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Chapter 494 Spare your life

"That's right. Some people in the martial arts world also call us 'Seventh Master' and 'Eighth Master'." Bai Wuchang nodded in confirmation.

"Ha, the Black and White Impermanence are now following the trend and wearing suits?" Lin Fan couldn't help laughing.

"Of course, since we have come to a big city, we naturally have to adapt to the customs here." Bai Wuchang explained with a smile.

"But according to legend, the Black and White Impermanence should wear long robes and hats with the words 'Wealth at First Sight' and 'Peace in the World' written on them respectively. What about yours?" Lin Fan asked curiously.

"Here." Bai Wuchang pointed to the name tag on his left chest, on which the words "First sight brings wealth" were clearly visible.

Lin Fan looked at the name tag on Hei Wuchang's chest again, which read "Peace in the World".

"It's really the Black and White Impermanence." Lin Fan sighed.

"Indeed, it's genuine goods." Bai Wuchang said, taking out a booklet from his pocket.

"Lin Fan, date of birth unknown, died today at 5 p.m."

Bai Wuchang showed the contents of the booklet and crossed out Lin Fan's name with a brush. His smile gradually disappeared.

"Lin Fan, the time has come, prepare to go to the Yellow Springs Road." As Bai Wuchang's voice fell, a gust of wind blew, and the atmosphere became more solemn.

On the other side, Hei Wuchang took out his soul-catching rope, and the air was filled with a murderous atmosphere.

"Wait, who are you? If you want to take my life, at least give me a reason." Lin Fan asked.

"I believe I have never done anything wrong to you, but now you want to take my life. This is unreasonable."

"Okay, let me make it clear to you. Someone paid us to take your life." Bai Wuchang said, pulling out a mourning stick from his sleeve and slowly approaching Lin Fan.

"Now, you can go with peace of mind."

"Someone paid? Who?" Lin Fan asked in surprise. He thought they were sent by the Taiping Society.

Apparently, this is not the case.

"According to the rules, we cannot disclose the employer's information. Unless there is a deeper connection between you and me." Bai Wuchang grinned.

"Brother, stop laughing crookedly. Remember, you are Bai Wuchang, not some crooked-mouthed god of war." Lin Fan reminded him.

"Also, did you say 'someone with a destiny' or 'a rich person'?"

"Pfft... cough cough..." Xu Kai, who was sitting on the ground, couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

Are they acting?

Although it looks funny, its strength should not be underestimated. It can actually make him defenseless.

Suddenly, Hei Wuchang swung the Soul-Catching Rope in his hand with a sharp sound. Xu Kai's face suddenly changed, and he rolled and crawled to avoid the attack.

Seeing this, Hei Wuchang did not continue to chase, but instead stared at Lin Fan.

"Lin Fan, I'm going to send you to the underworld." Along with a low voice, Hei Wuchang turned into a black shadow and rushed towards Lin Fan.

The Soul-Hooking Rope flashed with a cold light as it headed straight for Lin Fan's neck. Once wrapped around him, the hook would mercilessly pierce his throat.

"Do you really think you're a soul-snatcher? You're getting too into the role, aren't you?"

Lin Fan sneered, and his right hand stretched out like lightning, grabbing the soul-catching rope and making it tighten instantly.

Hei Wuchang was shocked and tried hard to break free from Lin Fan's control.

At the same time, Bai Wuchang swung the mourning stick and smashed it down on Lin Fan's head.

"Your birth date is unknown, and you died at the hour of You? Even the King of Hell would have to show some respect to me. Who do you think you are?" Lin Fan sneered, clenching his left fist to face Bai Wuchang.

Bai Wuchang was forced to withdraw his attack to deflect Lin Fan's punch. The immense force forced Bai Wuchang to retreat repeatedly, and he finally managed to regain his footing.

A trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes. How could this person be so strong?

"With just the two of you, you still want to take away my soul and send me to hell?" Lin Fan sneered even more, leaned forward, and pushed Hei Wuchang away with a light bump of his shoulder.

Despite his pale face, Hei Wuchang still held the Soul-Catching Rope tightly. This was his weapon, and without it he could not fight.

"You won't let go? Well then, don't let go." As soon as Lin Fan finished speaking, he pulled hard with his right hand.

Hei Wuchang was suddenly pulled by the soul-catching rope and fell heavily to the ground.

Before he could recover, his body flew out again, followed by a series of "bang bang bang" sounds.

Lin Fan swung the Soul-Catching Rope, striking again and again. After a few rounds, a crack appeared in the ground, and Hei Wuchang spat out a mouthful of blood, his face covered in bruises.

Xu Kai, who was sitting on the side, looked at the bruised and battered Hei Wuchang and couldn't help but complain: "Isn't this fighting ability too weak?"

He had originally thought that the Black and White Impermanence were very powerful, but he didn't expect them to be defeated so quickly.

But on second thought, maybe it wasn't that the other party wasn't strong enough, but that the people on his side were stronger. Thinking of this, Xu Kai's mood improved a little.

Suddenly, Bai Wuchang rushed over, sweeping the mourning stick in his hand with a whistling sound.

There was a loud "bang!" followed by a scream. Lin Fan quickly retreated, using Black Impermanence as a shield to block the attack.

"Aren't you going to let go?"

Bai Wuchang roared, swinging his mourning stick at Lin Fan again. At this moment, Hei Wuchang finally regained consciousness, released the soul-catching rope, and staggered to the ground.

"Now it's your turn." Lin Fan pointed the Soul-Catching Rope at Bai Wuchang.

"Don't think you can scare people with just a crappy book. Just wait and see how I deal with you!"

Facing Lin Fan's provocation, Bai Wuchang retreated while shouting, "We might have picked the wrong target. Can you please stop now?"

But Lin Fan wasn't buying it. "You've come to steal my soul, and you're still calling it a misunderstanding? Just like I did to Sun Wukong back then, I'm going to teach you a lesson today."

As he spoke, Lin Fan swung the Soul-Catching Rope with great vigor, the power far exceeding what Hei Wuchang could exert.

Just as Bai Wuchang was trying to explain, Lin Fan interrupted him. The Soul-Catching Rope had already wrapped around Bai Wuchang's arm.

"Ah!" With a scream, Bai Wuchang felt severe pain and blood gushed out from the wound.

"Tell me, who sent you here?" Lin Fan asked coldly.

Bai Wuchang gritted his teeth and replied with pain: "I don't know."

Hearing this answer, Lin Fan sneered and pulled hard. Bai Wuchang screamed in pain, sweat and tears mixing together.

"Retreat!" Bai Wuchang finally gave the order.

He was already disheartened, knowing that the gap in strength between the two sides was too great, and they were not even on the same level. He was lucky to have escaped.

"Ok."

Hei Wuchang gritted his teeth, stood up, turned around and ran. However, after a few steps, he stopped because he saw Bai Wuchang being stopped by Lin Fan and the situation was critical.

"Go!" Bai Wuchang said in a low voice.

"No!" Hei Wuchang responded and turned back resolutely.

Lin Fan was surprised to find that this guy was quite loyal. Could it be that he was planning to share the hard times with him?

Bang, bang, bang! After a few sounds, the Black and White Impermanence were knocked to the ground.

Lin Fan quickly came in front of Bai Wuchang and placed the blood-stained hook on his neck.

"Tell me who is behind this, and I will spare your life."