Disciple, please come down the mountain soon. Your senior sister can’t wait any longer.

When those ghostly figures appeared, the attacks of Ding Mao and his six men had already reached them, and there was no way to stop them.

In other words, the six people of Dingmao had no intention of stopping at all.

In this place, they had no friendly forces at all.

Anyone who dares to stand in their way is their enemy, and they must kill him without any mercy!

The six men of Ding Mao had the same idea. They put more strength in their hands, using almost all their strength to chop down fiercely!

Who else could be standing in front of them except Zhao Wuming and others? Among them, Zhao Wuming personally stood in front of Ding Mao.

Looking at the falling blade head-on, a trace of ferocity flashed across Zhao Wuming's eyes, and his cold voice exploded in the air like a dull roar of an engine, causing pain in everyone's eardrums.

"Do you really think we are soft persimmons?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Wuming took a step forward and stretched out his hands. It looked like he wanted to use the method of catching a blade with his bare hands to block Ding Mao's blade!

His six companions also displayed their unique abilities and bravely faced the attacks of the other five hound teams. No one retreated!

Pei Qinghai and Pei Qingwu, who fell to the ground, looked at the backs of Zhao Wuming and others in surprise. The excitement and joy in their hearts were intense.

Pei Qinghai, in particular, still had some resentment in his heart because of the argument he had just had with Zhao Wuming and Zhao Wuming's slacking off. He was thinking of giving Zhao Wuming a good beating after this incident was over.

However, now seeing Zhao Wuming who stepped forward at the critical moment and stood in front of Ding Mao to save him, Pei Qinghai no longer had any thoughts of revenge.

If the timing and occasion were not wrong, Pei Qinghai would have wanted to hug Zhao Wuming and give him a big kiss!

Zhao Wuming’s appearance was really timely!

If Zhao Wuming had not appeared, Pei Qinghai and Pei Qingwu, who had regained their senses, would certainly not have been killed so easily by the six men of Ding Mao.

With their skills, they can still escape the pursuit of Ding Mao's six men, but they will inevitably pay a price, and getting injured is the least of their worries.

But no matter how serious the injury is, as long as they are injured, the condition of both of them will definitely not be at their peak.

And they are about to face a clash with Chu Longtu, which is even more dangerous than being chased by Ding Mao!

In such a dangerous battle, even if they maintain their peak condition, they may not be able to kill Chu Longtu smoothly, not to mention that they are injured and their condition declines, then their chances of winning will drop sharply.

When masters clash, it’s all about details and who makes the least mistakes.

Whoever does not pay attention to details and makes mistakes first will see his or her winning rate drop drastically.

Personal status is also a detail of the confrontation, and it is a detail within the details.

If something goes wrong with such an important detail, Pei Qinghai will have no chance of winning!

Therefore, the situation just now was extremely dangerous for Pei Qinghai and Pei Qingwu. If they were injured at all, their situation today would be completely ruined.

Fortunately, the situation did not develop to such a bad point. It seemed that God was still favoring Pei Qinghai, allowing him to wait for Zhao Wuming's action at the most dangerous moment.

It doesn’t matter whether Zhao Wuming wins or not. What’s important is that he showed up and stood in front of Ding Mao and others, creating an opportunity for Pei Qinghai and Pei Qingwu to completely escape from the current dangerous situation. This is the most important thing!

As expected, with the time wasted by Zhao Wuming and his men, Pei Qinghai and Pei Qingwu endured the severe headache, activated the internal strength in their bodies, and instantly jumped up from the ground and stood up again.

Zhao Wuming and others have already started a fight with Ding Mao and the other six!

"Humph!"

"Well!"

"what!"

Amidst the low and dull sound of collision, Zhao Wuming and his group had already completely engaged in combat with the six men from Ding Mao!

Immediately, one of Ding Mao's group could not help but groan, and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The six companions under Zhao Wuming also groaned in pain, but they gritted their teeth and endured it, firmly blocking the attacks of the five members of the Hound Squad.

As for Zhao Wuming, he was shocked to see him clasping his hands together, with his palms firmly holding the matte dagger in Ding Mao's hand, sucking Ding Mao's weapon tightly like a magnet, and he couldn't break free at all!

Caught it!

Zhao Wuming actually caught it!

Moreover, he just relied on a pair of bare hands, without even any protective equipment, and he was able to take down Ding Mao's dagger!

A hint of surprise flashed across Pei Qinghai and Pei Qingwu's eyes at the same time, and Ding Mao's face also seemed to be stunned, as if he had not expected to be stopped.

The knife in Ding Mao's hand is made of high-strength special alloy, which can cut iron like mud and blow away short hair.

With the added strength of Ding Mao's internal energy, let alone a pair of flesh palms, even if it was a piece of steel plate that was half-broken, Ding Mao could split it in half effortlessly!

Even steel plates cannot withstand the sharpness of the dagger, let alone human flesh, which can be easily cut into countless pieces.

Even with internal energy protecting the body, it would be unable to withstand such sharpness and would be easily cut in half!

But even such a sharp dagger was actually blocked by Zhao Wuming with his bare hands. How could Ding Mao not be surprised?

Zhao Wuming held the black dagger tightly with both hands, with a ferocious, cruel and complacent smile on his face, staring at Ding Mao in front of him.

"Boy, your knife is very good."

"But if you want to take me down like this, I'm afraid you're thinking too simply."

"The knife is indeed very good. If someone else comes here, even if he is at the same level as me, in the late stage of Dark Energy, I'm afraid he won't be so arrogant and want to take your knife with his bare hands."

"It's just that you are unlucky and ran into me."

Zhao Wuming grinned grimly.

"Although your damn boss Chu Longtu's words sound like shit and a dog can't spit out ivory, he did make one point right after all."

"I am indeed from an aristocratic family, and I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child. However, I was driven away by my family for some reason. Without a foundation, I can only wander around like this."

"But they didn't take back my Kung Fu after all."

"What's even more coincidental is that the Kung Fu passed down in my family is specifically designed to train the two hands."

“When I practice to a high level, my bones are stronger than iron and stone. An ordinary knife can’t even cut the oily skin on my hands.

"With the help of my inner strength, it won't be difficult for me to take your blow!"