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The atmosphere became a little awkward as everyone stopped breathing. The scene froze at this moment. The mysterious youth felt that this was not the usual atmosphere. His mind was racing as he tried to figure out the origins of these people. He walked past them as if he did not see them, and found an empty seat to sit on.

He was afraid that the youth would slip away when he wasn't paying attention. Seeing that the youth had found a seat, he started to provoke him: "Hey, kid, today's been reserved. If you want to have a midnight snack, you should go somewhere else."

The young man looked around him and snorted, "Why would I leave if there's a vacant seat? Besides, didn't you come here today just to wait for me? I'm already here, why would you let me leave like this?"

Dao Ren said angrily as he nodded his head, "Brat, you are indeed arrogant, not a little bit … "Today, I'll take your life …"

The youth's originally calm eyes suddenly turned cold. His eyes narrowed slightly and a bright light flashed like two beams of red light. Scarface, who had just opened his mouth, suddenly trembled and took two steps back. He felt like he was a rat who was being stared at by a venomous snake. In this scorching summer day, he actually broke out in a cold sweat.

However, how could he lose face under the watchful eyes of his boss? The knife lightly coughed and Scarface jumped out like a conditioned reflex. A series of crisp roundhouse kicks was sent towards the teenager. His actions were completed in an instant with a sharp and imposing manner.

The corners of the youth's mouth curled up into a sinister smile.

Bang! A deep muffled sound was emitted from the collision between the wrists and ankles. The young man did not move an inch, but the scar-face flew backwards.

The teenager's heart skipped a beat. He grabbed Scarface's leg with his right hand and suddenly turned around.

BOOM! Knifescar and the others took two steps back and took in a breath of cold air. They looked at the youth and the "meat patty" on the wall in horror. The previously arrogant face of Knifescar was now a mixture of blood and brain matter.

The bloody scene caused some people to immediately spit out everything they had just eaten.

The youth slowly spoke out, "I don't want to cause trouble. None of you should challenge my tolerance limit. Don't let me act again!"

The youth let out a heavy snort and swung his leg to kick a "human sandbag" in front of him.

"Ah ~ ~ ~" Along with a shrill cry, the person's body flew backwards and continuously knocked away seven people. He just so happened to be sent flying back by the youth …

Make way for a path.

The blade roared angrily as his right arm shook. Accompanied by a strong gust of wind, the fist struck at the back of the youth's head at a tricky angle.

In the whole of Northern Anhui, even the tyrants would be polite to him if they saw him. If he had to make a name for himself in the Northern Anhui, even if he couldn't get into the top ten, he definitely wouldn't be in the top twenty. And the strength of one's strength represented the nobility of one's status, especially in this underground underworld, which was similar to the ancient beast battle arena.

And today, under the gaze of his subordinate, his temper, which was originally not very good, was now courteous to the teenager in front of him in order to show his bearing. But today, under the gaze of his subordinate, his temper, which was not very good, was now polite to the teenager in front of him in order to show his bearing.

For the sake of his prestige and the dignity of the gang, he had to subdue this seemingly cultured young man, give an explanation to his subordinates, and also give an explanation to the entire gang, the gang couldn't tolerate anyone bullying them. Therefore, this time, he had directly used his full strength. The strength was so great that the sound of air being torn apart could be heard.

"Bang ~" The youth who had just taken a few steps suddenly turned his head around and roared as he swung his fist accurately at the blade's fist.

"Bam!" The large and small fists collided with each other, and with a metallic clang, the youth was forced two steps back, leaving behind two deep footprints on the ground. However, his expression was calm, as if he wasn't hurt at all.

On the other hand, the blade ruthlessly struck the wall ten meters away. His entire upper body was trembling, while his right hand was badly mangled and deformed. There was a twisted little finger on the white bone.

So powerful! Too strong! If the strength of the youth destroying Dao Ba with one move had surprised the group of blade wielding guys, then this full strength punch of his had made their hearts tremble. Being familiar with their Big Bro's valiant strength, they estimated the terrifying strength of that punch in their hearts.

And when the youth's move met with blood, or even death, they felt a chill from the bottom of their hearts.

The young man looked at the blade coldly, "If the enemy is hateful towards you, then you must completely kill him. You absolutely must not leave any future troubles for yourself, especially for the enemy with tyrannical strength. Your luck is bad, your strength is strong, and your eyes are filled with hatred. "If this were an illusory world, I would be able to spare your life. However, in this real world where human lives are as cheap as a dog's, you can only accept your misfortune."

