C144 What about the promised spoils?

What happened to the loot?

Ever since he had seen too many despicable people like Cui Long, Zhao Mingzhe had long since been on his guard against this person in front of him.

The moment the opponent raised the white powder, Zhao Mingzhe used Floating Willow Body Art to dodge to the left. At the same time, he pulled back his right foot, causing a sharp sound of friction between his foot and the ground, causing a crater to form.

Borrowing the power that he had accumulated, Zhao Mingzhe's body shot out like a bullet. He arrived late first and caught up to the person who was trying to escape in the blink of an eye.

The person in front of him did not expect Zhao Mingzhe to be so fast, when he saw Zhao Mingzhe rushing towards him, he was forced to turn around and threw a punch.

His eyes turned cold, Zhao Mingzhe raised his left hand, blocking the man's fist, at the same time, his right shoulder sank, and crashed onto the man's chest.

Eight Extreme Fist: stomping on the ground, leaning against the mountain, knocking down the mountain with his shoulders.

The person in front of him was knocked into the air by the surging force and spat out a mouthful of blood at the sky. The location where his body landed happened to be a dark swamp covered in fallen leaves.

Letting out a breath, Zhao Mingzhe secretly went on alert. After confirming that there was no one else, he rushed towards the boundless Sun Moon Lake.

After a few jumps, Zhao Mingzhe arrived at the location where the few of them were at just moments ago. He discovered that on the shore of the Sun Moon Lake, there was a canyon and sure enough, there was a green plant that was half a meter tall.

The color of the plant was dark green, with a hint of pure spirit energy emitting from its leaves. He was not an idiot, and was sure that this was a plant that was said to bear green fruits.

Only, Zhao Mingzhe never expected that on the plant, other than the dark green leaf, there was no fruit at all.

Zhao Mingzhe stared blankly for a long time. He thought to himself, that shouldn't be the case, after listening to the conversation just now, these people, were obviously waiting for the green fruit to mature, why did they suddenly disappear in the blink of an eye?

Could it be that the green fruit sariras had already been taken by someone else? This bastard had spent so much effort and time, and his spoils were all gone.

Just as the anger was burning in Zhao Mingzhe's heart, the dark green leaf on the plant in front of him was slowly turning a light yellow color at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.

Just as he was trying to figure out what was going on, Zhao Mingzhe suddenly felt someone's voice slowly approaching from behind him.

Suddenly turning around, Zhao Mingzhe saw that under the night sky, there were eight figures slowly walking over. It looked like the figures of these eight people would flicker and disappear at random. If they didn't know of the existence of the Hidden Shadow Technique, most people would have thought that they'd met a ghost and would've been scared to death!

These eight people stood not far from Zhao Mingzhe, and at the center, the man with only one eye said coldly:

"I never thought that at such a young age, you would dare to touch the Ghost Gate's head.

Zhao Mingzhe frowned, seeing that among the eight people, most of them were handicapped, some had lost their eyes, some had lost their ears, and some even had missing arms and legs, it looked like they were evil spirits that had escaped from hell.

At this moment, One-eyed Dragon, who was the first to speak, continued:

"Hand over the green fruit sariras and we'll give you a quick death. Otherwise, if you end up in our hands, you will be worse off than dead."

Zhao Mingzhe thought to himself, feeling that this Heaven Crippling Eight Ghost was the name of these people in front of him. Don't mention it, this name was very fitting.

It's not that I want to touch the ground on your Ghost Gate's head, it's just that your Ghost Gate's people first sent people to kill me. "Although I do want the green fruit sariras, before I make my move, the three people here want to kill me first. I can't not retaliate and lastly, the green fruit sariras are not in my hands!"

"Are you done?"

Zhao Mingzhe nodded his head with an indifferent expression. The one-eyed man coldly said:

"Since you're finished, that's good. I just want to tell you that what you just said was wrong. Since the people of our Ghost Gate want you to die, under normal circumstances, you should end it yourself or wait to be killed. "Now that the leaves on the green fruit sariras have changed to this state, it is obvious that they have matured and have been plucked away. Since you do not want to hand it over, there is no need to say anymore. You better prepare yourself for a fate worse than death."

Zhao Mingzhe sneered, and his voice became somewhat cold:

"Looks like what I just said was just for the dogs to hear." You said someone from the Ghost Gate wanted to kill me, then I should either wait for death or kill myself. Do you think that all the people in the world are your fathers?

Just as Zhao Mingzhe finished speaking, the one-eyed dragon who was talking to Zhao Mingzhe shouted coldly:

"You're courting death!"

In the midst of their shouts, eight completely different kinds of weapons were revealed by the opponent. These eight people instantly surrounded Zhao Mingzhe like the wind coming from beneath their feet.

His eyes turned cold, and with a thought, a long sword appeared in Zhao Mingzhe's hands. At that moment, Zhao Mingzhe had already decided to make the first move.

The long sword shone with a dazzling cold light, in that short moment, Zhao Mingzhe slashed out dozens of times. Speaking of which, this speed of drawing the sword was inseparable from Zhao Mingzhe's bitter training of repeating sword movements day after day.

The sword qi stabbed out, and formed a cross in the air as it rushed forward.

The sounds of metal clashing rang out unceasingly. The longswords in Zhao Mingzhe's hands had already clashed against the weapons of the eight opponents a few times.

Finally, the longsword that was not a divine weapon could no longer withstand the continuous collisions. With a kacha sound, it shattered into pieces.

Zhao Mingzhe was calm in the face of such danger, his left sleeve swept across the broken sword fragments, and took the chance to attack the few people who were rushing over, at the same time raising his right hand, he shouted:

"Three explorations of the Road to River Styx!"

Xiao Sha's incomparable air current began to gather around Zhao Mingzhe, the fingers that stabbed out were like sharp weapons that could take a person's life, they were extremely cold.

The three people in front of him bellowed at the same time, the force emitted from the weapons complemented each other in the air, as they welcomed Zhao Mingzhe's attacks.

In the blink of an eye, a shocking "click" resounded, and the air currents that were created from the impact caused the surrounding sand and rocks to fly into the air. Zhao Mingzhe and the three people in front of him all simultaneously retreated backwards.

The strong impact caused the blood and Qi on Zhao Mingzhe's chest to churn, while the other people on the other side took the chance to brandish their weapons and rush towards Zhao Mingzhe in succession.

With a long whistle, Zhao Mingzhe relied on his Floating Willow Body Art to continuously avoid all vital points, but he was still locked onto by a cold and stern iron hook on his shoulder!

Fresh blood spurted out, and Zhao Mingzhe's body directly fell to the ground.

Zhao Mingzhe felt a chill in his heart. The strength of these eight people were all above the Bone Forging stage.

Coincidentally, Zhao Mingzhe was far from being able to form Unconnected ring finger technique like that day, and carried a strong killing intent that shot into the sky.