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

"How about it?"

Pei Qinghai looked at Zhao Wuming as if he wanted to negotiate something.

Zhao Wuming was also very straightforward and spoke directly.

"Go, tie up those six guys."

"Leave the Chulongtu to Master Pei Wu, and you are not allowed to interfere!"

Zhao Wuming's six companions responded in a deep voice, staring at Ding Mao and the other six as if they were hawks. This immediately caused the other six to instinctively react to the stress. They couldn't help but tense up their muscles, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

Pei Qingwu took a slow step forward with his hands behind his back and grinned at Chu Longtu. His white teeth showed not only no trace of a smile, but were full of ferocity and malice, like the fangs of a wild beast baring while hunting.

"Chu Longtu, Master Chu, I will be responsible for sending you off today!"

"If you have any last words, please say them now, or you may run out of time later."

The six men who had been instructed by Zhao Wuming also followed Pei Qingwu forward. The fat man who had just been injured by Chu Longtu's ambush stared at Ding Mao grimly and said in a cold voice.

"If you don't move, we won't move."

"If you abandon your evil ways and join us now, we can still spare your lives!"

"Don't be ungrateful, this is your only way to survive!"

But the fat man's words were destined to be incomprehensible and had no effect.

The six people of Ding Mao just had tense faces, without any fluctuation in expression at all, as if they were not frightened at all by the fat man's words.

"Cough cough."

Chu Longtu coughed twice again, and the blood at the corner of his mouth became even redder. However, Chu Longtu seemed not to notice it. He just smiled and stared at Pei Qingwu, his tone calm yet domineering.

"I've said it before, I'm destined to be the final winner today."

"If you want to kill me, come here and see if you have the ability to do it."

Seeing that Chu Longtu was still unwilling to give up, Pei Qingwu narrowed his eyes and a sharp murderous intent flashed across his body. He took a heavy step forward.

However, his energy had already crossed over and directly locked onto Chu Longtu.

Chu Longtu immediately felt a tremendous pressure descending from the sky, as if an extremely huge rock was pressing down on him, making it difficult for him to breathe.

But then Chu Longtu had a thought, and the mental power in his purple palace sea of ​​consciousness moved slightly, which offset the tremendous pressure and allowed him to return to normal.

Pei Qingwu saw that Chu Longtu's face changed slightly and then returned to normal, so he knew that his Qi lock had no effect on Chu Longtu, and Pei Qingwu was not surprised.

A lean camel is bigger than a horse. No matter how useless Chu Longtu is, he is, after all, a master who has fallen from the Hua Jin realm. Moreover, he now has such strange means as mental power martial arts, so it is not difficult to solve his Qi lock.

Moreover, Qi locking is just a minor trick, and Pei Qingwu did not think that he could defeat Chu Longtu with this minor trick.

This matter will eventually come down to a real fight with real swords and guns.

The internal energy in Pei Qingwu's body began to boil and circulate, and an immense aura emanated from his body, enveloping Chu Longtu like a gigantic air shield.

The six people led by the fat man also lined up in a row, staring at Ding Mao and the other six with cold eyes. Their aura was reserved, just like a poisonous snake coiled in a formation, danger was lurking, and they could attack at any time.

Pei Qinghai at the back looked at Pei Qingwu, the fat man and the other six people who were in great momentum and ready to attack at any time. Even with his state of mind, he couldn't help but clench his fists at this moment, feeling a little excited and nervous in his heart.

After so many days of planning and calculation, he has finally come to the most critical final moment!

As long as he can kill Chu Longtu, his future will become bright and smooth, and no one will be able to stop him from soaring to the sky!

By then, what will the Pei family be? What will Pei Runnian be? Pei Qinghai is confident that he can create a new Pei family that is more powerful and prosperous than the current Pei family!

Pei Qinghai was so excited that he became a little careless in his vigilance and observation of his surroundings.

At this moment, Zhao Wuming's voice suddenly came to his ears.

"Mr. Pei, you are about to succeed in killing Chu Longtu. Don't forget what you promised me."

"Whether I can break through the peak of Dark Energy depends entirely on that Barrier Breaking Pill!"

"This is what the master promised me personally on your behalf. You can't deny it!"

Pei Qinghai, who was in high spirits, couldn't help but frowned, but he didn't want to get into an argument with Zhao Wuming at this moment and ruin his good mood.

So Pei Qinghai raised his hand and waved impatiently, but did not turn back. His eyes were still staring at Pei Qingwu and Chu Longtu in front of him, and he spoke impatiently.

"Got it. You don't need to remind me of this kind of thing."

"I promised that Lord that I would give you the Barrier Breaking Pill. Although it is very valuable, it is not worth breaking my promise for it."

"After this matter is settled and Chu Longtu dies, the Barrier Breaking Pill will naturally..."

Pei Qinghai's words came to an abrupt end. He felt a chill in his chest, followed by a bone-chilling coldness that spread from his chest to every part of his body in the blink of an eye.

The powerful force that had been flowing quietly in the body now seemed like a deflated balloon, flowing rapidly from the limbs to the chest and then disappearing.

It was not until this moment that a piercing pain came from Pei Qinghai's heart, causing his entire body to tremble slightly.

Pei Qinghai slowly lowered his head and saw a bloody blade suddenly emerging from his chest.

But the blade looked particularly familiar. It was the dagger that Ding Mao had used just now, but it was lost in the battle and was stolen by someone.

The person who stole the dagger was...

Pei Qinghai turned his head with some difficulty, and saw Zhao Wuming's face, which was as indifferent as the statues in the temple. There was no trace of the expression on his gray face. He looked similar to the six people of Ding Mao, like a robot without emotions.

At this moment, Zhao Wuming's hand was firmly grasping the dagger that he had snatched from Ding Mao, and he stabbed Pei Qinghai's chest silently from behind with a fierce and sharp move.

Pei Qinghai could even feel that the knife was passing through his heart. His heart, which was beating suddenly and violently, seemed to be able to feel the sharpness and murderous intent on the blade, and it shrank tightly into a ball!