Unbelievable truth! Second update is here

  "Moh! Where did you go? Do you know who kidnapped my mother?" Tang Xin rushed forward with surprise, but saw that his black clothes had been torn apart in several places, and the bloody smell wafted into her nose as she approached. She hesitated: "You're injured?"

  Is he Mo? The young man with a pair of red eyes?

  Tang Zhengyu and Tang Zihao both sized him up unintentionally, seeing that he was emitting a cold and ruthless aura all over his body. It was an air that only people who had been in bloody battles for many years would have, and the ominous energy emanating from his body made one's heart skip a beat at first glance.

  "Master, not long after you left, a group of black-clad assassins arrived at the mansion. They first used anesthetic to knock out the guards and maids, and by the time the hidden guards realized something was amiss, they had already been killed with a slash to the throat. When I heard the unusual commotion and went to investigate, I saw those black-clad men dragging Madam away towards the back mountain. So I secretly followed them until I found their hideout before returning."

  "So, why would the deceased Dark Guard have your clothes in his hand?" Tang Zihao asked.

  Mo Chao glanced at him, his blood-red eyes cold and ruthless, yet looking at Tang Xin: "When I passed by earlier, a dark guard grabbed my sleeve and pointed in the direction those people left, perhaps it was torn off at that time."

  "Who are those people? Their strength is so formidable?" Tang Zhengyu furrowed his brow and asked, the person in front of him didn't dare to directly confront them to rescue his wife due to their intense killing aura, it's clear that those people's abilities must be extraordinary!

  "A Martial Saint powerhouse and twelve peak experts of the Martial Ancestor."

  "What?!"

  Tang Zihao took a deep breath, his narrow eyes wide with shock: "A Martial Saint expert plus seventeen peak Martial Ancestor masters? Why did they kidnap my mother?" It turned out that he hadn't even fought back against those people, and it seemed that group was incredibly powerful! Perhaps, even if they wanted to rescue her, they wouldn't have the strength to do so with so many masters holding her captive.

  "Such a strong team is rarely seen on the mainland." Tang Zhengyu said with a serious expression: "With our strength, we can't even fight against them."

  Tang Xin sank into thought for a moment before asking, "Mo, where are they headed?"

  "In the bamboo forest behind the mountain."

  Suddenly, a fierce and sharp aura shot towards Tang Xin, the momentum was so strong that it made one's heart tremble. Mo, who was closest to her, reacted in the first instance, coldly shouting: "Master be careful!" His body had already instinctively reacted, pushing her away while catching the flying hidden weapon at the same time.

  "It's a note!" Xia Xue saw the note attached to the hidden weapon, took it down and looked at it, her face changed: "Miss, those people are after you, they want you to go to the bamboo forest tomorrow morning, otherwise they will kill Madam."

  "What!" Tang Zihao exclaimed, his eyes filled with anxiety: "Then what do we do now? If we just go like this, who knows if we'll all die at the hands of those people and still not be able to rescue Mother."

  Tang Zhengyu thought for a moment, then asked, "Xin'er, one Martial Saint and twelve peak-level Martial Ancestors are no joke. This is an extremely astonishing battle team. Just relying on us few people, it's impossible to fight against them. Do you think we can ask those seniors from last time to lend a hand?"

  "The reason they were able to notify us of their arrival in such a short time last time was because of the poison in their bodies. I had already helped them detoxify last time, but now it's simply impossible to contact them, and those few people have always been elusive and left no trace."

  Hua Fei Hua said he was leaving, but it's unknown where he went, and as for the other old monsters, don't even mention them. If you want to ask for their help, unless they come to you themselves, it's not easy to find them.

  "What should we do then?"

  "It's up to us now." Her clear eyes slowly drooped, and a streak of icy coldness flashed at the bottom of her eyes. Since those people dared to use her mother to threaten her, they would have to pay a miserable price!

