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"It's no wonder that we let bygones be bygones by killing all our opponents and joining the Iron Eagle Martial Meeting. — — Qin Prefecture God's Iron Hunting Art!" When Fu Gui saw the words written on the leather paper, he felt both happy and worried. He was happy because after killing so many people, he was caught by this iron eagle and had no intention to return alive. He was worried because he was too weak to survive. The young man who was his first enemy was slightly stronger than him.

"What should I do?" Fu Gui pondered as he walked. Unknowingly, he had already reached the door of the room he was in, but he had yet to think of a countermeasure.

The Iron Eagle Guard that was guarding him was an experienced veteran. They skillfully opened the door and said to Fu Gui, "Enter!"

He was not allowed to resist at all, and he did not dare to do so either. He had resisted being knocked out in front of the Iron Eagle Guard with a single slap, so fighting back was meaningless.

Fu Gui pulled out the bone saber and activated the blood-red Innate Qi to protect his body. He could already guess that Chang Lou was waiting for him at the back with the saber in hand. He then chopped off his own head.

Transforming into a streak of blood-red light, Fu Gui disappeared through the door. After a roll, the clashing sound of metal against metal could not be heard.

"Hey!" Fu Gui was shocked. He took a glance around and discovered that Chang Lou was not in the room. He heaved a sigh of relief. General Xie smiled as he stood behind the door, retracting his aura, waiting for the moment he came back to chop him down.

Right at that moment, the small door to the latrine suddenly opened. Chang Lou saw Fu Gui greeting him first, "Yo!" You're back! " He then curiously looked at Fu Gui, who was hiding behind the door with a nervous expression on his face and asked, "You want to escape?"

Chang Lou couldn't help but give Fu Gui a thumbs up. These Iron Eagle Guards were all at the fifth level of the Natal Opening Realm. Fighting against Fu Gui, who had just broken through to the Innate realm, was like catching a chick by an eagle. In order to differentiate the strength of the two who had entered the unified realm, the troublesome cultivators had divided each of the nine realms into five levels. The first level referred to the moment one had entered this realm. The fifth level referred to the moment one had comprehended this realm and was about to enter the peak of the next realm.)

"Yes!" Fu Gui saw that Chang Lou didn't seem like she was joking, so he nodded. "What's the point of staying here if this shitty house can fade away? How could it compare to the carefree and happy atmosphere outside?"

Chang Lou gave a deep sigh of approval and agreed, "Yes! That's right! It was meaningless! The ladies in the beautiful garden are still the best. No matter what worries you, no matter how bored you are, it's always them taking off a few clothes that dispel your boredom the most! "

Fu Gui smiled and took a step forward. "I didn't expect that I would have a whole new level of respect for you. You're an old hand in the art of floral arts!"

Chang Lou said with a look of regret, "A novice will eventually grow old, and a veteran will also be born! Just like killing people, no matter how many people you've killed in the past, or how vicious you are, when you raise your blade again, you would still think 'what will happen if you can't kill him', this is a question that only new people would think about. "

The muscles on Fu Gui's face twitched. He glanced at Chang Lou and discovered that this young man's body was gradually giving off an aura that caused one's heart to palpitate. He was becoming more and more unfathomable, causing him to be even more terrified.

Calming his grip on his saber, Fu Gui laughed with some difficulty and probed Chang Lou, "Just now, did the Iron Eagle Guard call you out to tell you about the Iron Rhinoceros Martial Arts Competition?" When are we going to compete? These days are really boring. "

Chang Lou looked at Fu Gui in surprise. "You didn't know?" Without waiting for Fu Gui's reply, he smiled awkwardly and said, "Actually, I don't know either."

Fu Gui secretly channeled his true qi. The intuition of many years of fighting told him that the person before him was about to make his move.

"Is there any use in holding the knife so tightly?" Chang Lou sneered, "We still have to die!"

"You're too arrogant!" With a cold shout, Fu Gui brandished his bone blade. The earth-shattering crimson colored energy from the saber transformed this seemingly small space into a sea of blood. It was extremely imposing.

"Blood Fiend True Qi!" It seems like a lot of people died at your hands! " Blowing away the remnants of the Heaven Punisher Powder on his palm, Chang Lou sighed emotionally as he looked at Fu Gui's dark, cold, blood-red true energy.

"There will be one more you soon!" This "Tyrant Blood Saber Slash" was a remnant of a high grade Profound Rank martial skill. He was confident that with the combination of his overbearing and heavy Blood Fury Skill, not many Innate realm experts in Iron Rhinoceros City would be able to withstand it.

Under the pressure of the heavy air of discouragement, it was difficult for Chang Lou to move as if he had been stuck in a quagmire. He could only watch as the blood blade hacked down.

Just as Fu Gui was brimming with confidence and was about to slash down at Chang Lou, his mind suddenly stopped. His true energy was in disarray. Sensing that something was wrong, Fu Gui thought to himself, "Not good!" He gritted his teeth and activated the blood blade. Right now, he had no other choice but to kill Chang Lou as soon as possible. Otherwise, he would be dead by the time this unknown poison completely spread out.

Puff! He spat out a mouthful of blood and struck out with his saber.

The huge blood blade was like a demon who was about to take his life. It instantly engulfed Chang Lou. Fu Gui heaved a sigh of relief. He was still confident that Chang Lou would not be able to withstand this strike. Even if he did not die, he would at least be heavily injured.

"Hey!" Fu Gui was very curious as there was nothing at the center of the saber light. He couldn't help but guess, "Could it be that this move was too overbearing and had destroyed the target?"

"This latrine is so sturdy!" Just as Fu Gui was looking around, Chang Lou suddenly emerged from the latrine.

Chang Lou glanced at the white mark on the ground and clicked his tongue in wonder, "So powerful!" "Since you've already made such a hard stone, it's time for you to proudly set off on your journey."

The Quicksand Sword pierced through Fu Gui's chest. The stirring of the gray true energy immediately shattered his heart.

"Actually, I'm not in the Greater Heaven stage!"

"Natal Opening …" The life force of a cultivator was absolutely tenacious. Fu Gui hung on as he said these two words in one breath.

Chang Lou didn't plan on letting him finish speaking. He shook his head and said, "Body refining fifth level!"

Fu Gui's eyes widened as he died.

Chang Lou spat a mouthful of blood onto Fu Gui's body and lay on the bed. He was filled with emotion. It was a close call just now, and he almost got hacked to death.

In fact, Chang Lou had long since returned. He was watching every move of Fu Gui through a small hole in the latrine.

He could tell from Fu Gui's nervous reaction that the rules were about the same as his guesses. Facing such a cruel rule, he felt quite pressured. Although Fu Gui had committed many evil deeds, it was still a bit difficult for him to kill him just like that. Therefore, he could only use his wits and not go head to head against it. After all, he still had other competitors waiting for him to deal with. It was impossible for him to kill Fu Gui and then kill him.

To participate in the Martial Competition using the principle of paving the way with blood, force was one aspect, and scheming and scheming must be done as well.

After all, there was no path to return.

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