"Little lady, you're really beautiful. When you smile, you're even more beautiful."

Stetson Davenport kept rubbing his chin, his eyes squinted into a narrow slit.

It must be said, the woman in the qipao possessed a certain charm.

A charm that captivates the soul.

In the deserted area, with no one else around, they naturally had no concerns.

Although they were from reputable martial clans and wouldn't indulge in any filthy or despicable deeds, simply looking was always permissible.

What if an unexpected romance unfolds?

"Davenport, don't scare her." Dwight Michael spoke quite gentlemanly, "Miss, in this desolate place, you're not safe. How about you come with us? To be honest, I'm a Great Grandmaster, with me around, you're absolutely safe."

"Yes, we're all in this together." Stetson Davenport was already so bewitched that he lost his senses.

This woman was stunning.

"Oh dear, this cold weather, the miss is wearing just a qipao, you might catch cold." Dwight Michael waved his hand, "Jerome, give her a coat."

"Sure thing!"

A disciple behind Dwight took off his robe and walked towards the woman.

But just as the disciple was about to drape the coat over the woman.

The woman suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"Miss, you..." The disciple turned his head, seeking instruction from his master.

"Thank you." The woman giggled softly, her beauty enough to overthrow kingdoms!

But in the next moment!

Behind the woman, like a Thousand-Hand Goddess, suddenly dozens of shadows appeared!

"Watch out!" Dwight Michael was startled, before he could act to stop it, his disciple had already been slashed in half by a black-clothed assassin!

Thud!

Fell to the ground.

"Who... who are you!" Dwight Michael retreated several steps, his eyes filled with panic!

Clearly, there was only the woman alone, how did these shadows come out?

Stetson Davenport also rubbed his eyes.

Swoosh!

The shadows instantly dispersed.

In the woods, there was still only the woman standing alone.

But the corpse on the ground unmistakably indicated that someone had appeared.

The woman laughed so heartily she almost trembled like a flower.

"A bunch of fools." She shook her head, and once again dozens of black-clothed figures emerged behind her!

Under the moonlight, the blades held by these figures were exceptionally dazzling!

"Kill them all, leave no one." The corners of the woman's lips curled slightly, her voice very calm.

Leap!

The black-clothed assassins swiftly leaped up, their blades cutting through the wind!

"Defend yourselves!"

Dwight Michael retreated explosively, yet was still besieged by three black-clothed figures.

They were ahead of the main group.

Two to three kilometers away from the bulk of their forces.

Originally thought it would be safer at night, but anyone could scarcely believe, behind a woman, there could be so many hidden!

A few confronted the dire threat as if facing an imminent disaster.

"Damn woman, I knew you had ill intentions! In the dead of night, acting like a ghost here?" Stetson Davenport swung his greatknife down fiercely!

Clang!

A black-clothed figure staggered backward from the impact.

"Ha ha! Little lady, after I handle these scoundrels, I'll show you how I'll teach you!" Stetson Davenport laughed wildly, slashing continuously with his greatknife!

The heavy greatknife, every time it clashed with the sword of the black-clothed figures, would send them flying.

Stetson Davenport strode forward, chopping horizontally!

Splurch!

A black-clothed figure was sliced in half in midair!

"Black Tornado, let's see who can kill more?" Dwight Michael wielding the Longsword stabbed right into a black-clothed man's heart.

They were all Great Grandmasters, taking down the black-clothed assassins wasn't too hard.

In just half a minute, five black-clothed corpses already lay on the ground.

"Move aside!" The woman shouted lightly, and the black-clothed figures immediately retreated to her back, completely merging with her silhouette!

Swoosh!

In the next moment!

The woman vanished on the spot!

Stetson Davenport sensed the danger, immediately positioned his greatknife behind him!

Bam!

Yet he was still thoroughly punched!

The woman appeared out of thin air behind him, punched the greatknife, knocking Stetson Davenport backward!

Afterward, a kick came!

Directly flipping Stetson Davenport onto the ground.

The shadows behind her reappeared!

Simultaneously slashed!

Clang!

Though Stetson Davenport blocked several attacks, he was still slashed by one of the black-clothed figures in a hurry.

The wound instantly felt numb!

"The blades are poisoned!" Stetson Davenport was shocked, slammed his right palm onto the ground, leaping into the air!

"Damn woman, die for me!" He swung the greatknife directly at the woman to slice!

Clang!

The greatknife hit the ground, slicing nothing.

Her movements were ghostly, appearing once again behind him.

Six blades appeared simultaneously.

Stetson Davenport just turned his head.

Six blades plunged in.

Blood spattered!

"You..." Stetson Davenport's greatknife shook uncontrollably in his hand, unable to believe what was happening!

He was a Great Grandmaster!

Of immense strength!

Yet he had lost against a woman...

"Fool." The woman extended her hand, poking a finger into Stetson Davenport's forehead!

A blood hole sprayed blood.

The Great Grandmaster fell.

Dwight Michael watched in stunned silence.

They were all clear on Stetson Davenport's capabilities, but now he died so swiftly!

The masters who initially had a fighting chance were thrown into panic.

The death of a companion dealt them a huge blow!

In fear, these men turned and fled!

"Kill them all, leave no one." The woman's lips slightly parted, her eyes carrying scorn.

As if these Great Grandmasters were hardly worth mentioning in her eyes.

Splurch!

A black-clothed figure leaped into the air, slashing a Longsword to kill a Grandmaster!

They were powerless against Great Grandmasters, but facing unwilling-to-fight Grandmasters, they could still slaughter easily!

The lone Great Grandmaster Dwight Michael had no mind for his companions, ran madly towards the rear!

There was their companions, their commander!

Whoosh!

A firework shot up, blooming in the sky!

This was the signal!

The Boulevard martial artists' signal!

Dwight Michael sent out the signal, running desperately!

Just another stretch, people would come to aid!

Leap!

He sensed the danger behind him, swiftly leaped, backhanded a slash, killing a black-clothed man.

But his companions were all dead.

Everyone rushed towards him!

"Damn it!" Dwight Michael had no desire to fight, ran crazily!

He was fast, but the woman was even faster!

Within nearly five hundred meters, the woman was about to catch up!

Such a woman in qipao with ghostly presence became Dwight Michael's nightmare of the night!

"Commander, our people are in danger!" Upon seeing the fireworks, the Boulevard martial artists hurriedly found Julius Reed.

"Let's move!"

He didn't need to say it, Julius Reed had already seen.

Deep into the night, this was not a good turn of events!

The Boulevard people sped forward, wanting to provide support.

After a kilometer, they spotted Dwight Michael fleeing in desperation!

"What's going on!" Julius Reed shouted from his horse.

Dwight Michael's skills weren't lacking, what made a Great Grandmaster so embarrassed, just to meet what?

"Commander! Save me!" Dwight Michael yelled, "Stetson Davenport was killed, someone has plotted against us!"

Within seconds, Dwight Michael had already reached them, panic-stricken.

"Save me!"

Splurch!

The words just dropped.

A streak appeared on Dwight Michael's face.

A Longsword sliced down from the top of his head to his feet.

Crack!

Dwight Michael split into two parts, cracking on the spot.

A woman unknowingly appeared behind him.

The qipao stained with blood.

The woman raised her head, looking at Julius Reed.

Her smile even brighter.

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