My Waste Husband novel Chapter 1363

Henry looked at Verrall standing before of him and knew that this had to come to an end. With Verrall's in that state, he would definitely be intending to drag Henry down together to his death.

Henry got into a fighting stance and looked at Verrall.

Since Qi could not be used there, Henry no longer feared Verrall in the slightest. If it were close combat alone, Henry was absolutely confident that he could win.

Verrall held a sword in his arm, its tip pointed to the ground in a slanting angle.

Henry stepped back slightly. His left hand took a form of the tiger fist, and his right hand took a form of the crane fist. Henry took the form of a combination of the tiger and crane fist.

Suddenly, the sword in Verrall's hand slashed at Henry. The reflection from the sword glowed coldly in the dark pit as it went straight for Henry, aiming to kill him with just a sweep of the sword.

To anyone else, Verrall's skill with the sword was sharp and accurate. There was no way for anyone to avoid it. Every move of his was killer moves.

However for Henry, his skills in close combat could be considered to be better than Silas. Although Verrall's swordsmanship was incredible, it was not very much of a threat to Henry.

On the contrary, although Henry had no weapons in his hands, the tiger and crane fist of his attacked as if they were alive, forcing Verrall to be only capable of defence.

They had exchanged more than 10 blows in just a blink of an eye. Meanwhile, people had already broken through the defences of the Puppet Fighters and made their way to the stone column where the inheritance remained.

Within the vast endlessness of the Loulan Desert.

Celestino and Ranulfo stared into the endless desert.

"I received news that Henry is still alive and has appeared in the ancestral grounds," Celestino said.

"Heh." Ranulfo chuckled. "It seems that Lord Heretic God has already succeeded. Next, we just have to count on Henry to send the Heretic God back to the Core. Henry really is a lucky guy, or rather, his wife is super lucky to have been chosen as a disciple by some big shot of the Core."

Celestino shrugged and said, "It's also thanks to their good fortune that we have been provided with a passage to the Core. Do you think that old guy, Dougal, is already dead?"

"Can't be too sure about that." Ranulfo shook his head. "Although the ancient battlefield of the Core is a terrifying place, Dougal is an unpredictable man. Besides, Gervais and Silas had gone together too, Gervais' capabilities are nothing out of the ordinary, but Silas is unexpectedly extremely powerful. We are not expecting them to die in battle, all we need is just for them to be trapped there for a while."

Celestino's eyes were filled with hatred. "Dougal had better not die so soon. I still wish to skin him and slice off his tendons!"

"Well then, let's put your personal grudges aside for now. Dougal's bloodline power is still a mystery. No one knows how powerful the bloodline he possesses is. Before you master your own bloodline power completely, you are not his match. The most important issue stands before us, now that Henry has been baited, let's just wait for the moment he gets in contact with the inheritance, then we shall change the world completely!"

Ranulfo's tone was calm as he spoke. However, his eyes were filled with madness.

Back in the pit, Henry and Verrall had exchanged more than a hundred moves. Verrall, who had long been exhausted, gasped heavily, the sword in his hand trembled slightly.

Verrall's expression darkened the more he realised that it was impossible for him to kill Henry in the state he was in.

Verrall inhaled deeply. He was already at the end of his rope, but he was still very intent on stabbing Henry even to his final breath.