  The next day, in the bamboo forest

  Bai Yan woke up with a start, her hands still sore from being tied up all night. Seeing the dozen or so people surrounding her, she felt a sense of unease wash over her. She had no idea how she ended up here or what these people wanted from her. Why had they kidnapped her?

  "What kind of people are you? Why did you bring me here? What do you want to do?"

  "Take Na Tongxin's life in exchange for yours!" A man in black walked over, standing in front of her with his hands behind his back, a pair of eyes with a gloomy aura staring at her: "If she didn't come today, then you wouldn't have made it past noon either!"

  "Our Tang family has no grudges with you, why are you doing this! What benefits do you get from this!" Her gaze swept across the people around her, and she was shocked to see that their cultivation was beyond her understanding.

  Their strength is so strong, if they come for her, wouldn't that be very dangerous? No! She can't let them take this risk for her, what should she do? What to do?

  "No benefit? Hmph! No benefit, we would do this?" The man in black let out a cold snort and looked up at the sky above his head, thinking to himself, will Tang Xin come? She clearly knows that coming is sending herself to death, will she come to the bamboo forest for a woman who isn't even her own birth mother?

  "Women, you'd better pray that she comes to save you, otherwise, I'll make you wish you were dead!" The man in black pinched her chin and gave it a forceful flick, leaving several bright red handprints on Bai Yan's chin, which also made her face even paler.

  "Someone's coming!"

  A voice sounded, and the twelve top masters of the Wu Zong immediately surrounded the black-clothed man in a circle, with one of them holding a sword to Bai Yan's neck.

  When he saw those figures approaching, the black-clad man at the front raised a cold smile, it seemed that this woman still had some use. His gaze fell on the green-clad woman walking in the middle, her face was indeed stunningly beautiful, and there wasn't even a hint of martial power fluctuation around her, it seemed she was indeed Tang Xin!

  Good, great! The task can be completed easily now, they have been waiting for this day for a long time!

  Thirteen men in black, each with eyes shining with excitement and anticipation, their gaze fixed on Tang Xin's green robe like predators eyeing prey. As long as they killed her, their mission would be accomplished, and the person who promised them that would also get what he wanted!

  This Tang Xin doesn't have the power of martial arts and is not worth worrying about, while the few people around her are only a bit troublesome because of that man with blood-colored eyes; as for the others, given their abilities, it would be easy to kill them all!

  She gazed at the thirteen black-clad men in front of her, and when she saw that one of them had a sword placed on her mother's neck, her eyes turned cold, and an icy killing aura flashed across the bottom of her eyes. However, she quickly regained her calm and indifferent demeanor.

  These people's strength is indeed extraordinary, with a Wuzong peak expert and a Martial Saint. Who exactly wants to take her life? Such a huge price in blood? And what drives these people who possess such cultivation to willingly become killing tools? What is it that forces them to put her to death?

  "Mother!" Tang Zihao stepped forward in big strides, but was blocked by Tang Zhengyu beside him: "Don't act rashly."

  "Mother, don't worry, we'll save you." Tang Xin said softly, her gentle voice like a spring breeze sweeping across the heart, making people inexplicably feel at ease.

  Bai Yan's face showed a worried expression, seeing that they had all arrived, and there was an additional unfamiliar red-eyed man. Even so, they were no match for these black-clothed men. Her heart was anxious, and she rushed towards them, shouting: "Xin'er, hurry up and leave! They want to kill you, their target is you! Husband, quickly take Xin'er away! Leave quickly, don't worry about me, hurry up! If you don't leave now, it will be too late!"

  "Mother, how could we possibly leave you unattended?" She smiled slightly, her eyes flashing, her clear and elegant gaze sweeping over the thirteen black-clad men before finally settling on the leader: "I've come as promised, can you please release my mother first?"

  Hahaha...

  The man in black looked up and laughed loudly, his laughter stopping abruptly. His sinister gaze swept towards Tang Xin: "Do you think you can still come back alive? Today, all of you will die here!"

