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Hearing that person announce his name, Gao Huai and the others revealed a trace of fear, and quietly told Liu Meng the other party's identity, not allowing him to be rash.

In Green City's Zhao Clan, there were over ten thousand clansmen and many geniuses within the clan. Any direct descendant of the Zhao Clan had a high chance of awakening the Martial Soul!

The martial arts resources that they could obtain, even if they couldn't compare to a divine cultivation sect like Netherworld Sect, would still be considered a very outstanding clan within the clan's legacy.

Judging from his palm attack, he should have broken through to the 2nd level of the Martial Disciple realm. Such an expert with a powerful Genuine Essence and tyrannical battle power, could be considered one of the best in this year's batch of disciples.

Seeing the reaction of Gao Huai and the others, that disciple of the Zhao Clan revealed a proud expression. As long as he mentioned the name of the Zhao Clan, he could intimidate them.

"Brother Lin, Brother Du, Brother Chen, those three Level 2 Demonic Wolf, even if it's a gift from me, Zhao Jue, to the three brothers, we have to take care of each other in the sect in the future."

"Brother Zhao is too polite. We will be the sect's elites in the future and we need to support the heavens for our Netherworld Sect. Of course, we need to interact more."

The four of them were talking and laughing, and their expressions were filled with arrogance.

"Humph!" I still have not nodded my head. This Demonic Wolf was killed by me, Liu Meng, even if it was rotten in the mud, I will not give it to you! "

"Hm!?"

That disciple called Zhao Jue suddenly raised his eyebrows, and his face became gloomy and emotionless. The corners of his mouth curled up as he coldly said: "Then I will see if you have the ability to stop me or not!"

Just as his voice fell, Zhao Jue had already stomped heavily on the ground, as he charged straight towards Liu Meng.

Liu Meng was also like the name, he could be considered a warrior who feared nothing in the world, he roared, and did not care about the background of the opponent, or how deep his cultivation was, he clenched his teeth and punched out, fully activating his Genuine Essence, punching out at the opponent.

"BOOM!"

The two fists clashed, and green light shone on Zhao Jue's fist, as a majestic force immediately surged forth and directly sent Liu Meng flying.

"You overestimate yourself!"

Zhao Jue slowly retracted his fist and continued to walk toward Liu Meng while sneering. A green light flashed on his fist once again, ruthlessly smashing onto his chest.

"Boom!"

After the second fist strike, Liu Meng's aura immediately dissipated without a trace, and his entire body continued to emit cracking sounds as countless of his bones were broken.

"Liu Meng!" Gao Huai and the rest were shocked, they rushed forward to save his.

"Halt!" Zhao Jue's three companions coldly shouted and stood in front of him to protect him. The aura that exploded from their bodies was only stronger than Zhao Jue's, and definitely not weaker than his.

"Heh heh, kid, tell me now, are those three Demonic Wolf really mine, Zhao Jue?" Zhao Jue laughed sinisterly as he walked step by step towards Liu Meng.

"Pui!" Bastard! "When my boss arrives, he'll definitely beat you into a pile of dog shit!" Liu Meng spat out a mouthful of blood, as he gasped for breath with a fierce expression.

Zhao Jue was so angry that he laughed instead. Liu Meng's persistence angered him, and the tougher others were, the more he liked to bully them. This was Zhao Jue's hobby.

"I have nothing better to do tonight, so I'll show Brother Lin how I can flay this kid's skin and his tendons!"

Zhao Jue walked over, and ruthlessly kicked Liu Meng to the ground. Then, he stepped on his back, and prepared to kill him.

Suddenly, from the depths of the forest, a shadow flashed across the ground, appearing and disappearing at high speed. In the blink of an eye, the shadow was within a hundred meters of them.

Zhao Jue was shocked. He wanted to retreat, but a green fist that carried several tens of thousands of kilograms of strength had already struck his chest.

"Crack!"

Zhao Jue was like a rag, flying backwards, his entire chest dropped four to five inches, the clothes behind him made a cracking sound, and shockingly was broken through by the strong force that passed through his body!

"Who is it!?"

Zhao Jue's comrade was shocked, he immediately rushed forward a few steps to support Zhao Jue.

A few people's gazes turned towards Liu Meng. The person was stooping down and helped Liu Meng up, and asked indifferently: "How is it?"

