In the world of martial arts, grind your skill level to become a saint.

Chapter 168 Kill!

"I'll give you one chance. If you move aside now, you might save your lives."

Su Hao smiled faintly.

"Kill him!"

At Yang Lu and Lu Kun's command, they waved their arms, and the crossbow bolts that were originally loaded were fired one after another, densely packed and falling towards Su Hao.

Since Su Hao is ignoring all advice and insisting on courting death, there's no need to show him any mercy!

Although Yang Lu himself greatly admired Su Hao, it was a pity that the other party didn't know the times. Such a person was useless to keep!

Puff puff!

A barrage of arrows rained down on Su Hao.

However, Su Hao was prepared and used his leg skills to dodge the arrows one after another, taking advantage of the cover of the surrounding walls.

Soon, Su Hao dodged the first volley of arrows and approached the members of the Rice Gang.

puff!

A black dart shot out from Su Hao's hand, accurately piercing the forehead of a member of the Mi Gang who was close to Su Hao.

Then Su Hao threw out a black cloth bag, which was then shot and exploded in mid-air by an arrow, releasing a large cloud of thick yellow powder that spread all around.

The yellow powder had a strong, pungent odor, and as soon as it began to waft out, members of the Rice Gang started coughing, covering their throats.

"Get out of the toxic fan zone immediately!"

The sudden anomaly startled all the members of the Mi Gang present, who all tried to escape the area of ​​the drug powder.

But within the thick yellow fog, a dark figure had already moved, its body shooting out like a swallow, its silver-white blade flashing like a crescent moon, fast as lightning!

Puff puff puff puff!!

A series of sounds of flesh being torn apart rang out, and three or four round heads were thrown high into the air, with columns of blood shooting into the sky, instantly staining the white snow on the ground red.

In the poisonous fog, Su Hao flicked his tongue and swallowed a pill.

This poison powder is called Yellow Mist Powder. It has an extremely fine and light texture. The toxin has the effect of paralyzing nerves and burning the respiratory tract. Once it is released, it is very difficult to disperse, just like a yellow mist.

When he agreed to come to the rice gang to forge weapons, he made these preparations well in advance in order to prevent any accidents from happening.

It's good to be prepared!

"You bastard!"

On the wall, Yang Lu and Lu Kun saw that Su Hao was able to dodge so many arrows and kill several elite disciples of the Rice Gang with lightning speed.

They were both enraged, and they both leaped off the wall and charged at Su Hao.

Besides anger, Yang Lu's eyes were filled with shock.

He hadn't expected that Su Hao would not only be so skilled in blacksmithing, but also possess such strong martial arts cultivation?

Although he had always known that the other party was a disciple of Yueshan Martial Arts School, he had heard that the other party had only recently broken through to the second level of blood.

How could they possess such ferocious fighting power?

"No, judging from the power and speed this guy just unleashed, he's definitely not just at the second blood level! He should also be a third blood level expert!"

Yang Lu was secretly alarmed.

A bad feeling suddenly welled up in my heart.

He realized that inviting Su Hao, this variable, might have been a mistake—

Lu Kun, on the other hand, didn't have any other thoughts. Right now, all he wanted was to kill Su Hao and avenge his fallen brothers.

The two figures quickly approached the yellow poisonous fog.

But then he suddenly stopped, not daring to go any further.

Because at this point, there was no sound at all within the poisonous fog.

The poisonous fog had not yet dissipated, but it was already eerily quiet, with only the rustling sound of falling snow.

"kill!"

Looking at the poisonous fog in front of him, Lu Kun hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and rushed in.

As a master of the Blood Scattering Mirror Copper Skin technique, he possessed strong and vigorous blood and energy, and had undergone specialized poison resistance training, so ordinary poison mist and powder could not harm him at all.

This is also what gives him the audacity to act recklessly.

Yang Lu gritted his teeth, but the step he was about to take suddenly stopped.

At this moment, a very ominous and intense sense of danger enveloped his heart, making him afraid to move rashly.

"Brother Lu, come back!!"

Yang Lu shouted, but Lu Kun had already rushed in and could no longer be seen.

Bang bang bang bang! ! !

However, not long after Lu Kun went inside, several intense collisions suddenly came from inside.

Boom!

With a sudden burst of yellow venom, a yellow circle spread out in an arc.

A disheveled figure, coughing up blood and staggering backward, crashed violently into a stone pillar in the corner, the cracking sound of bones breaking echoing through the air.

Yang Lu quickly turned his head and saw Lu Kun, covered in blood, staring in horror at the black-clad figure slowly emerging from the mist.

"Su Hao! Do you really intend to be an enemy of our Rice Gang? Don't think Liu Chongshan can protect you!"

Yang Lu shouted angrily.

At the same time, he was secretly shocked, wondering just how strong Su Hao had become.

Even Lu Kun, who had reached the third level of the Blood Realm, was defeated within a few breaths.

His strength is weaker than Lu Kun's, doesn't that mean that he himself—

"If you had said that from the beginning, perhaps I would have considered letting you go—what a pity—"

Su Hao shook his head, put away the long sword and crossbow at his waist, and with a leap, he covered a distance of five or six meters, closing in on Yang Lu in the blink of an eye.

"Wow, that's fast! How is that possible!"

Yang Lu's pupils contracted, and he swung his knife sharply to the left, but the next moment, a sharp pain shot through the back of his head, making him dizzy!

"I—I—"

With a clang, the knife in Yang Lu's hand fell to the ground, and he collapsed to the ground as well.

Blood gushed from his severed neck, washing over the snow on the ground and staining it red.

"You—you actually dared to kill Yang Lu!?"

With Yang Lu's death, Lu Kun, who had been severely injured, also regained consciousness.

He stared at the corpse on the ground, speechless and incredulous.

I didn't expect them to be so decisive, killing without hesitation.

"I dare to kill him, I dare to kill you too—"

Su Hao smirked and unleashed his leg techniques. With his legs already brimming with energy, he pushed off and closed in on Lu Kun in the blink of an eye.

"I'll fight you to the death!" Lu Kun roared, charging forward despite his injuries, his long sword slashing down at Su Hao's head.

A silver-white blade flashed through the air, drawing a silver arc, seemingly condensing all of Lu Kun's strength. For a moment, the blade's aura was overwhelming. Su Hao, facing his opponent's desperate struggle, naturally wouldn't choose the foolish method of a head-on confrontation.

He flashed back several steps, flicked his sleeve, and two black arrows shot out from his sleeve, one aimed at Lu Kun's face and the other at his heart.

"asshole!!"

Lu Kun, who was holding his breath, saw that his opponent ignored his all-out attack and only released two hidden arrows to disrupt his rhythm, and his heart sank completely.

He originally thought that if Su Hao went head-to-head with him, he would still have a chance to fight back.

It now seems clear that the other party is not giving him any chance.

Having no other choice, he could only swat his sword to cut off the hidden arrow that had pierced his face, while the inner armor concealed in his chest blocked another one.

"His swordsmanship is superb, it's a pity it's going to be lost."

Before Lu Kun could even breathe a sigh of relief, Su Hao's sigh came again.

Lu Kun's pupils contracted sharply, and he instinctively looked in the direction of the sound. Two or three meters to his side, a cold, heavy metal crossbow was already aimed, and the icy glint of the arrow sent a chill down his spine.