"Trent Marsh?" Isaak Ridge’s heart tightened as he swiftly assud a defensive stance.
"Damn it, the strategy of luring the tiger away from the mountain, Raymond Anderson betrayed us."
Recalling the phone he picked up under the tree earlier and Raymond Anderson’s recent call, Isaak Ridge imdiately understood what had happened.
He, always cautious, had fallen here.
"No wonder it’s Trent Marsh, he actually dared to counterattack, leaving my master’s station in complete ruin." He gave a thumbs up and sneered, "Where’s the traitor?"
"Under your feet." Trent Marsh pointed at the headless corpse on the ground, smiled and said, "See it? This is the fate. As my brother Julius Reed would say, for soone as foolish as you, only death can change you!"
Before his voice fells silent, Trent Marsh’s right hand reached forward, and the blade glinted coldly!
Clang!
Isaak Ridge hastily retreated, his shotgun cut in two, leaving a bloodied scar on his face.
"You ca rushing here, seemingly unprepared. How about I give you a few minutes to prepare and set up a formation?" Trent Marsh’s face was full of mockery; he needed to regain the face he lost earlier.
"Trent Marsh, isn’t this the ti you almost got beaten to death by , old man?" Isaak Ridge tossed away the remaining half of the shotgun, grabbed a weapon from a junior brother behind him, and raised the gun towards Trent Marsh.
"People used to ask if my knife was faster than his bullet, and unfortunately for them, they already died knowing the answer." Trent Marsh spoke contemptuously, yet his eyes remained fixed on Isaak Ridge.
He was not one to underestimate the enemy, especially after almost stumbling earlier.
Now he was acting very cautiously.
"Raymond Anderson actually died, that idiot!" Isaak Ridge cursed inwardly, although Raymond Anderson was misled, Isaak Ridge himself was indeed careless; he had not expected his master was not here!
He chose to return here because his master was present.
Even if the opponent was full of experts, Isaak Ridge would not be afraid.
Now, it seed his master had been tricked away.
Indeed, full of cunning sches!
"Trent Marsh, I don’t have ti to play with you now, get ready to die!
Bam!
Isaak Ridge fired his gun!
Trent Marsh held his fast knife in front to block the bullet.
"This is the signal, not a bullet to kill." Julius Reed pointed at Isaak Ridge and laughed, "Trent Marsh, don’t you want to break the formation?"
"I do! More than you want Dragon Dance!" Trent Marsh’s eyes revealed greed.
"What nonsense is this?" Julius Reed frowned slightly.
"Heh, don’t think I don’t know. You and Dragon Dance, you’ve long been involved. And you can even perceive my thoughts, right?" Trent Marsh spoke proudly, "That seductive woman, any man would be helpless against her. Brother, you’re lucky, don’t take it for granted. If that’s the case, we might even be related."
"Hehe." Julius Reed chuckled awkwardly, montarily unable to retort.
"It’s fine, I, Trent Marsh, am open and honest. I’ve lived my life never fearing what others might think of my inner thoughts." Trent Marsh patted his chest and laughed, "Dragon Dance is a strong woman, once she seeks you out I knew you two surely have issues."
As soon as he finished speaking!
He darted out like a whirlwind!
The surrounding trees shed their leaves, encircling him, forming a whirlwind of leaves.
"Hide!" Isaak Ridge signaled, and in an instant, nearly a hundred people vanished.
"Kill!"
Trent Marsh pushed both hands forward!
The leaves shot out like flying knives!
The air sliced with a sizzling sound.
Yet, not a person appeared.
The formation can conceal people, but it cannot make them disappear.
As long as people are still there, the leaves can kill them!
Confidently, Trent Marsh suddenly felt bewildered.
He turned around and swung his knife fiercely behind him!
A wave of energy exploded but still found no one.
"What’s going on!"
Trent Marsh swung his fast knife wildly, but nothing happened.
It felt like imnse power striking cotton, frustrating!
"Where are they? Did they escape?" Trent Marsh had no choice but to look at Julius Reed.
"No, they’re still here." Julius Reed slowly closed his eyes, his Spiritual Power beginning to spread.
He couldn’t sense those people’s presence, but there was a perception, or rather a subconscious, warning him that they hadn’t left.
"You can see everything in the world, now I need you to help see so things." Julius Reed communicated using Divine Sense.
The Eye of God suddenly opened!
It indeed did as it was told; unless God appeared, it was willing to serve Julius Reed.
The mont the Eye of God appeared, Julius Reed felt everything in front of him beco clearer.
In the air above Trent Marsh, dozens of people holding hands spun continuously.
Isaak Ridge stood on the back of the person in the center, aiming his gun at Trent Marsh’s head!
"They’re in the air." Julius Reed shouted imdiately, "Above your head!"
As soon as he finished speaking!
Isaak Ridge fired!
The bullet shot out violently!
Upon hearing Julius Reed’s words, Trent Marsh raised his knife instantly!
Clang!
The bullet struck the blade, hitting his head, indeed sowhat painfully.
"Damn it, on my head!" Trent Marsh exclaid, stepping on a tree trunk and slashing through the air!
Splatter!
A blood mist appeared in the air!
Several n fell down one after another.
The great formation began to destabilize.
"How did you know my position!" Isaak Ridge stepped in mid-air, landing on a tree trunk, pointing at Julius Reed, "This is impossible!"
Their faction’s study of formations was quite advanced.
This invisibility formation was one of their most proud works.
Yet, even so, it was deciphered by Julius Reed.
Just a little more!
If Julius Reed hadn’t spoken, he had a ninety-percent chance of shooting the bullet onto Trent Marsh’s head!
But now!
Everything was wasted.
"Plot against ! A bunch of insidious villains, die!" Trent Marsh continued his aerial assaults, his knife soaked with blood.
"Activate the formation!"
Isaak Ridge jumped back, pulling the trigger!
Bam!
Bam! Bam!
The forest was filled with gunfire!
Trent Marsh’s footsteps were forcibly pushed back!
These bullets were like raindrops, mixed with wood ash.
"Trying to escape?" Julius Reed raised his right hand, gathering a ball of True Qi!
He flicked it lightly!
The True Qi shot out like a bullet instantly!
Splatter!
A blood mist burst from Isaak Ridge’s shoulder, as he vanished into the woods.
The remaining people, although continually using bullets to press Trent Marsh, beca scattered without soone commanding.
Trent Marsh, as if a wolf among sheep, engaged in wild slaughter!
In just five seconds!
The ground was littered with corpses.
The air was thick with the scent of blood.
"Let him escape." Trent Marsh rubbed his head, sowhat annoyed: "That guy, really insidious."
"Treat it as tuition, you still need to grow. But his shoulder, hit by , likely ans he won’t be able to track us for the next few days." Julius Reed chuckled, hands clasped behind his back, "I really want to et their master, to see who it is."
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