Seeing this Ouyang Duha sneered, "Hmph! Perfect! I can kill you all!"
After saying that, Ouyang Duha also rushed over suddenly, turning into a lightning-fast afterimage as he charged towards the two of them.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a violent explosion rang out not far away. It was the explosion that had occurred when Li Changfeng, Tang Er-Yi Li Wuyai clashed earlier, which immediately alerted Ouyang Duha and the other two.
"What a powerful attack!"
The three watched the power unleashed in the battle with solemn expressions. They vaguely noticed a figure killing one of them and then slowly moving towards the other.
Upon seeing this, the bandaged man's pupils contracted, he gritted his teeth, and took a small step forward, as if he couldn't wait to get to Li Changfeng's location!
Upon seeing this, the masked man's eyes flashed with a glint of light. Suddenly, he made his move, unleashing his full power and using the first move of the [Ghost Shadow Kill] technique, "Ghost Mist Shrouds Spreads." The Ghost Shadow's body condensed streams of eerie ghost energy, which slowly surged outwards.
In a short while, wisps of black mist appeared all around, covering the entire area and subtly enveloping the area where Li Changfeng was located.
Ouyang Duha frowned as the sudden black fog appeared. "What kind of trick is this! How can there be such a thick fog and such low visibility!"
Suddenly, Ouyang Duha's expression turned serious. His true energy erupted, condensing into a powerful and fierce aura around him. He slowly walked forward, observing his surroundings with great seriousness.
However, the bandaged man left the ghostly mist first and rushed towards where Li Changfeng was. Although the masked man did not understand why he was going there, he followed him.
At the same time.
Li Changfeng looked at Li Wuyai with a sneer, then suddenly pointed his finger and sealed his speech acupoint, rendering him unable to utter a word and surrender. "You're dead this time! Even the Emperor himself can't save you!"
Upon hearing this, Li Wuyai's face filled with terror, and he frantically cried out in his heart, "Tusked Demon! Tusked Demon! Come out quickly! Save me! Otherwise, I'm doomed!"
Li Wuyai's inner cries went unanswered, leaving only a helpless roar echoing in his heart.
Seeing this, Li Changfeng sneered and suddenly raised his hand, about to strike Li Wuyai with a palm. Suddenly, his eyes changed, and his gaze fell on Li Wuyai's left side. A figure suddenly appeared and directly pierced through Li Wuyai's dantian with a sword.
A sharp pain caused Li Wuyai's face to twitch, his mouth to open wide, but he couldn't make a sound; he was in extreme agony.
Seeing this, Li Changfeng frowned and said coldly, "Who are you! Why are you trying to steal my prey!"
This was the masked man who had rushed over. He looked at Li Changfeng with a complicated expression, "I... I have a deep-seated hatred for him! I hope Brother Li can give me face and let me kill him myself!"
Li Changfeng's eyes narrowed upon hearing this. "Why would I let you kill him? I have a deep grudge against him too!"
Upon hearing this, the masked man suddenly burst into laughter, slowly unwrapping the bandages from his face to reveal a face covered in healed scars, as if someone had ripped off his skin and then healed it into this grotesque and hideous appearance!
"Is this okay for me?"
Seeing this, Li Changfeng's face turned grave. "You... this horrible state is all his fault!"
The masked man nodded upon hearing this. "That's right! It's this damned guy who caused it!"
After hearing this, Li Changfeng pondered for a moment. He only had killing intent towards Li Wuyai, and he didn't necessarily have to kill him personally. Given the deep-seated grudge between them, it would probably be worse than death. So he gave the masked man some face.
"Sure! But you have to kill him right in front of me!"
The masked man's expression turned complicated upon hearing this. "Thank you! I'll kill him on the spot!"
Upon seeing this terrifying face, Li Wuyai was horrified. He thought to himself, "This... this face shouldn't be like this! He's clearly dead! How could he be here, and with such strength!"
He was speechless and could only hope that it wasn't the person he imagined, but someone Li Wuyai had framed before!
The masked man looked at him with a mocking expression. "The wheel of fortune turns! This time, it's my turn to decide your fate!"
The masked man's hand pressed directly against Li Wuyai's face, tearing it open with a ripping sound, revealing a new face. Li Changfeng's pupils constricted in shock, and he exclaimed, "Qu Qingsheng!!!"
Not only was Li Changfeng shocked, but even the people of the Free and Unfettered Sect were extremely shocked upon seeing this. They simply could not believe that this Li Wuyai had been an imposter all along, and that the Northern Darkness Divine Art was not something that just anyone could cultivate.
Only the sect leader's direct descendants are qualified to cultivate; even their elders are not allowed to cultivate. Coupled with this face, they had no reason to suspect anything!
Their pupils shrank to pinpoints. "This... how is this possible!"
At this moment, Qu Qingsheng unleashed all his inner energy, breaking through his acupoints, and coughed up a mouthful of blood. He suddenly blurted out, "I want to throw myself..."
Before he could finish speaking, a swift and sharp silver light flashed past, suddenly opening a bloody gash at his throat. Qu Qingsheng staggered a few steps, clutching his throat tightly with both hands, blood gushing out with a cracking sound, unable to utter a word.
With a face full of resentment, she glared at the bandaged man and forced out a string of vicious words, "Li... Li... Wuyai! You... will... not... die a good death!"
The words had barely left his mouth when Qu Qingsheng's eyes snapped open, and he was instantly lifeless, lying on the ground with his eyes wide open in death. If his promising life were to vanish into thin air once more...
Just then, wisps of black mist swept by, and a shadowy figure silently appeared beside Li Changfeng. Taking advantage of Li Changfeng's attention being entirely on the two of them, the figure silently slashed the dagger in its hand towards Li Changfeng's neck from beneath the black mist.
At that moment, Li Wuyai happened to see this situation and shouted, "Li Changfeng! Watch out behind you!"
Upon hearing this, Li Changfeng was immediately startled, feeling goosebumps rise all over his body and his scalp tingle. A murderous intent arrived belatedly, but it was too late. A flash of cold light suddenly disappeared.
In that instant, Li Changfeng's muscles reacted with lightning speed, unleashing his Adamantine Body Force. He clenched his chin sharply, clamping the dagger between his jaws, causing bursts of intense sparks to erupt.
The dagger was extremely sharp, slicing cleanly across Li Changfeng's neck before suddenly appearing nearby. The two men froze, completely bewildered.