Swish!

The sword light arrived instantly.

Tu Shan stepped backward, dodging the range of the sword light, then his sinister gaze turned toward the source of the sound.

On the other side of the street, a team of Barbarian Beast transporters approached, and it was a young Martial Artist who had struck just now.

This commotion immediately drew the attention of the nearby Martial Artists, and everyone’s eyes turned to this side.

"Big brother Li!"

Little Stone, surprisely glanced at the young Martial Artist, whose strength ranked among the top three in Black Iron City’s outer city, with a Spiritual Rotation Realm two-tier Cultivation.

The young Martial Artist held a Longsword, nodded at Little Stone, and coldly stared at Tu Shan, "Who are you?"

Whoosh!

As soon as he spoke, a flame light flickered, and a fist-sized blood hole appeared in the center of the young Martial Artist’s forehead, his face still showing his previous expression, as he fell to the ground with a thud.

The scene fell silent, and a terrifying atmosphere spread.

The Martial Artists present were shocked and incredulous when they saw the young Martial Artist lying on the ground.

The young Martial Artist was a Spirit Rotation Realm two-level warrior, yet he was killed in a single move, without a chance to resist.

Little Stone and the other children had never seen such a horrifying scene, all were terrified beyond compare, with stiff bodies frozen in place.

"You... you killed indiscriminately!"

An elder from the Barbarian Beast team stared at Tu Shan, his face full of anger, and questioned.

Tu Shan licked his lips and smiled grimly, "I, Tu Shan, never need a reason to kill."

Tu Shan!

Upon hearing this, the Martial Artists on the street were shocked, most showing fear on their faces.

"Tu Shan, he is the Blood Hand Tu Shan!"

"How could it be possible? Blood Hand Tu Shan was hunted by enemies years ago and disappeared without a trace, rumored to have been dismembered."

"It seems he was never dead, just hidden away. Five years ago, he was already a Spirit Rotation Realm nine-level early-stage warrior, now his Cultivation might be even more profound."

"Why did he come to Black Iron City?"

"Step back, Tu Shan is a notorious killer demon, if he goes wild, everyone here will die."

The people on the street turned pale, some involuntarily stepping back.

They never imagined that the middle-aged Martial Artist before them was the bloodthirsty Tu Shan from years ago.

When he was known throughout the rtiad, he was nicknamed ’Blood Hand,’ whenever he acted, he left no survivors, countless died at his hands.

Tu Shan kills for the sake of killing, just walking past him on the street might get you killed; looking at him too much might get you killed; not looking at him might also get you killed; no reason, no motive, a total mad demon.

However, because of this, Tu Shan made too many enemies, hunted by several major foes collaborating years ago, vanished from the rtiad, not expected to surface again today.

Feeling everyone’s gaze, Tu Shan gave a feral smile, clearly enjoying the atmosphere of others fearing him, then cruelly turned his gaze to the people of the Barbarian Beast transport team:

"I’m in a bad mood today, and when I’m in a bad mood, I want to kill..."

"Run!"

"Quickly, go!"

The other Martial Artists of the Barbarian Beast transport team, their eyes trembling, ran frantically toward the distance. Even a young Martial Artist with a Spirit Rotation Realm two-tier Cultivation was killed instantly, let alone them, moreover, many had heard Tu Shan’s notorious name, staying would be a dead end.

"The ones I want to kill, never leave alive."

Tu Shan’s gaze flashed with murderous intent.

Blinding flame light soared to the skies, dyeing the vast sky red, above the street, a massive scarlet palm covered half the sky, crashing down amidst Tu Shan’s evil laughter.

Boom!

The ground trembled, scorching airwaves surged tens of meters high, those attempting to flee vanished without a trace, as did several Barbarian Beasts the size of small mountains, leaving only a blurry mass of flesh and blood on the collapsed street.

