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1Hei Zhua had comprehended the true meaning of speed, and his body moved as fast as a ghost, transforming into many afterimage s. The sharp claw in his hand was an existence that wanted to steal his life.

"Soul Chaser Life Claw."

The sharp claws shot out, and the sound of wailing ghosts and howling wolves rang out. The ghosts formed from spirit energy roared, baring their sinister sharp teeth and attacking the One-eyed Old Liu.

Although One-eyed Old Liu was blind in one eye, he was not slow in reacting. The blade in his hand whizzed out and the blade light flew down like a waterfall, striking towards Hei Zhua's Phantom Demon.

What a fast speed.

True Meaning of Saber Technique ? Speed.

Ning Wufeng's face changed, the light released by One-eyed Old Liu's blade obviously became more ruthless. The glint of the blade grew increasingly stronger, and in the end, not even the afterimage could be seen. All that could be seen was a series of white lights.

Hei Zhua was forced to retreat by the One-eyed Old Liu. Amidst the extremely quick saber light, he did not even have a chance to retaliate.

Ning Wufeng immediately released his consciousness, and only then did he manage to catch the traces of the blade light.

With the help of the Intent Force, the aura of the One-eyed Old Liu rose rapidly.

"Hehe, Old Ninth, I didn't think that your strength had not improved at all. Wandering Dragon Gang is already no longer viable, why don't you join my side? "If we brothers work together, we will still be able to create a new world." One-eyed Old Liu snickered.

"Ungrateful and ungrateful, you still want to ensnare me in injustice!" Hei Zhua let out a mournful roar, his speed suddenly increasing, his sharp claws frantically attacking at One-eyed Old Liu's blade of light.

The black light surged, as it fought against the bladelight. Fire flared up in all directions. While wailing and wailing, the afterimage did not stop. An ancient tree crashed down with a loud bang from Hei Zhua's palm, smashing right at One-eyed Old Liu.

"Wind Splitting Saber Technique!"

The blade technique in One-eyed Old Liu's hands suddenly became extremely sharp, sweeping out a green light. With the support of his Intent Force, that green light instantly turned into a tornado and whizzed out.

Bang! With a loud sound, it hit Hei Zhua's chest. Hei Zhua was flipped over and crashed onto the ground, sliding for dozens of meters.

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Uncle Zhua!" Zhao Wuqing shouted in panic as he let out a furious roar. The white silver spear in his hands let out a long hiss, and rushed towards One-eyed Old Liu like a swimming dragon.

"Heh heh." One-eyed Old Liu laughed mischievously, and said: "Good nephew, let Uncle Liu see how much you have improved in these past few years."

The Windstorm Saber Technique in his hand whizzed out. Its momentum was extremely sharp and there was no mercy in it at all.

"Young Sect Master, be careful." Hei Zhua panicked. However, at this time, Zhao Wuqing was already fighting with the One-eyed Old Liu.

Zhao Wuqing's white silver spear surged out, like a swimming dragon, it danced out with its body, and waves after waves of roars came from within the spear light.

"Please give me your guidance, Sixth Uncle." Zhao Wuqing's face darkened, his spear technique also became extremely sharp, suddenly thrusting out with a burst of energy, the energy waves surging outwards.

The light on the blade of the One-eyed Old Liu seemed like it was made of silk as he sneered, "Nephew's attack is still like this, without the slightest bit of lethality."

Just as he finished speaking, the blade edge suddenly became sharp, and slashed at Zhao Wuqing's white silver spear, the blade edge sliding along the spear hilt towards Zhao Wuqing.

With a bang, the bladelight surged and directly slashed at Zhao Wuqing's chest. A scarlet wound immediately appeared.

But Zhao Wuqing was a ruthless person, being cut by a blade, he only had a wound. The spear light returned, and similarly cut One-eyed Old Liu's arm. White bones could be seen from the wound.

