The masters brought by Wuchen grew increasingly flustered in battle. They were few in number, only seven or eight people, while Wang Teng's followers numbered over a hundred, and these followers simply wouldn't die!
No matter how heavily injured they were, they would stand up again and launch another attack.
Moreover, these people had incredible strength. Getting hit by just one punch sent their blood surging, and it took them quite a while to recover.
"Damn it, what on earth are these things?"
Wuchen's face turned grim.
"You worthless trash, daring to cause trouble in my Wang Family. Now that you've seen our power, it's too late!"
Wang Teng felt very smug as his side gained the upper hand.
"Interesting."
Li Chuan's gaze fell upon Wang Teng's followers.
These people's eyes were extrely cold and rciless, lacking any bit of emotion. Their entire being resembled walking corpses.
After hesitating for a mont, Li Chuan stepped forward, grabbed one of the followers, and clasped the follower's wrist.
"It's really witchcraft."
After observing for a while, Li Chuan suddenly understood. He extended a finger and pressed on the follower's Curved Spirit Point.
"Puh!"
The guy imdiately coughed up a mouthful of black blood.
His originally soulless eyes instantly sparkled, but his body sagged like a deflated balloon!
The whole person collapsed to the ground and emitted a piercing scream.
"Hit their Curved Spirit Point!"
Li Chuan shouted to Wuchen and his group.
Wuchen, hearing this, didn't doubt it for a second and imdiately aid for a Wang Family master's Curved Spirit Point!
"Bang!"
The guy similarly coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his body seed drained of flesh and blood in an instant, but his eyes returned to normal, just like the previous person.
Now that everyone was aware of these people's weaknesses, the task beca simple. They only attacked the Curved Spirit Point of the Wang Family masters, and soon knocked all of them to the ground.
"How... could this happen!"
Wang Teng watched his followers almost instantly collapse and was utterly devastated!
Just realize that they were supposed to be his trump card troops!
How could a trump card troop be this pathetic?
"Young Master Wang, it seems your people are the true trash here. Fall at the first strike, aren't they just useless?"
"If you don't have any other tricks, maybe you should summon the Evil Mage sooner rather than later."
Wuchen wore a disdainful expression.
"Who... who are you people?"
Wang Teng furrowed his brow, his gaze turned uncertain.
Alarm bells rang in his mind.
"Skill Character Sect! Wuchen!"
"Of course, you can also see it as us being the 749 Bureau."
Wuchen openly declared his identity without any concealnt.
749 Bureau! Skill Character Sect!
These words plunged Wang Teng into utter confusion!
After being stunned for a mont, Wang Teng finally regained his senses, his eyes revealing a look of terror.
Wuchen turned his gaze to Weng Changting, sneering, "Do you know who she is?"
"Who?" Wang Teng felt an ominous premonition.
"She's the Sect Leader's most beloved disciple, my junior sister!"
"This..." Wang Teng broke into a cold sweat, his legs quivered, nearly fainting from fright.
"Dad! Dad! It's terrible! It's terrible!"
Wang Teng suddenly turned around and sprinted back to the villa, yelling crazily all the way.
Wuchen didn't worry about him running away, leisurely following behind.
The commotion Wang Teng caused was so great that soon a large group of people erged from the villa.
Leading them was a slender middle-aged man.
It was Wang Teng's father, Wang Kun!
"Kid, what are you up to? Don't you know we have guests at ho? How could you make such a ss here?"
Wang Kun was clearly unhappy with the chaos his son caused. He glanced at the disheveled Wang Teng, his face darkened. As a local leader, the state his son was in was truly embarrassing.
In addition, today's guests at the Wang Family were mostly social elites, discussing cooperation, expanding their influence!
"Dad! It's bad! Sothing's happened to our family!" Wang Teng cried out mournfully.
Upon hearing this, Wang Kun's face grew even worse: "What nonsense are you spouting? What happened to make you scared like this? Did the sky fall or the Earth explode?"
Wang Teng: "It's worse than those two!"
"Patriarch Wang, your son sure has a sense of humor." A mogul laughed heartily.
Wang Kun furrowed his brow: "Speak clearly, what's happened?"
Wang Teng trembled all over, unable to utter a single word.
At this mont, Wuchen entered from outside with his people.
"749 Bureau is here on official business, all unrelated personnel please leave imdiately."
Wuchen wore a stern, expressionless face.
Hearing these words, Wang Kun, who had been composed and mindful, almost collapsed to his knees.
What's happening? Could it be that the 749 Bureau has already discovered my collaboration with the Evil Mage?
Wang Kun took a deep breath, feigning calm: "I wonder why the 749 Bureau has suddenly decided to visit my Wang Family?"
"Wang Kun, you colluded with the Evil Mage, harming innocent people, and now your son wants to hurt my junior sister. Do you think your Wang Family is so powerful that you dare provoke the 749 Bureau like this?"
Wuchen's tone was calm, but his gaze was sharp like a blade!
Cold sweat began to drip from Wang Kun, his knees shook incessantly, fortunate that soone was beside him to steady him, or the Wang Family's Patriarch would surely collapse to the floor!
Finally, he understood why his son was so panicked.
Because he was freaking out too!
Wuchen gave a cold snort: "Now confess everything about the Evil Mage."
"If I confess, will you spare ?" Wang Kun looked despondent, "No! You certainly won't spare ! You might annihilate my entire family."
"The Evil Mage is too powerful! In front of him, I'm nothing but an ant. If I didn't listen to him, I'd be long dead."
Wuchen: "I don't want to hear these useless excuses."
Wang Kun's expression suddenly beca serene, as though he had made so form of preparation, his countenance showed a hint of determination: "Since my Wang Family can't survive, I'd rather fight for survival in death!"
"I know the 749 Bureau is formidable, but just a few of you, facing the Evil Mage, I'm not sure you can deal with him."
"Oh! If your master is so impressive, why not make him appear?"
A strong voice suddenly drifted in from outside.
Soon, a middle-aged man clad in a purple Taoist robe walked in with an aura of immortality!
"Master!"
Weng Changting looked overjoyed.
"Master? Could this middle-aged man be the Sect Leader of the Skill Character Sect?"
Li Chuan glanced over, filled with curiosity.
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