"Why bother!" Ling Hao replied, then swept out his palm, relieving the woman's pain.
Then, he looked at the other person and said calmly: "Tell me about it! It's best not to be handsome, otherwise you will definitely end up worse than dead!"
"I...I did go to inquire about the ghost-hand fisherman..." The woman slowed down and spoke with difficulty.
"The man I killed was the owner of the bar... He was the only one who knew the whereabouts of the Ghost Hand Fisherman..."
"You should have asked about the whereabouts of the fisherman with ghost hands, right? Why do you want to kill him?" Ling Hao continued.
"Do you not want him to tell others about the whereabouts of the Ghost Hand Fisherman and then kill him to silence him?"
"Yes..." The woman nodded.
"Who are you? Why are you looking for the fisherman with ghost hands?" Ling Hao asked again.
"I...I am a member of the Holy Blood Sect...I am the sect's main ghost killer and fisherman. I...I just follow orders..." the woman responded.
"Holy Blood Sect?" Ling Hao was slightly stunned. This was the first time he heard this name. It was most likely a sect from the City of Angels.
After a slight pause, he continued: "Where is the fisherman with ghost hands?"
"He...he went..." the woman spoke again.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
At this moment, more than a dozen extremely sharp blades attacked Ling Hao from different angles, with overwhelming force.
"Seeking death!" Ling Hao's eyes twisted, and his mental power transformed into a dozen swords and slashed out in all directions.
The broadsword carried a devastating energy that shattered the blades of the opponent's group. The force remained intact, and then it flashed past into the darkness.
Boom!
Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of bodies falling from the dark place, and more than a dozen people on the other side lay down.
laugh!
And almost at the same time that Ling Hao took action, an extremely sharp sword flashed towards the woman on the ground.
It can be seen from the momentum of the opponent's sword that the person coming is at least in the late Saint stage.
Ling Hao wanted to rescue her, but it was too late. The sword went straight through the woman's throat.
Gulu! Gulu!
The woman opened her mouth and a large amount of blood poured out. Then she kicked her legs and immediately lost her breath.
The man in the dark didn't stop at all after he succeeded with the knife, he turned around and ran away.
Ling Hao originally wanted to chase after him again, but he was worried about the safety of Lu Yue and everyone, so he thought about it briefly and then headed back towards Yukong.
His worries are clearly unfounded!
Not long after he chased the woman out, a group of masked men came to the door of the bar, killing everyone they saw without any hesitation.
Many customers who came to the bar to have fun were chopped into two pieces by the sword before they realized what was going on.
"Suzaku, you three protect Xuan Pang!" Murong Xu said in a deep voice and then raised his hand to attack the opponent.
"Seeking death!" The people on the other side did not take Murong Xu seriously at first. The leader said in a deep voice and then slashed at Murong Xu.
"Get out of here!" Murong Xu said coldly, and then the wind from his palm roared out.
Bang!
The man on the other side was a seventh-grade holy man, so he was naturally no match for Murong Xu. He was thrown four to five hundred meters away by the wind of his palm and fell to the ground.
"You...who are you..." The man struggled to say a few words, then his whole body twitched a few times and became silent.
"Damn it, come together and kill him!" Another person on the other side said angrily, and then led the others to attack Murong Xu at the same time.
"You don't overestimate your capabilities!" Murong Xu's eyes narrowed and he raised his hand to greet him.
The people on the other side, whose highest level of cultivation was only the sixth level, were all laid down in less than two minutes under Murong Xu's attack.
