It was just a hair's breadth away; that one strike would have severed his throat.
The old man was terrified. He didn't care about anything else and seized the opportunity to suddenly press a finger on an acupoint on Ye Difeng's body. Ye Difeng immediately felt numb all over his body and couldn't exert any strength.
Immediately afterward, the hunchbacked old man turned and ran, disappearing into the darkness in a few quick movements. At that moment, he only wished that his parents had given him two more legs.
Ye Difeng didn't chase after the old man. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and scanned the crowd in the camp.
He couldn't be seeing things, so there's only one possibility: someone just interfered with him using methods he didn't know about, and rescued the hunchbacked old man.
Did that hunchbacked old man have other companions?
Or perhaps... it was him?
Ye Difeng glanced at Qiao Suinian, who was wearing a bronze mask, without making a sound. Qiao Suinian's black robe had been removed at some point. Ye Difeng kept a watchful eye on him but didn't say anything.
At this moment, Gan Er's arm finally recovered. With the old man fleeing, his remaining four henchmen were doomed.
Faced with the enraged Gan Er, the four men were torn into a pile of mangled limbs.
Blood and entrails were scattered on the ground, emitting a nauseating stench.
This smell was extremely likely to attract alien races, but at this moment, the entire camp was silent, and no one dared to accuse Ye Difeng and Gan Er.
After all, no one would complain about having too long a life; the line of hunched old men serves as a cautionary tale.
The wind at the foot of the mountain was not only extremely cool, but also carried a soft whistling sound, making one shiver when it blew against one's skin.
For a moment, everyone was unsure whether it was the mountain wind that was too cold or Gan Er's methods that were too frightening.
But at this moment, everyone understood one thing: Ye Difeng and Gan Er were not to be trifled with!
Whoosh!
A figure darted through the darkness, fleeing as if his life depended on it; it was the hunched old man who had just escaped Ye Difeng's clutches.
Just then, a figure draped in a black robe suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking the hunchbacked old man's path.
A look of fear flashed in the hunched old man's eyes. He couldn't see through the black-robed man's background at all, and he couldn't even sense the man's aura.
With a clang, the black-robed man opposite drew a rusty longsword. The hunchbacked old man tried to beg for mercy, but his mouth had already been ripped apart by Ye Difeng's dagger.
The man in black robes drew his long sword and thrust it fiercely at the hunchbacked old man, who was now suffering in silence.
To survive, he had no choice but to deal with the man in black robes.
He used acupressure techniques, repeatedly striking the black-robed man's body, but no matter how he struck, the man did not react.
Moreover, when he touched the black-robed man, it felt as if he were touching cotton, which was extremely strange, as if the black-robed man had no flesh or blood at all.
What's even more terrifying is that the man in black robes pressed forward relentlessly, showing no sign of dodging the hunchbacked old man's attacks. He was willing to take a blow from the hunchbacked old man just to slash him with his sword.
Before long, the old man's body was covered with hideous bloody welts.
The old man had already been injured by Ye Difeng, and now he had lost too much blood, making his vision somewhat blurry.
Finally, the man in black robes seized the opportunity and pierced the old man's heart with a single sword. Before dying, the hunchbacked old man endured the excruciating pain and opened his eyes, finally seeing the man in black robes clearly. He was instantly horrified and his eyes widened in shock!
Because what was under the black robe was not a person at all, but a skull that flickered with a bluish-green flame!
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