Chapter 1312 Cold-Faced Shura

Behind Blank, there were more than a dozen people, tied up tightly, who were Wood and his core subordinates, beaten to a bloody pulp and covered in injuries.

Seeing this scene, Future's expression turned cold, her eyes filled with killing intent.

Blank didn't realize any of this. He strode forward, looking at the crowd and laughing loudly, "Hahahahaha, little girl, Ye, didn't you expect this? Are you surprised to see me here?

If you provoke Young Master, it's useless even if you hide in the Death Grand Canyon.

But honestly, you guys are really lucky to have come out alive. Young Master originally planned to go in and collect your corpses."

It turned out that after Ye Bufan had severely taught this guy a lesson, he went back, gnashing his teeth in hatred. He used his Family's power to find a master and came back to kill them, injuring Wood and his group, but he couldn't find Future and Ye Bufan.

Later, he used many channels to confirm that the other party had come to the Death Grand Canyon, so he brought his people to kill them.

He didn't dare to enter once he arrived, after all, the Death Grand Canyon's reputation was too fearsome. Just as he was hesitating, Ye Bufan and the others came out.

"Blank, what do you want?"

The Blank Family was just a second-rate Family in Apple City, a Rank lower than the Lawrence Family.

Feili stepped forward and said, "Release them immediately, or you will be opposing our Lawrence Family."

"Young Miss Feili, are you ordering me?" Blank seemed to have been prepared, and he chuckled, "If we were in Apple City, I would have to give Face to the Lawrence Family, but where is this? This is the Death Grand Canyon, so your words don't apply to me."

"Blank, are you sure? Do you want your Family to endure the wrath of our Lawrence Family?"

A surge of anger rose in Feili's heart. In the past, in Apple City, this guy was very fawning when he saw her, but now he dared to defy her orders.

"Young Miss, you're overthinking it," Blank said with a playful expression, "Coming to the Death Grand Canyon, I doubt anyone can leave alive. This is a secret everyone knows.

If I kill you here, no one will suspect anything, and I won't have to worry about enduring the wrath of the Lawrence Family. Everyone will think you died in the Grand Canyon."

"You…"

Feili trembled with rage, not expecting this guy to be planning to kill them to silence them.

"Damn it, how dare he disrespect Young Miss." Noviski strode forward, "You damned fellow, quickly kneel down and apologize to Young Miss, or I will send you to meet God."

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"Send me to meet God, Noviski, I really don't know who gave you the courage. Look who this is."

Blank finished speaking, then stepped aside, revealing a blond man.

This man was not very tall and looked a bit thin, but he exuded a powerful, icy Qi.

Noviski's expression changed when he saw that person: "Borgkamp, it's actually you?"

Borgkamp, one of the famous masters in M Country, whose cultivation was at the Heaven Rank Middle Stage, a Rank higher than him.

Moreover, this guy had a cold personality and cruel methods, earning him the nickname 'Cold-faced Shura.' He didn't expect Blank to have even invited this person.

"Go to hell."

Borgkamp's expression was icy as he suddenly threw a punch at Noviski's Face.

This guy's speed was extremely fast. With one punch, an icy Qi instantly covered the entire area.

Noviski, left with no choice, also threw a punch. With a bang, their fists collided, and a powerful airflow scattered, turning the surrounding vegetation into scattered debris.

Then a figure flew out from the debris, it was Noviski, and at the same time, he was covered in frost, showing the immense power of Borgkamp's punch.

"Damn it, I'm freezing to death."

Noviski patted the ice off his body, his voice even trembling slightly. Fortunately, his True Qi was abundant, otherwise, he would have turned into an ice sculpture.

"How about it? Do you know how powerful I am now? All of you will die today."

Blank's gaze lecherously swept over Future and Feili, "Seeing as you are women, Young Master will give you special treatment. I'll make you feel like you're in heaven and hell, and then I'll kill you.

And that Ye, who dared to touch me, I will dismember you into ten thousand pieces, slicing you up one knife at a time."

"Blank, how dare you!"

Feili's eyes blazed with fury. As the Young Miss of the Lawrence Family, when had she ever suffered such an insult?

"You'll find out if I dare right away." Blank, with an arrogant expression, waved his hand, "Attack! Kill all the men. As for the women, after Young Master enjoys them, I can let you all have a taste too."

Upon receiving the order, the cold-faced Borgkamp said nothing and strode towards the crowd.

"If you want to touch Young Miss, you'll have to step over my dead body."

Noviski struggled to stand in front of everyone, including his nine subordinates. Although they knew they were no match, each of them was fearless in the Face of death.

"Then all of you can go to hell.

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" Borgkamp threw another punch. This time it was even more terrifying than the last. The force of the punch swept up wind and snow, and the surrounding temperature seemed to instantly drop by tens of degrees.

Noviski wanted to fight back with all his might, but unfortunately, he had already suffered a minor injury from the previous palm strike, and now he was being suppressed by the powerful pressure.

The other nine people were also in the same situation. Although they had the resolve to fight fearlessly, they lacked the strength to fight to the death.

And at this moment, Future moved. She slightly shook the golden staff in her hand, and a golden light, like a spiritual snake, shot towards Borgkamp.

Facing that golden light, Borgkamp instinctively felt fear. He quickly changed direction, his punch carrying wind and snow, meeting the incoming light.

"Break for me!"

He shouted, believing that his strike would surely scatter the golden light.

But in fact, he was wrong. How could a Heaven Rank Middle Stage Martial Artist know the power of a Holy Rank Cultivator?

The golden light shot from the golden staff was like a sharp arrow, effortlessly piercing through the force of the punch and arriving in front of him.

Then, the golden light shone, wrapping around his body like a rope, binding him tightly.

The reason Ye Bufan didn't rush to attack was because he wanted to see how powerful Future, a Holy Rank Cultivator, truly was.

The scene before him slightly startled him. It seemed that as a Legacy passed down for thousands of years, the Tu Tribe's magical arts truly had unique aspects.

This reminded him of a Magic Treasure in Chinese legends called the Immortal Artifact Binding Lock. One was an Immortal Artifact Magic Treasure, and the other was a rope formed by the power of magical arts. Although their forms were different, their effects were remarkably similar.

Borgkamp was suddenly bound and frantically circulated the True Qi within his body, preparing to break free from the restraints.

But that golden light was incredibly tough. Even though he had used all his strength, he couldn't move it in the slightest. He was stuck there like a wooden stake.

Opposite him, Noviski and the others' eyes immediately lit up. Seize the opportunity when your enemy is weak; this is something everyone can do.

He moved his feet and came before Borgkamp, his large fist smashing into the opponent's Face.

Borgkamp had a cultivation, but now he could only be passively beaten, sent flying more than ten meters away by this punch.

As soon as he fell to the ground, the remaining nine people were already waiting there, their daggers and short knives raining down on his body, turning him into a sieve in the blink of an eye.

The pitiable Heaven Rank Middle Stage powerhouse, the famous Cold-faced Shura, died under a flurry of blades just like that.