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Chapter 185: Black Tiger Hill (Part )

It only took Duan Rong a few breaths to kill Li Yiying.

But after this period of time, most of the guards were injured, and two were hacked to death, lying in a pool of blood...

After Duan Rong killed Li Yiying, he flashed, and plum blossoms bloomed in his hands, and cold blades of plum blossoms and willow leaves shot out silently...

Those bandits were not as sharp-minded as Li Yiying, and the willow-leaf cold blades hit their eyebrows or throats, both of which were vital points...

Soon, the black shadows fell one after another, and Duan Rong moved through the crowd like a ghost. Wherever he passed, he took away the bandits one by one like the god of death reaping the harvest.

At this time, the remaining Black Tiger Village bandits finally realized that Li Yiying was dead, and the ghostly figure flashed by, and their companions fell one by one.

"Get out!"

Someone shouted, and the remaining Black Tiger Village bandits suddenly scattered and fled into the wild woods on both sides of the official road!
Duan Rong flashed and sent three more bandits away on the roadside, then he leaped into the wild forest!
When Duan Rong first joined the battle group, he had already released his spiritual consciousness.

His spiritual consciousness was released outward, covering the wild forest. Coupled with the Cloud Snake Step and the Plum Blossom Willow Leaf Knife, the three became one. At this moment in this wild forest, Duan Rong was the god of death who was taking lives!
The bandits from the Black Tiger Camp fled in all directions, exerting all their internal energy and leaping wildly!
However, they were still stabbed in the throat, the back of the head, or the center of the eyebrows by the cold willow blades...

Short screams echoed throughout the dark forest.

The scattered screams could be heard by Ximen Yong, who was standing on the official road, covering the wound on his right shoulder and looking at the dark forest. He felt goosebumps all over his body!

A bandit from the Black Tiger Camp leaped up, but was silently stabbed in the back of the head by a willow-leaf cold blade in mid-air, and fell to the ground dead!

The man next to him saw his companion die tragically and immediately dared not move. He hid behind a tree, holding his breath, his legs trembling!
But the next moment, a willow leaf cold blade pierced through the tree trunk with a bang and pierced into his throat!
How can you avoid the death? This was the thought that flashed through the mind of the Black Tiger Village bandit before he died. He knew that all his companions would die in the wild forest.

Because, the one hunting them is definitely not a human! It is the real god of death!
Duan Rong released his spiritual sense, and the remaining Black Tiger Village bandits had nowhere to hide!

Killing these people was effortless for him, it was pure harvest!

Soon, under his spiritual sense, there were only more than ten corpses in the wild forest, and no living people!

Duan Rong glanced coldly at Wang Zhaoxuan, who was lying unconscious at his feet. He then held him under his armpit, rushed out of the wild forest, and came to the official road again.

More than half of the Ximen family's guards were killed, and the few who survived were also seriously injured. Ximen Yong himself was stabbed in the right shoulder, and blood soaked his shoulder.

Just now, in the chaos of the battle, when Duan Rong was killing Li Yiying, seeing that the guards around him could not resist, Ximen Yong also joined the battle. Although he was injured, he saved a seriously injured guard.

Duan Rong threw Wang Zhaoxuan, who had been knocked unconscious by him under the armpit, in front of Ximen Yong.

Ximen Yong's eyes moved and he glanced at Wang Zhaoxuan, only to see that Wang Zhaoxuan had fainted. There was a bloody hole on his right ankle, and blood was oozing out.

Duan Rong said hoarsely, "I have destroyed this man's Dantian. Let's investigate carefully! This man should know who leaked the information to them."

"Brave man..." Ximen Yong wanted to say something, but Duan Rong had already flashed and went to the back of the overturned carriage, where Yuan Shouzhi and Huang Gaozu were still fighting.

Although the two were still fighting, the offensive and defensive momentum was different.

At first, it was Huang Gaozu who pestered Yuan Shouzhi and prevented him from joining the battle to protect Ximen Yong. But now it was Yuan Shouzhi who pestered Huang Gaozu and prevented him from leaving. The bandits in the Black Tiger Village had been completely wiped out, and Huang Gaozu was crying out in pain.

