The entire courtyard suddenly fell silent.
Ge Jingchun did not speak, and i Qianluo remained silent as well.
But unlike Ge Jingchun’s calm deanor, i Qianluo’s forehead was covered in a fine layer of cold sweat.
It wasn’t just because of the pain in his body, but mainly because he realized he had fallen for that person’s trap.
Thinking back now, that person could have severed his arm with one strike, and only needed to make another move to take his life, but why didn’t he?
Instead, he stood there talking to Gentle?
Giving him a chance to escape.
But... was that truly an opportunity?
Now his blood was weak, breath short, and his inner breath was not as strong as before; if this person was really following him, could he detect it?
The more he thought about it, the more he felt a chill in his heart.
anwhile, Ge Jingchun coldly glanced around, trying every ans to find the fourth person here.
Suddenly, laughter erupted, soft but extrely piercing.
Ge Jingchun’s expression darkened, and he turned to look at the person lying on the ground dressed in black.
This was a woman.
Covered in black clothing, her face was indiscernible, but her exquisite figure was unmistakable.
Her laughter at this mont was rather arrogant, making Ge Jingchun’s expression increasingly grim:
"A dying person... why are you laughing?"
"The mighty Flying Cloud Withered Leaf, losing an arm in a single confrontation.
"Such a powerful Deceitful Staff Subduing Dragon technique... but now looking like a coward, wary of everything around.
"Seeing you both end up like this, shouldn’t I laugh?"
The woman spoke with laughter, her voice not particularly loud.
After all, she was injured earlier and had just brushed past the Ghost Gate, her current state was not good.
Ge Jingchun shook his head gently:
"If I rember correctly, you should be Xia Family’s youngest daughter, Xia Wanshuang.
"Back then the gang leader led us to wipe out your Xia Family, you were lucky not to be at ho.
"All these years we haven’t seen you appear, nor have we gone out of our way to hunt you.
"You should cherish your life, get married and have children, why seek your own demise."
As he spoke, he walked toward Xia Wanshuang.
At the sa ti, he remained vigilant in all directions.
He suspected the expert who severed i Qianluo’s arm was already nearby.
It’s just that he was too cautious, not revealing himself.
So, he purposely made a move to kill Xia Wanshuang, intending to expose a flaw, waiting for that person to act, then delivering a thunderous strike!
But until he reached Xia Wanshuang, nothing changed around him.
At that mont, even Deceitful Staff Subduing Dragon couldn’t help suspecting if he was being overly paranoid.
Yet not having the person appear was indeed better.
After killing Xia Wanshuang, he would report the matter to the gang leader, gather all skilled mbers of Divine Sand Gang in Celestial Dance City, and encircle the expert to kill him...
With such thoughts in mind, he was about to act but suddenly felt a coldness all around.
This cold aura was no illusion; he turned around abruptly only to see a shadow behind i Qianluo he hadn’t noticed before.
Covered in darkness, Ge Jingchun couldn’t discern the person’s features.
But he could see the hand holding a knife.
The knife was poised at i Qianluo’s throat, his mouth opening and closing without uttering a single word.
Had his speech acupoint been sealed!?
His form was restrained, arm movable but unable to grab the person behind him.
Death seed inevitable!
"Stop!!"
Ge Jingchun exclaid in shock, his heart cold as ice.
He had been alert enough, the plan to expose a flaw with Xia Wanshuang succeeded as well.
Yet the result differed from expectations.
He couldn’t detect when this person appeared, moving without a sound?
In the instant such thoughts arose, the blade had already traced a circle around i Qianluo’s throat, yet the head didn’t fall to the ground, held instead by another hand grasping its hair.
Ge Jingchun was filled with rage.
He and i Qianluo shared decades of friendship, each serving as second and third leaders of Divine Sand Gang; though minor disputes existed, the overall bond remained deep.
Never could he have imagined witnessing i Qianluo beheaded while utterly powerless to intervene.
Ge Jingchun took a step forward, his figure like an arrow leaving the bowstring.
Yet after rushing no more than a few yards, i Qianluo’s headless corpse was hurled towards him with a howl.
Ge Jingchun’s expression darkened, his hands sending the headless corpse back, sensing a surge of purple, enveloped in imnse force, within which involuntarily pushed him back until his form halted at the door.
He looked up again, and the courtyard showed no trace of the prior person.
"Co out!!"
Ge Jingchun growled angrily.
Choosing not to shout loudly due to worry of Celestial Dance Guard detection.
He picked up the Dragon Head Walking Stick by the door.
This was his weapon.
Deceitful Staff Subduing Dragon referred primarily to his set of Hidden Dragon Staff Technique, the preceding ’Deceitful’ described his cunning.
However, any sches or tricks at this mont were futile.
The person was elusive, effortlessly severing i Qianluo, seemingly as if killing not Divine Sand Gang’s third leader, rely an insignificant pawn.
Such skill left no room for further contemplation.
Yet after this call, sothing indeed erged.
What swept in with a howling fury was a dark object.
Ge Jingchun instantly guessed it was i Qianluo’s head.
With intent to strike it with a staff, imdiately smashing the head.
But ultimately couldn’t bear... dodging aside, letting the head fly into the room.
About to trace the direction of the head to seek the hidden assailant, a sudden gust emanated from behind.
When did he arrive behind ?
Ge Jingchun’s heart tightened, turning rapidly, swinging the Dragon Head Walking Stick, with a bang, sweeping soone behind away.
Yet Ge Jingchun bore no hint of joy.
Because what he swept away... was Xia Wanshuang!
A fleeting sword light caught his peripheral vision, chilling murderous intent already behind.
This ti... it was real!
But Ge Jingchun was too late to turn.
Having gathered montum, now his old strength was depleted, new strength not yet ford.
Knowing the blade behind aid to kill... he found himself unable to react.
Slash!!
The blade pierced, producing the sound of fabric tearing.
Yet this blade, expected to descend upon his shoulder, ca from beneath.
Not slashing... but piercing!
The blade thrust directly from his shoulder, blood gushing, and thinking all this was his own blood, Ge Jingchun felt chilled to the core.
He exclaid in shock, wanting to break free.
But form impaled by the blade, how could he move?
Suddenly the blade transford, letting out a sound, tearing an arm away.
Imdiately, his ankles cooled, looking down, blood trickling from them; instinctively he tried stepping forward, only for the legs to rise while his feet remained.
With a plop, his entire being fell to the ground.
From overhead ca a voice:
"You asked to co out, I did. What do you intend to do?"
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