A few days later.
At the spot where Xia Ping had first landed on the Blood Soul Continent, a spaceship appeared in the sky. With a thud, it gently landed on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Pa!
Immediately, the hatch of the spaceship opened, and seven figures walked out. All of them exuded a monstrous murderous aura. Blood filled the air, as if dyeing the sky red.
These seven people were the famous Seven Kills Gang.
In order to be fully prepared to kill Xia Ping, they had arrived at the Blood Soul Continent a few days late.
However, it would be impossible to complete the mission on the Blood Soul Continent without a few months, so they were not worried that Xia Ping would complete the mission and leave now.
"We've finally arrived at the Blood Soul Continent."
"Be careful. This place is the territory of the Soul Race. They are all proficient in Secret Mind Techniques and have strange methods. If you're not careful, you won't even know how you died."
"It's said that this is the burial ground of the universe's martial artists. Who knows how many people have died here? It's terrifying."
"But there's no need to worry. Lord Kuang Tu has given us some treasures that can resist Mind Attacks. I believe that the Soul Race won't be able to hurt us no matter how powerful they are."
"As long as we can find Xia Ping and kill him, we'll complete the mission."
"Either he dies or we die. We have no other choice."
A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the Seven Kills Gang. They were under the restriction of Saint Kuang Tu. If they did not complete the mission and could not kill Xia Ping, they would definitely be killed by the furious Saint Kuang Tu.
Therefore, they were destined to fight to the death with Xia Ping.
"Don't worry. According to the intelligence, that kid is only a Fulfillment Realm cultivator. Even if he's a disciple of a Saint, he can't be more powerful than us Divine-Realm cultivators. Moreover, the enemy is in the open while we're in the dark. We have the absolute advantage. As long as we catch him off guard, we can assassinate him successfully.
Then, we can retreat successfully. "The one who spoke was the leader of the Seven Kills Gang, Fang Di. He was an expert in puppetry. One person was equivalent to an army. What he often did was control the puppets to carry out suicidal attacks. When they got close to the target, they would explode on the spot.
No matter how many bodyguards the target had, they would still be killed by the explosion. However, because his assassination had caused too much of a commotion and caused countless civilian deaths, he had become the most wanted criminal in the Seven Kills Gang with the highest bounty.
"Big Brother is right. That brat is nothing to worry about. As long as we find him, he will definitely die. Now, our goal is to find his whereabouts, capture and kill him. It's that simple."
The one who spoke was the Seventh Brother, Kong Nuo. His appearance was neither male nor female, it was either Yin or Yang, like a transvestite. His voice was also a little eccentric, making one's hair stand on end.
He was an expert in the art of disguise. It was said that he had a thousand faces on his body. Whenever he sneaked into a crowd, no police would be able to track him.
"According to our intelligence, this should be the place where Xia Ping first landed. However, so much time had passed, and no one knew where he had gone. Oh right, Second Brother, can you track down that kid's whereabouts? "
Fang Cheng looked at his second brother.
The Second Brother's name was Mao Bu, and he was an expert in tracking. He had mastered a martial arts mystical ability called Wind Chasing Nose, which could sniff out targets from thousands of miles away and distinguish thousands of different scents. He was even more sensitive than a dog's nose.
Those who were tracked by him, no matter where they fled to, would not be able to escape from his grasp.
"Don't worry, this is just child's play."
Mao Bu laughed sinisterly, "I can smell the scent on that brat's body. A few days ago, he stopped at this place. Other than that, there also seems to be the scent of different people. They are probably all from the Soul Clan. Both sides had a very intense conflict, but they were all killed by this brat."
"Oh right, there seems to be a very fragrant scent in the air. It was left behind by a very beautiful young woman. She seems to be working with that kid. She's quite lucky with women."
With a light sniff, he seemed to know what had happened in this place a few days ago.
"F * ck, is that kid here to complete a mission or to pick up girls? He just landed on the Blood Soul Continent and he's already picked up a beauty from the Soul Tribe. It looks like he's a hero saving the damsel in distress."
"What's so great about being a disciple of a Saint? Can he be so impudent and flirt everywhere?"
"These disciples of big sects are all like that. They rely on their good looks and money to get into trouble everywhere they go. After picking up all the beauties, they run away after getting pregnant. They have no sense of responsibility at all. That's why they deserve to die."
"All handsome men have to die."
The Seven Kill Gang and the others gritted their teeth in hatred. One had to know that those who came to the Blood Soul Continent were prepared to die because the death rate was more than 99%.
Which one of them did not land on the Blood Soul Continent in fear and trepidation, afraid that they would be surrounded and attacked by the natives?
But this kid had just landed on the Blood Soul Continent not long ago, and he was already trying to be a hero saving the damsel in distress. He even hooked up with a beauty from the Soul Tribe. Was there any justice in this world?!
To be honest, two or three of them had suffered some trauma in their hearts. There was once a wife who ran away with a pretty boy from a big sect. She left a note saying that she was going to pursue her true love.
Love your * ss! Didn't she just look down on him for being poor, old, and ugly?
It was because they had encountered such a thing before that their minds were all twisted. They wanted nothing more than to catch up with Xia Ping and kill him for the sake of the people.
"Hmph, all beautiful women deserve to die. They need to be poisoned to death!" The one who spoke was the third sister, Yun Xiaotong. Her tone was strange and sinister. She looked very old, like a witch, and her skin was like the bark of a hundred-year-old tree.
She looked very old, like she was in her seventies or eighties. In fact, she was only thirty.
But because she had been cultivating poison all year round, the poison had attacked her heart, causing her appearance to change greatly. That was why she looked like an old woman.
But because of this, she especially hated those young and beautiful women. Once she saw them, she wanted to splash acid on them and disfigure them, making them follow in her footsteps.
Moreover, destroying the faces of those beautiful women gave her a strange kind of pleasure.
"Second brother, where is that kid?"
The eldest brother, Fang Chen, looked at his second brother, Mao Bu, with a fierce look in his eyes.
"Big brother, he should be in the east. Although we don't know how far he has gone, he must have left many traces along the way. He won't be able to escape."
Mao Bu laughed cruelly. He had not only learned the Wind Chasing Nose martial arts, but he had also been trained in the army and was proficient in all kinds of tracking techniques.
The people of the Jianghu called him a hound. Once he targeted someone, there was absolutely no chance of escape other than death.
"Good, let's go and catch up with that kid."
Fang Chen ordered.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
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