  As his voice fell, the men in black quickly moved forward to surround them. With a few swift sounds, swords with cold glints were unsheathed and pointed at the ground. Along with the disturbance of the sword energy and the diffusion of their killing aura, the bamboo leaves in the bamboo forest flew up one after another, and the bamboos shook with a rustling sound. The terrifying killing aura filled the air for a moment.

  Tang Zhengyu and several others also quickly gathered together, forming a circle around themselves, vigilantly looking around, the murderous aura between them was palpable.

  The man in black clothes at the front swept his sinister gaze over them, and sneered: "You want to fight us? With just a few of you? You're really underestimating yourselves!" As he spoke, he slightly turned his body and glanced at Bai Yan who was tied up to a bamboo pole beside him: "Since all of your family members are here now, I'll let you see how she dies in front of you. Let's do this!"

  "Mother!"

  "Madam!"

  Seeing the black-clothed man standing next to Bai Lian's body, Tang Zihao and Tang Zhengyu simultaneously exclaimed in surprise, their figures flashing as they prepared to rush up and rescue her. However, at this moment, the surrounding black-clothed men also launched an attack on them.

  Tang's eyes narrowed, a cold glint flashing across them. At the command of the black-clad leader, the blue figure darted forward with an eerie gait that seemed to blend into the clouds. In the instant when the blue figure flashed by, several silver lights shot out from under its sleeves, following the movement of the sleeves. The move seemed unintentional and unobtrusive, but it was a fatal blow!

  The man in black who had placed the sword on Bai Yan's neck had barely moved his hand when several cold lights shot towards him. The extremely fast speed gave him no chance to dodge, and he felt a sudden pain as if something had pierced his wrist. The sharp sword fell powerlessly from his hand. When he looked closely, he saw that they were actually several silver needles as thin as hair!

  In a rage, he raised his other hand and swung out a palm to strike Bai Yan, who was tied up on the bamboo pole. But just as he did, a flash of green appeared before him like a ghostly apparition, and a slender white hand grasped his wrist.

  "Crack!"

  "Ah!"

  The sound of the bone breaking was crisp and startling, the mournful cry spreading through the bamboo forest like a pig being slaughtered, shocking the group of black-clad men, who suddenly turned their heads to look back, and were even more shocked by what they saw.

  A top-notch master of the Martial Arts, was actually defeated by a woman with no martial arts skills? His companion's wrist, which had been brutally broken, hung limply at his side, trembling from the intense pain. The agony contorted his entire face, and the veins on his neck bulged as if he was enduring immense suffering. Meanwhile, Tang Xin stood beside Bai Yan, assuming a protective stance as she gazed at them.

  Her beautiful face broke into a faint smile, but her eyes were icy cold. The killing aura emanating from her entire body made them all take in their breath in shock, and they began to doubt: was she really just an ordinary woman? Was she truly a woman who feared no violence?

  "You're indeed fearless, and you must have never thought of letting us return alive, or else you wouldn't have appeared in front of us without even covering your face." Her voice was soft and gentle, but it carried a mysterious chill that put all the black-clad men on guard.

  She glanced at them with clear eyes and continued: "Who sent you to kill me? And why do you want to kill me?"

  "Are you really Tong Xin?"

  The man in black at the forefront frowned and sized her up, wondering if she was just a random person brought in as a substitute. But that's impossible! They had already investigated, Tang Xin wore a distinctive green dress, an extraordinary face, and not a hint of martial arts skills, this imperial city couldn't find another person like her!

  "Who sent you to kill me? Why do you want to kill me? Don't you really plan on saying?" She glanced at them, her eyes flashing with a hint of killing intent, and the corners of her beautiful lips curled up in a slight arc as she smiled softly: "It doesn't matter, I won't say it now, but soon I will."

  "Ink, take care of them for me, don't let them get hurt, here, just hand it over to me."

