Peng Zhenlei, the elder brother of Peng Genshan, "Zhihu", but few people know his real name except for a few people including Peng Genshan and Liusanmen Chief Guard Guo Ju.

But the nickname "Soul Chasing the Soul and Death" is well-known in the world, and few people don't know their name.

Although the four major culprits among the Six Gates have never competed for martial arts, they almost unanimously recognized in the world that he is the highest martial arts among the four major culprits, and is the second master among the Six Gates after the general culprit Guo Ju.

At present, his brother Peng Genshan, as a first-class master, could not hurt a single hair for dozens of moves. He took off the ghost-headed sword in Peng Genshan's hand with one move, which undoubtedly proved the correctness of this rumor in the world.

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"If you want to kill or cut, you will be punished."

Although Peng Genshan was unwilling to accept his weapon, there was no surprise. Thirty years ago, he knew that his elder brother's talent in martial arts was far better than that of him. Now as time goes by, he has become a top-notch master. He also has a premonition in his heart what level the opponent's martial arts will reach.

However, even though he had already expected this result, the opponent easily cracked the moves and even snatched the weapon in his hand with no hands, Peng Genshan naturally felt a lot of unwillingness in his heart. When he recalled the grudges between him and the other party, he felt more and more unwilling.

"Yes, yer, yer." Peng Genshan's ghost-headed sword had been thrown to the ground by Peng Zhenlei.

"You know, I can't kill you."

Looking at the unwillingness on Peng Genshan's face, Peng Zhenlei sighed lightly and whispered.

"One day you will regret it."

Peng Genshan's face did not show any gratitude and a glad expression. He just glanced straight at Peng Zhenlei, gritted his teeth, and uttered a cold word.

"Maybe."

Peng Zhenlei did not affirm or deny it. He just looked at his younger brother who had not seen for more than ten years, raised his head slightly, and let out a breath of turbid air.

"But today you are destined to be unable to keep me."

"I am convinced by your defeat this time. Although I will not be grateful for not killing me, I am not a shameless person. I will not take action tonight."

Ignoring the excited and anxious expressions of the salt merchant guards behind him, Peng Genshan said in a cold tone.

"However," Peng Genshan sneered twice.

"I am not the only one of the Yao Mansion. You'd better be careful not to die here, so that I can only go to your grave to see you in the future, and then be underground after death."

"Ha, you don't have to worry too much,"

Peng Zhenlei seemed to hear the worry from Peng Genshan's cold tone, and couldn't help laughing, his eyes swept over the guards around him, with confidence in his eyes.

"Just because of these native chickens and tiled dogs, I haven't left me here yet."

"Hmph! I hope you can be as confident as you are now before you die."

Peng Genshan snorted coldly and turned away. From beginning to end, he didn't look at the salt merchant guards.

"President Wang, what should we do?"

Seeing Peng Genshan's figure disappearing into the darkness without looking back, the salt merchant guards present suddenly became nervous, and their feet were involuntarily approaching another first-class master who was left at this time, Wang Min, the head of Huangshan Sect, as if this could make their situation safer.

Seeing everyone's eyes looking at him, and with the master on the opposite side who grabbed Peng Genshan's weapons with empty hands, his eyes also moved to him, Wang Min's only feeling was: It's so terrible.

Although his martial arts are stronger than Peng Genshan, the first-rate second-rate, but they are still very strong. Peng Genshan is definitely the opponent of the opponent, so he will undoubtedly give it to him for nothing.

Moreover, Peng Genshan and the other party are obviously bloody brothers. Although there is a conflict, they break the bones and connect the tendons. Therefore, Peng Genshan can still leave with ease after losing.

But he has nothing to do with the other party, so who can guarantee that if he is not careful later, he will be captured and will the other party spare his life?

But take money and get rid of disasters with others.

What's more, if he just ran away in shame in front of everyone, if he spread it, he would be afraid that all his face would be lost.

It would be better if he was the only person, but now he is the head of the Huangshan Sect, and his reputation as the Huangshan Sect is both prosperous and lossy.

The Huangshan Sect is a poor and narrow sect. Over the years, it was the unremitting efforts of his master and his two generations that finally made the Huangshan Sect gain a little fame, but it could not withstand such losses. Otherwise, the Huangshan Sect, which was severely damaged, would be completely removed from the world in the future.

So, no matter how nervous he was in his heart, he could only bite his teeth and put it on the shelves.

"You can't stop me. I'm in a good mood today. Let's make way out as soon as possible. I won't make things difficult for you."

But before Wang Min could muster up the courage to say something to boost morale or say a few harsh words to the other party, Peng Zhenlei, who saw Peng Genshan's figure finally disappeared completely in the darkness, spoke first.

When Peng Zhenlei said that Wang Min's brows couldn't stop jumping.

The other party looked plain and seemed to be saying something that was rightful, and he did not take everyone present seriously, including him at all. Even though he knew that the other party's martial arts skills were far higher than him, his arrogance as a first-class master still made him angry at Peng Zhenlei's words.

"I'm not only ignoring the residence of the fourth-rank magistrate, but I'm not only ignoring the crime, but also daring to be so arrogant. Do you really think no one can cure you?"

So, under the eyes of a group of salt merchant guards, Wang Min, who had to stand up, spoke in anger in his voice.

But Peng Zhenlei seemed to no longer want to waste any quarrels with the people in front of him.

The East Courtyard is getting more and more dynamic, and the situation doesn't sound very good. As Peng Zhenlei, who accepted Guo Ju's order and led the team, no longer wants to do it and has no time to waste it.

As soon as Wang Min finished speaking, a sound of breaking through the air began to sound.

Within my eyes, the ghost-headed sword abandoned by Peng Genshan was about to cut through the night and stabbed in front of me.

With an angry shout, Wang Min's eyes were so angry that he didn't expect that the other party would attack him. He suddenly leaned back and an iron bridge barely avoided this extremely huge "hidden weapon".

"Ah!" Wang Min avoided Peng Zhenlei's "hidden weapon", but the few guards standing behind him were in trouble.

Before Wang Min could sweat from behind, a scream rang in his ear.

But Wang Min didn't care about looking at the unfortunate guard, exerted force under her feet, and with the power of her waist and abdomen, she twisted her body suddenly. A kite turned over and turned to the side, avoiding the second wave of attacks that might come with Peng Zhenlei.

It’s a pity that his beautiful kite turned over, but he was obviously a little "self-indulgent".
Chapter completed!