Chapter 68: Blood Debt Repaid in Blood (Second Update, Seeking Bookmarks)

  This can't help but make one wonder what unknown things happened to Shen in that dark passageway, which changed him into another person in an instant.

  Four people walked shoulder-to-shoulder through the third-level corridor and arrived at the fourth level of the Jiǔ Qū Diàn.

  The fourth level is relatively spacious inside and no longer a narrow passage, but a small stone-paved house.

  There is an old black square table in the house and ten stone stools.

  She searched all around but couldn't find any entrance, so Biluo put the big package on that ancient black square table and prepared to take a short rest.

  It was at this moment that ten middle-aged men with smiles on their faces appeared on the ten cold stone benches.

  Their eyes, one by one, gazed at Bi Luo's thin and sexy clothes.

  "Oh no, who are you!" Beryl was so frightened that she immediately picked up her large bundle and jumped to one side.

  Ten middle-aged men stared at Belinda's body up and down, seemingly unaware that there were three other people in the room.

  "What we want to do, of course, is that thing!" A middle-aged man closest to Biro walked up to Biro with his fists clenched and palms rubbed together, both hands facing Biro's chest.

  Bi Luo saw the situation and lifted her leg, with one foot that was neither biased nor inclined, it just happened to kick the middle-aged man's vital part.

  "Oh no, my mother!" The middle-aged man jumped in pain.

  This seemed to infuriate nine other middle-aged men, who flashed a red glow in their eyes and pounced on Beryl like vicious dogs.

  Suddenly ten came, Bi Luo felt overwhelmed and couldn't dodge in time.

  But heard several "pa pa pa!" sounds.

  Xiao Qing's figure flashed, and she rushed to the front of those middle-aged men, giving each of them two loud slaps on the face. She scolded angrily: "A group of big masters like you, bullying a weak woman, what kind of heroes are you?"

  And these two slaps seemed to have hit those middle-aged men with a burst of excitement, each one sporting a lewd and sinister grin.

  A burly man with a thick beard walked up to Xiao Qing, lifted her chin and teased: "Hey! What a delicate and tender little woman, you're serving yourself up on a platter." As he spoke, his bearded face leaned in.

  Xiao Qing's face wore a smile, but her tone was icy as she said: "If you don't want to die, it's best to let go of your filthy hands." As she spoke, her originally beautiful face suddenly transformed into a snake head.

  That big fellow narrowed his eyes, and when his lips touched Xiao Qing's icy snake head, he felt Xiao Qing's snake tongue crawling on his face. He was immediately shocked and jumped back five steps, almost wetting his pants.

  "You! What kind of monster are you!" The big man wiped his own face, seemingly also frightened out of his wits.

  "What kind of monster am I? Haven't you seen it yet? We can break into the fourth layer of the Jiǔ Qū Diàn and not be hurt at all, and you don't feel afraid at all?"

  "Hmph, what are we afraid of? What kind of strong person in Jiuyou City haven't the ten brothers seen before? Even if it's the Demon Emperor Longyan, we won't be intimidated in the slightest!" The burly man with a thick beard and robust physique said, patting his chest.

  Yao Huang Long Yan, upon hearing this name, Shen Du's heart suddenly shook violently, never expecting that the Long Yan from Qian Mo Kou was actually the Yao Huang of Jiu You City.

  "Let's cut to the chase, I'll go meet them then." Shen Du walked up to Xiao Qing and suggested.

  Xiao Qing heard this and exchanged a knowing glance with Shen Du. She whispered in his ear, "Pay attention to their left hands."

  "What?" Shen Dou had not yet heard clearly, and among the ten middle-aged men, the one who looked the most slender, had already pulled out a long and narrow iron sword from his palm. The iron sword slashed towards Shen Dou, and he coldly shouted: "Young man, you have a lot of good fortune, with so many beautiful women accompanying you, it's really joyful to the point of going to grandma's house. However, since you dare to come here, I'm afraid you won't have that kind of joyful opportunity again."

  "Oh? Is that so." Shen Du snorted, his long sword flashing in the air to block the incoming attack. With a calm demeanor, he condensed the sword energy onto his left index finger and stabbed it into the chest of the middle-aged man.

  A golden yellow sword energy "hissed" and pierced through the chest of that middle-aged man, emitting a burst of cyan smoke.

  This is Shenmen's Fifteenth Sword Style, the fourth move of the Virtual and Real Sword, who would have thought that Shendu still had this trick up his sleeve, and in an instant, a hint of solemnity rose on the faces of the ten brothers.

  "Brothers, let's go up!" The bearded big man shouted in a low voice, and also pulled out a long iron sword from the palm of his left hand.

  Ten pure white sword auras enveloped Shen Du, the powerful sword wind creating an extremely oppressive feeling in the room. The icy cold sword tips seemed to be able to chop Shen Du's body into minced meat at any moment.

  But Shen Du's face remained icy cold, his eyes scanning the ten brothers with a chilly gaze. "Today," he said fiercely, "I will make you pay for your crimes in blood!" With that, he raised his long sword and shouted angrily: "Kuang Jian Jue!"

  That fierce sword energy, after Shen Dou's own strength was elevated to the Sword King level, its killing power became even more formidable.

  A golden yellow air wave, with Shendu as the center, slowly spread out in all directions. When it came into contact with the white sword energy released by those ten middle-aged men, a loud "Boom" sound was emitted.

  The entire room shook violently, and the blind Thorne, standing by, couldn't find a handhold and was shaken to a corner of the deep wall.

  Ten middle-aged men had not yet reacted, and they were already covered in bloodstains from Shen Dou's sword aura, without even having the chance to strike back.

  "Wow, that's amazing!" Xiao Qing exclaimed again, seemingly finding everything before her eyes hard to believe. Indeed, the doubts in her mind deepened, "Shen Dou, why did you say they would pay with their lives before making your move? What's going on?"

  Shen Du heard this and coldly smiled, saying: "This is not important, what's important is that I must now kill my way into the deepest level of the Jiǔ Qū Diàn, obtain the Mò Yǐng Sword, and avenge my Shen family!"

  Shen's face revealed a sinister and ruthless expression, gritting his teeth as he finished speaking. Xiao Qing couldn't help but shiver all over, yet she only spoke softly: "Since you don't want to say it, then I won't force you either."

  Shen Dou didn't even turn his head back or pay attention to Yan Mo who had fallen to the ground, and walked straight into the fifth floor of the Jiǔ Qū Hall.

  Biluo walked up to Xiaoqing with a suspicious look on her face, curiously asking: "Hey, did Shen eat the wrong medicine or something!"

  "Haha, Shen, are you taking the wrong medicine or something? Just go ask him yourself."

  Xiao Qing had just been humiliated in front of Shen Du, and seemed to be in a bad mood. She coldly threw out a sentence, then went up to support herself on the railing and walked into the fifth floor.

  "What, you, how can you be like this!" Bi Lian was also angry and stomped her foot. Her originally cold face suddenly became more lovely, and she glanced around at the corpses scattered all over the ground, all of whom had been killed by Shen Dou's violent sword energy that made their seven orifices bleed. The scene was pitiful, and she stood there shivering before hastily following him.