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Chapter 386: The Evil God is here, who dares to harm my brothers!

Chapter 386: Chapter 386: The Evil God is here, who dares to harm my brothers!

Third-rate masters: They already possess the combat capability of an ordinary soldier. Entering the view of common people, they can almost defeat the enemy with a single move!

The peak third-rate masters are even more terrifying and extremely powerful!

Above the third-rate masters are the second-rate masters, whose power reaches that of special forces. The peak second-rate masters even have the strength of a king of soldiers!

To ordinary people, it’s almost an instant kill!

As for first-rate masters, even the weakest in the early stage can be compared to a king of soldiers in the military!

Mid-stage first-rate masters can withstand five or six kings of soldiers, and those in the peak can almost instantly kill a king of soldiers!

And the fourth realm, the innate-level masters, are extremely strong in both physical fitness and strength!

They are the backbone of a small family!

The elite among the elite!

Upon reaching the realm of an innate master, Gang Yuan forms within their dantian. The role of Gang Yuan is to produce Gang Qi, which is similar to the physical strength of ordinary people!

Truly remarkable!

When practiced to the extreme, one can kill using controlled qi!

As for the subsequent grandmasters and martial saints, they are almost like killing machines!

Even the entire Futu may not necessarily have a grandmaster-level master!

"Cough cough cough..."

Qin Wuya’s expression turned cold as he waved his hand, "Use long to overcome short, fast!"

"Yes, Young Master!"

The weapons of the Extreme Thieves changed again. They retracted their chains, the nunchaku turned into single-section sticks, and they were rapidly extending to finally become the Qimei Stick, which was quite frightening.

Damn it.

Ten Killings was dumbfounded. The weapons of these people were bizarre; they could be long or short, many or few, hard or soft—what on earth were these things?

Even the Fighting Buddha’s Jingu Bang was nothing more than capable of becoming long or short, thick or thin.

Yet, these weapons had surpassed that and were truly freakishly peculiar.

TW-2 pondered for a moment before saying gravely, "Brothers, at this moment, there is no defense, only offense!"

He knew that facing their long weapons, defending would be nothing but pulling at one’s lapels while in disarray, messy and impossible to guard against.

It was better to go all out on the offensive. After all, the best defense is offense!

"My war blade is already thirsting for blood!"

"Swish swish!"

Ten Killings coordinated perfectly, rushing collectively towards the ten members of the Extreme Thieves in a frenzy.

"Crack, pop..."

Although the Extreme Thieves had the advantage of longer weapons, they also had an obvious drawback—their moves were broad and extensive, leaving fatal flaws in their defense.

Moreover, to avoid injuring their own people, the Extreme Thieves were quite dispersed, fighting individually.

This resulted in one-on-one fights.

The average strength of the Extreme Thieves was far less than Ten Killings’. In such a one-on-one battle, even with longer weapons, they did not have much advantage.

"Bang bang clang clang..."

"Puff..."

As expected, a dull sound of blades entering flesh arose and three members of the Extreme Thieves fell instantly, losing their numerical advantage.

Qin Wuya’s eyes flashed a sharp gleam. His red garments fluttering, he flicked out a few cold stars that flew straight towards Ten Killings!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

"Be careful!"

TW-2 was taken aback. The scenario was beyond his expectations; he originally thought that the red-clothed young master was just a sickly one, but he didn’t expect him to have such strength.

It was a huge oversight to have such a formidable opponent nearby without realizing it.

"Three of you, deal with him!" TW-2 was fuming and issued this emergency command.

"You two, follow me!"

Instantly, three from Ten Killings split off and charged towards Qin Wuya. They swept their war blades with all their might, knocking down the hidden weapons. Glancing down, they spotted the thin-as-wingspan Willow Leaf Flying Knives.

"We three brothers have to be cautious!"

The three each held a war blade and circled around Qin Wuya, not acting hastily.

"Cough cough cough..."

Qin Wuya sneered disdainfully, biting a strand of hair on his thin lips, his eyes gradually sharpening like a knife, cold as snow.

"Even Huaxia has innate masters? I’ve truly underestimated you all."

After speaking, he flung his sleeves, releasing two red silks that swept towards the war blades of the three men, crackling with wind.

"Break for me!"

The trio were horrified; was there truly such a weapon? They had never heard or seen anything like it before. Could it possibly be Nezha’s Huntian Silk from the mythological novels?

Impossible!

That was merely a myth. The three exchanged glances and nodded to each other. Then they exerted their strength simultaneously to chop at the red silk, intent on cutting it in two.

However, things did not go as they wished.

The place where the combat blades fell felt like they were chopping cotton; they could not exert any force.

Moreover, the red silk was completely undamaged, just as intact as before.

Not only that, the three were shocked to discover that there was a kind of soft, yin force on the red silk, acting on the combat blades with a strong adhesive power.

"Die!"

Qin Wuya shouted loudly. The red silk shook and instantly flung the combat blades away, then floated elegantly towards the three men.

The trio were terrified and tried to dodge, but it was too late. They were struck by the red silk and sent flying, coughing up fresh blood.

"Puh..."

Just then, an electric figure blitzed forward, accompanied by a heaven-shaking roar.

"The Evil God is here! Who dares to harm my brothers?"

"Evil God Big Brother!"

The Ten Killings all cried out in joy. Xiao Zheng was the linchpin of Sky Net; as long as he was here, nothing was a problem.

"Big Brother, I have not failed your expectations!" TW-2 reported respectfully after swinging his blade and killing an Extreme Thief.

"Well done!"

Xiao Zheng’s expression was as calm as water, akin to the Hell King, bristling with overwhelming murderous intent as he flew through the air towards Qin Wuya.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Qin Wuya gave a demonic smile. The red silk vibrated, shooting towards Xiao Zheng, carrying a chilling force.

"Evil God, your subordinates are just that," he sneered.

"How dare you, you demon!"

Xiao Zheng, undaunted, stepped onto the red silk. Walking on the soft fabric as if it were flat ground, he ran towards Qin Wuya.

"Hm?"

Qin Wuya’s pupils contracted suddenly, incredulous at the sight. His own prized lethal weapon— the red silk—was actually being utilized by the Evil God.

"This is impossible!"

"Carry your doubts to the Naihe Bridge!"

Xiao Zheng had already reached him and kicked out urgently, with the force of thunder.

"Bang!"

Caught off guard, Qin Wuya, like a kite with its string cut, was sent flying, spewing out mouthfuls of blood, his lips reddening further.

"Hahahaha..."

He managed to stabilize himself, laughing heartily. Dabbing a drop of fresh blood, he flicked it towards Xiao Zheng, silent and stealthy.

Dammit.

Xiao Zheng was taken aback; this bastard, flicking blood?

If fresh blood could kill, there would be no need for weapons.

Ridiculous!

Yet, Qin Wuya smiled ominously, a sinister charm emanating from him.

"Evil God? Cough, cough, cough... In the end, you will be nothing but the god of death."

"Swoosh"

Xiao Zheng dodged calmly, but that drop of blood flew urgently towards TW-2, dark and red, like a daemon.

"Pretending to be mysterious!"

TW-2, quite self-assured, waved his sleeve to brush away the blood, his face showing disdain.

"Poof"

The blood hit TW-2’s sleeve, and eerily, white smoke began to rise, with a penetrating noise.

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle..."

"Hm?"

TW-2 looked down in surprise, his face instantly turning pale, finding his sleeve dissolving at a rapid pace into ash.

"Don’t touch it! Cut off your sleeve quickly!"

Xiao Zheng was horrified and yelled urgently.