"The young master doesn’t stoop to your level, that’s why you’re still alive."

"You actually dare to try stealing the young lady’s grilled rabbit?"

"I think you’re really tired of living!!"

At those words, Mu Shanshan flipped and landed on the ground, kicking out.

Indeed, Liu Zhongxian is one of the Twelve Evils of Tianfeng.

His martial arts are extraordinary, and even at this moment, he managed to protect his front with his hands.

Mu Shanshan’s kick hit directly between his arms, sending him flying backward, and while he was in mid-air, he tried to steady himself... but at that moment, a hand was already on his shoulder.

Turning his head, he saw an old man smiling at him:

"Brother, how about another round?"

"???"

Startled, he felt an overwhelming, unstoppable force suddenly overtaking him.

The force pushed him back with no resistance, obediently returning him to his original place.

Looking around, he found that those ignorant of the imminent danger, who didn’t pay him any mind just now, had stopped their activities.

They were all looking at him from all directions...

Those eyes didn’t regard him as a master who could decide their fate.

Instead, they seemed to be looking at a... person on the brink of death.

Liu Zhongxian understood now.

This ’Wu Chengfeng’ seemed ordinary, like a junior businessman unfamiliar with the world, but his side was full of experts.

Though not all of them had acted, those few who did seemed beyond his ability to overcome.

This situation... was he walking into a trap?

With that thought, he chuckled:

"Well, well, seems I was blind."

"Wu kid, what is your background?"

"Who are these experts?"

"Even if I die today, I want to die with some understanding!!"

Su Mo smiled slightly:

"I am merely a businessman from Nanhai, trading in Xizhou."

"These are experts I’ve hired with money from Nanhai."

"After all, in Xizhou, unfamiliar territory, one might accidentally provoke some formidable figures."

"Without a few experts by my side, how could I dare to conduct business here?"

"Old man... how about this way, what do you think?"

"There are plenty of wild rabbits and pheasants here, once cooked, you can eat your fill, old man."

"Eat a few, and I’ll have fewer of them come for you."

"..."

This retribution came too quickly.

Liu Zhongxian became furious, suddenly pulling out a Fire Meteor from his bosom, and with a shake of his hand, it was released.

Brilliant sparks soared into the sky.

Yun Mantang’s expression turned grave:

"Are there more members of the Twelve Evils of Tianfeng around?"

"Kid... you meddle and ruin our business as the Twelve Evils of Tianfeng, even trying to bring matters to Old Master Xing."

"How could we tolerate you?"

"I thought I could make a big contribution on this trip, but didn’t expect you to meet some worthy people."

"But no matter, the brothers will arrive at any moment, let’s see how long you can remain arrogant!!"

"I should have known..."

Yun Mantang’s expression grew somber:

"Able to massacre the entire Zhou Family of 213, since it’s you Twelve Evils of Tianfeng, naturally all twelve would act."

"But when did the Twelve Evils start recruiting Jianghu desperados to serve you?"

"The matters here have monumental consequences, not something you can meddle with."

Liu Zhongxian sneered coldly:

"Furthermore, you lot who are all on the brink of death, why should I bother explaining to you?"

With those words, he suddenly touched the ground with his foot, his figure flashed, and he prepared to fly away.

Although other members of the Twelve Evils were nearby, none of these present seemed easy to deal with.

If he continued, he might die before the brothers even arrived.

He had already examined the surroundings while speaking just now.

Identifying the weak spots in the encirclement.

Hence, he intended to break through.

Once others arrived, he could fight and withdraw as needed.

If nothing else, he could engage in guerrilla warfare in the hills.

Su Mo’s ranks were numerous and burdened with goods; they’d surely be spread thin.

Giving them the chance to exploit.

But unexpectedly, just as he was about to break through.

Three to five robust men leaped up, bringing their dragon-snake-like palms swiftly.

"Get out of the way!!"

Liu Zhongxian shouted angrily, shaking his longsword, and a streak of ghastly green sword light swept through heaven and earth.

Those intercepting him were experts from the Dragon King Hall and Nanhai Alliance.

They all recognized the sword light as a formidable force, instantly exerting inner strength with fists and palms, followed by loud blasts echoing through the void.

Several figures landed instantly.

Though Su Mo’s men stumbled backward, Liu Zhongxian’s escape was thwarted.

At once, his heart filled with dread.

Those who acted just now were evidently Wu Chengfeng’s close experts.

These current ones seemed ordinary, yet they had such skill?

Realizing the disparity, he grew increasingly uneasy, ready to slash again.

Then, the sound of a sharp wind split the air.

Turning quickly, a flying knife was already before him.

Instantly, his sword tip flicked, striking the flying knife with a "ding," and it shattered.

The fragments danced heavenly, defying usual paths.

Appearing in front, suddenly behind, although launched from the front, inexplicably a shard flew above.

More fragments surrounded from left and right.

This odd scene left Liu Zhongxian dumbfounded.

Was he surrounded by a flying knife?

Trying to sweep his sword at the fragments, he felt trapped as if caught in a swamp.

Tugging forces pulled from all sides, hindering his moves.

Thus, as he hesitated, the fragments landed on him.

The power contained wasn’t negligible, and Liu Zhongxian let out a scream.

At this moment, the experts he repelled returned.

With their strikes, two resounding blows followed.

The renowned member of Twelve Evils was beaten backward.

Mouth full of blood, he glared around, shouting:

"Who attacked just now?"

A laugh echoed, it was Wei Ziyi.

Liu Zhongxian turned, enraged:

"Was it you?"

"So what if it was?"

Wei Ziyi smiled slightly: "The Twelve Evils of Tianfeng... an impressive title, but your martial arts are unremarkable."

Su Mo glanced at Wei Ziyi, shaking his head:

"Your skill is becoming deceitful."

Wei Ziyi proudly folded arms and raised her neck:

"Let’s see if you dare belittle me."

"Never, never."

Su Mo waved his hands:

"Whoever dares underestimate you, I’ll be the first to deal with them."

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