Chapter 1119 The Whereabouts of Ghosthand Fisher

Book:Lord Came Back From The Battlefield Published:2024-6-3

“Why bother!” Billy replied, then send out a palm strike to relieve the woman’s pain.
Then, he looked at her and said calmly, “Talk! You better not play any tricks, or you will definitely wish you were dead.”
“I… I did go to inquire about the news of Ghosthand Fisher…” The woman hesitated for a moment before speaking with difficulty.
“The person I killed was the owner of a bar… Only he knew the whereabouts of Ghosthand Fisher…”
“You should have already found out where Ghosthand Fisher is, so why did you kill him?” Billy continued to speak.
“Is it because you didn’t want him to tell others about the location of Ghosthand Fisher, and then kill him to silence him?”
“Yes…” The woman nodded.
“Who are you? Why are you looking for Ghosthand Fisher?” Billy asked again.
“I… I am from the Sacred Blood Sect… It is the Sect Master’s order to kill Ghosthand Fisher, I… I am just following orders…” the woman responded.
“The Sacred Blood Sect?” Billy was slightly surprised, as it was the first time he had heard of this name, most likely a sect from the City of Angels.
After a brief pause, he continued, “Where did Ghosthand Fisher go?”
“He… He went to…” the woman spoke again.
At that moment, over a dozen extremely sharp sword auras attacked Billy from different angles, unstoppable like a raging tide.
“You are seeking death!” Billy’s eyes narrowed, and his spiritual power transformed into a dozen large swords that slashed out in all directions.
The large swords, carrying a destructive energy, shattered the sword auras of the group and continued forward without losing momentum, then disappeared into the darkness.
Immediately after, a sound of bodies falling to the ground came from the darkness, and the group of people all lay down.
Almost at the same time as Billy’s attack, an extremely sharp sword aura flashed towards the woman on the ground.
From the momentum of this sword, it was evident that the attacker was at least at the advanced stage of the Saint realm.
Billy intended to rescue, but it was too late. The sword aura went straight to the woman’s throat.
After the woman gasped for air and blood gushed out from her mouth, she kicked her legs and drew her last breath.
The person in the darkness did not hesitate after succeeding with a single blow, turning around and fleeing.
Billy had thoughts of chasing after, but he was concerned about the safety of Casey and the others, so after a moment of contemplation, he flew back towards the direction they came from.
His worries seemed reasonable!
Shortly after he chased after the woman, a group of masked men arrived at the entrance of the bar. They attacked without mercy, leaving no room for hesitation.
Many customers who were still in the bar enjoying their time had not yet realized what was happening when they were cut in half by the sword auras.
“Vermilion Bird, the three of you protect Stout!” Sol Stuart said in a deep voice, then launched an attack towards the group.
“You are seeking death!” Initially, the group did not take Sol Stuart seriously. The leader of the group spoke coldly and slashed a sword towards Sol Stuart.
“Get out of here!” Sol Stuart said coldly and a palm strike was sent out.
Bang!
The man leading the group was at seventh-rank Saint realm. Naturally, he was no match for Sol Stuart. After being struck by the palm strike, he was sent flying hundreds of meters before crashing to the ground.
“Who… who are you…” The man struggled to speak a few words before convulsing and falling silent.
“Damn it, attack together, kill him!” Another person from the group shouted angrily, leading the others to attack Sol Stuart simultaneously.
“You overestimate yourselves!” Sol Stuart’s eyes narrowed, as he raised his hand to confront them.
None of these people had a cultivation level higher than the sixth-rank Saint realm. Under Sol Stuart’s attack, they all fell within less than two minutes.
Just as Sol Stuart thought the battle was over, a violent gust of wind swept towards him like a hurricane.
“Mr Stuart, be careful!” White Tiger shouted loudly.
“Huh?” Sol Stuart’s pupils shrank, and he immediately exerted his full strength to meet the attack.
Bang!
With a loud bang, Sol Stuart was seen being pushed back a hundred meters, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
“Who are you?” Sol Stuart stabilized himself and gazed at the darkness to his left, speaking in a deep voice.
He could sense that the approaching person was half a level above him, possessing the strength of a ninth-rank Saint.
“A group of meddlers, go to hell!” A voice of an old man sounded.
As the voice fell, another overwhelming gust of palm strike containing immense power struck towards Sol Stuart.
“Arrogant!”
At that moment, Casey’s voice came from the entrance of the bar.
Following that, he directly wielded the Celestial Blade and unleashed the Domineering Blade Art, sending a thunderous curtain of blades towards the opponent’s attack.
Boom!
The collision of their attacks caused a powerful shock wave, causing surrounding buildings including the bar to collapse.
The people inside the three collapsed buildings were injured to varying degrees, but as martial artists, they all managed to survive despite the injuries.
Thud!
After a move, Casey and the old man stumbled back thirty steps each.
Since the opponent had not expected Casey to intervene, he did not use his full strength, resulting in a stalemate between them.
Just as the opponent stabilized his figure, Sol Stuart’s attack had struck him head-on.
The old man, hastily on the defensive, was sent flying two to three hundred meters by Sol Stuart’s palm strike, leaving him in a state of disarray.
“Damn it! You injured me, both of you will die!” Enraged, the old man hesitated for a moment before using his full strength to attack Casey and Sol Stuart.
However, he had run out of chances!
“Ignorant fools!” Billy’s voice echoed behind him.
As the voice sounded, a blood-red sword aura struck like lightning.
Sensing the aura of death, the old man intended to dodge, but with his strength, it was futile.
After the sword aura passed, his head soared into the sky, blood gushing.
Up until the moment of death, he had not understood who had killed him.
“Mr Stuart, are you alright?” Billy then turned to Sol Stuart and asked.
“Thank you for your concern, I’m fine!” Sol Stuart shook his head in response.
“Boss, he’s dying!” At this moment, Stout pointed to the man on the ground and shouted.
“Let me see!” Billy quickly approached Stout, then placed his hand on the man’s chest and infused a powerful surge of true energy into him.
“Who… who are you people…” The man struggled to speak, blood continuously flowing from his mouth.
He was critically injured by the earlier woman, on the brink of death. If it weren’t for Stout’s intervention, he would have already perished.
“The people from the Sacred Blood Sect want to kill Ghosthand Fisher. Where is he now?” Billy asked in a deep voice.
“He’s… he’s at the… Angel’s… Eye…” The man said before his pupils dilated rapidly, and with a kick of his legs, he ceased to breathe.
“Mr Stuart, do you know where the Angel’s Eye is?” Billy withdrew his hand and asked Sol Stuart.