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"Damn, you guys are really tough. My hands hurt from hitting you." Xue Wu blew on his slightly red fist, looking at the Wan Du Sect disciples who all had black eyes from being punched, and felt extremely satisfied.

"Brother, we were wrong, please stop hitting us and let us go, okay?" Zhao Sanniu, who had been beaten the most, crawled to Xue Wu's feet and begged.

"We can't let them get away with this! They killed several of our fellow disciples!" a wounded Yufeng disciple shouted to the hesitant Xue Wu.

Upon hearing this, Xue Wu pondered for a moment. Although he wasn't a model student or a pillar of the nation, he was at least a skilled young man. He clearly wouldn't commit murder or arson, but he couldn't let him get away with it. He slowly lowered his body, looked at the pitiful Zhao Erniu, and delivered a powerful blow to his nose, knocking out the latter's teeth.

"Damn it, you're so arrogant, did I tell you to speak?" Xue Wu then kicked Zhao San Niu, who had been sent flying.

"I won't talk anymore, I won't talk anymore..." Zhao Sanniu said painfully, curling up in pain.

These scenes were very satisfying for the disciples of Yufeng, but not enough. In their hearts, only the death penalty could appease their inner turmoil.

"Damn it, you dare to talk back? You're asking for a beating." Seeing that kicking wasn't enough, Xue Wu squatted down and continued to punch.

"Which sect do you belong to?" Xue Wu asked, stopping his waving fists.

"We are disciples of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect," Zhao Sanniu said, raising his hands to protect his face.

"Damn, you're really tough. I asked you a question, but I didn't let you speak. You're asking for it." Xue Wu swung his fist down again.

"How many disciples of my Luoyun Sect have you killed?" Xue Wu stopped his fist again and said calmly.

This time, Zhao Sanniu was smarter and stopped talking, but still stared straight at Xue Wu with both eyes. "Damn it, wait until my second brother comes, I'll make you pay."

"You fucking look down on me, huh? You're not going to say anything, are you? You're asking for a beating."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Sanniu froze on the spot, his mind blank. He had already cursed Xue Wu a hundred times in his heart. He was caught in a dilemma: to say something or not to say something.

"Did you fucking insult me?"

"No, brother, I didn't even open my mouth!" Zhao Sanniu's eyes widened; he had clearly underestimated Xue Wu's shamelessness.

"I don't care, I said you cursed me, so you cursed me. Fine, you've got guts. I admire your backbone. Two more people over there, let's beat you up together." Xue Wu waved to Xu Tao and then continued beating him.

Xu Tao and the others were clearly shocked by Xue Wu's shameless act. They stared blankly without moving, but two of them still stepped forward and joined in the beating. They delivered powerful punches, even more brutally than Xue Wu.

"Hey, you're tough as nails, still breathing after all this time. Two more over there, anyone who doesn't want to fight, come on over there." Xue Wu stopped what he was doing and said, catching his breath.

Those few injured Yufeng disciples had no time to rest and dragged their wounded bodies into the battle.

"Brother Xu, has your junior brother always been like this?" Su Changfeng asked Xu Tao, who was dumbfounded, as he looked at the scene of the mass brawl.

"I don't know either, my junior brother is indeed a bit..." Xu Tao didn't know how to comment. He couldn't bear to look at his outrageous behavior.

"That's enough! If you're so capable, follow the rules of the martial world and fight one-on-one!" Zhao Sanniu shouted, covering his face.

"Stop!" Xue Wu spread his arms to stop the disciple who was beating him relentlessly, and looked at Zhao Sanniu on the ground and said, "No problem, I'll give you a chance for a one-on-one fight."

"I won't bully you, I won't fight you."

"I'll give you two choices. First, you take on the whole group by yourself. Second, the whole group takes on you by yourself."

"It's your choice."

"Huh? What kind of one-on-one fighting method is this?" Su Changfeng exclaimed in shock.

"I don't know either," Xu Tao said, equally shocked.

"Can you fucking be any more shameless?" Zhao Sanniu cursed angrily.

"Damn it, brothers, what do we do when this bastard calls me shameless? I even gave him a chance to fight me one-on-one and he still cursed me." Xue Wu looked at the Yu Feng disciples who were gathered in a circle and said with a wronged expression.

"Beat him up!" everyone shouted in unison.

Xue Wu showed an expression of unbearable disapproval, waved his hand in a gesture of sympathy, and then walked out of the crowd and returned to Xu Tao's side. The disciples who had received the decree once again sought revenge against Zhao San Niu and voiced their grievances.

"Brother Xu, I gave you such a fair price and you still scolded me. I'm so pitiful and miserable..." Xue Wu leaned against Xu Tao, throwing a tantrum.

Xu Tao was dumbfounded. Looking at Xue Wu, who was right in front of him, he had a completely new understanding of how shameless his junior brother was, which was in stark contrast to the junior brother he remembered who was a good cook and mischievous.

"Senior Brother Xu, Senior Brother Su, and Junior Brother Xue, let's hurry up and find the spiritual artifact as soon as possible; that's the main task," Gu Qingcheng said anxiously after recovering to her peak condition.

"Alright." Xue Wu realized that this was just a waste of time, so he shouted to the unstoppable Yu Feng disciples, "Alright, brothers, let him go, come back."

Upon hearing this, the disciples of Yufeng, though still not satisfied, followed Xue Wu's instructions, kicked him, and then prepared to leave.

"Who dares to bully my brother?"

A loud, boisterous voice rang out, followed by a strong, burly man leaping out from afar. He was Zhao Sanniu's second elder brother, Zhao Erniu, and dozens of Wan Du Men disciples followed.

"Second brother, save me!" Zhao Sanniu screamed miserably.

"Third Brother!" Zhao Erniu exclaimed in surprise as he looked at Zhao Sanniu lying on the ground, his face unrecognizable from the beating. He then saw the disciples of Yufeng who were about to leave and angrily rushed over, unleashing a punch infused with fire poison.

Xue Wu and his three companions acted swiftly and brought back four disciples, but they still couldn't prevent the tragedy from happening. Those disciples who couldn't escape were struck by a punch infused with fire poison, and their bodies began to corrode rapidly until they turned to ashes and were blown away by the breeze.

The other three were alright, but Xue Wu stood there dumbfounded. This was the first time he had ever seen someone be killed right before his eyes since he came to the cultivation world. He had heard that several disciples of Yufeng had been killed before, but now that someone had actually died in his sight, the scene was deeply etched into his mind, and he trembled with fear.

Zhao Erniu frantically checked the man lying on the ground, barely alive, and hugged him tightly, saying with concern, "Third brother, you must hold on! Tell your second brother who else hit you! Your second brother will avenge you."

Zhao Sanniu, lying in Zhao Erniu's arms, coughed up several mouthfuls of blood. He raised his hand tremblingly and pointed at the stunned Xue Wu, struggling to speak through his swollen mouth: "It's him."

"Don't worry, Third Brother, Second Brother will definitely get justice for you." Zhao Erniu gently placed Zhao Sanniu on the ground, glaring at Xue Wu and saying, "Boy, you're dead today!"

"Disciples of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, listen to my command! Stop the rest of them. I'm going to personally torture and kill this brat."