Battle Against a Heavenly Immortal Realm Expert

Under the dim lights, the Li Family Beast-Fighting Arena resembled a living hell.

The stench of blood permeated every inch of the air, mixed with the smell of sweat and painful groans, making one want to vomit.

As the head of this wicked gambling organization, Li Mingqiu, the Third Master Li, is now stepping into this chaotic place with steady steps.

He wore a long black robe, the hem of which swayed slightly with his movements. He wore a silver mask, revealing only his cold, frosty eyes, which shone with a chilling light.

Li Mingqiu scanned the "piglet" in the arena who had been beaten horribly. They were huddled in the corner, their bodies covered in wounds, their eyes filled with fear and despair.

Seeing this, Li Mingqiu raised an eyebrow slightly, then spoke in a completely emotionless tone, "You bunch of bastards, you actually dared to escape from prison. It seems I've been too lenient with you."

"Starting today, I will provide you with meals!"

His voice was deep and cold, like an echo from hell, devoid of any human warmth.

He paused, then asked, "Have all the fugitives been caught?"

A man who seemed to be a minor leader quickly stepped forward, bowing and scraping. "Boss, there are still two people on the run. Our men are still searching and capturing them outside."

"Hmm, who was on duty tonight? Why did this riot occur?" Li Mingqiu's voice remained calm, but it carried a hint of unsettling anger.

"This..."

The man hesitated for a moment, seemingly considering how to answer the question.

"Speak!" Li Mingqiu's voice suddenly rose several octaves, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, causing those around him to shiver.

"It's Wang Hongwei, and all the officers on duty are dead!" The squad leader finally mustered his courage, his voice tinged with panic.

Li Mingqiu's eyebrows twitched violently a few times, and his face instantly turned gloomy and terrifying.

His clenched fist trembled slightly, and the anger in his heart was like a surging tide that was hard to contain, yet he could not vent it.

Wang Hongwei, isn't that the younger brother of his sixth concubine?

That is, his brother-in-law.

If his concubine finds out that his brother is dead, who knows what kind of trouble she'll cause?

He turned to look at the two guards beside his wife— Li Sangeng and Li Banyue.

Both of them are Heavenly Immortal Realm experts with unfathomable strength.

"You two, go and help me catch those two escaped vermin as soon as possible," Li Mingqiu coldly ordered.

"Yes!"

The two men obeyed the order and flashed away like two black lightning bolts, moving at an extremely fast speed, leaving only two afterimages.

At this moment, Hua Qiang, with Wenren Yu by his side, was quickly navigating through the narrow alleys of the city.

A putrid stench permeated the alley, and moss crawled all over the walls. Dim moonlight shone through the narrow gaps onto the ground, casting the disheveled figures of the two people.

Hua Qiang had only one thought in his mind: to escape the area controlled by the Li Lineage as soon as possible.

Once they leave this place, they can get a chance to catch their breath, then find a place to lie low and develop their strength in secret for a while. Once they have become strong enough, they can leave this Desolate City full of sin.

Suddenly, a series of chaotic footsteps came from ahead, along with the light of many torches, and their direction quickly approached.

Hua Qiang's heart tightened, and he quickly settled Wenren Yu in a secluded place, whispering, "Hide here and don't make a sound. Wait for me to come."

Then, he took a deep breath and moved like a ghost towards the street corner.

As he watched the approaching enemies, a cold smile crept onto Hua Qiang's lips. These people were coming to give him experience points, so he naturally accepted them all.

In this perilous and desolate Desolate City, every battle is an opportunity for him to grow stronger. He must seize every chance to become stronger in order to protect himself and those around him.

Before the group of enemies could get close, a cold glint flashed in Hua Qiang's eyes, and he took the initiative to strike.

His body moved like a phantom in the night, instantly disappearing into the crowd.

The Thunderclap Blade in his hand transformed into a deadly bolt of lightning.

Each swing was accompanied by lightning and Thunderclap, and streaks of sword energy carrying the power of thunder roared out, like sharp razors, precisely slicing across the necks of these people.

"Pfft pfft!"

A series of sounds of blades entering bodies rang out one after another, particularly jarring in the quiet yet tense alley.

One by one, heads separated from bodies, accompanied by splattered blood, and fell to the ground with dull thuds before rolling around, creating a gruesome scene in the dim moonlight.

"Enemy attack!"

Someone was shouting at the top of their lungs, their voice filled with terror.

Hearing the shouts, the rest of the people seemed to wake from a dream, and all of them brandished their weapons and rushed towards Hua Qiang in a frenzy.

However, their attacks were as fragile as paper in the face of Hua Qiang's sharp swordsmanship.

Hua Qiang moved nimbly through the crowd, each strike of his knife accompanied by the screams and falls of his enemies.

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Hua Qiang had wiped out the entire group. The alley was filled with the heavy smell of blood, and the corpses lay scattered all over the ground.

Just as Hua Qiang was cleaning up the battlefield and collecting some usable items, he suddenly sensed two extremely powerful auras approaching him at an incredibly fast speed.

Hua Qiang's heart skipped a beat. "There's a master here!"

He dared not delay for the slightest and quickly gathered his strength and rushed forward.

This place is too close to where Wenren Yu is hiding. He is afraid that the other party will discover Wenren Yu and then take him hostage to blackmail him.

If that situation arises, and you hesitate to act rashly, you'll be in big trouble.

At midnight and in the early hours of the morning, they noticed something unusual about the battlefield from afar.

Seeing their arrest team suffer heavy losses in just a few exchanges, the two men became furious.

The two exchanged a glance, lightly touched the ground with their feet, and rushed towards Hua Qiang at great speed, creating a gust of wind.

"You bastard, where do you think you're going? Surrender now!"

Once we make our move, you will die a horrible death!

As Ling Sangeng sped along, he roared loudly, his voice echoing through the alley, making people's eardrums ache.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's fight first!"

Hua Qiang was not afraid at all. He turned around and shouted angrily at the two men. Then he swung the Thunderclap Blade in his hand and slashed fiercely at Ling Sangeng.

In an instant, a thunderous roar exploded, and a blade of energy carrying violent lightning, like an enraged Thunder Beast, instantly slashed in front of Ling Sangeng.

Ling Sangeng's heart tightened suddenly; the sharp blade energy made him feel a deadly threat.

He dared not take the blow head-on, and quickly dodged away.

The Longsword in his hand, like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, stabbed towards Hua Qiang, the blade cutting through the air with a sharp whistling sound.

Ling did not make a move at this moment, but stood aside with a cold expression.

He had already discovered that Hua Qiang was only at the Fifth Heaven of the Earth Immortal Realm.

In his eyes, it was tantamount to bullying someone with their Heavenly Immortal Realm strength to deal with such a minor character.

He felt he couldn't bear the shame if word got out.

This gave Hua Qiang a chance to catch his breath.

Although he possessed many powerful skills, due to the vast difference in their levels of cultivation, Reagan.

Even if one were to force it, the effect would be greatly reduced, and one's own body simply could not withstand the backlash brought about by such a powerful skill.

The two exchanged blows and fought each other.

Each spurt sent up intense sparks, illuminating the dark, blood-soaked alley.