With a whoosh, a gushing stream of blood spurted out, waking the Viper from its tightly closed eyes. The Viper was astonished to see that Blackheart had taken the blow for it.
Then, in a fit of rage, he slapped at Old Zhou. Upon seeing this, Old Zhou narrowed his eyes and slightly dodged the fierce palm strike.
He kicked out four or five more times, striking the Viper hard. The Viper was sent flying, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, before crashing to the ground with Blackheart!
Having used such methods repeatedly, Old Zhou could no longer hold back and spat out a mouthful of blood, saying wearily, "This damned cold weather has made my old ailment even worse!"
Just then, the man in green suddenly appeared behind Old Zhou, gathering a surge of azure true energy in his palm and striking Old Zhou's crown with a powerful blow!
Old Zhou immediately felt a killing intent coming from behind him, and his expression changed drastically. However, his old injury made his movements slightly slower, and he could only dodge the fatal blow, which slammed down hard on his back!
"Puff"!
Old Zhou was struck so hard that he coughed up a mouthful of blood and fell heavily to the ground, seriously injured. The person in green who delivered the blow also aggravated their own injuries and coughed up a mouthful of blood!
However, the Old Zhou caused an old ailment to flare up suddenly, causing him to spit out blood uncontrollably, which caused him extreme pain.
"Heh... heh! I've done so many bad things in my life, and this is how I've ended up. This... this must be fate!"
After saying that, Old Zhou gave a faint smile, lay down on the ground, and died instantly!
At this moment, Blackheart's face was as pale as paper, blood was gushing from his chest, and he lay on the ground on the verge of death.
The Viper looked grief-stricken, desperately trying to stop the blood from flowing out by pressing its hand against the wound, but it was all in vain.
"Damn it! You can't die! You Blackheart!"
"Heh... heh! I've finally repaid this favor to you!"
"No! This favor doesn't count! Hold on! You can pay me back when you're better!" The Viper hurriedly took out Golden Sore Medicine, poured it into the wound, and pressed several acupoints to block the flow of blood.
Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Chou Wansen was terrified. After forcefully repelling the Killer Bee, he fled backward. Li Changfeng sneered, "Don't even think about escaping!"
Li Changfeng picked up the Dark Iron Dragon-Tiger Staff, exerted his strength, his arm veins bulging, and hurled it fiercely towards Qiu Chou Wansen. The entire iron staff transformed into a black afterimage in the air, moving at extremely high speed and exploding with a sonic boom as it hurtled towards Chou Wansen with overwhelming power!
Chou Wansen felt a strong killing intent behind him and was startled. He quickly picked up his blood-red longsword and slashed it down hard at the iron rod. With a clang, Li Changfeng's Dark Iron Dragon-Tiger Staff was forcefully cleaved aside, and the violent force made Chou Wansen's hands go numb.
He almost dropped his longsword, staggering back seven or eight steps, staring at Li Changfeng with a terrified expression. Just then, the figure of Killer Bee slowly appeared behind Chou Wansen, sneering, "Chou Wansen! You've lost!"
Before the words were even finished, the Killer Bee's dagger had already slashed across Chou Wansen's neck, a gush of blood spurting from the wound. His hand slowly reached out to grab the Killer Bee. "Cough... Well... you're so ruthless!!"
After saying that, he fell to the ground and died. Normally, Chou Wansen could easily have dodged such a move, but he was too afraid of Li Changfeng and failed to notice the Killer Bee's movements, so his throat was slit with a knife.
Seeing this, Li Changfeng slowly relaxed. As soon as he relaxed, all the wounds on his body suddenly burst open, and a lot of blood gushed out. The pain made Li Changfeng gasp for breath. He quickly took some hemostatic medicine, and his muscles tightened again.
At that moment, a hint of murderous intent flashed in Killer Bee's eyes as he thought to himself, "Now is the best time to take him hostage! Should I make a move or not?"
Just as Killer Bee was deep in thought, Qingyi suddenly interrupted her, "Sister! Are you alright?"
Upon hearing this, the Killer Bee sighed, "It's alright! Let's go back!"
Qingyi nodded upon hearing this, "Alright! Let's go to the master's place first!"
Li Changfeng slowly approached Blackheart's side, his brows furrowed. "How is he doing now?"
The Viper looked saddened upon hearing this, "The bleeding has stopped for now, but without a good medicine to heal the wound, I'm afraid he won't last much longer!"
Upon hearing this, Li Changfeng pondered for a moment, then said, "Let's send him back to Northern Di City first! I'll think of a way to get the medicine!"
At this moment, two people, one dressed in Ziyi and the other in green, slowly approached them and asked solemnly, "My lord! How is Blackheart doing?"
Upon hearing this, Li Changfeng shook his head. "His injuries are severe! Let's send him back first!"
After saying that, Li Changfeng searched the two men and found a total of 200,000 taels of silver on them.
Li Changfeng was slightly surprised when he saw this. "Is being an assassin this lucrative? This old guy actually has 200,000 on him. It seems he's killed quite a few people over the years!"
The woman in Ziyi slowly picked up the blood-red longsword from the ground, gently stroking the blade with her fingers, and said with great satisfaction, "It's a fine sword!"
Suddenly, Li Changfeng stood behind her and slowly said, "It is indeed a fine knife! If I ever see you showing any murderous intent towards me again, your life will be over!"
The sudden sound startled Ziyi, and she felt a wave of fear wash over her. Luckily, she hadn't made a move, or she might have been killed by Li Changfeng.
The woman in Ziyi gritted her teeth, lowered her body, and cupped her hands, saying, "Next time... it won't happen again!"
Upon hearing this, Li Changfeng's face turned cold, and he exuded an overbearing aura as he pressed down on her. "I'll let it go this time because you fought for me, but next time I'm afraid I won't be so lenient!"
The Ziyi looked grim under the pressure of the aura, and gritted her teeth, saying, "Don't worry, my lord! I won't do it again!"
"Let's go back!"
Upon hearing this, Ziyi nodded. Suddenly, as if remembering something, she slowly took out the blood-red longsword, her face full of reluctance, and said, "My lord! This sword..."
Li Changfeng glanced at the longsword indifferently. "Take it if you like! I don't need a sword!"
Upon hearing this, the woman in Ziyi was overjoyed. "Thank you, sir!"
The Viper, carrying the Blackheart, returned to the inn without stopping. He placed the horse on the bed, and the elderly man, seeing this, was astonished. "What happened?! How did this boy get so badly injured!"
Upon hearing this, Li Changfeng casually made up a lie. "He encountered the Northern Di People on the road, and after a fierce battle Blackheart was seriously injured!"
The elderly man, upon hearing this, was immediately startled and angrily exclaimed, "It's those Northern Di People again! They frequently come to the area around our Northern Di City to rob and kill people. They're truly despicable bastards!"