air around him seemed to tremble.

"How dare you, the beasts of the Poison Curse Sect, harm my son and daughter like this? I will tear you into pieces and avenge my son and daughter!"

At this time, Fu Huamao's eyes were red, and he looked as if he could spit out fire, and there seemed to be blood dripping from his eyes.

His face was filled with grief and indignation, and his long hair, which had been neatly tied up, now stood up straight because of extreme anger, just like the sharp thorns on a hedgehog.

He clenched his fists tightly. Due to excessive force, there was a constant "cracking" sound from his finger joints, and veins on his arms bulged.

The Sword Saint Sect's leader's wife, who was standing next to him, felt dizzy the moment she heard the tragic news.

How could her already fragile body withstand such a sudden and heavy blow?

Her body swayed and she fell to the ground like a leaf in the wind, losing consciousness.

"Madam!" Fu Huamao was anxious when he saw this and shouted.

He moved forward as quickly as lightning, carefully picked up his wife who had fainted on the ground, and walked quickly towards the bedroom in the sect.

He gently placed his wife on the bed, his eyes full of concern and worry.

After a careful examination, he confirmed that the lady had fainted due to excessive grief and was not seriously injured. He felt relieved.

However, the hatred in his heart towards the Poison Curse Sect was like a fire that was poured with oil, burning more and more fiercely.

After settling down for a while, Fu Huamao stepped out of the bedroom again and came to the center of the square of the Sword Saint Sect.

Fu Huamao held his head high, his eyes as sharp as torches, and scanned the disciples below, shouting loudly:

"All disciples, listen up! Today, our sect leader will lead you to the Poison Curse Sect to seek justice for my children who died tragically! We must make those beasts pay with blood to comfort the souls of my son and my children in heaven!"

After saying that, Fu Huamao flashed and rushed towards the Poison Curse Sect first.

When the disciples in the sect heard the sect leader's order, their blood boiled and they were filled with indignation.

Without hesitation, they picked up their weapons, followed Fu Huamao's footsteps, and filed out.

For a moment, the sounds of shouting and killing were deafening.

The team marched in a mighty manner, raising dust and changing the weather wherever they passed.

When they were halfway through the journey, they suddenly discovered that many small sects and ordinary people were gathering along the way.

These people all had solemn expressions and were filled with anger.

They held a variety of crude weapons in their hands, be it knives, guns, sticks, or hoes and sickles, and they all moved forward in the direction of the Poison Curse Sect with firm steps.

It turned out that these small sects and ordinary people were also victims of the persecution of the Poison Curse Sect.

Some of their relatives and friends have been killed by them, or their homes have been destroyed and they have no means of livelihood.

So they organized themselves spontaneously, determined to demand an explanation from the Poison Curse Sect and to avenge their deceased relatives and the people who had been hurt.

Among the crowd, a leader from a small sect walked quickly to the side of Sword Saint Sect's leader Fu Huamao and walked side by side with him.

The leader looked to be around forty or fifty years old, with a resolute face and fiery eyes.

He clenched his teeth and squeezed out harsh words:

"This damn Poison Curse Sect has committed many evil deeds and has lost all conscience. For a long time, they have been doing all kinds of evil, being tyrannical and bullying the villagers. They are simply guilty of heinous crimes!"

"Many of my disciples have also died tragically at their hands. If I don't avenge this blood feud, how can I still live in this world with dignity?"

"In this lifetime, I swear to make them pay with blood, otherwise I will never give up!"

When he got excited, his eyes widened as if they were about to pop out of their sockets, and veins bulged on his forehead.

He swung the sword in his hand, and the sword flashed coldly under the sunlight, as if echoing the surging hatred in his heart.

Fu Huamao nodded solemnly, indicating that he agreed with what the headmaster said.

His expression was as cold as ice, and he said angrily: "Yes, we are gathered here today to completely eradicate this poison nest at all costs and restore the peace and prosperity of Yunluo Continent to us!"

Upon hearing this, the others nodded in agreement.

"Hmph, the Poison Curse Sect has been doing so many evil things and has lost all conscience. Today is finally the time for them to receive retribution!" A burly man shouted loudly.

"That's right. Although we ordinary people have limited power, we absolutely cannot watch them continue to act recklessly!"

"That's right. The Poison Curse Sect killed my son. Today I must seek justice. I won't stop until I raze the Poison Curse Sect to the ground!"

As they were talking, everyone had already arrived at the mountain gate of the Poison Curse Sect.

I saw that the heavy mountain gate was tightly closed, but there was a creepy, strange and gloomy atmosphere all around.

Sword Saint Sect's leader Fu Huamao's eyes fixed, he raised the sword in his hand and swung it forward suddenly.

In an instant, a majestic and sharp sword energy roared out, like a roaring dragon rushing straight towards the mountain gate.

With a loud "boom", the entire mountain gate was instantly shattered by this powerful sword energy.

The huge impact force stirred up a cloud of dust that covered the sky and enveloped the entire Poison Curse Sect.

"Poison Curse Sect, why don't you get out here right now!" Fu Huamao was furious and shouted at the top of his lungs.

His voice resounded through the valley like a huge bell, causing the surrounding trees to tremble and leaves to fall.

The voice seemed to carry endless majesty and anger, making everyone in the Poison Curse Sect tremble with fear.

Faced with this sudden incident, the Poison Curse Sect was already in chaos.

All the disciples were in panic, running around like a group of headless flies without their leader.

Some disciples were so frightened that they turned pale and collapsed to the ground; some were so panicked that they bumped into each other and fell down; some even dropped their weapons to the ground and ran away in panic.

The leader of the Poison Curse Sect, Jia Xiangrong, was now as pale as paper, with no trace of blood at all.

His heart was filled with fear and regret. He had never imagined that today Mengling City would actually expose the evil deeds of their Poison Curse Sect, the Withered Moon Sect, and the Thousand Falls Palace.

It happened so suddenly that he didn't even have a chance to escape as he was surrounded by all the major forces and common people in Mengling City.

At this moment, he knew very well that today's disaster might not end easily.

However, despite his inner fear, Jia Xiangrong still tried hard to remain calm.

With trembling hands, he straightened his messy clothes, then led all his disciples out of the sect gate trembling with fear.

Faced with the aggressive crowd, although he knew that his side was at an absolute disadvantage, he still held on to hope and attempted a final struggle and resistance.

"Jia Xiangrong, you are a vicious man. You killed my son and daughter. Today is the day you die." Fu Huamao shouted when he saw Jia Xiangrong finally come out.