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The man was nervous. Although at this distance, at this speed, he was confident that he could make Tong Tong die under his blade, but this woman was a little strange. He did not know if this fatal blow would actually work.

Just as the man's hunting knife was about to touch Tong Tong's hair, Tong Tong's right hand strangely grabbed onto his wrist.

He could feel a heart-wrenching pain coming from his wrist and the sound of bones cracking.

"Ah …" A mournful cry echoed in the valley.

The woman's right hand grabbed the machete and stabbed it into his shoulder. It didn't stab him suddenly, but pushed him in little by little.

Blood slowly flowed from his shoulder, and the pain almost made him faint.

The woman's beautiful face had suddenly become extremely sinister for some reason, as if it was a completely different person compared to the first time she saw it.

"One request, take me to your village." Tong Tong said coldly.

"In your dreams." A man could also be considered a man as he gnashed his teeth and said.

"I don't mind turning you into a pile of bones with a single slash." A curved blade suddenly appeared in the woman's hand. It was small, but unusually sharp.

The man closed his eyes. He wasn't afraid of death, but was he really unable to endure being slashed by blades?

"I'll take you there." The man finally gave in.

The woman's expression softened and returned to its former faint smile.

On the mountain path, there was a man staggering in front and a woman walking lightly behind. If there was no blood on the man, everyone would probably think it was a couple returning to their parents' home.

In front of him was a mountain path close to a cliff. The man suddenly jumped down while walking. At that moment, he felt relieved. He felt like a man, and that he was worthy of the men, women, and children in the village.

However, just as he closed his eyes, he felt something grab onto his clothes on his back. The downward trend suddenly stopped and was slowly rising.

The man opened his eyes and saw Tong Tong looking at him in danger. The woman's hand was holding onto him as she slowly rose into the air.

Arriving at the top of the cliff, the woman threw him onto the ground and coldly said, "You won't die that easily."

This time, the man truly felt despair. What kind of woman was she to be so terrifying? Even if he wanted to die, he wouldn't be able to.

After walking for some time, he was already able to see his own village from far away. The man couldn't care too much about it as he ran towards the village with all his might, shouting, "Ancestor Grandpa, someone has barged in."

This scene was inconceivable to everyone. It wasn't because they were afraid of this woman, but because they felt that something wasn't right.

This young man was one of the best in the village. His kung fu was in the top three, yet he was chased by a woman to such a sorry state.

Not only the young people in the village could not understand, even the Ancestor Grandpa could not.

Looking at Tong Tong who was slowly walking over, Ancestor Grandpa thought back to many years ago and his heart trembled. Was the nightmare about to begin anew?

Someone rushed over and tried to stop Tong Tong, but who knew that no one saw clearly how Tong Tong had made her move. Before their bodies even fell to the ground, blood had already dripped down drop by drop.

The three youths looked at Tong Tong with one last time in horror, before collapsing onto the ground.

The crowd went into an uproar. These descendants did not lose their will to fight just because two people died. Instead, it made them even more frenzied.

"Send back the old man, the father, the daughter, and the child. We'll fight it out with this woman." a man in his forties shouted.

Tong Tong smiled at the people who were like ants in a hot pot, and said: "No need to go, I will send everyone on their way."

As Tong Tong spoke, the curved blade in her hand flashed, and the three people closest to him fell into a pool of blood.

"Kill!" The middle-aged man who had spoken a moment ago was the first to rush up. He chopped down with the long blade in his hand. The blade was sharp and had a bit of skill.

At this moment, someone brought the old man, the woman, and the child, and they all ran towards the back.

Tong Tong smiled when she saw the middle-aged man's long blade coming at him, she waved his hand and used the curved blade in his hand to intercept it.

With a clang, the middle-aged man felt his hands go numb. His account had already split open, and fresh blood dyed the handle of his saber red. The long blade could no longer be held and was directly sent flying. Just as he was in a daze, Tong Tong's leg kicked into his chest and a mouthful of blood sprayed out from the man's mouth.

Someone rushed forward from the side and threw all kinds of objects at Tong Tong.

As Tong Tong turned around, a dozen more people laid on the ground. In an instant, the smell of blood pervaded the entire village.

"All of you, step down." The voice was old but powerful.

Ancestor Grandpa who was leaning on his walking stick suddenly straightened his body, becoming very imposing.

This caused everyone to be stunned, and they all left Tong Tong's place.

Because the moment she saw this old man, she already knew that he was definitely not a simple character.

"Who are you to Lee Chaoming?" Ancestor Grandpa suddenly asked a question that no one knew about.

Lee Chaoming, who is Lee Chaoming, the people at the side whispered to each other.

Tong Tong was also stunned, she thought, how does this old man know her uncle?

"Who are you?" Tong Tong asked.

Ancestor Grandpa laughed and said: "Since you have come looking for me, don't blame me for being impolite."

Just as he finished speaking, the white beard on the old man's chest fluttered in the wind. His speed was dazzling.

Ancestor Grandpa was already in front of Tong Tong, the black cane in his hands directly smashing towards Tong Tong's head, under the strong wind, he was not at all polite.

Tong Tong was greatly shocked. Even though she felt that this old man was not simple, she did not expect him to be so.

Amidst his fear, his inner Qi condensed as he waved his blade to meet the incoming attack.

The two attacks collided, and both of them retreated a few steps.

Tong Tong's mouth revealed a cold smile, and said: "Old man, how do you know my family's sword technique?"

The old man did not say anything. He raised the cane in his hand again, but before he made a move, he felt his chest rolling. A mouthful of blood had already reached his throat.

Not good, he was hit by the little girl's words. Ancestor Grandpa looked down and saw a silver needle on his left chest, only leaving a tail on the outside.

When Tong Tong saw the old man's appearance, she waved the curved blade in her hand and immediately rushed forward, preparing to end the old man's life. However, at this time, the sculpted arrow that was always flying with a gust of wind pounced towards her left temple, scaring Tong Tong to the point of breaking out in a cold sweat.