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"Kill!" The team leapt forward, their black figures moving like a phantom in the night sky. Cold light flashed, bringing with it blossoms of blood, and screams of agony rang out as the Thief fell to the ground and died.

It was clear that the strength of Nethermoon Team was not something that a Thief could withstand.

Da Biao's expression changed. He never thought that his own person would be so weak. Staring at the motionless Little Tian Feng, he roared, "You stupid thief who doesn't know the limits of heaven and earth, I'll let you have a taste of this Master's broadsword."

With a flick of his blade, Big Biao leapt up into the air and charged towards Little Tian Feng's head with the power of thunder and lightning.

"Boom!"

A shadow of a wolf appeared on the black figure of Little Tian Feng before disappearing from where he stood.

Soon after, a large blade fell from the sky.

With a loud noise, a deep trench dozens of meters long appeared.

"Heh, I really didn't expect that you, this idiot, would really have some ability." Da Biao was slightly surprised. After all, the other party had actually calmly left under his explosive strength and blade's coercion. he was not a simple person!

He suddenly turned around, but before Da Biao could launch his attack, he felt a tremendous force coming from his chest. His tall and sturdy body was directly pressed to the ground. After taking a closer look, Da Biao's body trembled.

A ferocious wolf looked down at him, drool dripping from its white fangs. A beefy wolf claw was firmly pressed on his chest, piercing through the flesh of his chest.

What was going on? Where did this formidable wolf come from? Large Biao's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his eyes were a little dazed.

"This young master is here to kill someone, so I won't play with you." Even though you're a pretty good sparring partner. " Little Tian Feng coldly said as the black figure walked to his side.

"You … "What do you mean?" Big Biao was a bit nervous, as he had a bad premonition.

"Kacha!" A crisp sound of bones breaking could be heard. The Howling Celestial Dog's huge wolf claw directly pressed down. Da Biao's internal organs immediately turned into a pile of mud and his head tilted to the side as he died.

Perhaps even in his wildest dreams, he would never have imagined that he would die in such a miserable manner. Yet, a mighty expert of the late stage of the Profound King Stage had been easily killed by someone like that.

With a sneer, Little Tian Feng turned around and walked back into the manor. "I already told you that those who resist stubbornly will be killed without mercy. Since you dare to resist, then don't blame me for being ruthless."

At this moment, the Ash Wolf Manor was in chaos. Servants were kneeling on the ground, and guards were constantly falling. A cold smile hung on Little Tianfeng's face as he leisurely strolled about, as though he was taking a stroll in his own residence.

"How dare you! Who dares to be so impudent in the Ash Wolf Gang!" A figure rushed out from the manor, his face filled with rage.

However, before he could even react, a figure had already come over. What caused him even more fright was that the figure had actually sped up and directly grabbed his neck.

"You, I am the Second Leader of the Green Wolf Gang, the martial tomb. If you dare to touch a single hair on my head, the Green Wolf Gang will fight to the death with you!" Do you believe that you won't be able to leave the Ash Wolf Gang!? " Being controlled by others, the Martial Tomb no longer had its aggressive attitude from before.

The Gray Wolf Gang were all bullies of the weak and afraid of the strong. With a cold smile, Little Tianfeng's fingers gradually exerted force.

"Let him go! and then come up and die! " A cold and domineering voice sounded.

Little Tian Feng raised his head to look, only to see a powerful middle-aged man walking out slowly. Behind him, there were hundreds of elite thieves with gleaming eyes, emitting killing intent from their entire bodies.

"Big brother, kill these brats and ignore me …" Because it was hard for him to breathe, the Martial Tomb's face was flushed, and even its words were somewhat incoherent.

Brother? It seemed like this was the Ash Wolf's leader, Marquis Wu, and Wu Zihan's father?

Little Tian Feng sniggered as he exerted his strength. With a crisp sound, Wu Mu's head snapped, "You think too highly of yourself. If you want my life, then let's see if you have the ability to do so!"