With his right foot raised, a rock the size of a human head was thrown towards the knife. The knife smacked the wall with his left hand and his body charged forward diagonally.

However, his speed should have been so fast that it would have hit the youth. Yet, his feet stomped on the air at the same time, and a bad premonition flashed in his heart.

With a deep roar, a tearing pain came from his lower abdomen, and the knife was once again mercilessly thrown out like a sack.

This time, the youth did not hold back at all. The knife felt as if all the bones in his body had been dismembered. His bones were shattered and his chest cavity was completely dislocated.

With all of his strength, Kneeling on the ground, Kneeling with trembling hands, Kneeling with lifeless eyes, Kneeling with huge mouthfuls of blood.

The youth slowly walked to the back of the blade, his gloomy eyes slowly sweeping across the audience, "Don't provoke anyone, otherwise, take responsibility for the consequences!"

His right fist suddenly turned into a palm and struck the back of the knife that was still kneeling.

"Pa ~ Pu Pu …" After a light sound, the two eyes of the knife shot out two streams of white light in front of everyone's eyes and rolled to the foot of a person's feet.

After a moment of silence, that person suddenly let out a mournful howl at the eyeball he was standing on and kept backing up in fear.

The entire battlefield instantly boiled up. Everyone looked at this unbelievable scene in fear.

Ye Zichen slapped both of their eyeballs. It was obvious that their brains had been turned into paste. To be able to achieve such an effect, not only would it require a terrifying amount of strength, but most importantly, it required incredible speed and skill. Only by reaching the extreme point of calmness from the extreme would one be able to achieve such a breathtaking effect.

The crowd automatically parted a wide path, but after a few steps, the young man suddenly turned around. His gaze swept across the crowd, finally landing on these fugitives, "I think it's necessary for me to say that from now on, I am the legend of Hubei Province." This cold tone made everyone's heart tremble again.

"What?" The knife died? And he didn't even have the strength to fight back? Is what you guys said true? " In a villa, the gang leader roared crazily as he listened to the news of the death of the knife. He did not dare to believe that someone could easily kill the knife. He knew the strength of the knife. Besides a few extraordinary old guys, who else could effortlessly slaughter the famous knife in Northern Anhui. It seemed like things were not as simple as he had imagined. Killing Saber, and even more so a youth around the age of seventeen or eighteen, just who was this person to begin with? Who would dare to kill his first general without a second thought? Could it be him? That soul reaper from hell? He really couldn't figure it out …

"Who cares who he is. Even if he is the god of heaven, I still want him to pay with his life. No one can stop me from avenging Dao." He clenched his fists and stared out of the window into the endless darkness as he muttered to himself with an ice-cold tone.

From the second day on, the members of the gang began to investigate in an attempt to find out who had killed the knife. Rumors began to spread outside, and the teenager inadvertently found out that the gang leader was looking for him.

He coldly snorted a few times and said in his heart: "You want to silence me first? Alright, since that's the case, I shall send all of you members of the Axe Gang to hell to accompany this blade. Then, I will use your blood to contribute to the opening of this altar for my bloodthirsty blade. "

It was already nighttime. The city's clamor had completely covered the sound of a Star Tavern in the city center's plaza. The mysterious youth wielded a single blade and killed his way to the front. This was the Nightless City in the center of the provincial capital. It was an important stronghold of the gang.

The youth had long figured out the distribution of power in the gang. After pondering for a day, he decided to launch an attack on the gang stronghold in the center of the gang. Thus, he decided to book a room here.

The youth already knew that the upper level was the headquarters of this faction's stronghold. However, he didn't expect that the moment he walked out of the door, he would see tens of people charging towards him with machetes in their hands. It was obvious that they were suspicious and saw him on the monitor in the room before killing him. Upon seeing this, the young man harrumphed coldly and charged forward. With a lightning strike, he chopped down three people with a single slash.

When the members of the gang saw this, they were shocked. They never thought that this young man in front of them had such a powerful saber skill. However, they were also people who had rolled on the edge of a blade. They were not afraid of this youth's bravery. Relying on his numbers and on his own territory, he rushed over shouting and killing.

The youth brandished his sword and slashed at the long corridor. Wherever he went, no one could stop him. The members of the gang thought that they could gain some advantage, but they were all forced back by his one-sided attack. The youth was like a tiger in a flock of sheep, killing those people and forcing them to retreat. All the way until they reached the top floor.