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He thought that after blocking the attack that posed no threat at all, the sharp blade in his hand would cut through his opponent's throat and he could see the beautiful scene of blood splattering everywhere. He couldn't help but feel indescribably excited.

However, he did not expect the sound of the collision to be heard. Instead, he saw a black shadow enlarge in front of his eyes, then his eyes turned black and he lost consciousness.

The bone lance turned into a ray of light, easily piercing through the man's thick broadsword and piercing through his head.

"Plop!"

It wasn't until the man's body fell to the ground that the remaining four people realized that their opponent, whom they thought they could capture easily, had killed one of them in the blink of an eye. They couldn't help but feel a chill run down their spines.

"How is this possible? The weapon in Fourth Bro's hand is an Inferior Grade Spirit Treasure, not an ordinary sword or saber. How can it not even withstand a single strike?"

Among the remaining three people, one of them stared at the two halves of the broadsword with shock in his eyes.

"You dare to kill my men? You're courting death!"

Shi Junhao was indifferent to his subordinate's death. He only cared about his own safety.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Shi Junhao felt shamed and humiliated to let someone weaker than him kill his own subordinates in front of him.

At the same time, he was also very interested in that strange weapon, which could easily cut through low-grade spiritual tools.

As far as he was concerned, that was at least a Medial Grade Spirit Weapon. Although he didn't lack a Spirit Weapon, no one would be the first to possess too many Spirit Weapons, right?

Shi Junhao bellowed, he waved his hand, and transformed into a gigantic palm in the sky, covering the sky and blocking the sun, with an endless amount of power, it smashed down fiercely towards Mo Beichen.

The opponent was strong, so Mo Beichen did not clash head on. Retracting his right leg back half a step, he bent his knees and bent his body, then suddenly swept forward diagonally to the right and instantly escaped Shi Junhao's attack range.

"Boom!"

The earth trembled as if it had been struck by a meteor. An enormous palm print suddenly appeared on the ground, sinking a few meters deep into the ground.

With just a glance, Mo Beichen ignored the terrifying seal and turned his gaze towards the figure that was rushing towards him.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

He punched out a few times, repelling the black shadow that attacked him from the side. Mo Beichen's feet moved, and his body turned around quickly, the moment the bone lance entered his hands, it had already pierced through his abdomen and left a big hole.

Clutching the splattered blood on his stomach, this person's eyes revealed fear. Even to his death, he didn't dare to believe it, as he had experienced great hardships on his journey and didn't die at the hands of those powerful Demonic Beast. However, in a single exchange, he fell at the hands of this kid with strength that wasn't too far off from his.

First, he retreated, then used his spear to kill people, and then pulled out his spear to retreat. Mo Beichen's movements were extremely clean, as if he had practiced it a thousand times.

The most frightening part was the pair of eyes. From start to finish, they were as calm as a deep pool, as calm as an ancient well, without the slightest ripple.

In the blink of an eye, he had lost another member. Shi Junhao was enraged, and became more and more curious about Mo Beichen's identity.

He was just a teenager. The killing intent between his brows was not much better than his own!

How much time had passed since they had met?

That kid had already killed two people in a row. His actions were decisive and calm, and his vicious appearance was no different from those assassins who had been licking blood from the blade, causing people to feel a chill down their spines.

The remaining two were the strongest. Their eyes shined brightly, and their alertness were raised to the peak.

The strength of the dead was similar to theirs. Even if there was a gap, it shouldn't be too big. Even if it was them, it would still be impossible for them to win so easily.

"How could this be? We're all in the same realm, yet his battle power is this terrifying?"

If he had met that young man earlier, he wouldn't have been confident in being able to block that fierce attack. Even if there was the suspicion of a sneak attack, the fact that the youth was shockingly strong was an indisputable fact.

Cold sweat dripped down from their foreheads, and the two of them felt a faint trace of fear.

However, under Shi Junhao's cold gaze, the two of them braced themselves and welcomed Mo Beichen's attack.

Although he had already killed two enemies, the danger in Mo Beichen's heart increased instead of decreasing.

He was well aware that the others weren't much of a threat, and the man in the lead was his real enemy!

Initially, he took advantage of the unprepared situation and used the sharpness of the bone lance to successfully ambush one of them. Only then did he manage to salvage the situation a little. After that, another person went, and the form continued to develop in a way that was beneficial to him.

"Don't think that you can really beat us just by killing Ol 'Three and Ol' Four. I will let you know that in front of a true expert, you only have the ability to vent your anger! "

One of the sturdy man stepped forward and coldly looked at Mo Beichen.

An expert like him, who was about to step into the War Soldier Stage, had travelled extensively his entire life, and his hands were stained with the blood of countless people. His companion's death had been too sudden and had caused him to feel fear.

Now that he had regained his senses, Mo Beichen no longer posed any threat to him.

The big sized man took heavy steps and suddenly rushed forward. He raised his arm and with a roar of wind, he punched towards Mo Beichen.

He did not use any special technique with this punch, but the power alone was like a mighty warrior swinging his sledgehammer, bringing with it a force that could not be underestimated.

"Good job!"

Instead of retreating, Mo Beichen advanced while clenching his fists at the same time, he rushed forward in a horse stance and punched out.

"BOOM!"

A loud sound rang out as the big man's body flew out and smashed a few trees along the way. When he fell to the ground, he even smashed a few boulders before finally coming to a stop.

Although he was forced to retreat, he did not sustain any injuries. He jumped up like a carp and started to cheer loudly.

"I thought you were just that powerful."

As he moved his arms and legs, the big man couldn't help but feel extremely ashamed and angry at his previous cowardice.

"Eh, it can actually block my fist?"

Mo Beichen was a little surprised, and started to size up the opponent in front of him.

This person had a bald head and his clothes were torn in many places. From his bare arms, it could be seen that his muscles seemed to be watered with copper juice and contained explosive power.

Although he was not overly muscular, he was still a lot stronger than most people. He was very muscular and sturdy.

If one stomped on a rock, the rock would be crushed into dust, leaving behind a series of shallow footprints.

"So he's actually an expert in horizontal combat. No wonder he possessed extraordinary strength and was able to withstand my fist."

Slightly nodding, Mo Beichen stared at him and lightly shouted: "Let me see, how many punches can you block from me."

His casual appearance immediately angered the big size man. He scolded: "You stinking brat, you're courting death! "Don't think that just because you're stronger you can spout such arrogant words. Today, I will tear you to shreds!"

The big sized man roared, he waved his fist and rushed up again, his entire right arm was wrapped up by the War Qi, releasing a strong pressure.

"Heh, you want to compete with me in strength?"

Mo Beichen had a strange smile on his face as the golden light in his palm converged, quickly forming a bowl-sized lightning ball.

Holding the thunder ball that contained a terrifying power, Mo Beichen smashed it onto the big sized man's fist.

Boom!

The big man's entire body was wrapped in lightning. He stopped his attacks and suddenly stopped, weakly rushing a few steps before falling down while foaming at the mouth.

His clothes were charred black by the electricity, and every hair on his body had been roasted clean.

Looking at his arm again, it seemed as if it had been burnt by a raging fire, and could not bear to watch.

After getting rid of this man, Mo Beichen's eyes flashed like lightning, and shifted his gaze onto the last opponent with the same cultivation level as him.