Chapter 43: Killing Six People in a Row

  A robust man with a hint of disdain on his face, not even exerting himself fully, simply swung an iron rod at Wei Hong, in his opinion, the Wei Hong in front of him had already been intimidated by his killing aura.

  Just as the iron rod was about to reach his face, Wei Hong's stunned expression disappeared, replaced by a cold and ruthless look. He let out a low growl, stepped forward with the Lingbo Step, swung his fists, and fiercely collided with the iron rod.

  Boom

  Wei Hong launched a full-force attack, directly punching the iron rod out of the sturdy man's hand. He then took swift steps and heavily smashed his foot onto the man's head.

  "What?" The sturdy man showed a hint of surprise, but he reacted quickly and was about to retreat backwards, however, it was already too late.

  "Go to hell." Wei Hong's fists burst out with tremendous power, at this moment, he had the strength of five tigers, directly smashing the robust man's skull into pieces, red and white matter flowed out, wetting the ground.

  In an instant, with just one move, Wei Hong killed the robust man of Martial Artist Sixth Pin, then his icy gaze turned to the others, whose faces still had not faded from their cheers and were filled with shock.

  Wei Hong didn't hesitate at all, directly charging towards them with his overbearing knife in hand, his entire body emitting a strong intent to fight, fiercely chopping towards the five of them.

  "Ah, this kid actually killed the boss! Let's go together." One of the scar-faced men finally came to his senses, a hint of horror on his face, and shouted loudly.

  Needless to say, the other four men also charged at Wei Hong with their own motionless weapons. It has to be said that these five fugitives, although their cultivation was not high, but their actual combat experience was quite strong.

  Wei Hong's Lingbo Steps had reached the extreme, and he was not flustered at all. In his opinion, the best way to cultivate was through life-and-death battles, and only in battle could one elevate themselves.

  One sword forced the other four to retreat, and Wei Hong instantly charged towards the scar-faced man. At this time, the faces of several people behind changed, and they desperately attacked Wei Hong together. The scar-faced man's face revealed a hint of disdain: "You really think I'm that easy to defeat?"

  However, just as Wei Hong was about to reach the scar-faced man, he suddenly turned around and rushed towards a thin, short old man in the north, his whole body radiating an aura of killing intent, fiercely chopping down at the old man.

  "The Endless Long Sword"

  Under the old dwarf's terror, there was no chance to stop him at all. Wei Hong directly cut him in half, and at the same time, he turned around abruptly and blocked the attacks of the other four people.

  At this time, the remaining four people looked at each other and launched their strongest attack on Wei Hong. However, Wei Hong dodged and weaved, then found an opportunity to behead another one-eyed man with a single knife strike.

  Only three people were left, and at this time, the scar-faced man's eyes revealed a hint of terror, because he had realized that the eleven or twelve-year-old boy in front of him was actually a ruthless killer who didn't even blink when taking lives, and was even more brutal than they were.

  As he thought so, a hint of retreat flowed out in his heart, and as this idea flashed by, his offensive was not that sharp, while Wei Hong's gaze turned to another long sword man.

  Although the man's swordsmanship was fierce, Wei Hong instantly saw at least ten openings in his technique. With a very relaxed and effortless move, he drifted to the man's side and killed him with one slash of his knife.

  In the blink of an eye, six scattered cultivators were left behind, leaving only two people. One was a scar-faced man wielding a battle axe, and the other was the only middle-aged woman, whose face also showed a hint of terror.

  "Little brother, you've already killed four of us. Why don't we just stop here?" The middle-aged woman wielded a long whip, but no matter how fierce the whip wind was, it couldn't touch Wei Hong at all. Instead, Wei Hong took advantage of an opportunity and directly chopped off her shoulder with one knife.

  "Not bad, little brother, we're also doing things for others. This time, let's consider it passed, and we'll leave immediately, how about that?" The scar-faced man was also frightened, and hastily said so, but his small eyes flickered, unsure of what he was thinking."

  Wei Hong stopped his attack and asked calmly, "Have we passed this level? I'm asking you, how many people have passed this level in total? And what's next, how many more levels are there? Who are you?"

  "We are all scattered cultivators, hired by the Wei family with a large sum of money to come here and guard. As long as we hold out for ten days, it's fine, and if we kill you, we won't be punished either. Even your belongings will be ours. We don't know about the next few passes, but in short, among these people, we are the weakest, so we're assigned to the first pass." The middle-aged woman said hastily after seeing Wei Hong stop his attack and taking a deep breath.

  "How many people have passed?" Wei Hong asked a more concerned question.

  "We only killed a dozen or so young men, and they were all alone. After all, your Wei family has rules, if it's a team of more than ten people, we're not allowed to make a move." The middle-aged woman said again.

  "Alright, you can leave now." Wei Hong glanced at the scar-faced man and the middle-aged woman, saying indifferently. After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked towards Wei Ning, who still hadn't recovered.

  Wei Hong turned around to see the scar-faced man and the middle-aged woman exchanging a glance, their eyes flashing with a fierce and sinister light as they both made a move towards him.

  "The axe is exhausted."

  "Sweeping away thousands of troops with a whip"

  The scar-faced man and the middle-aged woman both used their strongest attack methods as soon as they made a move, heavily smashing towards Wei Hong's back, while also revealing a relaxed expression on their faces. Although this kid was quite formidable, after all, he still had less experience.

  Just as the two men's attacks were about to reach Wei Hong, they suddenly changed color and saw that Wei Hong had disappeared from his original position, and their attacks also fell into empty space.

  Wei Hong appeared behind the two and directly swung his blade at the middle-aged woman, who didn't even have time to turn around before the blade pierced through her body.

  "Barbarian King's Three Styles."

  Wei Hong swung his blade and suddenly charged at the scar-faced man, not giving him any time to react. His fists landed squarely on the man's body, causing him to spit out blood nonstop.

  "The world is in chaos."

  After dozens of punches, Wei Hong's final punch sent him flying into the branches of a tree. He fell with his eyes rolled back and died on the spot.

  Wei Hong let out a long sigh of relief, he had no intention of letting these two off, what just happened was just an illusion, next, he should take a look at whether the spoils of war were rich or not.