Bang, One-eyed Old Liu sent Zhao Wuqing flying with a palm strike.

"Young Sect Master!" Hei Zhua's pupils shrank as he let out a loud shout. Zhao Wuqing was someone that he had led personally, but he never thought that One-eyed Old Liu would ignore the feelings of his uncle and nephew, and heavily injure him until now.

One-eyed Old Liu looked down at his wound and licked his lips. He shook his head and said, "I didn't expect nephew to have improved so much."

However, as he spoke, his eyes became sharper. The stronger Zhao Wuqing was, the more of a threat he would posed to him. Today, he had to make them stay here!

Phew...

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept over, Ning Wufeng looked at Hei Zhua in surprise. He didn't expect that he would have comprehended the second level of the True Meaning of Speed at this moment.

"Swish ?"

Hei Zhua was completely focused on Zhao Wuqing's safety. Seeing that he was injured, he actually broke through in a moment of desperation.

A black shadow swept out, turned into a black gust of wind, and locked onto One-eyed Old Liu's throat with its sharp claws. The One-eyed Old Liu reacted quickly as well. He turned his body and dodged all the fatal spots. However, his arm had been grabbed by Hei Zhua again, almost to the point of having one of his arms crippled.

"Today, this old man will kill you all!" One-eyed Old Liu's eyes suddenly became sharp, the true intent of his blade had risen to the second level.

Ning Wufeng's pupils shrank, he did not expect that before this, One-eyed Old Liu had always been reserving his strength. Now that they had revealed their full strength, Zhao Wuqing and Hei Zhua would definitely lose.

The light from the blade suddenly turned into a waterfall, pouring down like a river from the heavens. With the slash of the blade, the bladelight turned into millions. With a roar, he erupted out of the blade light and pounced towards Hei Zhua.

Hei Zhua turned into a gust of wind and flew away. But it was obvious that One-eyed Old Liu had already stepped into the second stage of the true intent of the blade a long time ago, and his blade skills were extremely skilled. Presumably, Hei Zhua who had just stepped into the True Meaning of Speed was slightly stronger.

The blade edge tore apart the corner of Hei Zhua's clothes, leaving a bloody wound on his body. Bang! Hei Zhua crashed into a tree and tumbled down.

One-eyed Old Liu laughed sinisterly, the blade tip released a 3 metre long Qi, swept out horizontally, the blade tip slashed down.

Hei Zhua's pupils shrank, and he suddenly slapped the ground. Just as he was about to leave the ground, a huge crater appeared where he had been lying down, and dust flew into the air.

"Sixth Brother, since you're so merciless, don't blame me for not showing brotherly affection!" Hei Zhua let out a mournful roar, flipped his hand and took out a small black bell from his bosom.

With a clang, the black bell shook and a mysterious force spread out. Although Ning Wufeng was not the target to bear the brunt of the onslaught, he felt his own spirit energy become sluggish.

"False Spirit Soldier, I never thought that boss would actually leave this thing for you!" When One-eyed Old Liu saw this black bell, he let out a furious roar.

This black bell was stolen from the ancient tomb by the brothers.

The fake Spirit Soldier had his own spirit energy, but it was a one-time use item.

Ning Wufeng who was watching from the sidelines felt his spirit energy becoming sluggish. If he suddenly used this in battle, then this point of spirit energy sluggishness was enough to take the life of his opponent!

One-eyed Old Liu who bore the brunt of the impact was even more so, he threw the blade in his hand and plopped to his knees, tears welling up all over his body for a moment.

"Boss Zhao, I never thought that the Sixth Brother would end up dying because of this fake Spirit Soldier that I stole!" Muddy tears flowed out of One-eyed Old Liu's single eye, her expression extremely pitiful.

Hei Zhua's heart trembled. The nine brothers had traveled the world together, but in the end, they had ended up like this. He had always been loyal, and seeing One-eyed Old Liu like that, he could not help but feel annoyed.

