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"Brother Liu... Old Ma is about to run away," Zhang Chulan reminded Zhou Fengliu.

“I can see…” Zhou Fengliu replied.

He couldn't let Ma Xianhong escape, at least not before he completed his mission...

In an instant, Zhou Fengliu began to circulate his Qi, and a crystal-clear Qi sword solidified in the palm of his left hand in the blink of an eye.

"Come on, Old Ma."

As he swung his sword downwards, the skill "100% chance of catching a blade barehanded" was activated.

He didn't care whether Ma Xianhong, who had disappeared from his sight, was within the range of the skill "100% chance of being caught bare-handed by a blade".

After all, he still hasn't figured out the range of the skill "100% chance of catching a blade barehanded," but it's enough for him... aside from some randomness, he's never missed.

Once the sword is drawn, someone will surely come to intercept it... If it's not Ma Xianhong, then it will definitely be someone else.

...

Meanwhile, the temporary workers who had already chased after Ma Xianhong, along with Xia Liuqing and others, were locked in a fierce battle with him.

Even with some of the magical artifacts destroyed, Ma Xianhong is still a force to be reckoned with. It would be difficult for even so many experts to capture him.

"Village Chief Ma! Surrender now! We've laid a trap for Biyou Village. You won't be escaping tonight."

As soon as Qiu'er finished speaking, Ma Xianhong, who they had been staring at, vanished without a trace.

"?"

"What about people?"

"How could Ma Xianhong have vanished into thin air?!"

"What kind of magical artifact is this?"

Everyone looked around but couldn't find Ma Xianhong, which startled them, and they exclaimed that something was wrong.

How do we catch them?

Just as the temporary workers were trying to find out where Ma Xianhong had gone, Ma Xianhong, the person in question, stood in front of Zhou Fengliu in front of the cultivation furnace room, looking completely bewildered.

At this moment, Ma Xianhong caught the Qi Sword with both hands and glanced around blankly.

what's the situation?

How did I end up back here again?

Ma Xianhong, who had run for several dozen meters, had a big question mark on his small head.

"?"

Seeing Ma Xianhong appear out of nowhere under Zhou Fengliu's sword, Zhang Chulan, who was not far away, raised an eyebrow and then looked at Zhou Fengliu.

Having witnessed Zhou Fengliu use this strange method several times, Zhang Chulan was now somewhat unsurprised.

"Old Ma, don't be in such a hurry to leave. I'm your invited guest, and I haven't even left yet. You, the village chief and host, are leaving first... Is that alright?"

Zhou Fengliu said to Ma Xianhong with a kind expression.

Ma Xianhong frowned upon hearing the sound.

Although that's the logic... after all this, he couldn't wait for Zhou Fengliu, this so-called guest, to get lost.

“Then get out! Take your people and get out of my village!” Ma Xianhong replied.

"No way, Lao Ma... I haven't had enough fun in the village yet, how can I bear to leave this beautiful place with its mountains, rivers, and forests..."

Listening to Zhou Fengliu's words, Ma Xianhong realized what it meant to "invite a god but send him away." His biggest regret now was inviting Zhou Fengliu, this plague god, to his Biyou Village.

"This is inhuman!"

Ma Xianhong's heart, which had finally calmed down, was stirred up again by Zhou Fengliu's few words. He quickly launched a sneak attack on Zhou Fengliu, but unfortunately, it failed.

Faced with Ma Xianhong's sneak attack, Zhou Fengliu sighed:

"Old Ma, I know you're angry, but you should at least have some class. Such a sneak attack is unbecoming of someone who is the head of a village and the leader of a religion..."

As he spoke, he opened his left hand and immediately gave Ma Xianhong a hard thrust.

Although Lao Ma tried to dodge, he was not as fast as Zhou Fengliu's attack.

In the blink of an eye, with this one strike, Old Ma was sent flying more than ten meters away with a "thud," rolling several times on the ground before finally coming to a stop.

