Su Luo narrowed her eyes and frowned, but she didnât say anything.
âThe area ahead is occupied by my Hongxing Gang and the Yulin Sect. Forget about going up there. Besides, the pressure there is very strong. It wonât be good for you, such a delicate girl. You might as well wait here. When the time is up, you naturally can go on. Until that time, I, Ouyang Murong, promise that no one dares to hurt you here!â
Ouyang Murong slowly said, believing himself to have come up with the best solution.
Su Luo coldly sneered and glared at him. She left him with a few simple words. âGet out of my way.â
Astounded by what Su Luo just said, Ouyang Murong's face changed slowly. âLittle girl, it is said that smart people can read the room. You will suffer if you canât even recognise what is good and what is bad. No matter how skillful you are, do you think you can take on all of them??â
Su Luo coldly sneered. âYou two gangs, are you guys here to clear the road?â
âWe donât dare to. we donât have a lot of men, let alone the space to train and practiceâ Ouyang Murong let out a polite laugh as he spoke.
âWe do not dare. We just happen to be a lot of men without a chance and space to train. We are just dusting off our skills and training for a bit at times like this.â Ouyang Murong politely laughed as he spoke.
Su Luo gave him a cold shrug.
âHow many people are there?â If there were too many people, it would be hard to fight even with Big Sister Wei.
Ouyang Murong confidently replied. âNot many, there are 5 people.â
In other words, there were 10 people on the 6th floor.
âThe first three who enter the seventh floor and get the battle flag are eligible to participate in the Tower of Trials of the Downstream mountain. Little girl, don't forget, chat with this brother here." Ouyang Murong turned to Su Luo, reaching for her shoulder.
However, he didnât place his hand on her shoulder.
âPuff--â With a soft sound, Ouyang Murong's hand was cut off!
Su Luo appreciated the cold sharpness of the dagger and played around with it in her hands while Ouyang Murong screamed loudly due to his extreme pain.
âFortunately for you, my Nangong is not here right now. Otherwise, your hand wouldnât be the only thing that gets cut off.â Su Luo slowly cleaned the dagger inch by inch with a white silk cloth which was as thin as a cicada wing.
The white silk cloth smeared with blood was instantly burnt to ashes by the fire.
"You!!!" Ouyang Murongâs fiery gaze bore into Su Luo.
He didn't expect that Su Luo would draw the dagger and cut so quickly, ruthlessly, and accurately!
âFifth Young Master!â A group of people who saw the blood spewing out of Ouyang Murongâs missing hand exclaimed. Afterward, everyone immediately stopped fighting and rushed towards Su Luo and silly Big Sister Wei.
At this time, Big Sister Wei, who had already been standing by Su Luo, shifted into a fighting stance while loudly screaming: âIf you want to die, then come here!â
Seeing Sister Wei's move fluidly into a fighting stance kept them at a distance.
Because this level was already very difficult for them. The powerful suppression force already slowed their speed and movement. Looking at how Big Sister Wei moved as smooth as flowing water. What did this mean?
The fifth layer didnât hinder her at all.
However, Ouyang Murong, who was in severe pain, did not think clearly. He angrily shouted. âKill! Kill them for me!â
Ouyang Murongâs men looked at each other and wondered if they should attack or not; however, they still rushed up with their weapons in the end.
âBOOM! BOOM--â
After a bit of chaos.
Everyone at the scene fell to the ground; only Sister Wei and Su Luo stood firmly on the spot.