"Sixth Brother, I'll ask you this once, I'll give you another chance. Are you willing to assist Young Sect Master with me?" Hei Zhua asked in a trembling voice. After being brothers for dozens of years, how could they forget about brotherhood so easily?

"I'm already old, I can't take it anymore." One-eyed Old Liu held her head in pain, her expression was distorted, "Furthermore, I am a bastard, I am sorry, Boss Zhao!"

He suddenly picked up the saber from the ground and stabbed himself with it. With a "pfft", the sword light entered his body and the blood light splashed out.

"Sixth Brother!" Hei Zhua screamed, and anxiously rushed forward, the black bell in his hand trembled, and immediately knocked away the blade in One-eyed Old Liu's hand.

After all, he still remembered the friendship between brothers, and immediately unsheathed the blade in the One-eyed Old Liu's hand.

However, unexpectedly, One-eyed Old Liu grabbed the black bell in Hei Zhua's hand, the blade in his right hand suddenly turned, and a blade light shot out, straight towards Hei Zhua's chest.

Hei Zhua's face changed. Everything happened in a split-second. He was completely unprepared.

A blood light shot out and Hei Zhua's entire person flew out, even the black bell in his hand was snatched away by the One-eyed Old Liu.

"Haha." Ol'ninth, I didn't expect you to still be so naive. " One-eyed Old Liu laughed at the sky. Holding the black bell, he looked extremely arrogant.

Hei Zhua looked at One-eyed Old Liu in disbelief, then lowered his head and saw the hole in his chest. With a miserable scream, he fell to the ground and died.

"Uncle Zhua!" Zhao Wuqing cried out in pain, he knelt down in front of Hei Zhua's corpse and hugged him, tears flowing down his face.

Ning Wufeng could not help but be moved.

"Haha, nephew, this is the way of the world. Don't blame your sixth uncle for being ruthless. If you're not dead today, then I'm here!" The One-eyed Old Liu laughed.

One-eyed Old Liu watched as Hei Zhua died miserably, without a hint of grief or pity on his face. Instead, he laughed unrestrainedly.

"You killed Uncle Zhua!" Zhao Wuqing fiercely looked at One-eyed Old Liu, and hysterically roared, his entire body's imposing manner fiercely surging.

"Uncle Zhua remembered his brotherly affection and let you live, but you killed him!"

One-eyed Nine snorted disapprovingly and said, "Brotherhood? Hmph, to hell with brotherly feelings. This is the result of thinking about brotherhood! "

He pointed at Hei Zhua and roared.

"Haha, the victor is the king and the loser is the thief. Losing is nothing!" The One-eyed Old Liu smiled sinisterly, "However, don't worry, you will be accompanying him very soon."

He laughed out loud. Very soon, he would accept all the remaining forces in Wandering Dragon Gang, and at that time, he would annex the other seven to restore the momentum of the number one gang in Jiangning Prefecture.

"Ha ha!"

He laughed maniacally. Hadn't he been stationed in the Midland for so many years just to wait for this day?

Boom ?

A gust of strong wind suddenly swept up, blowing a sharp wind that made everyone's faces look as if they had been slashed by knives. Ning Wufeng's gaze landed on Zhao Wuqing.

He never thought that at this time, Zhao Wuqing would actually have a breakthrough. He had become a cultivator of Acupoint Opening Stage.

One-eyed Old Liu's expression suddenly sank as well, falling on Zhao Wuqing's body. His expression changed yet again as he said in a deep voice, "He actually broke through!"

"I want you dead!" Zhao Wuqing's eyes turned red as he looked at One-eyed Old Liu and roared word by word.

His aura rose bit by bit.

The One-eyed Old Liu scoffed and said: "Cultivators who have just stepped into the Acupoint Opening Stage want to become enemies with this old man, foolish dreams!"

While speaking, Zhao Wuqing's white silver spear had already shot out.

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