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Boom! Boom! Boom!

The silver needle accurately hit the bullet and exploded. Wu Dong's body didn't receive any damage.

"What?" How is that possible? "

Lao Ding almost could not believe his own eyes. He did not expect Wu Dong to be this powerful;

Not only Lao Ding, the mercenaries were also shocked. They had unleashed all of their powers, but they had not caused any damage to Wu Dong. It was simply unimaginable.

Sou sou sou!

Wu Dong did not idle around and took the opportunity to block. He shot out a few more silver needles, and this time, they fiercely pierced through several mercenary's fatal acupoints, causing them to fall to the ground with a loud thud, blood flowing out of their mouths.

There were hundreds of human acupoints, and thirty-six of them were fatal.

For Wu Dong who was an expert in Ancient Chinese Medicine, he had already completely mastered all of these.

The remaining 10 mercenaries panicked, they never expected Wu Dong to be so powerful.

They had never seen such a formidable opponent in their lives.

Very quickly, Wu Dong shot forward like an arrow, and clashed with the enemy.

The mercenaries decisively threw down their submachine guns, picked up their four foot long steel blades and slashed at Wu Dong.

The shiny blade reflected the sunlight, and it was cold.

When Li Ziruo, who was on the roof, saw all of this, he was extremely worried. Only now did she realise how helpless she had been, for Wu Dong to remind her of this some time ago.

Wu Dong took a few quick steps and dodged, looking for a good opportunity to strike.

Suddenly, two mercenaries slashed towards Wu Dong's left and right. Wu Dong purposely stood in place for a moment, then quickly jumped out when the steel blade was about to approach him.

"Pu ci!"

"Pu ci!"

Because of the inertia, the two mercenaries continued to hack forward and coincidentally hacked into each other. At that moment, blood flowed like a river and they both died together.

"Hahaha, useless thing, what a fool!"

Wu Dong laughed with his head raised to the sky.

Just then, a mercenary took the chance to slash at his back. Wu Dong dodged suddenly when he noticed, but it was already too late.

The sharp steel blade left a bloody wound on his back. Suddenly, a strong stab of pain came from his back.

"Dammit, you actually dared to sneak attack me. You must be tired of living!"

Without caring about the pain, Wu Dong suddenly turned around, and each of his hands had a steel needle as he stabbed it into the middle of the mercenary's eyebrows.

The acupoint between the eyebrows was commonly known as the Hall of Impressions. It was located between the eyebrows. As long as it was pierced, one would die without a doubt.

"Aiya! "I'm in so much pain …"

Wu Dong fiercely stabbed two silver needles into the mercenary's body. The mercenary didn't even have time to scream before he died.

Wu Yu, the thought that came out of Wu Dong's mind, was extremely surprised, "Good boy, you are even more ruthless than me today."

"Come on, let's hurt each other!"

Wu Dong held the silver needle in his hand and roared loudly, a berserk look flashing across his eyes.

Sweat mixed with blood, making him look terrifying.

The clothes on his back had already been dyed red with blood.

Wu Dong quickly gathered the blood circulation energy, the Supreme Yang Qi surging in his body as it healed his wounds.

When one reaches the first level of mental state, they can repair the general wounds on the body.

The remaining seven to eight mercenaries looked at each other in dismay. They were all scared and didn't dare to take a step forward.

Lao Ding who was on the roof was flustered and exasperated. He clenched his fists and roared loudly: "You bunch of useless things. He's just one person.

When Li Ziruo saw this scene, she was pleasantly surprised. Although she was tied to a stone pillar, she was still trying her best to cheer for Wu Dong. "Wu Dong, you're the best at defeating these bastards."

Li Ziruo was extremely excited, as though she had seen the dawn of victory.

Under Lao Ding's urging, the mercenaries downstairs had no choice but to charge forth again.

The three mercenaries rushed to the front and mercilessly chopped at Wu Dong.

Wu Dong quickly moved his feet, dodging their long blades, and fiercely pierced his silver needles into their fatal acupoints.

"Ah ~ Ah ~ Ah!"

With three miserable cries, the three mercenaries fell to the ground. Their eyes were wide open, but they had already stopped breathing.

"You help the evil, damn you. Therefore, you all are not qualified to die with your eyes still open! "

Wu Dong closed their eyes.

There were only three or four mercenaries left, and they were on the verge of collapse, trembling as they stood in place, not daring to move.

"You bastards, go to hell."

Wu Dong roared.

This angry shout was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. The mercenaries were utterly crushed as they ran for their lives.

Honor and dignity had long been forgotten. Surviving was the most important thing.

However, Wu Dong would not let them go, because they were evil!

"You want to run? How can it be that easy?"

A hint of ruthlessness flashed across Wu Dong's face. He had already grasped four silver needles in his hand, with two each in his left and right hands.

Sou sou sou!

Wu Dong quickly threw the silver needles out and fiercely pierced into their fatal acupoints.

The four mercenaries fell to the ground, lifeless.

"Lao Ding, it's your turn."

Wu Dong wiped off the blood on his face and said fiercely.

"Good boy, tiger doesn't show off its might. You don't even know how many eyes Prince Ma has!"

Lao Ding fiercely jumped down from the rooftop and landed on the ground, leaving a deep footprint.

"Who cares what you are, I will kill you!"

Wu Dong said fiercely.

Lao Ding was furious, no one dared to speak to him like that, if there was anyone else, they would have died already, "Brat, look at this! "Howl …"

Lao Ding's sunken eyes revealed a bloodthirsty look, as though he wanted to tear Wu Dong to shreds. His fist carried a roiling wave of air as it whizzed over.

Wu Dong could feel the strong power from a few metres away.

Facing the enemy's fierce attack, he was already prepared and didn't have a single trace of fear.

With a violent shake of his hands, his five fingers swiftly joined together, and a surge of Supreme Yang Qi surged through his limbs and bones, rapidly converging on his hands.

Wu Dong clenched his fists tightly, forming a pair of fists, and welcomed the attack.

Clang!

The moment they came into contact, the two powerful forces collided, producing a deafening sound.

The powerful shockwave sent the two flying several meters away.

Wu Dong slid for a distance before he managed to stabilize himself.

Although he had used up all his strength, it was a pity that his opponent's strength was too strong. A little blood still flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

However, Lao Ding was still safe and sound.

"Brat, I didn't expect you to have such guts, but it's of no use!"

Lao Ding sneered.

Wu Dong wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth and coldly replied: "Really? You are quite strong, but you still have this one. "

Wu Dong stretched out his pinky and then turned his head towards the ground, carrying a deep sense of humiliation.