Six men stood in a line.
Even the weakest among them was at the Muscle Condensing Realm.
Under their assault, the middle-aged man quickly fell behind.
To keep him from escaping again, they clung to him with all their might, leaving him no chance to break free.
"Die, you bastard!"
Sun Wangxian roared and swung his blade.
The middle-aged man gathered all his strength to block the blow, but a scream rang out, and his right arm was hacked clean off.
Seizing the moment, the others rushed in.
Punch after punch.
The middle-aged man's shoulder blades and arms—and nearly every bone in his body—were completely shattered. His shrill screams echoed through the empty mountain forest for a long time.
Sun Wangxian slowly approached.
He planted a foot on the middle-aged man's chest.
"You animal! Last time, you escaped from me. Let's see you get away this time. For those dozens of children, I'm going to show you something."
"What true cruelty is!!"
With that, he raised his blade and drove it deep into the middle-aged man's leg, then ripped it sideways.
In an instant,
the middle-aged man had lost the use of his other leg.
The pain nearly made him pass out. Gritting his teeth, he snarled, "I'll remember you. The day I get out, you can wait for your family to be carried out in coffins!"
Sun Wangxian sneered. "You really think you can still escape? Once you're inside the Town Martial Division, even if you're an Entering the Ranks expert, you can forget about getting out."
"Hahahaha!"
The middle-aged man burst into laughter.
Watching this, He An felt a foreboding unease rise in his heart. The middle-aged man sounded far too certain, as if he knew he'd be able to escape.
Could he have another card up his