  A domineering and cold voice fell, a cyan figure suddenly flashed out, the ethereal but illusory cyan figure rapidly shifted, dodged the attacks of the black-clothed men while aiming at the target, with a twist of her slender hand, she launched herself at one of the black-clothed men.

  People call her the Ghost Hand Divine Doctor, but they don't know what the Ghost Hand is or why she's called that. That's because those who have seen it are already dead, so naturally no one has seen it and no one knows. Today, she'll let them see how the name Ghost Hand Divine Doctor came to be!

  "Ah! You... you..."

  A terrified gasp accompanied the stuttering words, but he couldn't say anything else because Tang Xin's slender white hand, which seemed harmless, was now pinching his neck and rendering him speechless.

  "Save me... Save my life..."

  She had one hand grasping the black-robed man's neck, and it was unclear what method she used, but a top master with the highest level of martial arts in her hands had no ability to resist, just like an adult catching a child, without even struggling. The black-robed man's feet were slightly lifted, as her hand pulled him up, unable to touch the ground, and his face turned from purple to ash gray under the shocked gaze of the crowd...

  "As long as you tell me who sent you to kill me and why, I'll let you die a little more easily. Otherwise, I'll strip your clothes off, throw you into the forest, and let the beasts slowly tear you apart." The soft voice whispered in the black-clad man's ear, both seductive and threatening, yet with an innocent look that seemed to know nothing of the world, her clear eyes were so clean that they didn't show a hint of murderous intent, but it made each of the black-clad men tremble with fear.

  Who's going to tell them why this woman is so terrifying?

  Her eyes gleamed with a faint light, both for her transcendent skills and for her ruthless methods. At this moment, her heart was surging with excitement, the long-dormant blood seemed to have flowed again, the bloodthirsty cells in her body were all jumping, she only felt her chest burning with hot blood, and she was extremely excited.

  Tang Zhengyu and Bai Yan were both taken aback, they had no idea that Xiner also had this side, seemingly cold and ruthless with a hint of evil aura. This was a side of her that they had never seen before. Seeing her become so fierce and ruthless, even evil, in order to protect them, the couple's hearts were filled with emotion. Because she had been protecting them without any reserve, using her own methods to shield them, this side of her moved them and also made them feel heartache.

  That's amazing!

  Tang Zihao stared at Tang Xin in a daze, with his cultivation, he couldn't even see how her moves had changed just now, and she was able to get close to the body of a Wu Zong peak expert at that speed and subdue him. Moreover, that Wu Zong peak expert didn't even have the ability to resist...

  What's her technique? It seems even more exquisite and ruthless than what I saw on stage yesterday, the speed is so fast that it makes one's tongue-tied.

  "Let... let me go..."

  The black-clad man's face turned increasingly purple, his hands tightly grasping Tang Xin's hands that were pinching his neck, seemingly trying to pry her hands open, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't budge her hands an inch. His breathing grew heavier and heavier, as if he was about to suffocate at any moment. He looked pleadingly at his companions for help, but none of them stepped forward, all of them frozen in shock by the scene unfolding before their eyes.

  "Are you not going to speak?" Tang Xin raised an eyebrow and glanced at the dozen or so black-clad men, finally settling on their leader. He chuckled lightly as he looked at the black-clad man beside him who was struggling at death's door: "It seems your companions don't think much of you! Do you still want to continue sacrificing yourself for them? Speak up, and you won't have to suffer this torment."

  The man in black at the forefront looked gloomily at the scene before him, gaining a deeper understanding of her methods, and also beginning to realize the difficulty of this task. But they were only allowed to succeed! Not allowed to fail!

  "Let me go... I said... Let me go..."

  Upon hearing the black-clad man's words, a hint of murderous intent flashed across the leader's sinister gaze. With a swift movement, a hidden projectile shot towards Tang Xin with a whizzing sound. As the Saint of Martial Arts, her cultivation was already extraordinary, and this black-clad man's lethal projectile was even more deadly due to its potent venom. Seeing the projectile hurtling towards her, Tang Xin swiftly pulled over the black-clad man beside her and used him as a shield in front of herself.

