However, Ling Zhenfei was still measured in his actions, even if struck by the Dragon Tooth Dagger, it wouldn't be fatal.

Ling Zhenfei did not want to kill anyone here and get into trouble with the law; it would serve him no benefit, only harm.

In a short span, seven or eight people were already lying on the ground, Ling Zhenfei wielding the Dragon Tooth Dagger in one hand while executing his Heaven-Splitting Ten Fists with the other, complementing each other.

Suddenly, a figure charged in, slashing at Ling Zhenfei with several cuts.

The glint of the blade flashed by; Ling Zhenfei was highly familiar with this—it was a Curved Saber.

Ling Zhenfei also knew the techniques of the Curved Saber quite well, having experienced a grand battle.

Yet at this moment, Ling Zhenfei felt slightly shocked, recognizing the power of the Curved Saber.

Back then, just the Curved Saber alone made Ling Zhenfei quite alarmed, and now, with so many people surrounding, if a few more joined, it would be troublesome.

However, the Curved Saber's swordsmanship had a very unique characteristic; it was not suited for group battles.

Because it required extremely fast speed to maneuver one's body, attending to every direction.

Thus, if there were people around, it would disrupt his movements.

So once the Curved Saber came forward, those nearby had no choice but to stand around helplessly.

The Curved Saber's style was extremely fast, and if lower-skilled individuals rushed forward, they could inadvertently injure their own people.

But this time was different from the last; Ling Zhenfei now had experience, and he wouldn't fall twice in the same place.

The Curved Saber relied heavily on those two seemingly bizarre weapons in his hands.

Weapons in the world come in many types, including Spiritual Artifacts, Divine Artifacts, Ghost Weapons, Magic Weapons, etc.

It's likely that the two sabers held by the Curved Saber belonged to one type of Ghost Weapons.

If struck by this Curved Saber, the flesh around the wound would slowly necrotize, spreading outward along the wound. Truly terrifying.

But Ling Zhenfei, already aware of the power of this Ghost Weapon, naturally wouldn't fall for it again.

This time, Ling Zhenfei wielded the Dragon Tooth Dagger in one hand, and the Heaven-Splitting Ten Fists in the other.

Previously, Ling Zhenfei used the powerful Spiritual Energy from the Dragon Tooth Dagger to catch the Curved Saber off guard, seizing the chance to defeat him.

This time Ling Zhenfei certainly wished to employ the same method, but now the Dragon Tooth Dagger had surely been guarded against by the Curved Saber.

But at this juncture, Ling Zhenfei opted to use his Sky Piercing Finger.

The power of the Sky Piercing Finger exceeded even the stored Spiritual Energy in the Dragon Tooth Dagger, its force even more formidable.

Ling Zhenfei suddenly jabbed a finger towards the Curved Saber, who had been focusing on Ling Zhenfei's Dragon Tooth Dagger, and didn't expect such a powerful finger attack.

Hurriedly dodging to the side, this evasion would surely disrupt his Cultivation Technique operation, allowing Ling Zhenfei an opportunity which equated to defeat.

The Curved Saber side-stepped, Ling Zhenfei's Dragon Tooth Dagger thrust toward him.

Just then, Ling Zhenfei suddenly sensed something amiss; the air temperature seemed to have dropped several degrees instantly.

During the combat, Ling Zhenfei's Divine Sense was naturally fully attentive to his surroundings, preventing sneak attacks.

At this moment, he sensed something rapidly flying from a distance towards him.

Ling Zhenfei was about to launch an aggressive attack on the Curved Saber when he had to retract his move, sweeping the Dragon Tooth Dagger in front of him.

Ding!

A barely audible sound, Ling Zhenfei felt something hit the Dragon Tooth Dagger.

A dark weapon!

Ling Zhenfei immediately realized, looking towards the person who sent the dark weapon from afar—surprisingly, it was another expert beside Hahn.

This expert stood motionless, seemingly unrelated to the situation before.

Ling Zhenfei was still in shock when the people around saw Ling Zhenfei had driven the Curved Saber back, surged towards him.

Ling Zhenfei, feeling furious, let them come, instantly activating Heaven-Splitting Ten Fists, clashing with the group.

Despite the numbers, they were not his match, taking hardly minutes to deal with them.

Yet just as Ling Zhenfei punched several people flying, his Divine Sense suddenly noticed something incoming, undoubtedly the dark weapon was launched again.

Ling Zhenfei quickly dodged to the side, but this time, that person launched a three-shot barrage.

Three objects were fast and fierce, carrying a trace of Spiritual Energy; Ling Zhenfei hurriedly dodged as one narrowly missed his sight; he saw it clearly.

It was a needle-shaped object, crystal-like material, transparent, bearing a trace of Cold Qi, material unknown.

Ling Zhenfei was stunned, glancing towards Hahn's side, where he saw that person slightly bending his fingers, lightly flicking, sending another object towards Ling Zhenfei.

Ling Zhenfei, anxious, swiftly dodged aside, but then someone swung a blade at him.

Ling Zhenfei quickly raised his saber to block, but after blocking twice, he felt another surge of Cold Qi shooting towards him.

This constant dark weapon launching person was truly an expert, with precise timing each time, leaving Ling Zhenfei overwhelmed.

Poom!

Ling Zhenfei was punched, his movements slightly off; just as he intended to retaliate, sending the person flying with a punch.

But then the dark weapon flew again, forcing Ling Zhenfei to hastily dodge it.

However, the frequency of dark weapon launches increased, coupling with the attacks from surrounding people becoming more coordinated, Ling Zhenfei found it impossible to cope.

Even with divine skill, it could hardly be released before the dark weapon arrived.

Though Ling Zhenfei had floored a dozen or so people, he could not fully utilize his strengths.

Poom!

Ling Zhenfei was kicked, sent flying uncontrollably to the ground, as he tried to get up, the ominous pitch-black saber of the Curved Saber was at his throat.

Ling Zhenfei dared not move; if an ordinary person placed an ordinary blade on his throat, he wouldn't be afraid.

But in this situation, the Curved Saber's blade was far too unique; one cut to his throat with the corrosive effect of the Ghost Weapon would mean certain death.

"Don't move; you know the consequences if you do."

The sinister voice of the Curved Saber, masked in black, was chilling, just like his eerie weapon.

Ling Zhenfei dared not move, heart momentarily blank, pondering if this was his end at their hands.

People surrounded him, faces filled with anger, weapons ready to pounce.

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