The two men held one end of a piece of cold iron in their hands, and anger was reflected in their eyes.
"Liang Yuanhong, if there was no Demon Subduing Sect, all the businesses of your Liang Family would have been taken over by the Ouyang Family, the largest family in the Human Realm. How could you be so prosperous today? How dare you not repay your kindness?"
"Master, even though the Demon-Subduing Sect has done me, Liang, a favor, you cannot take away my family heirlooms. Aren't you forcing me?" As he spoke, a red dot was circulating on Liang Yuanhong's head, and as the red dot was circulating, it exuded a murderous intent.
Liu Feng had only seen some spiritualists emit colored halos when they were fighting, but he had never seen a light spot floating above his head. This really puzzled him, so he asked, "Old man, what's going on with that red spot? Is he practicing spiritualism?"
Jiehun said: "Of course, that is a first-level soul!"
"Turns out you're a soul master!" Liu Feng nodded.
"Liang Yuanhong, don't blame me for showing no mercy to you. After I kill you, your Liang Family Gang and your little daughter will all be mine!" Shi Wu Ren grinned wickedly, with murderous intent revealed at the corners of his mouth.
Jiehun exclaimed, "Dissipate again?"
I saw that Shi Wu Ren had secretly taken out a pill. If it were to be shot out, the air would become highly toxic and Liang Yuanhong would probably not escape death.
It was too late for everything. Xiaoxiaosan had already shot out from Shi Wuren's hand. A dark pill instantly dissipated in the air. The breath of death instantly enveloped the surroundings. Liang Yuanhong stood there in a daze, confused for a moment. Of course he knew that Shi Wuren was the Poison Sect's hidden weapon master, and he also knew that he might be killed without knowing it, but he would not die easily. After all, he was the leader of the Liang Family Gang.
"What? What happened?" Shi Wu Ren looked stunned.
Liang Yuanhong sneered, "Master, I, Liang, am not someone who can be bullied. My Liang family can still afford to buy you a reassurance pill. Take it. Otherwise?" As he spoke, Liang Yuanhong had already spread out his palms, and the red soul spinning above his head had already jumped into his palms. If a hidden weapon master wanted to fight a soul master face to face, it would be like an egg hitting a stone.
"Calming Pills?" Shi Wu Ren was stunned. A Calming Pill was worth 100,000 gold coins and could make one immune to earth-level or lower poisons. This was something he had not expected in advance. After all, few people could afford that much money.
"Then, then you take it!" After thinking for a moment, Shi Wu Ren had no choice but to return the Youhan Sword.
"I, Liang, keep my word. You can take this Infinite Cold Iron!"
"Liang Yuanhong, I will praise you in front of the leader?" Shi Wu Ren said viciously, took the cold iron from Liang Yuanhong's hand, turned around and left.
"Master, don't blame me for being rude!"
"What?"
A red light flashed, and the Youhan Sword was unsheathed. A chill suddenly surged out, and Liang Yuanhong's soul flew in the direction of the Youhan Sword. Before Shi Wu Ren could react, he felt a chill on his back and fell in a pool of blood. No matter how indestructible the golden armor Shi Wu Ren was wearing, it was so vulnerable in front of the Youhan Sword.
Liu Feng, who was hiding in the dark, saw it all clearly. The moment the Youhan sword was unsheathed, it split Shi Wu Ren's back in half. How domineering and cruel it was.
"Did that guy deserve to die?" Liu Feng said to himself.
"Friend, come out!" Liang Yuanhong suddenly said lightly.
"What? He knows I'm here?" Liu Feng suddenly seemed a little at a loss.
(End of this chapter)