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Li Dao turned his gaze towards the few martial artists that had arrived. Mo Wuyi was expressionless.

After Li Dao swept his gaze across them, the martial artists felt a chill run down their spines.

”You really want the manual?” Li Dao asked.

He really didn't understand. Was the secret manual really more important than his own life? Or was he not fierce enough?

”Nonsense, this is a secret manual from the Divine Arts. Those who are able to do so must have it.” One of the scarred men answered.

Although the others had ugly expressions on their faces, they did not retreat. Sometimes, he just had to give it a try. If he didn't, how would he be able to succeed?

They felt that since Li Dao had first fought Song Xuanyang and then killed Tang Xiaohu, his inner force was definitely exhausted. Moreover, there were so many of them. How could they not be able to defeat him?

Li Dao carefully sized them up. Three of them were at the fifth level precelestial while the other two were at the fourth level. No wonder they had the courage to chase after him.

”I, Li Jun, have a kind nature and am unwilling to kill more. I advise you to leave and not force me.”

Li Dao said coldly as he placed his hand on his sword sheath. What he said was the truth, but hearing it from a few people meant something else.

”That kid must have run out of inner strength. Brothers, let's work together to kill him.” How about deciding on the location of the secret manual when the time comes? ”

The scar-faced man looked at the other four and said.

”Brother Hu's words are reasonable, I have no objections.”

Another one of the four stood up and said. The other three also followed suit.

Li Dao sneered again and again. Humans were truly complex creatures. They were afraid of death, but they were also incomparably greedy. In front of enough benefits, they could even suppress their fear of death.

The long sword was instantly unsheathed with a crisp sound.

”If you want to die, I'll grant you that wish!”