He also heard the screams that were heard in the wild woods just now. It was simply like ghosts demanding their lives. It was unbelievable!
There was actually such a master lurking in the Ximen family, and Li Yiying even set his sights on Ximen Yong. He really didn't know how to live or die. What was hateful was that he was soft-hearted, greedy for small profits, and got involved in this dispute. If he wasn't careful, he would die on Heihugang.

Although he had good lightness skills and his swordsmanship was erratic, Yuan Shouzhi's dragon-elephant swordsmanship was powerful, and his body moved in all directions, intercepting his empty space everywhere. He had no way of escaping.

Duan Rong knew the difference in the battle between the two with just a glance of his spiritual sense. Yuan Shouzhi's internal energy was surging in his meridians, flowing rapidly in layers; while Huang Gaozu's internal energy was sluggish, pausing from time to time, which meant that his moves were suppressed and cut off by Yuan Shouzhi, and he had to change his moves from time to time to defend himself.

Ximen Yong and the guards were already injured, and the best of their cultivation was only the second level of the Inner Breath Realm.

There was a fight between two masters at the great perfection stage, and they couldn't intervene at all.

Duan Rong felt that even if he did not take action, Yuan Shouzhi would be able to defeat Huang Gaozu!

Life-and-death battles between masters at the great perfection realm were rare, so he just happened to be watching and gaining insights.

Duan Rong released his consciousness to cover the area, not wanting to miss any details. Suddenly, Duan Rong's face changed and he shouted, "Be careful!"

The next moment, Huang Gaozu shook his sleeves, and a cloud of black mist spread out in front of Yuan Shouzhi at the upwind direction.

"Poison powder!" Yuan Shouzhi immediately held his breath and retreated, while Huang Gaozu took the opportunity to flash and tried to jump into the wild forest beside the official road.

Huang Gaozu was very good at martial arts. Once he broke away from Yuan Shouzhi's entanglement and fled into the wild forest, it was almost like escaping death.

But just as he moved, Duan Rong's plum blossom scimitar shot towards him like a maggot on the tarsal bone!

Duan Rong's consciousness was released, Huang Gaozu's left hand was retracted into his sleeve, and when he broke the poison powder bag, Duan Rong had already noticed it, and then he spoke to remind Yuan Shouzhi. Moreover, when Huang Gaozu moved, a plum blossom afterimage bloomed beside Duan Rong's hand, and a scimitar was shot out silently almost at the same time.

Huang Gaozu was already a master at the great perfection level, and had excellent lightness skills. Duan Rong's plum blossom willow leaf knife naturally could not hurt him, but it slowed down and hindered his speed.

Moreover, Duan Rong's figure was erratic, and three afterimages of plum blossoms appeared one after another at his hands. Three plum blossom willow leaf knives shot towards Huang Gaozu's vital points from different directions.

Huang Gaozu paused, and Yuan Shouzhi attacked and entangled him again.

Once Duan Rong made a move, he joined the battle. The afterimage of the plum blossom at his hand bloomed occasionally. His timing was so precise that even Yuan Shouzhi was amazed!

With Duan Rong's raid, Huang Gaozu was soon overwhelmed and was stabbed in the shoulder and thigh by Yuan Shouzhi, and then shot in the forearm by Duan Rong's plum blossom scimitar.

Huang Gaozu was losing his strength and his eyes were filled with fear. Yuan Shouzhi suddenly swung his knife in a flash and cut open the aorta on the side of his neck. Blood gushed out. Huang Gaozu's body froze and Yuan Shouzhi knocked his sword away with a knife. The tip of the knife then pierced into Huang Gaozu's chest.

The long sword flipped repeatedly in the air and landed at Duan Rong's feet.

Huang Gaozu was covered in blood. He stared at Yuan Shouzhi, as if he wanted to remember the last appearance of the man who killed him. However, he had lost too much blood and his vision was black...

(End of this chapter)