Li Haoming clapped his hands, and Li Guangyuan was brought in, trussed up and with tape over his mouth, a look of terror on his face.
"You..." Li Tiancheng was so angry that he couldn’t speak. Suddenly, a mouthful of black blood sprayed out, and Fang Rushan’s face also changed color, his lips turning slightly blue.
"You’ve poisoned us!" Fang Rushan’s eyes swept towards Li Haoming.
"Mr. Fang, I’m sorry to have implicated you. However, I needed to find a scapegoat to bear all this, and you are the most suitable candidate."
"Because you fell out with my father over a business deal, you hired an assassin to kill him. And now that I’ve shown up and taken you down, isn’t that a reasonable story?" Li Haoming looked at Fang Rushan with a playful smirk on his face.
"Young Master Li, I must say you are very scheming, but unfortunately, your thods are still lacking."
Fang Rushan said indifferently, and imdiately, the two Innate Late Stage masters behind him burst forth.
One of them charged towards Li Haoming and in the blink of an eye had seized Li Haoming’s neck, while the other unleashed a terrifying and authoritative aura.
Instantly, the group of n in black felt as if a mountain had suddenly pressed down on them. They uncontrollably spat out blood and slumped to the ground, their bodies going limp.
This change happened so suddenly that Li Haoming couldn’t react in ti, his eyes going blank.
"We can have the antidote now, right?" Fang Rushan said.
Suddenly, the Innate Late Stage master increased the pressure on his hand, Li Haoming’s neck turned red, and he felt the sensation of choking. He quickly reached into his pocket and pulled out a small vial.
The master snatched the vial, threw Li Haoming onto the ground, went to Fang Rushan’s side, and administered the antidote, restoring Fang Rushan’s complexion quickly.
Li Haoming lay gasping for air on the ground, and Huilan hurriedly helped him up, asking, "Haoming, are you all right?"
"Mr. Fang, give the antidote," Li Tiancheng requested, his lips turning blue and his complexion darkening as he gazed at the antidote in Fang Rushan’s hand.
"Mr. Li, you want the antidote?" Fang Rushan shook the vial in his hand and, with a sudden flick of his wrist, threw it out of the window nearby.
Imdiately, Li Tiancheng’s eyes bulged as he looked at Fang Rushan and asked, "Why... why would you do that?"
"Because I’ve found that working with Young Master Li is much more favorable than collaborating with you. What do you think, Young Master Li?"
Fang Rushan looked at Li Haoming with a smile.
"Absolutely, absolutely, as long as I beco the Sect Leader of the Li family, I will agree to any of Mr. Fang’s cooperation requests," Li Haoming hurriedly said, looking at Fang Rushan.
"You..." A mouthful of black blood gushed out again from Li Tiancheng, who was now starting to succumb to the poison and couldn’t hold on much longer.
At that mont, two gusts of wind sounded, and the two won in black suddenly dashed towards the box holding the beads, evidently attempting to seize it.
Bang! Bang!
However, the two Innate Late Stage masters seed to have already anticipated their intentions and, moving swiftly, simultaneously struck out with their palms.
The lightning-fast blows hit the two won, unleashing the explosive power of their dense True Qi. The won spat out blood and collapsed on the ground.
The reason the two won were so easily struck was clearly that they had not fully recovered from their injuries from the previous night, and they couldn’t muster their full fighting strength.
"It seems it was indeed you two who attacked that night," Fang Rushan said coldly as he swept his eyes over the two won.
"Cough... cough..." The two won coughed violently, their faces as pale as snow. The strike they had just received completely drained them of any fighting strength.
"I advise you to hand over that bead to us; otherwise, your Fang Family will be dood sooner or later," one of the won said weakly, her gaze fixed on Fang Rushan.
Fang Rushan’s eyes flashed with a strange light and said, "Really? First, tell who you are."
"You’re not worthy to know."
"Hmph!" Fang Rushan snorted coldly, "Since that’s the case, there’s no need for idle chatter. I, Fang Rushan, have never feared anyone."
"Today really is quite lively."
A light and indifferent voice ca from outside the door. As everyone looked over, they saw Ye Luo walk in slowly, a faint smile on his lips.
"Ye Luo!" Fang Rushan fixed his gaze on Ye Luo, his pupils constricting, a flash of cold light briefly visible.
Ye Luo walked in and looked at the scene in front of him, chuckled, and said, "This drama really is one after another, isn’t it?"
"Kid, this matter has nothing to do with you. Leave imdiately if you don’t want to die," Li Haoming said with a chilling glance at Ye Luo.
Bang!
Ye Luo kicked out, sending the man flying.
"A beast like you who defies the natural order has no right to speak to ," Ye Luo said, curling his lips dismissively.
"Ye... Mr. Ye, save !" Li Tiancheng, his face blackened, pleaded to Ye Luo with his last breath.
Whoosh!
A silver needle shot out, striking one of Li Tiancheng’s acupoints and imdiately stabilizing the faint sign of life that was about to fade away.
"Attack, take him down!" Fang Rushan ordered in a deep voice, his eyes locked on Ye Luo.
At once, the two Innate Late Stage experts attacked Ye Luo together.
Ye Luo scoffed, the Nine Yang Mystic Art activating.
Terrible Nine Yang True Qi gathered in his hands.
Boom! Boom!
With the Dragon Soaring Nine Heavens technique, Ye Luo’s body flickered and disappeared in front of the two n, following with two thunderous punches.
The two n reacted and marshaled all their strength to resist, but they still kept being forced back, their faces turning pale.
Whoosh!
The soft sword unsheathed, and slashes of sword light swept out. The two Innate Late Stage experts were caught off guard. Although they were a realm higher than Ye Luo, his combat strength far surpassed theirs.
Now that Ye Luo did not even fear an Innate Peak Stage expert, let alone these two Innate Late Stage existences. In less than twenty moves, both were dead by Ye Luo’s sword, leaving Fang Rushan dumbfounded.
After sheathing his soft sword, Ye Luo’s gaze swept towards Fang Rushan, whose expression changed drastically. He frantically pulled a pistol from his bosom and aid it at Ye Luo, ready to pull the trigger.
But Ye Luo didn’t give him the chance to fire. With a flicker of his body, Ye Luo appeared in front of him and smashed a punch into his chest, causing blood to well up in Fang Rushan’s throat and spurt out, his complexion instantly wilting.
"You overestimate yourself!" Ye Luo humd derisively, then walked over to Li Tiancheng, his fingers moving, several silver needles piercing into his body.
In an instant, Li Tiancheng spat out a mouthful of black blood, and his previously blackened face gradually recovered, clearly indicating the poison had been neutralized.
"Thank you, Mr. Ye, for saving my life," Li Tiancheng said to Ye Luo, his expression full of gratitude.
Subsequently, Li Tiancheng looked towards the bead lying on the coffee table, about to reach for it, when another hand appeared and grabbed the bead in hand. This person was none other than Ye Luo.
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