"Teng Dashan, you must die today!"
Zhao Hu's cold voice rang out.
As soon as Zhao Hu finished speaking, the seven men behind him slowly formed a circle and surrounded Teng Dashan and Yang Mu.
Teng Dashan's face turned extremely ugly. He could not believe that Zhao Hu wanted to kill him.
"Teng brat, when we break through, you should hurry up and run out!”
Teng Dashan said to Yang Mu in a low voice with a grave expression.
"Hehe, Teng Dashan, neither of you can escape, so don't waste your energy!”
Zhao Qi, who was beside Zhao Hu, said coldly.
Following Zhao Hu's signal, the two men on the left and right sides immediately attacked. Yang Mu looked at the two of them and realized that they were also Class Two Martial Artists.
Teng Dashan pulled Yang Mu behind him with one big hand and shielded him with his huge body.
His fists made a whooshing sound as he met the two burly men who were attacking him.
Teng Dashan was two meters tall, and his fists were as big as clay pots. His body looked heavy, but he was not slow when he moved.
Although the two of them were Class Two martial artists, how could they compare to Teng Dashan, a Class Five martial artist?
Sure enough, after three moves, Teng Dashan shouted.
"Open!"
His fists fiercely smashed into the two of them.
Two miserable cries echoed in the forest.
Two figures flew out in front of everyone. They were the two people who had attacked Teng Dashan.
There was a huge fist mark on the two of them, and blood spurted out of their mouths. They were obviously seriously injured.
Zhao Hu gritted his teeth in hatred. He turned to look at the two people who had been beaten out. They were already on the verge of death, but they had not lost their lives. He could not help but feel relieved.
He gestured for the two of them to take care of him.
He turned around and looked at Teng Dashan coldly.
"Teng Dashan, do you really want me to do it myself?”
Teng Dashan spat and said fearlessly,""Do you think I'm afraid of a little kid like you?”
"Hehe, I wonder who was the one who was beaten up so badly last time.”
Zhao Hu sneered.
Teng Dashan's expression instantly turned ugly. He wasn't smart, but that didn't mean he was stupid. He secretly gave Yang Mu a look, indicating for him to find an opportunity to escape.
However, Yang Mu did not seem to notice Teng Dashan's gaze. He just stood there calmly.
"Teng Dashan, die!"
Zhao Hu shouted and rushed over.
A long sword appeared in his hand.
Teng Dashan was shocked. He took out a machete from his back and went up to meet the attack.
A peak Level 4 Bone Tempering expert and a Level 5 expert began to fight.
Before reaching the seventh level of Qi Refinement, one would not be able to expose their true qi.
The battle between the two of them did not have any gorgeous attacks. It was just an exchange of ordinary weapons.
Teng Dashan had been at the peak of Level Four for many years. His bone skills had reached the peak. As for the realm of strength training, it was probably because he did not have the corresponding cultivation method.
Zhao Hu was at Level Five, so he was obviously much stronger than Teng Dashan. Although it looked like a two-meter tall man and a 1.7-meter-tall young man were very uncoordinated.
However, if they were to fight, the burly man's strength was inferior to the young man's strength. It looked a little out of place. It was like a monkey and a bear competing in strength. The monkey's strength was even greater than the bear's.
Teng Dashan was obviously not as good as Zhao Hu in terms of strength. He was a little anxious for a moment.
He held his machete and slashed at Zhao Hu crazily.
Zhao Hu dodged nimbly, occasionally adding a few sword wounds to Teng Dashan's body.
Not long after, Teng Dashan had already suffered dozens of sword wounds. Although they were not fatal injuries, the blood that flowed out covered his entire body.
For a moment, Teng Dashan was covered in blood.
Teng Dashan was furious. No matter how he swung his machete, he couldn't even touch Zhao Hu.
Fresh blood flowed down his body. Teng Dashan's movements became slower and slower. He felt as if he could see stars in front of his eyes. He could not see anything…
"Boom!"
Teng Dashan had lost too much blood and fainted.
Zhao Hu snorted coldly. The two men behind him walked up to Yang Mu and surrounded him. Zhao Hu did not even look at Yang Mu. He slowly walked to Teng Dashan's side and raised his sword as he spoke coldly.
"Humph, Teng Dashan, my father is still lying in bed. It's all your fault. I will use your blood to wash away the humiliation you have done to my father!”
As he spoke, he swung his sword down.
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
" Ah!" Two screams rang out, and then a figure quickly appeared in front of Zhao Hu. Zhao Hu felt his vision blur, and the sword in his hand flew out of his hand, flying hundreds of feet away and stabbing deeply into a big tree.
He took a few steps back in a panic. Then, he fixed his eyes and saw that the young man, whom he had not paid any attention to, had appeared beside Teng Dashan. He was treating Teng Dashan's wound.
The two screams were from the two villagers who were looking at the young man. They had already fallen into a pool of blood, and their necks had been twisted.
"Who are you?" Zhao Hu asked in surprise.
Yang Mu treated Teng Dashan's wound. Hunters usually carried medicine with them to stop the bleeding. Yang Mu also carried some medicine with him because Teng Dashan had asked him to. After applying the medicine to stop the bleeding, he checked the wound. When he saw that Teng Dashan had only fainted due to excessive blood loss and was not seriously injured, he slowly stood up and looked at Zhao Hu coldly.
"Who exactly are you?" Zhao Hu recovered from his panic. After all, he was a Level Five martial artist. Why would he be afraid of this kid? This kid was obviously not a cultivator.
"I am Teng Lin. Remember who will kill you!”Yang Mu said coldly.
"Vine forest, vine forest!" Zhao Hu muttered to himself as he thought about it. At this age, there didn't seem to be any expert called Teng Lin in this area. He must be a paper tiger. After thinking about it clearly, he said coldly and sarcastically.
"Teng Lin, prepare to die!"
After saying that, he threw a punch. The speed of this punch was extremely fast. The strength of a Level One or Level Five cultivator was at least 800 pounds.
A huge fist landed on Yang Mu's chest, as if Yang Mu did not dodge it.
" This kid is really a paper tiger," Zhao Hu said happily. However, his expression immediately became as ugly as it could be.
He looked up at Yang Mu, only to see that Yang Mu still had that cold expression on his face, as if he wasn't the one being punched.
"You want me to prepare to die?" Yang Mu said lightly.
"I don't believe it!"
Zhao Hu roared and used all his strength to punch Yang Mu's body. He punched more than ten times in a row.
However, Yang Mu was not affected at all, as if the fist was not hitting him.
Yang Mu slightly tilted his head.
A hand firmly grabbed Zhao Hu's fist and squeezed it hard. The sound of bones breaking could be heard.
"Ah!"
A loud scream came out of Zhao Hu's mouth. One of his hands was crippled.
He looked at Yang Mu in disbelief and said in fear.
" Impossible, you're clearly not a cultivator…"
"You're wrong. The meridians in my body are already broken. However, my Thirteen Gangsters Brutal Training is an external technique.
It was not internal cultivation. Meridians could not stop external cultivation.”
"Don't, don't…Ah!"
Miserable cries resounded throughout the forest.
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