This power, this speed, this feeling...

Zhou Fengliu truly lives up to his reputation as the "God of Fighting" among outsiders.

After being confronted by Zhou Fengliu, Ma Xianhong stood up and shook his head, which was slightly concussed.

As far as the eye could see, he was radiating golden light, and this golden light covering him was the effect of the protective magic artifact he wore around his neck—the Three Treasures Pearl.

These three precious beads can be said to be his most powerful protective magic artifacts at this stage. Not only can they protect themselves, but they can also repair themselves after being attacked.

However, this self-repairing magic weapon can only repair three times in a short period of time.

Fortunately, we have the defense of the Three Treasures Orbs... so it's not a big problem.

Ma Xianhong glanced at Zhou Fengliu, while Zhou Fengliu was also looking at the three precious beads shining on his chest.

The two looked at each other.

Zhou Fengliu wasn't too surprised that Ma Xianhong was unharmed after being forced to fight him.

After all, he hadn't used much force just now; he was merely testing the waters to see how well the three precious beads defended.

Seeing that Lao Ma could still stand up, he was relieved and didn't need to hold back.

...

P.S.: I pray for everything, everything. Goodnight and sweet dreams, godfathers.

Chapter 184 Ma Xianhong: Aren't you bullying an honest person?! (First Update)

Meanwhile, Feng Baobao and the other temporary workers received a communication from Zhang Chulan and learned that Ma Xianhong had not escaped. They then returned to the open space in the cultivation furnace room.

Upon seeing Ma Xianhong on the open ground, even the most knowledgeable people were utterly dumbfounded by his instantaneous movement.

"Is Ma Xianhong... playing us for fools?" Xiao Zizai stroked his chin and said in a very unfriendly tone.

After being outmaneuvered by Ma Xianhong, he felt very angry and needed someone to cool him down.

"If he can teleport, why did he turn back?"

"Could it be that his target is Commander Zhou?"

Listening to Lao Meng's analysis from Northwest China, Hei Guan sneered:

"If Ma Xianhong is really after Zhou Fengliu, then he's absolutely insane..."

Before the clarinet could finish speaking, they saw Ma Xianhong turn around and run away.

"What exactly is Ma Xianhong trying to do?!"

Ma Xianhong was about to run away again, and everyone was puzzled by his intentions.

what is this?

Repeatedly jumping around?

Just to play with them?

Or should we do the opposite, thinking that since they've all gone after people, no one will be here in the cultivation furnace room?

...

The group was confused about Ma Xianhong's intentions, and before they could even give chase, they witnessed a scene that made their jaws drop.

Before they could walk more than a few steps, Ma Xianhong disappeared from their sight, as if he had entered some other dimension.

"Another teleportation?"

"What about people?"

The group scanned their surroundings and finally spotted Ma Xianhong's figure under Zhou Fengliu's sword.

Seeing Ma Xianhong make a gesture to catch Zhou Fengliu's sword, Qiu'er's brow twitched, realizing that this instantaneous movement wasn't Ma Xianhong's doing, but rather the work of Commander Zhou...

What kind of technique is this?

That's a bit interesting.

...

"..."

Ma Xianhong, who was forcibly sent back once again not far away, immediately realized that his ability to travel through the air was a trick played by Zhou Fengliu.

Although he didn't know what this method was, he knew... as long as Zhou Fengliu didn't want him to leave, he would be like a lost butterfly, unable to fly out of... this colorful world.

"Zhou Fengliu...what exactly do you want!"

The saying goes, "Don't pursue a desperate enemy." Now that Ma Xianhong has been pushed to the limit, he knows he has nothing to lose and is determined to fight Zhou Fengliu to the death.

Seeing that Ma Xianhong was in a hurry to fight him, Zhou Fengliu also showed a troubled expression.

"Old Ma, look how anxious you are... There's no need for us to fight to the death. I'm only doing this to keep you here..."