"He won't die!" Liu Meng saw the person coming, and immediately revealed a face full of joy, clenching his teeth, he replied loudly.

"Boss!" Gao Huai and the others were also shocked and ran over.

"Hmm? It's you, Lin Yue! "

Suddenly, a voice full of hatred came from the group of people.

Lin Yue turned around, and saw the disciple who was praised as a genius by the Eastwood City, Lin Hsing!

"What, Brother Lin, you know him?"

"Hmph, didn't I tell you that my younger brother, Lin Qiang, has been crippled by someone? The person who crippled my younger brother is him!"

A few days ago, Lin Hsing went to the Eastwood Sect to write a letter and confirmed that his brother had indeed been defeated by Lin Yue.

Lin Feitu specifically asked him to find a chance to kill Lin Yue, and not let this little bastard live on.

With the sect rules suppressing him, he was not able to take action, but now, in the deep mountains and wilderness, with enemies meeting, Lin Hsing's heart immediately filled with killing intent!

"Brother Lin, I, Du Jiang, am willing to do it for you." Beside Lin Hsing, the disciple surnamed Du spoke out with loyalty.

"Brother Du …"

"Brother Lin, if you treat me, Du Jiang, as your brother, then don't be courteous with me, if not, I, Du Jiang will treat you as looking down on me!"

"Alright then!" "You can go!" Lin Hsing, seeing that Du Jiang had said it in such a way, did not want to refute his words.

A flash of light flashed past Du Jiang's eyes. With a wave of his large hand, his figure flashed, and as fast as a swimming dragon, he instantly rushed towards Lin Yue.

"What a fast speed!"

Lin Yue immediately became alarmed and threw out a punch, wanting to stop the other party.

The route that Du Jiang took twisted and turned, dodging Lin Yue's majestic fist force, the tip of his finger shot out a green light, fiercely hitting Lin Yue in the chest.

"Hu!"

The power of the finger attack immediately sent Lin Yue flying into the forest beside him. Du Jiang turned around and quickly followed suit.

Lin Yue shook his body to clear the stiff numbness in his body, then turned and fled into the depths of the dark forest.

The corner of Du Jiang's mouth revealed a sly smile, and his body faintly paused for a moment, allowing Lin Yue to escape for a few meters before he suddenly sped up and chased after him.

Very quickly, the two people disappeared from the sight of Lin Hsing and the rest.

"Hu hu!" After running for two to three miles, the crumbling Lin Yue in front of him suddenly stopped, turned around and coldly and stared at Du Jiang who was chasing after him.

"Hmm? "There's no escape now. Hehe, boy, hand over the bag with the Spirit Pill on your waist, and don't trouble Master Du to do it himself."

He had actually seen through the Spirit Pill inside the bag on Lin Yue's body!

It turned out that Du Jiang was the same as Zheng Wan, he was also a martial master who owned a plant Martial Soul.

When he realized that Lin Yue was actually carrying a bag of Spirit Pill, flames of greed surged and he immediately stood in front of Lin Hsing.

"Trash!"

But at this time, not only was there no fear on Lin Yue's face, instead, there was a thick ridicule on it. He stared at Du Jiang and sneered, saying with disdain: "You think your movement technique is so awesome? "In my eyes, you are just acting dumb, just trash!"

"What!?" Du Jiang's face changed, revealing a sinister killing intent.

"Now, I'll let this trash see what speed is!" Lin Yue's legs suddenly became thicker, and under his feet, a dense cyan light flashed.

"This is!?" Du Jiang was shocked, his heart suddenly had a strong premonition, his soul felt the cold aura of death.

"Wandering Dragon Steps!" He suddenly gritted his teeth and once again performed his elegant and graceful move.

However, he had only moved twenty feet before his body suddenly stiffened and he stopped on the spot.

A stream of dark red blood flowed from his neck.

Lin Yue held the black dagger in his hand, standing by his side, the edge of the dagger was not touched at all, it was still as bright and clean as ever.

"What …" "Possibly?"

"Puff!"

The blood in his skull suddenly erupted, causing Du Jiang's head to roll on the ground. Only his headless body remained.

Lin Yue kept his Spirit Sword and kicked Du Jiang's head away, then rushed back the way he came. Waves of gales swept past and the fallen leaves fell like a tide.