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The black-clothed man was unable to dodge in time, and was drenched from head to toe in their urine. A strong fishy smell wafted out, making him feel nauseous.

Zhang Xiaojian was kicked in the chest by the black clothed man, he felt his heart heat up, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, forcing himself to resist the urge to vomit. He quickly plucked one of the Red Yearning's flowers from his storage ring and threw it into his mouth, chewing it into pieces.

Huang Yimao and the others held onto the fellows in their hands, and stood in front of the black clothed man, completely putting their lives on the line.

The black clothed man did not expect these beasts to appear on the way. His face became even more gloomy and cold. His hands linked together in a series of seals, but he did not shoot out a fireball.

When Huang Yimao saw this, he laughed and said, "Brothers, our piss is good now. Go and kill this bastard."

The few of them swarmed over, and all sorts of people divided themselves into three paths as they greeted the black-clothed man.

Because the black-clothed man was hit by the urine, his power was hindered. He kept fighting and kept retreating. Finally, he desperately slashed out a few times and then ran away.

Huang Yimao did not give chase, because they knew that the black clothed man was only temporary. Who knew when he would recover and they would suffer.

Turning his head back to look at Zhang Xiaojian, he saw that Zhang Xiaojian looked like an old monk in deep thought. He did not say a word, nor did he have any expression on his face.

The effects of the Red Yearning Flower had already been revealed long ago, and it was quickly repairing his injured veins.

Not being able to do so, Zhang Xiaojian felt that the Red Yearning's Spirit Energy was continuously attacking his meridians, and all of the meridians in his body seemed to be expanding, becoming tougher and tougher.

He knew that this was the sign of breaking through the late stage of the fifth floor. It seemed that he had hopes of breaking through the fifth floor and entering the sixth floor today.

Bang, Zhang Xiaojian felt something being knocked out of his body, in that moment, the Qi in his dantian became extremely strong, his entire body seemed to have an inexhaustible energy.

Huang Yimao and a few of his brothers who were standing beside him the entire time did not move an inch.

Suddenly, with a long roar, the Sound of Air-piercing suddenly resonated and a person screamed for his entire life as he fell into a pool of blood.

Huang Yimao was startled, the black clothed man returned, turning around, the blade in his hand slashed out, directly towards the black clothed man's head, he did not expect that the black clothed man would disappear in a moment, following that, Huang Yimao felt a chill on his back, following that, a burst of heart-wrenching pain passed through, he extended his hand, and felt, it was all blood.

"Protect your big brother!" Although Huang Yimao was injured, he did not think about his own safety. Instead, he thought about Zhang Xiaojian right away.

His death didn't matter. With Big Bro here, I will definitely take good care of him. But if Big Bro is in trouble, then it's all over.

When Zhang Xiaojian heard Huang Yimao's shout, he felt his nose turn sour, and he slowly stood up from the ground.

When the black clothed man saw Zhang Xiaojian stand up, he was also startled. He thought to himself, what a heavy injury this bastard has, to be able to recover from it in such a short period of time.

He might already be at the end of his rope, but he could take this opportunity to get rid of him. On one hand, it was to take revenge for Tong Tong, and on the other …

"F * ck you, your father will burst your chrysanthemum today!" Zhang Xiaojian saw that quite a few of his own people were already injured, especially the long wound on Huang Yimao's back.

Zhang Xiaojian's face was sinister, and he looked extremely terrifying. This was the first time Huang Yimao had seen him this angry.

The man in black sneered but didn't say anything. His two hands quickly formed a seal and a light blue flame appeared on his fingers. He was ready to throw it.

Zhang Xiaojian could not wait for the black clothed man to make the first move and directly arrived in front of the black clothed man.

The black clothed man clearly felt that Zhang Xiaojian's sudden and powerful attack was not suitable for him, as he retreated backwards. He felt that, why did Zhang Xiaojian suddenly become so powerful, so powerful that he no longer had the ability to fight back.

Zhang Xiaojian's eyes were red as he scolded, "What the f * ck, I want you to hit my brother."

This was a temperament that Zhang Xiaojian had developed since he was young. He could endure people who bullied him, but he could not tolerate others bullying those who were related to him.

Hit my people, I'll show you today.

Zhang Xiaojian gathered his inner Qi continuously, with a wave of his left hand, a sharp blade aimed at the black clothed man's head.

It was already too late for the black-clothed man to block as he did his best to move his head sideways and a sharp blade slashed across the black-clothed man's shoulder, causing his flesh and blood to fly everywhere. Half of his shoulder was almost chopped off by Zhang Xiaojian, and the blood-curdling screech of the black-clothed man spread far into the night, but before the sound could dissipate, Zhang Xiaojian's kick had already landed on his lower abdomen. Like a black butterfly, he flew up into the air, drawing a beautiful arc in the sky before landing on the ground.

Zhang Xiaojian let out a long breath, and felt his entire body relax. He took out a cigarette and lit it up, and just as he took in a puff, a black figure flashed past, pulling the black clothed man up and running.

"Damn." Zhang Xiaojian shook his head and chased after his. At this time, Huang Yimao suddenly coughed out blood from his mouth, which looked like he had been poisoned.

The two black-robed men instantly disappeared into the distance.

After running for a long distance, the two of them turned around to check that no one was chasing them. They stopped and sat on the ground, breathing heavily.

"Why are you here?" The man in black looked at the young man in front of him and asked.

"Big brother was afraid that something would happen to you, so he let me come over." the young man said.

"I never thought that Zhang Xiaojian would actually be so heaven-defying." The man in black sighed.

"Let's go, Peter is waiting for us." the young man said.

The man in black nodded and took out a pill from his pocket and placed it in his mouth.

In a secluded corner, there was an unlicensed Sonata 8. Inside the car, there was a person with a gloomy expression on his face.

The black clothed man walked over. Right now, what was strange was that Peter, who was in the car, was exactly the same as the black clothed man.

Peter got out of the car, and from the beginning to end, he did not have a smile on his face. There was also a young man in the front passenger seat, who looked exactly the same as the young man beside the black clothed man.

A bright dagger appeared out of nowhere in the hands of the young man who had just got off the car. He walked up to the young man who looked exactly the same as him and stabbed him. Blood immediately flowed profusely.