C126 (1/2)

I was very familiar with this voice. It was that hawk-nosed Good Keng's voice. He had finally caught up to me.

After hearing his voice, there was naturally fear in my heart. However, the sword in my hand didn't dare to stop for even a second as I fiercely continued to attack those black-clothed people.

They showed mercy at every turn, and my moves were fierce and completely desperate. After a few rounds, one person was killed by my sword, and at least three or four people were injured by me. I don't care, but kill me if you have the guts.

Just as I was fighting with the group of men in black, suddenly, a strong gust of wind came from behind me. A strong wave of wind came surging over from behind me, causing my chest to sink.

I immediately turned my head to look, but it wasn't that hawk-nosed man, but a strange man in a black robe who had his head wrapped up. I couldn't see his face clearly, I seemed to have entered it somewhere before, upon careful thought, I remembered that the day I was soaked in the pool of blood, this man in black robes appeared together with a group of black-robed men. They were jumping around, as if they were casting some kind of spell, so it was obvious that this guy in black robes wasn't an ordinary person.

At this moment, with empty hands, this bizarre black robe brandishes both of its palms towards my chest. The Sect Leader, who was brought about by it, presses down on me as though he was trying to topple a mountain.

I do not care about whether he is an expert or not, if he wants to fight with me, if he does not bring me then don't blame me for being impolite, I would just take out my wooden sword and wield it and thrust it towards the chest of that weird black robed man. That weird black robed man suddenly changed the style of his palm and extended two fingers to catch my wooden sword, while his other hand continued to strike towards my chest.

My reaction was timely, as I had also brandished my palm to clash with him. To think that I was too careless, the strange black robed man in front of me was able to easily grab onto my wooden sword, which showed how profound his cultivation was, and even foolishly fought against his palm power. When our palms collided, I couldn't tell what kind of feeling I had, but it felt like my entire body had been struck by lightning.

What a terrifying cultivation!

When I realized this, it was already too late. I fiercely smashed into the ground, but I didn't feel any pain, just numbness. The palm seemed to have ignited all of the blood in my body, igniting it together.

His head was buzzing, the sky was spinning, and he felt like he was going to die soon.

Right at this moment, along with a series of ”hualala” sounds, five to six large machetes were placed around my neck, and a man in black clothing came up and grabbed my collar, pulling me up from the ground. He seemed to be unable to vent his anger and even smacked me twice in the face.

I didn't feel any pain from those two slaps. My body was still numb. My god, isn't there a high voltage on that man's body? One palm was enough to cripple me …