207 A Group Fight
It was thirty-two against nine. What was supposed to be a one-on-one fight had turned into a group fight in the blink of an eye. Moreover, everyone present was an expert in the great blood refinement realm.
Zhang Dagen looked at the familiar faces with a solemn expression. It was the Li family’s second and fourth branches. They were all people he had taught a lesson to in private over the past few years. He had even secretly killed a few of their relatives and close friends.
“Zhang Dagen, you didn’t expect this day to come for you, did you?” a one-armed man sneered, waving a huge sickle in his hand. “Back then, when you chopped off one of my hands, I said that I would settle this score one day.”
“Today, you’re going to pay for killing my son-in-law last year,” a middle-aged man with gray hair said in a deep voice.
They were all from the second branch, and as the second branch that openly opposed the Zhang family, the price the family had paid for this was extremely heavy.
However, this did not wear down their determination to fight against him. Instead, it made the second branch more united. Even if many people from the second branch were sent to remote places and lived very hard, they could still endure it.
“Qin Huai, forgive people when you can. Today, I, Zhang Dagen, have failed. If you kill me, our family head will not let you off easily.” Zhang Dagen stared at Qin Huai. “You may have the advantage in numbers now, but once we leave this forest, it will be the Zhang family’s world. You might be able to kill me here, but you will definitely die if you leave!”
He sneered and pretended to be calm. “Let me go. I can promise you that I will never attack you or the people from the second and fourth branches from now on.”
Qin Huai just looked calmly at Zhang. “Don’t slander me. I’m not the one who killed you. It was those lunatics from the Sacred Heart sect.”
“Do you think anyone will believe you?!”
“This huge mountain forest is close to September Hook. It’s the Sacred Heart sect’s territory. As long as you don’t even have a corpse left and there’s no evidence, so what if the Zhang family knows that I did it?” Qin Huai said coldly, “They can only attack me in the dark. They can’t find any reason to do so on the surface, can they? What’s the difference between that and what you’re doing to me now?”
As he said this, the rich power of longevity in his palm gathered crazily. Mobilizing the power of longevity was much more difficult than condensing a white dragon, especially when it came to gathering the power of longevity.
Zhang Dagen, who was sitting opposite him, was speechless. It was as if something was stuck in his throat.
Those words were so similar to the ones he had prepared. This should have been what he wanted to say to Qin Huai, but now…
How could he have imagined that Qin Huai had already broken through to the ninth refinement and had even cultivated the white dragon force?
It had only been a short while, and even his young master was not as fast as him. Was Qin Huai a monster?
Zhang Dagen laughed sinisterly. “But do you think you can stop me just because you have more people?”
Before he finished speaking, his body exploded. A thick white smoke instantly surged out from his body.
In an instant, a radius of several dozen meters had been enveloped by white smoke.
A green light flashed in Qin Huai’s eyes as he instantly caught sight of Zhang Dagen’s direction in the thick fog.
“Southeast!” he roared.
The group of great blood refinement martial artists beside him instantly pounced out.
The terrifying white dragon qi exploded in the forest, scattering the white smoke that was already rolling rapidly, rolling away like a vast sea of smoke.
This powder was obviously not ordinary, but a secret camouflage. Although it didn’t have any lethality, it was extremely exhausting to use the white dragon to blow it away.
As expected of a poison expert. Qin Huai chased after Zhang Dagen.
Beside him, a few lackeys of the Zhang family took advantage of the fog to sneak toward Qin Huai. Their eyes were shining. Clearly, they had cultivated some kind of eye technique that allowed them to see clearly in the white fog.
Raising their barbed gloves, the two of them held their breaths and swung their fists at Qin Huai, who had walked straight into their firing range.
However, in the next moment…
Shock appeared in their eyes. Two large hands emerged from the thick fog and went straight for their heads.
Their fists were fierce, and their control over their bodies was quite astonishing. They forcefully stopped their advance and bent down to lower half of their bodies, their fists changing targets and striking Qin Huai’s lower body.
Boom!
Two explosions sounded in their ears at the same time. The numbness on their backs instantly swept through their entire bodies, causing the two of them to lose control of their bodies.
In the next second, a burning pain overwhelmed the numbness. It was as if their souls had been stripped away. The violent shock wave caused them to crash to the ground with a bang.
Subconsciously, they began to breathe heavily, and the white powder was suddenly poured into their lungs.
Cough, cough, cough…
The pain was just beginning.
However, they suddenly felt something thick stabbing into their body from behind.
Puff!
A pair of large hands grabbed their spines and exerted force.
Crack!
The two great blood refinement martial artists were powerless on the spot. They lay on the ground and sucked in large mouthfuls of white powder. The red blood vessels in their widened eyes became more and more obvious.
The two of them were in despair. If they were lucky, they might have to lie in bed for the rest of their lives.
And then… Their faces also began to darken.
Qin Huai had such overwhelming strength, yet he had even added poison at the end.
The two of them opened their mouths to curse, but in the end, only a mouthful of black blood slid down from the corner of their mouths. Their bloodshot eyes remained open, and they could no longer hear the movements around them.