  "Hiss!"

  All that could be heard was a dull hum, and the man in black let out a mouthful of air, his body stiffening and ceasing to struggle in the next instant. His face quickly turned from purple to black, with a thread of black blood flowing from the corner of his lips, his eyes staring fixedly ahead until he took his last breath.

  "Why did you kill him!"

  The remaining eleven black-clad men saw the poisonous hidden weapon pierce his chest, leading to his death. They all looked at him with anger, not because they valued their relationship with him, but because if he could kill him today, then one day he might be able to kill them too!

  The man in black clothes at the front cast a gloomy gaze over everyone and said coldly: "I'm going to kill Tang Xin!"

  "Was it Tang Xin who was killed? Do you think we are blind? Your hidden projectile was shot out, and she would naturally use him to block it, which fell right into your plan. You clearly intended to kill him! I'm telling you, although your strength is one level higher than ours, this action was also carried out according to your orders. However, if you harbor any intention of killing us, we will not let you off lightly!"

  The man in black at the front pursed his lips and didn't speak, but his face was clearly gloomy and terrifying. His fierce gaze swept over the eleven of them, and he spoke in a cold voice: "This isn't the time to talk about this. Take action and kill Tang Xin! Otherwise, none of us will have any benefits!"

  "Think you can kill me? That depends on whether you have the ability." Tang Xin still smiled lightly as she walked slowly forward, her body unarmed, but the danger and lethality she exuded was no less than that of any peak martial artist.

  Her hand rested at her side, but her gaze, which was as cold and deadly as a knife, fell on the black-clad men: "Who's next?" She seemed to be muttering to herself, yet also inquiring about the intentions of the eleven black-clad men. However, just as they were about to make their move, she curled up the corners of her mouth into an enigmatic smile: "Since you're all top-notch masters of the Martial Arts, I'll use you to give my people some practice."

  Just as the black-clad people were puzzled by her words, the bamboo in the forest suddenly shook violently, the leaves rustling and fluttering down from the sky, densely covering everyone's line of sight. A strong aura accompanied the fierce gusts of wind howling through the bamboo forest, making it impossible for anyone to open their eyes. At that moment, eight men dressed in white with handsome faces and murderous auras descended from the air, their icy swords pointing directly at the black-clad people standing on the ground.

  Killing intent, in an instant, surged to the extreme! A powerful aura, like a giant net, enveloped the bamboo forest, and the aura seemed to condense, causing the floating bamboo leaves in mid-air to freeze in place, as if time itself had stopped.

  Tang Zhengyu and Tang Zihao stared at the eight white-clothed men in shock, their hearts surging with turbulent waves! Because those eight white-clothed men's cultivation was all at the Wu Zong level, although not at the peak of Wu Zong, but that one body's pressure and sharp killing intent was no less than the eleven black-clothed people at the peak of Wu Zong!

  His blood-red eyes flickered, and although he had only just arrived at the Xiang Fu, he could already feel that there was someone powerful lurking around, watching. Now it seemed that these few people were indeed the ones, but he found it strange - why hadn't they made a move yesterday, instead allowing Bai Yan to be kidnapped?

  "Xiaoxue, could it be that they are...are..."

  Xia Xue took a step closer to his side, her eyes falling on the eight white figures, and said softly: "Young Master, they were all personally trained by Miss, all of them are high-ranking martial artists at the Wu Zong level. Normally, they secretly protect the mansion from the surroundings without Miss's orders, they have never appeared."

  "They may all be top-notch masters of the Wu Zong level, but those black-clad men are all at the peak level. I'm afraid they won't even be a match for them." Tang Zhengyu said with a serious expression, looking worriedly at the eight white-robed men.

