"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 constantly from his mouth. It looked like he was seriously injured. But compared to the injuries on his body, Huang Xiuze's heart was probably even more serious. At this time, his whole body was in a state of despair.

He seemed dumbfounded and kept mumbling something, but he couldn't hear clearly.

After improving his cultivation level, Zhao Weihu had not had a chance to try it. 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 could defeat Huang Xiuze in the past, it would take a lot of effort.

A lot of tricks. How can it be like now, where you 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 ashen, Wen Qishan was stunned on the spot, and Huang Xiuze's subordinates all had their eyes widened.

, held his breath.

There were thunderous cheers on the side of the Zhao Mansion guards, and Ma Yong was even more delighted. The higher Zhao Weihu's cultivation level and the greater his power, the safer he would be. He was feeling proud, and just now he desperately resisted Huang Xiuze's decision.

Definitely the wisest decision he has ever made in his life.

"Why is this happening? Where is the law of heaven?" Huang Xiuze couldn't bear the blow, cried out sadly, 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 kind of bullshit is the law of heaven?

, 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's guards responded immediately, rushing towards Huang Xiuze's subordinates like a tide.

"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, soaring into the air, using it as his body, and 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 came to his senses 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.
Chapter completed!