"Master Huang!" Wen Qishan exclaimed and rushed forward to help Huang Xiuze.
At this time, Huang Xiuze was in a miserable shape, his face was pale, and he was vomiting blood from his mouth. It looked like he was seriously injured. But compared to the injuries on his body, Huang Xiuze's heartache was probably even more serious. At this time, the whole person seemed to be stunned, and he kept mumbling something, but he couldn't hear clearly.
After improving his cultivation, Zhao Weihu had not had a chance to try it out. Now that he had tried it on Huang Xiuze, Zhao Weihu discovered that the ninth level was indeed not comparable to the tenth level. Although he was able to defeat Huang Xiuze in the past, it really took a lot of effort. Where can we be like now, where we can easily defeat the enemy with one move
"You...your cultivation level..." Huang Xiuze suddenly raised his head and stared at Zhao Weihu in disbelief.
Zhao Weihu chuckled and said, "I'm not afraid of letting you know! I have broken through the ninth level bottleneck and am now at the tenth level!" [
Although Zhao Weihu didn't speak much, every word was filled with such shocking power. As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Xiuze's face turned pale. Wen Qishan was also stunned on the spot. All Huang Xiuze's subordinates also widened their eyes and held their breaths.
On the Zhao Mansion guard side, there was thunderous cheers, and Ma Yong was even more delighted. The higher Zhao Weihu's cultivation level and the greater his power, the safer he will be. He felt proud in his heart. His decision to resist Huang Xiuze with all his strength just now was definitely the wisest decision he had ever made in his life.
"Why is this happening? Where is the law of heaven?" Huang Xiuze couldn't bear the blow, cried out in grief, and blood spurted out again.
"The law of heaven? Hahaha... Huang Xiuze, this is why you can never defeat me! Only the weak will leave their fate in the hands of God and be superstitious about the law of heaven! I tell you, what nonsense is the law of heaven? It’s not as good as a fist!”
"Come here! Capture all the traitors for me!" Zhao Weihu looked cold and shouted sternly.
A group of Zhao Mansion guards immediately responded, huffing and puffing like a tide towards Huang Xiuze's subordinates.
"Brothers, we are all going to die anyway, let's fight for the one named Zhao!" Someone in the crowd roared loudly, and Huang Xiuze's subordinates jumped up one after another, preparing to make a last stand.
"You bunch of bastards, you really can't shed tears until you see the coffin!" Zhao Weihu roared angrily, soared into the air, and used it as a weapon to spread out powerful and terrifying pressure, like an invisible king. Huang Xiuze's subordinates all covered him.
Under Zhao Weihu's pressure, Huang Xiuze's subordinates were all suppressed to the ground. They could not even stand up, let alone resist. In the blink of an eye, they were tied up.
"Qishan, I'll send you away! You must tell the gang leader about this!" Huang Xiuze suddenly woke up at this moment, with a stern look on his face. Regardless of his serious injury, he released all the remaining spiritual power in his body, until Wen Qishan was thrown out of the Zhao Mansion like a cannonball.
"It's not that easy to leave!" Upon seeing this, Zhao Weihu struck out with a palm in the air and chased after him.
Huang Xiuze also roared loudly at this moment, flew up, and used his own body to block Wen Qishan's palm.
"Master Huang!" Wen Qishan roared with great grief and anger.
Huang Xiuze yelled: "Leave me alone! We must report it to the gang leader and get rid of this traitor!"