Great Li Martial God

At the same time, the masked man heavily stamped his foot, leaving a footprint over an inch deep in the bricks of a courtyard's high wall.

Immediately, his entire figure instantly changed direction. Powerful true qi erupted from within his body, propelling him to leap rapidly in another direction.

Li Musheng, sitting on the roof ridge, looked up and slightly furrowed his brow. He was just about to reach out and swat away the flying object.

However, unexpectedly, the old man following behind suddenly burst forth with speed, rushing urgently toward Li Musheng while bellowing in a low voice, "Get lost!"

The old man's face was aged and his skin loose, with wrinkles like ravines crowding together, but his eyes were extremely sinister and sharp.

His gray-green palms emanated traces of dark light. His vigorous true qi stirred up gusts of fierce wind. One hand reached to seize the cloth-wrapped object, while the other palm struck heavily toward Li Musheng without hesitation.

"You damned old fool!"

Li Musheng's expression darkened. Originally he had only wanted to enjoy the moonlight properly and wasn't willing to cause more trouble.

As a result, these people had absolutely no awareness and insisted on coming over. Coming over would have been fine, but they even attacked without asking questions or caring about right or wrong. Who could tolerate that?

Thus, his hand that had originally intended to swat away the object suddenly turned at an incredible angle and directly met the palm of the old man whose gaze was sinister and killing intent evident. At this moment, in the old man's eyes, seeing that his other hand was about to touch the cloth-wrapped object, wild joy immediately surged in his heart.

As for this baby-faced pretty boy before him, naturally he hadn't taken him seriously. Even if someone so young knew some martial arts, how could they be a match for his decades of bitter cultivation? He was confident he could easily deal with him with one palm.

However, the next moment, the old man suddenly discovered that the object that was about to be in his grasp actually rapidly retreated from his vision.

A fierce expression immediately flashed across his face. He thought someone was snatching food from the tiger's mouth.

But as excruciating pain came from his arm, the old man suddenly lowered his head and only then realized with horror that he himself was being blasted backward.

The arm he had struck against Li Musheng had already broken and twisted, resembling a twisted dough stick.

Incredible shock and the severe pain of his internal organs shattering caused the old man's pupils to constrict sharply. From the corner of his eye, he watched the figure of the young man on the rooftop grow smaller and smaller.

He realized that he had probably been blasted back dozens of meters, and moreover, it seemed there was no sign of stopping at all.

"...How is this possible... this strong?"

The old man was shocked in his heart. At this moment, the young man's figure that had grown smaller and smaller in his peripheral vision suddenly disappeared.

The next instant, a voice sounded in his ear, "Go back where you came from."

In that moment, the old man felt like duckweed in a storm. His entire person was kicked back along the original path like a tattered burlap sack...

Meanwhile, after the masked man threw out the cloth-wrapped object, he had been fleeing with his head down without looking back.

True qi surged wildly between his feet, bringing gusts of wind-breaking sounds as he rapidly moved through street after street and alley after alley.

Touching the intact item in his bosom, then looking back at the woman in red who was constantly following close behind, the masked man revealed a cold smile, "I just hope that kid can be of some use and hold back that old thing for a while. Once I get farther away, I'll find a chance to kill this woman."

Thinking of this, the masked man turned his head back and flashed from the corner of the small alley ahead into another long street.

However, he had only rushed forward a few zhang when he suddenly stopped abruptly.

He saw that in the center of the green-brick long street that should have been quiet and deserted under the silver-white moonlight like frost, a young figure was now standing, blocking right in his escape path.

The masked man focused his gaze and his entire person suddenly froze, "How is it you?"

The young man before him had flawless handsome features and wore plain robes, but he recognized him at a glance. It was actually the young man who had been sitting on the rooftop earlier.

At this moment, the young man ahead looked at him expressionlessly, but directly extended his hand and asked, "Where's the treasure you promised to give me?"

The masked man stood in place, his expression uncertain with shock and suspicion. He didn't know why the person who should have been slapped to death by the old man's palm behind him had appeared before him.

But he had a premonition that the young man before him was likely extremely difficult to deal with. So his mind immediately raced, and he cupped his hands, saying, "Little brother, the cloth I threw to you earlier hides a gold bar. That's the treasure I'm giving you."

Saying this, the masked man glanced sideways behind him and saw that the woman in red's figure was getting closer and closer. He hurriedly said, "Little brother, I'm being chased by enemies and still need to escape for my life. That gold bar is yours. Until we meet again."

Having said this, the masked man prepared to leave via another alley.

But he suddenly discovered with horror that he couldn't move his legs no matter what. And at this moment, that young man, as if teleporting, had somehow already arrived at his side...

Looking at the shocked gaze revealed in the masked man's eyes, Li Musheng shook his head and reached into his bosom, pulling out an object wrapped in black cloth, "A person cannot stand without integrity. You must keep your word when dealing with people, understand?"

Saying this, Li Musheng was about to open the black cloth in his hand to see what exactly was inside that could make these jianghu people fight to the death in the middle of the night, disturbing his elegant moon-gazing.

However, before he could act, a woman in red rushed out from the shadows of the alley.

The woman's face was seductive, her waist slender as a snake's. Bringing a wave of pink mist, she suddenly arched like a jumping shrimp and shot out. Her speed at this moment was extremely fast, leaving only afterimages in the moonlight.

At the same time, an extremely rich floral fragrance rose in the air, wrapped in an enchanting and confusing aura, covering down toward Li Musheng.

"Clang!"

A crisp blade-ringing sound rang out. The beautiful face of the woman in red was full of vicious and ruthless expression. She appeared behind Li Musheng, the black-gleaming blade in her hand going straight for his neck.

However, Li Musheng didn't even glance at her. Ignoring the pink poisonous mist, he casually slapped backward.

Before the woman in red even realized what had happened, she felt an irresistible tremendous force on her body. Immediately, her entire body fell toward the ground in an instant.

The next moment, with a "boom" that suddenly shattered the quiet night street.

Half of the woman in red's body smashed into the hard green-brick street surface. Countless bricks shattered and flew apart, smashing a pit over a foot deep in the ground.

The woman in red's entire face became completely flattened and mangled from the violent impact, no longer resembling her previous seductive and beautiful appearance.

At this moment, Li Musheng calmly opened the black cloth-wrapped object.

Inside was a token covered with copper rust, on which were written three extremely archaic large characters:

"Hidden Kill Order!"