"You can't kill me!"

Jiang Hong's face twisted with resentment and unwillingness as he screamed hysterically, feeling a sharp pain throbbing at his forehead.

"If you kill me, you'll have to join me in death!"

Gu Han remained unmoved.

"Cough cough..."

Suddenly.

A faint cough reached his ears.

Though it was soft.

He heard it loud and clear!

Trouble!

His expression changed, and the speed of his falling sword suddenly increased by a third!

At that moment.

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Thud!

The sword struck down, carving a long and deep crack in the dark ground, yet not a trace of blood was seen on the blade.

Jiang Hong...

Had vanished without a trace!

Thump!

At this point.

Gu Han could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground, as the Blood Spirit Technique began to backfire, sending waves of pain deep into his bones, rendering him unable to move.

"People..."

Not far away.

Fatty was dumbfounded.

"Where did he go?"

"I don't know, he's gone."

"This..."

Fatty's face was filled with frustration, "Did we struggle in vain?"

"Forget it."

Gu Han sighed.

"This man's strength... you saw it too. Not to mention now, even when we were at our best... cough cough, we were no match for him. He only took Jiang Hong and spared our lives... you should count yourself lucky!"

"Pah! Despicable scum!"

He muttered under his breath.

Fatty then lay back down.

"How many years has it been."

He stuffed medicinal pills into his mouth while reminiscing.

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