"I will make you wish you were dead!" A fierce light flashed across his eyes. The might of a peak Profound King on Marquis Wu's body exploded out.

"Very good, eat this young master's sword first!" The Nethermoon Sword was unsheathed. Instantly, countless sword blades burst out, condensing into nine huge sword shadows that rapidly shot towards Wu Hou.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" A series of explosions rang out as Marquis Wu continuously retreated. With every step he took, his expression became more serious. As his thoughts spun around, he constantly pondered about the identity of the other party and why he was staring at the Blue Wolf Gang.

"Your strength is not bad, you actually forced this Sect Master to retreat. However, if you only have this little strength, then leave your life behind today." With a furious expression, Wu Hou shouted, "Kill!"

"Kill!" As the two sides engaged in a fierce battle, Marquis Wu personally came to see Little Tian Feng. With just that one attack, he knew that his opponent was a thorny guy. Even if he was confident, he knew that he wouldn't be able to take care of him without wasting time.

The crescent moon blades continuously collided with the opponent's palm, and the strong profound energy from all four directions forced no one to dare to approach their battle circle.

He was indeed a fellow who dared to contest with his grandfather. It seemed that he had been at the peak of the Profound King Stage for a long time, and could be considered one of the top of the peak of the Profound King Stage. Furthermore, the gap in strength for every stage after the Xuan King was huge. It was already difficult for them to deal with someone at the peak of the Xuan King's strength.

Gritting his teeth, Little Tian Feng continued to defend against Wu Hou's storm-like violent attacks. With a grave expression, he used the Dark Moon Saber Technique to the extreme.

"Heh heh, you're only so strong in the Nether Moon Domain. How dare you bully my Ash Wolf with such strength? "Die!" With an evil grin on his face, Wu Hou released all the power from his body towards Little Tian Feng. At the same time, a solid paw print appeared on top of his head.

Lil 'Tian Feng bent his body and looked up at the life threatening claw imprint with narrowed eyes. Two gigantic wolf claws appeared on his feet. With a low wolf howl, he instantly disappeared from where he stood.

Boom!" He knew that his attack had missed. Before he could even react, he felt a pain in his chest. He looked down and saw a scimitar had pierced through his heart, revealing half of it.

"How is this possible?" His aura rapidly withered as blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. The Marquis' eyes were filled with disbelief as he muttered to himself in a low voice.

"There is nothing that is impossible. Perhaps my cultivation is weaker than yours. However, my cultivation does not represent my strength." Little Tian Feng whispered into Marquis Wu's ear with a faint smile, but in his heart, he could not help but sigh.

This < Divine Wolf Method > is indeed a Divine level cultivation technique. Even if I were to comprehend just a little bit of it right now, it would already become the deciding factor for this battle.

It seemed that if there was a chance, he really had to obtain the [Four Symbols Divine Art]! What was that slovenly old man's identity? How could he give the Divine Arts to him so easily?

"Tell me, it seems like we don't have any grudges between us. Why did you choose the Ash Wolf Gang?" Marquis Wu's aura was weak.

"You can only blame your son, Wu Zihan. He killed two of my men. Therefore, he deserved to die! Your Blue Wolf Gang deserves to die too! " Little Tian Feng said solemnly, "Don't tell me your son has nothing to do with your Blue Wolf Gang. Don't forget where we are, the Domain of Chaos! It's always the law of the jungle, this is only because your strength is not enough! "

"Haha, it was actually provoked by my most prideful son. Alright, I'll accept this disaster. However, don't be too complacent. Since my son can kill your men, he will naturally come and take care of you! "Just you wait." With a crazed laugh, the aura that the Marquis had disappeared once again burst forth.

Little Tian Feng's expression changed slightly as he said coldly, "Dying people still want to struggle? "Rest in peace, I will let your son accompany you!"

The Nethermoon Blade struck down and the Martial Marquis's dantian shattered. The momentum that he had built up ceased once again …