I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

"Brother, what's your name?" Qi Xiu looked at Zhang Menglong.

It's only a verbal promise, yet he's willing to step forward like this? The opponent has five True Martial Eighth Grade and one True Martial Level Nine; this is dangerous, a life-risking situation.

Even if he really runs away with me, doesn't he fear that I'm just being perfunctory?

At this moment, Qi Xiu had stopped worrying whether Zhang Menglong was money-driven or truly a so-called Demon Spawn; at least at this time, they were already friends tied by life and death.

"I'm Zhang Menglong, the 'Zhang' as in arrogant and domineering!"

"Brother Zhang, if we are fortunate enough to survive today, I would surely vow brotherhood with you; whether it's my wealth or power, I'm willing to share half with you."

"No, I don't want to share half of your wife; I would be beaten to death by my own wife," Zhang Menglong laughed, "I'm only interested in money."

Even in the face of life and death, Zhang Menglong's words made Qi Xiu couldn't help but laugh; this person is really quite interesting. At such a critical moment, still able to crack jokes like these, they truly have no equal.

"Brother Zhang, these people are Guest Elders under my elder brother, to put it bluntly, they're hitmen. They come from all over and aren't necessarily good people; their methods are extremely insidious and ruthless, you must be careful," Qi Xiu advised.

While fleeing from his territory, Qi Xiu had more than a dozen bodyguards, but now there's only one left, and the people under him are not much weaker than his elder brother's.

However, his people are all reputable sects within the entire dynasty, and they always act upright and open, never stooping to any despicable or shameless deeds, whereas his elder brother's people are different, they use any means necessary.

"No worries, when it comes to despicable and shameless acts, I've never lost to anyone," Zhang Menglong rubbed his nose, "Are you five coming one by one, or all together?"

"Everyone, charge together, dragging on might cause unforeseen incidents!" Ji Meng could be considered a villain with quite high intelligence; otherwise, he wouldn't have lived until now.

"Demon Spawn, you're just a brainless fool after all!"

Five people exchanged glances, although indignant, their resolve to kill was decisively firm, and they immediately closed in on Zhang Menglong from various directions.

"Certainly not comparable to the Level Eight Life Forms from our place," Zhang Menglong felt the incredibly sharp Mystic Qi; its intensity had reached the level of ordinary Level Nine Life Forms."

Qi Xiu furrowed his brow, these five people's weapons were all Eighth Grade Spiritual Energy, which his elder brother spent a considerable fortune to have crafted by the dynasty's only Eighth Grade Artifact Refiner, boosting their strength by at least thirty percent.

On the other hand, Zhang Menglong, aside from his incredibly calm demeanor, seemed to possess no special traits, making Qi Xiu increasingly uneasy.

Zhang Menglong slightly squatted into a stable stance, his hands tracing a tai chi yin-yang fish pattern, "Great Shift of Heaven and Earth!"

Five Sword Qi came attacking from five different directions, but the moment they touched Zhang Menglong, an invisible spatial force distorted them, and the Sword Qi suddenly directed towards other people instead.

A Sword Qi slashed across the burliest martial artist's arm; he hadn't anticipated his own men's attack hitting him, leaving no time for evasion, instantaneously creating a bone-deep wound.

"Idiot! Who are you hitting?"

"I... I was hitting him!"

"Why are you hitting me?"

"I'm not!"

"It's him!" All five sets of eyes turned towards Zhang Menglong, "he's the one causing trouble!"

"Brother Zhang is indeed no ordinary person!" Qi Xiu revealed a look of delight. Just now, Zhang Menglong merely stood in place, swung his hands a couple of times, yet managed to use the force of the five men against themselves!

Qi Xiu, too, possessed quite a high Gift; although his roots had been destroyed, his observational skills remained, and he could see that Zhang Menglong was utilizing a deeply mysterious martial arts technique involving spatial power, which made it exceedingly formidable.

"Now it's my turn, right?" Zhang Menglong's hands formed a seal, and suddenly his body split into five.

"Just Phantom Bodies condensed by Mystic Qi, do you think we've never seen such tricks before?" A True Martial Eighth Grade martial artist sneered.

"No, those aren't Phantom Bodies; each one is the real body!" Finally, the otherwise silent True Martial Level Nine martial artist spoke.

"What?"

Only then did they realize, each body contained potent Mystic Qi. Though condensed through Mystic Qi, the aura was in no way weaker than the real body!

"Water Escape, Water Dragon Bullet! *spits*"

Five Water Dragons spewed from Zhang Menglong's mouth, ferociously rushing towards the five people.

They raised their weapons to block, but the power transmitted by the Water Dragon made their faces dramatically change.

This was fundamentally not the power a True Martial Eighth Grade individual ought to wield; even True Martial Level Nine might not withstand it!

Them spitting blood, their bodies were violently tossed into the air.

However, Zhang Menglong's combo had just begun!

"Three Thousand Thunder Movements!"

Like a streak of lightning, Zhang Menglong's five Phantom Bodies emerged at the five people's landing spots, his hands tightly clenched, with two fingers stretched, arcs of electricity continuously crackling between.

"Thunder Shield, Lightning Cut!"

"Physical Technique Ultimatum: Thousand Years Kill!"

Qi Xiu seemed to know what Zhang Menglong intended to do, his expression twisted; such despicable martial arts indeed surpassed any level of shamelessness!

With five cries of agony, five men knelt on the ground, smoke of scorched blackness rising from their behinds; the scene was truly beautiful.

"Hiss!" Even Ji Meng drew a sharp breath, if not for Miracle Elixirs, despite surviving, this group would still dream of their predicament every time they visited the bathroom.

At this moment, Zhang Menglong took out a box of what was called spiritual laxative capsules, and force-fed them.

"What did you make us eat?" The five attempted to resist, but the intense pain from below left them immobile.

"Oh, don't worry, it's not poison, just a laxative!"

"You..." Even though they're cunning and vile, they paled in comparison to Zhang Menglong.

"Fallen blooms scattered across the ground, your smile has yellowed..." Zhang Menglong pulled out a tissue to wipe his fingers, "Does anyone else want to continue?"

Qi Xiu's expression went from strange, to disdainful, to delighted. Though this Demon Spawn's methods were indeed quite demonic, it seems there's now some real hope of escape!

"A bunch of trash!"

The martial artist who had remained quiet finally moved, he slowly walked to Zhang Menglong, glanced at Qi Xiu, "Seventh Prince, your luck is good, who'd have thought this unknown Demon Spawn would fight fiercely for you."

"But your good luck ends here; I'll take your life, and the Demon Spawn's life too!"

"You think you're charming?" Zhang Menglong hated people who tried to act cool in front of him, weren't they challenging his forte?

"Brother Zhang, this is my elder brother's most formidable Guest Elder, True Martial Level Nine, he at least bears 3000 lives, extremely ruthless!"

"Only 3000?" Zhang Menglong revealed a scornful expression; in just the first battle on the Outworld Battlefield, Zhang Menglong had killed over 3000 beings, "Believe it or not, 3000 lives don't even count as a fraction for me."