The entire street eerily silent, not a soul daring to breathe heavily, one deadly palm, Blood Hand merciless, this is the strength of Blood Hand Tu Shan.

After killing everyone in the Barbarian Beast transport team, Tu Shan coldly smiled, turned around, and his sinister gaze fell on Little Stone.

"Kid, I’ll ask you again, where are Lin Hongyi and Luo Feng?"

Thump!

Facing Tu Shan’s gaze, Little Stone’s legs turned to jelly, collapsing to the ground, gazing at the shattered street ahead with wide eyes.

In his eyes, nearly invincible, a punch could knock a Barbarian Beast flying, yet Big brother Li and those mountain-crushing Barbarian Beasts died like this, all this in a single move, how could anyone possess such overwhelming power!

"Mon... monster..." Little Stone stammered, colorless, voice trembling.

"Hmph, looks like you’re just a worthless piece of trash. I’ll ask someone else then."

Tu Shan, worried about losing the trail of Luo Feng and Lin Hongyi, resolved not to waste time, pressing his palm toward Little Stone to slay the audacious lad.

Whoosh!

But at this moment, a sharp sound pierced through the air, and the nearby Yuan Qi began to vibrate violently.

Hmm?

Tu Shan frowned, eyes cold, right hand emitting brilliant blood-colored light.

At the same time, a scarlet Palm Gang struck forth.

Boom!

Two forces collided, as though Thunderbolt was striking down in the street, the massive sound reverberating through everyone’s mind, Tu Shan was directly blasted away, and other onlookers were forced back repeatedly by the momentum, unable to stop themselves.

"You are Luo Feng!"

Steadying his stance, Tu Shan raised his head, seeing the newcomer, a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, above the clouds, two figures stood.

"Uncle Qiu, the newcomer is a late-stage Spirit Rotation Realm nine-level warrior, I should assist Luo Feng." Lin Hongyi looked down and was about to go and help when Uncle Qiu held her back.

"Miss, Luo Feng’s Grand Momentum has reached the peak stage, his strength now is incomparable to ten days ago, a mere late-stage Spirit Rotation Realm nine-level warrior can do nothing to him. Even a peak Spirit Rotation Realm nine-level warrior might be no match. Unless it’s talents like the top ten new dragons."

Uncle Qiu suddenly eyed Lin Hongyi, frowning, "What concerns me now, is Miss..."

"Me?" Lin Hongyi raised her Daimei eyebrow.

Uncle Qiu nodded, glancing down at Tu Shan, "This Black Iron City lacks resources and usually has few Spirit Rotation Realm Martial Artists, yet there is a top-tier Spirit Rotation Realm warrior here, I’m worried..."

"Boundless Sea King!"

Lin Hongyi bit her red lip tightly, her bright eyes revealing endless killing intent.

"Indeed, we currently lack the strength to confront the Boundless Sea King, if he discovers our whereabouts, we must leave immediately."

Uncle Qiu paused, then told Lin Hongyi, "Miss, I’ve already sealed this cloud layer with an Illusion Technique, as long as you stay inside, not even Boundless Sea King can locate you. Stay here, I’ll scout around."

"Uncle Qiu, be careful,"

Lin Hongyi urged quickly, her expression unusually tense.

Uncle Qiu smiled gently, "No need to worry. Though I’m no match for Boundless Sea King, he can’t easily kill me either. I’ll be back soon."

Then suddenly, Uncle Qiu shouted:

"Diversion!"

Swish!

The sound fell, a Mysterious Light shone from his brow, and in the blink of an eye, a figure appeared before him.

The figure’s attire and features were identical to Uncle Qiu’s, also made of flesh and blood, indistinguishable from the real one, except having vacant eyes, like a walking corpse.

"Go!"

With a command, the two Uncle Qius turned into streamers, shooting off in opposite directions, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Lin Hongyi watched Uncle Qiu’s figure vanish, gently biting her red lip, her gaze rarely showing tension, directing it below.