Chapter 1809


    The two powerful fists collided with each other, and a loud explosive boom rang out. In the next


    second, the old man has sted a few meters away and plopped hard onto the ground, spewing


    fresh blood before he inhaled his final breath.


    "What the heck? No way! One punch and the seventh-grade ultimate god-level fighter is dead? Just


    like that?"


    The old man from the Pavilion of Soaring Eagles was shocked down to the soles of his shoes; his


    voice was trembling uncontrobly and his eyes refused to believe what he saw.


    "No f eking way! How is that possible at all?"


    Another female disciple with seventhgrade ultimate god-level power was so scared that her face


    turned white instantly. She knew that inside this deep forest, there were a few powerful men who


    were killing their men. After all, they encountered the corpses of Bloodshed n disciples who were


    at the third-grade ultimate god-level but they took it lightly. Well, they were seventh-grade ultimate


    god-level fighters after all, why should they be afraid? They were considered as one of the top


    fighters among the Bloodshed n disciples.


    However, to her surprise, this group of unknown people who came over actually had a few fighters


    with sixth-grade ultimate god-level power, and that brat could even finish off a seventh-grade


    ultimate god-level fighter with only one punch!


    ''Run!


    At the thought of her senior-who was killed by Fane—having about the samebat prowess as


    she was, and yet he was no match for the other party at all, she shouted and yelled at those


    disciples of the Bloodshed n.


    "Boom bang boom!


    Unfortunately, Nash and the others—who possessed high martial level-killed the remaining disciples


    of the Bloodshed n in a few blows, while the other people from the Pavilion of Soaring Eagles


    and some small ns immediately counterattack when they realize that the tables had turned, not


    giving the Bloodshed n any chance to survive at all.


    “Hahaha! Who makes you think that you still have the chance to escape now? It’s toote!"


    When Fane saw the woman trying to escape, he smiled emotionlessly and transformed into a


    shadow and flickered, running straight after the female disciple.


    Swoosh swoosh swoosh!


    The woman stretched her speed to the limit. In order to seek help from the other powerhouses of


    the Bloodshed n, she flew above the forest while shouting, "Help, help me!"


    The woman was indeed fast, but Fane was faster! The distance between the two shortened and in


    no time, Fane could certainly catch up with her.


    "Help!"


    The woman turned her head around and looked; her heart was full of despair. Fane was extremely


    fast, and he was about to catch up with her.


    Fane then flipped his palm, and his precious ck longsword appeared in his grip. He injected his


    Chi energy into it and chopped out the sword aura with it.


    "No! No!"


    The woman cried out in fear; she felt a threat of death from Fane''s attack.


    "Hey, b*stard! Stop it!"


    An old man immediately rushed over after hearing the woman''s cry for help. He instantly shouted at


    Fane the moment he saw that Fane was chasing after the woman.


    "Hahahaha! Oops, it’s toote!"


    Faneughed. In the next second, that attack of his hadnded on the woman''s body, causing an


    explosion.


    "You f eking b*stard! You''re from the Nine Armies, aren’t you? I''ve been looking for you for a long


    time! You''re the one who killed Simon Greene, the disciple of the First Elder, right?"


    The Fourth Elder looked at Fane furiously. This punk had the strength and power to behead a


    seventh-grade ultimate god-level fighter, therefore, it was highly likely that Simon was killed by him


    as well.


    At this time, Nash and the others had killed all the remaining Bloodshed n disciples and


    collected all the loot. Seeing that Fane had not returned to the group, they flew over to see what


    had happened.


    Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    "Tsk tsk! You guys are quite strong, aren’t you? There are quite a few sixth-grade fighters here,


    huh? What a surprise!"


    The Fourth Elder eyed Nash and the others, a cold smile crept onto his face. "If I have guessed it


    correctly, you all must be from the Nine Armies! Right?”