  "Sir, don't worry, their skills are not ordinary. Even if they were to face the peak of martial arts, they could still defeat their opponents! Let alone if their opponent was a Martial Saint!" Xia Yu proudly lifted her chin, her shining eyes falling on the eight white-clad men. They were personally trained by Miss, and even she and her sister combined couldn't beat one of them. Their combat strength was absolutely extraordinary!

  Bai Yan felt relieved after hearing their words: "This is good, this way I won't worry so much." She whispered softly, her gentle gaze falling on her daughter in a green dress, with the pride and reassurance of being a mother in her eyes.

  "Clang!"

  The sound of clashing swords rang out clearly, also breaking the oppressive atmosphere that had been building up in an instant. In the air, visible breaths spread out like ripples on water, and with a whoosh, the bamboo leaves were suddenly swept open.

  Only to see, eight white-clad men stood in mid-air with their long swords held upside down, the sharp sword tips pressed against the black-clad man's incoming sword blade. The black and white figures maintained that posture, while between the two swords, a flow of martial energy was secretly competing, emitting a humming noise from the swords, spreading through the air and making it somewhat piercing to the ear.

  The sword in his hand was getting heavier and the fierce aura was pressing closer to their faces, cold sweat dripping from their foreheads. Suddenly, as the black-clad man swiftly withdrew his sword and retreated backwards, he looked at the eight white-robed men with a terrified expression.

  The white-clothed man also flipped over at the same time, but in the instant he landed, a series of shocking sword auras swooshed towards the black-clothed man. The white figure steadily landed on the ground, with the sharp sword tip pointing straight at the ground, surrounded by swirling sword auras and emitting a fierce gaze that stared straight at the black-clothed man in front. His entire body was shrouded in an aura of sharpness, exuding a cold and stern atmosphere that made one's heart tremble with fear!

  "Fatal Eight Trigrams!"

  Ignoring the wounds on his body inflicted by their sword energy, the black-clothed man stared at the eight white-robed men with a shocked expression, his eyes wide with astonishment. His heart was as if struck by a thunderbolt, leaving him trembling with fear!

  "Not bad! You guys still have some insight." Tang Xin smiled, rarely praising them, seemingly in a good mood to appreciate their frightened, shocked, panicked, at a loss and unbelievable expressions.

  "You're absolutely not Tang Xin! Who are you, exactly?!"

  A legendary phrase has been circulating on the Dragon Continent: "Life-taking Eight Evils, Soul-seeking Ghosts, White-robed Snow Winner, Attendant Master Heavenly Doctor!"

  Master of Heaven's Medicine! Master of Heaven's Medicine!

  Even if they had never fought against the Eight Trigrams, they knew of their existence! They were famous for defeating the Martial Saint with the power of the Wu Zong, and they were sealed as the Eight Trigrams of Death because they would take a life whenever they struck! Their whereabouts were unknown, their movements were mysterious, and most importantly, their master was the infamous Ghost Hand Heaven Doctor!

  At this time, even the black-clothed man who had reached the level of Martial Saint revealed a look of horror and shock. A thought faintly emerged in his heart, but he didn't dare to acknowledge it.

  "Who am I? Don't you already know?"

  She smiled faintly, these peak-level masters of the Martial Path, at the moment of their death, seemed to be terrified and at a loss, while she, seemed to enjoy watching them reveal their terrified expressions.

  "How is this possible! You're actually the legendary Ghost Hand Heaven Doctor!" The black-clad man took a step back, his eyes wide with incredulity and shock. They had thought they were going to kill just an ordinary person, but who would have known she was actually the renowned Ghost Hand Heaven Doctor?

  The Eight Trigrams of Death combined with the Ghost Hand Heaven Doctor, they are fundamentally not their match! Not to mention taking her life, one careless move and they will also lose their lives here!

  An idea emerges in my mind: escape! If I don't escape now, when will I?

