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To think that ambushing this young man would not only prove unsuccessful, but also result in one's own dart causing one's death.
With a casual strike, he could kill a Martial Artist with Qi-Blood Great Success. Just who could this fearsome young man be?
"Old Eight!"
Black Wolf, seeing his sworn brother die, felt equally anguished.
He fiercely turned to Lu Qing, "You brat, truly heartless and ruthless. Today, if I don't kill you, I, Black Wolf, swear I'm no man!"
"To beings like you, who never deserved to be called human in the first place, you're nothing more than beasts, not even worthy to be pigs or dogs."
Lu Qing spoke lightly, but his words were incredibly venomous.
"Good, good, good! I, Black Wolf, hereby swear, if I don't skin you alive, dismember your limbs, hang and sun-dry you for seven days, then capture all your family members and friends to torture them to death, to appease the spirits of my fallen brothers, then I truly don't deserve the title of man!"
