Leng Hao's shot was a killer move. His movements were swift and decisive, and every move was aimed precisely at the man in black. His swordsmanship is razor, and every blow carries great power and deadly intent. There was a cold glint in his eyes, and there was not a trace of fear or hesitation on his face.

Although the people in black were outnumbered, Leng Hao's sudden counterattack caught them a little off guard. His sword momentum was like a storm, making it difficult for the people in black to parry. In an instant, Leng Hao had already repelled several men in black in a row, and his movements were clean and neat, without a trace of superfluous movements.

At the same time, the knights had already rushed closer, brandishing their spears and engaging in a fierce battle with the men in black. Leng Hao took advantage of this opportunity and quickly found a gap and rushed out of the encirclement of the man in black.

His goal is to find his sister, who he knows may use as a hostage to blackmail. Therefore, he must find his sister before the man in black reacts and ensure her safety.

Leng Hao's figure shuttled quickly across the battlefield, his sword momentum was like lightning, and every swing took the life of a man in black. There was not the slightest pity in his eyes, only firm determination and ruthless killing intent.

In this sudden battle, Leng Hao showed his great strength and fearless courage. He knew that he couldn't slack off in the slightest, and his every move was a matter of life and death for him and his sister.

As the battle progressed, the Men in Black began to be defeated gradually, and their numbers continued to dwindle. Leng Hao's sword momentum became more and more powerful, and his goal became more and more clear. He knew that he was getting closer and closer to finding his sister, and he couldn't give up or fail.

In this life-and-death struggle, Leng Hao's every move was full of strength and determination. His figure was like the god of war, making the people in black feel real fear. And in his heart, there is only one thought, and that is to find his sister and protect their future.

Leng Hao's words were full of anger and determination, his eyes flashed with a cold light, and the blade in his hand flashed with cold light in the sun. His words were short and powerful, full of command.

When the black-clothed people around him heard his words, a trace of horror flashed in their eyes, but they did not flinch, but surrounded them more closely. They clenched the hilt of their swords in their hands, and their eyes flashed with a fierce light, obviously a bad comer.

Leng Hao looked at them coldly, he knew that the target of these people was him, and their target was the important drawing in his hand. He couldn't let them get his way, he had to protect that drawing, protect his sister.

He took a deep breath, the blade in his hand glistening in the sunlight. His eyes were determined and his body tensed, ready for the challenge that was coming.

"Look for death!" Leng Hao said coldly, his words short but powerful, full of commanding tones.

As his words fell, a trace of horror flashed in the eyes of the black-clothed people around him, but instead of flinching, they surrounded him more closely. They clenched the hilt of their swords in their hands, and their eyes flashed with a fierce light, obviously a bad comer.

Leng Hao's moves are more powerful than the other, his swordsmanship is fierce, and each blow carries great power and deadly intent. There was a cold glint in his eyes, and there was not a trace of fear or hesitation on his face. Although the people in black were outnumbered, Leng Hao's sudden counterattack caught them a little off guard. His sword momentum was like a storm, making it difficult for the people in black to parry. In an instant, Leng Hao had already repelled several men in black in a row, and his movements were clean and neat, without a trace of superfluous movements.

As the battle progressed, the Men in Black began to be defeated gradually, and their numbers continued to dwindle. Leng Hao's sword momentum became more and more powerful, and his goal became more and more clear. He knew that he was getting closer and closer to finding his sister, and he couldn't give up or fail.

In this life-and-death struggle, Leng Hao's every move was full of strength and determination. His figure was like the god of war, making the people in black feel real fear. And in his heart, there is only one thought, and that is to find his sister and protect their future.

In the end, when all the men in black were defeated by Leng Hao, Leng Hao was the only one left on the battlefield. His clothes were stained with the blood of his enemies, but there was not the slightest satisfaction or pity in his eyes. He knew that his mission was not yet complete, and that he had to move on, find his sister, and protect that important drawing.

After Leng Hao defeated all the men in black, he immediately began to look for his sister's figure. His heart is filled with anxiety and worry, and he desperately wants to find his sister and make sure she is safe. However, when he finally found the woman who was somewhat similar to his sister, he immediately realized that he might have misunderstood.

The woman's eyes were full of fear, and her body trembled slightly, obviously frightened by Leng Hao's momentum. There was a tremor in her voice, trying to explain who she was: "Don't ...... Don't kill me...... I'm not a ...... with us."

Leng Hao stopped, his eyes revealing a hint of doubt. He realizes that this woman may not be the older sister he has been looking for, but just an ordinary person who resembles his sister. A hint of disappointment welled up in his heart, but he was also relieved, because he knew that he had not killed an innocent person by mistake.

"Who are you?" Leng Hao's tone was still unkind, but there was more of an inquiring meaning in his voice than the cold order he had before.

The woman cautiously replied, "I...... My name is Xiaolian, and I'm just an ordinary villager. The men in black...... They arrested me and said they would trade me for ...... Exchange your drawings ......"

After Leng Hao heard this, the doubts in his heart were even worse. He realizes that the woman may have been used by the man in black to blackmail him. There was a flash of sympathy in his eyes, but he also knew that he couldn't afford to delay his search for his sister because of this woman.

"Let's go." Leng Hao finally said, with a hint of softness in his voice, obviously sympathizing with the woman.

After hearing this, a trace of gratitude flashed in the woman's eyes, and she quickly nodded, and then left in a hurry. Leng Hao looked at her back, and secretly swore in his heart that he must find his sister, protect her, and expose the conspiracy of the Heavenly Killing Organization.

After walking for a long time, the woman turned back again, looked at Leng Hao and said, "This son, can you send me back?" I...... I...... I don't know ...... road."

"Yes." After Leng Hao knew that this woman was not in a group with the man in black, he let down his guard.

"Thank you! Thank you! The woman said gratefully.