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"You're asking to die!!" Hearing these words, Murong Xun was instantly consumed with rage, for this was an eternal pain in his heart—a shame that would be impossible to erase for the rest of his life.
At this moment, he was like a rabid dog that had gone berserk. The golden saber in his hand swung ceaselessly, and one after another, crescent-shaped golden light blades materialized, slicing relentlessly toward You Tonghan.
"Bang, bang, bang!" Under such a frenzied assault, You Tonghan was immediately forced onto the defensive. Even though
"Ptah!"
"Uwaaah!"
Finally, a golden light swept past, and You Tonghan let out a wretched scream.
Looking closely, both Xuan Xiaochao and Fu Fengming's faces changed dramatically, for they could clearly see that You Tonghan's face was now drenched in blood. His chin had been sliced clean off, and even his tongue had been severed. The sight was truly ghastly.
"Hahaha! That's what you get for running your mouth. This is the price of having such a foul tongue." After severing You Tonghan's tongue and chin, Murong Xun threw his head back and laughed heartily, launching into further mockery.
"Murong Xun, I'll make sure to kill you!!!" At this moment, Xuan Xiaochao and Fu Fengming, as loyal sworn brothers, could endure no more. Their eyes turned bloodshot, rage surging within them, and they unleashed every ounce of their strength as they charged at Murong Xun.
"Oraaaah~~~~~~" As for You Tonghan, he was even more consumed by fury. Unable to speak, he let out a horrifying, inhuman roar, brandishing his semi-King weapon as he too charged at Murong Xun.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" The three enraged fighters launched an assault that absolutely could not be underestimated. Their three semi-King weapons, combined with their formidable martial techniques, seemed to transform into three bloodthirsty, savage beasts, hurtling toward Murong Xun amid howling gales, fierce roars, and terrifying waves of pressure.
Even a typical Ninth-rank Martial Lord would have been no match for such an attack. The strength of these three was truly formidable.
"Hmph!" But even against such a ferocious assault, Murong Xun merely let out a disdainful snort. His golden saber swept forward with a sudden, powerful swing, unleashing a torrent of overwhelming pressure as a golden light blade swept out to meet them.
A thunderous boom erupted as the four fighters' attacks collided. Amid the violent shockwaves that ravaged the area, Xuan Xiaochao, You Tonghan, and Fu Fengming all let out agonized screams. When people could finally see clearly, the three were drenched in blood and gravely wounded. They had lost the ability to stay airborne and plummeted from the sky, crashing to the ground like three heaps of wet mud. They could no longer even walk.
"Good heavens! Murong Xun took on three opponents at once and actually won!"
"Too strong! Those three weren't ordinary Eighth-rank Martial Lords—they were the personal disciples of the three
"Incredible, absolutely incredible! Murong Xun is the undisputed number one genius of the
And the people of the
"Number one genius!"
"Number one genius!"
"Number one genius!"