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"It's okay... Sir... this..." Qing Su looked at the envoy who had run out of energy.

"Where does this person come from?"

With her skills as a fourth-level master of body cultivation, she could not withstand even two moves in front of the opponent.

One can imagine how strong this person is.

At least level six or above.

You must know that even if she is at the fifth level, she cannot lose so quickly.

After all, she mainly cultivates body skills, and her fourth-level body skills are about the same speed as many sixth-level ones who don't cultivate body skills.

But that person just now...

To defeat her so quickly.

This means that the other party either majors in kung fu and is a higher kung fu master than her.

Or he is a high-level expert far beyond her level!

"Don't worry about his origins. Since he dares to find out my background, it means that someone has already doubted me."

Zhang Rongfang said calmly.

"Since you have doubts, let's go and find out today."

"If the water is deep, step back and come back."

"If the water is shallow..."

His eyes suddenly became profound.

"Then let them understand that my things are not so easy to get..."

Swish.

Qingsu's eyes flashed, but she was shocked to find that the figure had disappeared.

She hurriedly chased him a few steps, but could only use the moonlight to see a vague figure gradually disappearing at the end of the street in the distance.

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Zhao Tianming ran all the way, ignoring the situation of the messenger behind him. He was not sure whether the messenger could stop Bai Ying.

But the box in his hand is definitely the key to whether he can achieve success this time.

He analyzed Bai Ying's identity from various clues.

Deciding that Bai Ying was most likely related to Zhang Ying, he sneaked into Zhang Ying's home.

As a result, as soon as he found a suspicious box and was about to unlock it, he was approached by Qing Su.

This only made him more convinced that he had found the right person.

He immediately took the box and ran away.

Surrounding an area of ​​darkly lit bungalows, he walked around and went into the alleyways to hide his figure.

Zhao Tianming suddenly paused and stopped in place.

At the exit of the alleyway in front of him, a burly figure slowly walked out from the wall.

It was Zhang Rongfang who came through a detour.

He has been working as an errand around here for so long, and he has become very familiar with the people around him.

In addition, now that he has broken through the ninth level, his five senses are sharp.

Simply block the opponent's route in advance.

"Hand over your things. I will spare your life." Zhang Rongfang said coldly, his body almost blocking the entire entrance of the alleyway.

Zhao Tianming took two steps back, his eyes under the mask suddenly narrowed, and he looked behind Zhang Rongfang.

"Help me stop him!" he growled, speeding back.

"Think I'll be fooled?"

Zhang Rongfang moved forward to catch up.

Suddenly I felt a sharp wind coming from behind me.

He grabbed it with his backhand.

Boom!!

The claws of his hands tightly grasped the scimitar stabbing behind him.

In an instant, two figures, one on the left and one on the right, were slashing at him from behind with knives.

One after another, Zhang Rongfang either pointed at or avoided the sword rays, and resolved them one after another.

"Who!?" He moved quickly with both hands, constantly resisting the two people's swords.

The sword skills of these two people were continuous, wave after wave, like rapid waves, so turbulent that it was difficult to breathe.

And the style is vaguely familiar to Zhang Rongfang.

Suddenly his mind flashed.

"Black Cross Sect!?"

"Holy Fire!" Suddenly one person's sword flashed away.

Buzz!!

In an instant, the sword's light rose sharply, like a silver curtain, cutting down from top to bottom.

What's strange is that when the sword light fell into Zhang Rongfang's mid-air, it even spattered sparks.

Zhang Rongfang retreated, grabbed the wall with one hand, pulled out a piece of gravel and threw it forward.

Large pieces of gravel were chopped open by the light of the sword, but some of it penetrated, forcing the man to pursue him.

The moment he was struck with a sword.

Zhang Rongfang's figure rushed forward like a ghost, passing by him. He turned around and rushed towards the other person.

"Step back."

He spread his arms out like a big bird, and the muscles all over his body squirmed and bulged.

“Heavy Mountain!!!”

Boom!

The man was knocked away by a huge force as if struck by lightning. He slid on the ground for more than one meter before stopping.

He held the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, but his arms couldn't help shaking. It was obvious that the blow just now made his hands almost useless.

He looked up suddenly, only to find that there was no one in front of him.

"Who are you looking for?"

Suddenly, a ghostly figure appeared behind him.

Boom!

He raised the knife to kill, but his wrist was held by his backhand.

"Holy Wind!!" The limit-breaking skill exploded rapidly.

But unfortunately it's too late.

Poof.

A hand pinched his throat from behind.

"Let him go! Otherwise, you will die tonight!!"

At this time the other end of the alleyway.

A thin figure wearing a black silver-edged cloak came quickly.

Behind the figure, groups of Scimitar Cultists from the Black Ten Sect, led by a famous master, came back towards Zhang Rongfang.

Under the cloak of the thin figure, a small purple-black snake slowly emerged.

The little snake crawled slowly along his shoulder, wrapping around him.

"Snake King?" Zhang Rongfang stared at this person.

"Golden Wing Tower?" The Snake King raised his face, and his reddish eyes looked as strangely scarlet as a snake's letter.

"When did a little white eagle dare to be so bold in front of me?"
Chapter completed!