  "Want to escape? Do I have permission?" Tang Xin sneered, his hand moved: "Those eleven people will be handed over to you, this one I'll deal with personally!" As soon as the voice fell, a cyan figure swiftly flashed out. The fast and ghostly cyan figure moved several times, and in an instant it appeared in front of the black-clothed man before he could react. A fierce attack struck him, and if not for his being a high-ranking martial arts expert with faster reactions than ordinary people, he would have been captured by Tang Xin in that instant.

  The man in black retreated step by step, and her strange and agile attacking moves made him more and more frightened as he defended. Her speed was so fast that it caught up with his own, and those fierce moves were all fatal blows. If he wasn't careful, his life would be in danger!

  "Whoosh!"

  The black-clothed man's sharp sword sliced through the air with a fierce sword energy. When there was no way to avoid it, when his life was threatened, he could only counterattack! It was either life or death, and he had to go all out! After all, no matter what, Tang Xin didn't have any surging martial power on her body, so he didn't believe that a proud Martial Saint-level expert like himself would lose to a woman without martial power!

  His eyes narrowed, and a fierce killing intent burst forth from his body, along with an overwhelming aura that made ordinary people tremble. For cultivators, their aura was also an invisible and unstoppable sharp weapon. He wanted to see how Tang Xin, who had no martial arts skills, would withstand his powerful and intimidating aura!

  At the moment when the breath is surging, the wind force in the air also rises with it, slowly growing from small to large. This gust of wind driven by the oppressive force is different from the ordinary natural breeze. The wind contains a thread of murderous aura, sharp as a knife, and when it sweeps across the cheek, it makes people feel a slight stinging pain. Moreover, due to the intense oppression in the air, even the rhythm of breathing seems to become difficult.

  Facing the pressure released by Wu Sheng, Mo's eyes narrowed, protecting Tang Zhengyu and others as they retreated backwards. Her blood-red eyes fell on that cyan-colored figure, with some concern. She had no martial power, even if her movements were fast, she was afraid of being unable to withstand this intense pressure. However, just as he thought about it, he suddenly realized that her expression had not changed at all, even though the air was filled with an intense pressure that made him feel uncomfortable, she still looked calm and composed. What's going on?

  Doesn't the intense oppression in the air have any effect on her?

  "You... you..." The man in black seemed to have also sensed it, looking at her with incredulity, his heart surging with waves, yet unable to calm down.

  "I don't even put your intimidation in my eyes." With a flash of movement, he was already behind the black-clad man, his slender white hand twisting into a strange gesture that suddenly struck at the black-clad man.

  "Psst! Ah!"

  He was caught off guard and had his shoulder seized, with his arm hanging limply by his side. The pain of the dislocated bone made him gasp, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. He was shocked and quickly retreated, but she kept pressing in step by step. Her slender hands, which seemed to be invisible, reached out like a ghostly emissary from the underworld, making it impossible for him to dodge or defend himself, leaving him with no way to counterattack!

  "Ah!"

  "Speak! Who sent you to kill me?" Her hand clamped onto his other hand, and with a quick twist, she skillfully snatched the sharp sword from his grasp, at the same time twisting his wrist.

  "Crack!"

  The sound of bones cracking echoed crisply, she narrowed her eyes and stared at the pale-faced man in black, a thread of bloodthirsty killing intent flashing across her eyes.

  At the same time, eight white-clad men with swords faced off against eleven black-clad men. Their movements were swift and deadly, with a hint of mystery and depth that was hard to fathom. Although their cultivation was not as high as that of the black-clad men, they made up for it with their comprehensive skills. They wielded their swords with precision and finesse, showcasing the killing techniques of their moves without a doubt. The eight of them were united in their attack, and compared to the eleven black-clad men who were each fighting individually, their unity was undoubtedly the most powerful weapon in battle.

  No wonder they can defeat the Martial Saint with Wu Zong's strength. If eight people work together in harmony, their moves change unpredictably, either defending or attacking in perfect coordination, how can they not achieve a surprising victory? How can they not defeat their opponents?

