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  All of this happened in an extremely short period of time, and when everything came to a standstill, everyone, including the people from the Wei family, were still in shock, staring blankly ahead with wide eyes, as if they couldn't digest what was happening before their eyes.

  A loud "whoosh" sound erupted, and Zhao Pu, who was cut in half by the crimson sword blade, suddenly burst into a fiery flame that engulfed his entire body.

  "Impossible! How could this be? Zhao Pu is an eighth-level cultivator, while Wei Ziming is just a fifth-level cultivator who has mastered a profound martial skill!" Yu Gao suddenly exclaimed with a shocked expression.

  "How is this possible! Uncle! How could he be killed by Wei Ziming, a whole three levels apart? Wei Ziming was actually able to cross three levels and kill my uncle!" Zhao Sheng exclaimed in extreme fear, his voice trembling. He had never heard of anyone being able to kill an enemy across three levels before, and the scene before him had left him stunned.

  "Is that all? Zǐ Míng!" Mo Róu Róu gazed at the back of Wei Zǐ Míng, murmuring softly, her beautiful eyes sparkling with delight and incredulity.

  "Haha! ......" While Wei Zihao and others reacted, they suddenly burst into wild laughter.

  At this time, Wei Ziming turned his head and looked towards Wei Zi Wu who was knocked flying by Zhao Pu's punch a moment ago.

  Although Wei Ziwu was seriously injured, his spirit was exhausted, and he looked extremely weak. His clothes were stained with blood, and a painful expression appeared between his eyebrows. However, he still struggled to prop up his body, and although fresh blood spilled from his mouth, a faint smile emerged.

  When Wei Ziming looked at him, Wei Zi Wu involuntarily coughed twice and spat out a mouthful of blood. However, the smile on his face grew even more pronounced. His dull eyes glanced at the young masters of the You and Zhao families, and for an instant, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes. In a hoarse voice, he whispered, "I'm not dead yet... Kill them."

  Wei Ziming nodded slightly, and the long sword 'Qing Li' in his hand quivered, emitting a sharp sword cry. In an instant, Wei Zimming transformed into a red light shadow, bursting towards the young masters of the You and Zhao families.

  Just as Wei Ziming disappeared completely, his voice sounded in Mo Rou's ear "Rou Rou auntie, please take care of my brother"

  Mo Ruoru suddenly heard Wei Ziming's voice and without any hesitation, directly walked towards the heavily injured Wei Zi Wu.

  "Brothers, take up your arms and go wipe out the rabbits of the Yu and Zhao families!" Old Da Wei Zihao looked at Wei Ziming, and with a loud shout, he charged forward with his steel knife.

  At David's shout, the second, third and fourth elders were suddenly awakened, grasping the steel knives in their hands and rushing up.

  Yu Gao Zhan and Zhao Sheng looked at Wei Zi Ming rushing over, instantly snapping out of their shocked state. Although they didn't know what Wei Zi Ming relied on to kill Zhao Pu, they knew they weren't his match. So when they saw Wei Zi Ming's movement, the two were greatly startled.

  "Run! Scatter and run!" Almost simultaneously, the two men let out a loud roar, and then, without regard for the reactions of others, Yu Gao Zhan and Zhao Sheng rushed out of the crowd in the first moment, fleeing rapidly in two different directions.

  Wei Ziming would not let go of the Yu and Zhao families, but there were many young people in both families. He also knew that the younger generation of the two families had scattered and escaped, so he could only try his best to keep the promising young people from both families behind.

  Yu Gaozhan and Zhao Sheng were the most promising ones, so Wei Ziming's first goal was these two people. Since they were scattered and escaped, Wei Ziming also didn't have a grasp on keeping both of them.

  Among them, Yu Gaozhan had his arm cut off and his potential was greatly reduced, so Zhao Sheng became the target of Wei Ziming.

  Zhao Sheng had not yet escaped the crowd when Wei Ziming suddenly rushed towards him, instantly shocked, almost without thinking, in the instant of fleeing, he suddenly kicked two consecutive feet on the bodies of two Zhao family children, and the two Zhao family children were immediately kicked flying, flying towards Wei Ziming.

  Wei Ziming did not expect Zhao Sheng to be so ruthless and decisive, actually using the life of his own family member to buy time for himself. Such a ruthless person was even more unbearable to keep around, Wei Zimming remained unmoved, consecutively slashing out two crimson sword lights.

  Two members of the Zhao family, used as human shields, were instantly killed after a flash of red light. However, they still managed to slow down Wei Ziming's pace, causing his speed to decrease slightly. Nevertheless, he would not let go of Zhao Sheng and continued to chase him.

  In the blink of an eye, Zhao Sheng and Wei Ziming's figures had disappeared from view, while the young masters of the two families, Yu and Zhao, scattered in all directions like a tree falling and monkeys scattering.

  The old guard Wei Zihao and others who were determined to kill the enemy in front of them did not achieve much, but only eliminated those who blocked their way, while the rest escaped without a trace.

  Helpless, Lao Dawei Zihao and others had no choice but to stop as well.

  "Old Seventh! How's your injury?" It was only then that everyone noticed Wei Ziwu's injury, and they asked.

  "Zhao Pu's one punch won't take my life, but I may need to rest for a while!" Wei Ziwu's face was deathly pale, with beads of cold sweat on his forehead and a faint red bloodstain on his lips, but he had already stopped coughing up blood, and his injuries were now under control.

  "Haha, it's nothing." Hearing that Wei Ziwu was fine, Wei Zihao let out a sigh of relief. Although he had a hint of jealousy towards Wei Ziwu in his heart, after all they were brothers, so he couldn't bring himself to behave like Zhao Sheng.

  "Yes! Fortunately, I didn't expect Old Eight to be able to kill Zhao Pu, and even more so, I didn't expect him to turn the tables for us in the end." At this time, Wei Zi Xiao let out a deep sigh. When someone is better than him, he can feel jealous, but when someone needs to look up to him, jealousy becomes nothing but a tedious emotion.

  "Wow! Lao Ba killing Zhao Pu is an unbelievable thing, to think that Zhao Pu was a strong master of the eighth level, and even three levels higher than Lao Ba!" Eldest Wei Zi Hao also sighed.

  "I perhaps know why Lao Ba was able to kill Zhao Pu." At this time, Lao San Wei Zi Feng suddenly spoke up.

  At that moment, Wei Zifeng's words attracted everyone's attention. The injured Wei Zi Wu looked up at Wei Zifeng, and Mo Rou's beautiful eyes also flashed with curiosity.

  "The sword in Lao Ba's hand is a divine sword that can cut through iron like mud. I and Lao Si personally saw how Lao Ba obtained that sword." Wei Zi Feng let out a soft sigh, then spoke up.

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