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“Godfather, you are wise, but that secret technique just now was really powerful. Godfather, if you have time, can you teach it to me?”

“We’ll see when I have time.”

Tang Long brushed off Qin Hao. This secret technique was his trump card.

Back then, for this secret technique, he even ruthlessly killed an old friend of many years.

Qin Hao opened his mouth, wanting it just like that? Impossible!

Hearing this, Qin Hao knew that Tang Long had no intention of teaching him, and he began to secretly resent him.

Just then, a dark figure appeared in front of Qin Hao without warning.

With one kick, he sent the speeding Qin Hao tumbling to the ground.

“Go back and fight, or I’ll take your life right now.”

Qin Hao focused his gaze and saw that the person was Xiao Fan.

“Godfather, what do you think?”

At this moment, Qin Hao’s body was still being controlled by Tang Long, so Qin Hao immediately asked for Tang Long’s opinion.

“What else can I think? Of course, I’m just lying here and watching.”

Tang Long replied to Qin Hao grumpily.

With Xiao Fan’s strength as a Martial King, killing him would be effortless. For now, he could only take things one step at a time.

“Alright, I’ll go now.”

Qin Hao didn’t hesitate. He got up and ran towards the direction of the previous battle.

“Don’t even think about running away. I’ll be cheering you on from behind. If I see something like this happen again, it won’t be as simple as just a kick.”

“Yes, yes, yes, I’ll remember.”

Qin Hao nodded and fled towards Su Yuan as if escaping.

He had to get back before the secret technique ended.

Fortunately, he had only been traveling for about a minute. If he escaped now, he would still have a minute left to fight.

Although the odds of winning were not great, it was at least better than dying now.

Having lived another life, Tang Long naturally cherished his life immensely. If possible, he even wanted to borrow another five hundred years from the heavens.

Before long, Tang Long saw Qing Long, who was also fleeing.

Adhering to the principle of sacrificing a fellow Daoist but not the poor Daoist, Tang Long immediately grabbed Qing Long and rushed over.

“Kid, I had something to do just now. Now let’s continue to take on Su Yuan.”

Holding Qing Long, who could be used as a human shield at critical moments, Tang Long naturally wouldn’t let go of such a good meat shield.

Qing Long looked at Qin Hao, who had returned, and was immediately overjoyed.

Since Qin Hao dared to come back, it meant he was confident in taking down Su Yuan. Now was the time to lie low.

Qing Long knew that if Su Yuan didn't die this time, the next time they met, he would surely be the one to die.

“Lord Qin Hao, I knew you wouldn’t abandon me. We must take down Su Yuan today, otherwise, if he breaks through to the Martial King realm later, he will surely deal with both of us.”

Tang Long no longer paid attention to Qing Long, only hurrying along with him.

Finally, with one minute left on the secret technique, he saw Su Yuan’s figure again.

“It’s you? You actually dare to come back? And Qing Long, I let you go, and now you’re coming back to seek death, is that it?”

Looking at the two, Su Yuan was also a bit bewildered.

These two clearly escaped and were let go, so how dare they appear before him now?

“Hahahaha, bragging! I clearly left by my own ability just now. Do I need you to let me go? Are you a horse herder, kid?”

The wind stopped, the sky cleared, and Qing Long felt confident again.

Tang Long naturally had no time to bicker with Su Yuan. He immediately went all out, continuously attacking Su Yuan.

With the enhancement of the spirit weapon long saber in Su Yuan’s hand, the two became deadlocked for a time, neither gaining the upper hand.

“Look, a flying dart!”

Qing Long shouted loudly, causing Su Yuan to be somewhat distracted.

In Su Yuan’s perception, Qing Long hadn’t launched any hidden weapons at all.

“Qing Long, you’re seeking death!”

Su Yuan roared, forcing Qin Hao back with a slash, and then, as ifcrazy, he charged at Qing Long.

Qing Long had provoked his bottom line again and again.

Three years had passed, and Su Yuan could no longer endure.

Fortunately, Qin Hao, who had been repelled, immediately attacked Su Yuan. Su Yuan, helpless, had to brandish his long saber to meet him.

But good times didn’t last long, and the secret technique’s duration quickly passed.

“You fatso, prepare to die!”

Su Yuan accurately punched Qin Hao in his large belly.

Qin Hao rolled continuously until he hit a tree trunk and stopped.

“Do you have any last words? Do you need me to fulfill them for you?”

Su Yuan walked forward, looking down at Qin Hao, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Tang Long remained silent. The winner takes all, it had always been this way since ancient times. Even if he begged for mercy, Su Yuan would not spare him.

After kicking Qin Hao’s three-hundred-pound body more than ten meters away, Su Yuan turned his head to look at Qing Long, who was about to flee.

Chapter 129: Blood Wheel Saint Body

“Su Yuan... no, no, Lord God of War, this is all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding! It was all him! He dragged me here, it has nothing to do with me!”

Qing Long pointed at Qin Hao, who was lying on the ground like a dead pig not far away, his face filled with terror.

“Is that so? Then I’ll let you have a misunderstanding too.”

Su Yuan glanced at Qin Hao, then slowly approached Qing Long, stretching his muscles and bones, making cracking sounds.

To Qing Long, these sounds were like the notes of death.

Thump.

Qing Long’s knees made intimate contact with the ground.

“I truly know I was wrong, Lord God of War. From now on, I will obey your every command and follow your lead. Just let me go like a fart. I have an eighty-year-old… uh, uh…”

Qing Long hadn’t finished speaking when Su Yuan grabbed him by the neck of fate.

“Still playing that old, worn-out excuse with me? Can’t you come up with something new, kid?”

Qing Long’s face was flushed, and he grabbed Su Yuan’s arm with both hands, trying to move his hand away.

But Qing Long’s strength was no match for Su Yuan. No matter how hard he tried, Su Yuan’s hand remained motionless.

As the pressure on his neck grew stronger, Qing Long’s resistance grew weaker.

“Hoo… hoo hoo…”

Qing Long knelt on the ground, gasping for air. For the first time, he felt that breathing was such a wonderful thing.

“Thank you… thank you, Lord God of War, for sparing my life.”

Qing Long’s face showed an expression of surviving a calamity, and he couldn’t help but secretly rejoice, thinking that his gamble had paid off.

The next moment, a cold flash of light passed.

“Wh-why? Ugh… Ah!!!”

Qing Long wailed in pain. Both of his arms were severed at the root by that one strike.

Su Yuan took a few steps back with his saber, dodging the splashing blood, and looked at Qing Long coldly.

“I said I’d spare your life, but I didn’t say I wouldn’t lay a hand on you.”

Qing Long lowered his head, his eyes filled with murderous intent, “Thank you… thank you, Lord God of War, for sparing my life.”

“Heh heh, very good. But I still prefer your arrogant and untamed look from the beginning.”

Seeing Qing Long concede, Su Yuan mercilessly mocked him. If he hadn’t been worried about Bai Ruoli’s safety, he would have sliced Qing Long into a thousand pieces long ago, so why would he have kept him alive until now?

However, what Su Yuan didn’t notice was that Qin Hao, not far away, had already undergone a change.

“Tonight’s moon is so red… so red…”

Qin Hao kept murmuring in a low voice.

“Qin Hao, are you stupid, kid? When the hell is the moon red? In a bit, I’ll teach you a life-saving secret technique. First, let’s figure out how to fool this Su Yuan.”

Tang Long couldn’t help but shout when he saw Qin Hao’s abnormal behavior.

He didn’t want to die with Qin Hao so soon after waking up.