  On the side, Tang Zhengyu and Tang Zihao looked at the eight white-clothed men in disbelief, as they fought against the eleven black-clothed people. They were actually able to gain the upper hand, with such astonishing fighting power and the tacit understanding between the eight of them, their mysterious moves seemed invincible!

  Eleven black-clad figures were either injured or dead, yet they still wore white clothes as if they had just been washed in snow. Their killing moves were so beautiful that it seemed as though they weren't taking lives but rather performing a graceful dance. Each move was like a spell that made their eyes involuntarily follow the movements of their opponents.

  "Whoosh!"

  "Ah..."

  A fierce sword aura whizzed out from the eight people's sword tips, cutting through the air, and accurately slashing towards the black-clad men's Achilles' tendons. A series of mournful cries rang out as the black-clad men all fell to their knees, with fresh blood gushing from their heels, their faces twisted in agony.

  At that moment, eight white figures flew up, their sharp swords placed on the necks of those black-clothed men, their bodies emitting a terrifying killing aura, their eyes coldly staring at them.

  Tang Xin swept a glance at the black-clad man who was being restrained, and at the same time, he lifted his foot to kick the leader among them, while slowly walking over with measured steps.

  "Master, what shall we do?" a man in white robes asked in a low voice.

  "Dad, you take mom back first! Leave this to us." Perhaps she was too mindful of their feelings towards her and didn't want them to fear her methods, so she didn't want them to see her ruthless and cold-blooded side.

  Tang Zhengyu nodded: "Alright, I'll accompany your mother back first. You guys deal with things and come home afterwards. We'll be waiting for you at home."

  "Okay."

  As she watched the two figures gradually disappear into the forest, she finally withdrew her gaze and fixed it on Tang Zihao's face, with a hint of cunning and amusement: "Fatty brother, aren't you afraid I'll scare you?"

  "Hehe, little sister, aren't the surprises you've been giving me enough? I'm already used to it. Besides, when dealing with enemies and torture, neither Xiaoxue nor Xiaoyu are afraid of me, what do I have to fear? Don't worry! This kind of childish trick can't scare me." He patted his chest, grinned, and laughed, and the sight made even Xiaoxue, who was standing beside him, giggle.

  Upon hearing this, Tang's eyes flashed with a hint of light and landed on the white-clad man: "You can use whatever method you like, just get me the answers I want to know."

  "Yes!" The man in white clothes responded with a single word. His hand, holding the cold sword, made a swift and decisive turn, and without any warning, stabbed into the thigh of the black-clothed person.

  "Hiss!" The man in black gritted his teeth and didn't say a word, but he still took a sharp breath, and his face suddenly turned pale.

  "Speak! Who instructed you? What is your purpose?"

  "You think you can get anything out of us?!"

  "Really?"

  A man in white clothes expressionlessly pulled out the sword from the thigh of a man in black clothes, turned around, and cut off one of his arms with one sword. In an instant, fresh blood splashed out and fell to the ground. Suddenly, the thick bloody smell spread through the air with the gentle breeze in the forest, accompanied by that sharp and piercing cry that lingered for a long time and could not disperse.

  "What about you? Don't you have anything to say?" The white-clothed man's chilly gaze swept towards the black-clothed men beside him, his hand holding the sword rotating as if peeling a radish. With one move, an ear of a black-clothed man flew off and landed on the ground. When the black-clothed man let out a pained cry due to the mournful scream, another tongue flew out and landed right in front of those black-clothed men.

  A bright red tongue stained with blood fell before them, and even these people who had walked step by step to the knife's edge couldn't help but be shocked and terrified. They watched as the man in white cut off the limbs, ears, tongue, and nose of the man in black, piece by piece flying before their eyes, deeply stimulating their vision and nerves. The gruesome death left them one by one with pale faces, blood draining away, faces like dead ash...

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