No one would have thought that the greedy and cowardly Pei Qianlai would block a fatal blow for Yan Li. What's more, it was the first time they met a stranger.
It was impossible for him to protect his superior for the sake of a soldier's honor.
He could fight with his comrades on the battlefield for a penny. How could such a person have the honor of a soldier?
Other than this possibility, Wang Chuan could only think of one other possibility: Yan Li was his son.
Wouldn't he be the Yan Dragon Slayer?
This was also impossible.
"The next move will determine the winner," Ji Zhiyuan suddenly said.
Zhang Donglin said anxiously, "Boss, it'll be too late if we don't leave now."
Wang Chuan frowned and glanced at Ji Zhiyuan. "Didn't you say that there's only life and death, no victory or defeat?"
"Now there is," Ji Zhiyuan said.
Wang Chuan asked, "Why now?"
Ji Zhiyuan said, "Now he can win if he wants to, and lose if he wants to."
It was a simple logic that could be understood with a single listen. If one couldn't even understand this, then he was really stupid.
Wang Chuan wasn't stupid, but the more he listened, the more confused he became. He could only ask, "He can win if he wants to? Are you saying that Yan Li's strength far surpasses that Desolate Man? "
"No," Ji Zhiyuan said.
"What do you mean?" Zhang Donglin was impatient. "Can you explain it clearly in one go?"
Ji Zhiyuan glanced at him coldly.
Zhang Donglin felt a chill down his spine, as if he was being stared at by a powerful creature. He immediately kept quiet out of fear.
Ji Zhiyuan said, "Didn't you see him draw his sword?"
"He drew his sword?" Wang Chuan was completely shocked.
"He did." At this moment, Sun Lei, who had been silent, slowly said, "Every time the commandant dodged, he would draw his sword. It's just that it's too fast, so it's hard to see."
"How fast is too fast?" Zhang Donglin knew that Sun Lei's eyesight had always been better than theirs.
Sun Lei thought about it and said, "Faster than that Desolate Man."
Zhang Donglin sneered, "So what if it's plucked? Didn't you see? That Desolate Man Warrior didn't even lose a hair. It seems that the new talent on the Heaven's Chosen List is just an undeserved reputation. "
Wang Chuan said, "What does drawing a sword have to do with winning or losing?"
Sun Lei said, "I don't know."
Wang Chuan could only look at Ji Zhiyuan.
"We'll see," Ji Zhiyuan said.
Keaton stopped and glanced at Pei Qianlai, saying mockingly, "You have a loyal subordinate."
Yan Li glanced at Tournu, smiled, and said, "You have a good brother."
Keaton's face turned red as he said angrily, "I won't hold back anymore! Once I use my full strength, you won't be able to dodge even if you can move. "
Yan Li laughed and said, "I'm going to use my ultimate move too. Once I use my ultimate move, you'll definitely die. Come and try if you don't believe me. "
Keaton roared, and a dark red light suddenly flashed on his body. Then, he turned into a spinning top and spun rapidly in the air. For a moment, the entire Limestone Tribe was covered in sand and stones, and the sky became even darker.
Yan Li's position was the only place where he could see clearly, but this place was about to be engulfed by the sandstorm.
Keaton's entire body turned into a tornado of sand and dust, roaring as he charged towards Yan Li like a giant beast from ancient times.
Yan Li just watched.
Countless sand, dust, and rocks hit his body, but he just watched. Only when he was about to be swallowed did he finally move.
It wasn't a very strong movement. He just loosened his left hand that was holding the sword and slowly put his fingers together.
Because his right hand was swollen and painful, he couldn't hold the sword, so he could only hold the scabbard.
His left hand put his fingers together and lightly stabbed forward.
When the tip of his fingers touched the sandstorm, everyone's hearts were in their throats, but the scene of flesh and blood splattering didn't happen as they had imagined.
The world suddenly calmed down.
Because the sand and stones fell from the sky like a silent rain. Because the spinning top couldn't spin anymore. Since the spinning top couldn't spin, there was no wind, and without wind, nothing could move, not even a piece of paper.
Keaton's feet touched the ground, and his eyes popped out as he stared at Yan Li.
The sword finger stabbed right between his eyebrows.
Being stabbed by the sword finger, he was like a weak old man who couldn't even stand up. He couldn't help but take a step back.
When he took a step back, blood flowed out of his seven apertures.
When he took another step back, blood seeped out of his body.
When he took another step back, his whole body was dyed red, as if he had just been fished out of a pool of blood.
Finally, he fell straight down, and didn't move anymore.
Tournu looked at this scene blankly, and then let out a sorrowful cry in the Desolate Man's language. He stared at Yan Li with hatred, and suddenly jumped up from the ground. His body reacted boldly, and then he used his head as a hammer, and slammed it into Yan Li's stomach.
Yan Li's lips curled up slightly. He left the cliff to block, and the Hidden Sword Incantation had already been activated.
Tournu's heavy blow was like hitting cotton, and there wasn't even the sound of a drop of water falling to the ground. Because all the strength of his blow was absorbed by the Hidden Sword Incantation, so not even a sound could be heard.
"Aragami is …"
Then his roar stopped abruptly.
Yan Li's left hand pressed on the sword, and he turned around gracefully. He flashed to Tournu's side, and then he pulled out his sword.
Even though his left hand did not have any swordsmanship to speak of, the power that he had absorbed was Tournu's own power. He was only using this power on Tournu's body again. Therefore, even his left hand had a terrifying lethality.
Pulling out the sword, the simplest pulling out the sword.
Tournu's head shot up into the sky.
Yan Li took two steps to the side, and avoided the blood that was gushing out. He pulled out a sword flower that was not very familiar with, and shook off the blood stains on the sword, and then slowly returned it to the sheath.
Two Desolate Man warriors died in the hands of Yan Li one after another, and it looked like it was effortless. It was as ridiculous as a child holding a sword, waving it casually, and killing someone.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Yan Li turned to the direction where the West Mountain Camp soldiers were hiding, and said coldly, "Did I bring you here to watch a show?"
Wang Chuan seemed to have woken up from a dream, and stood up as if he was injected with chicken blood. He roared, "Kill!"
All the soldiers were shocked, and then they shouted with all their strength, "Kill!"
There was no suspense after that. Without the Desolate Man warriors, how could the Limestone Tribe be Wang Chuan's opponent?
Yan Li walked towards Pei Qianlai, helped him up, and then sighed, "You're actually still alive."
"You didn't want me to live …" Pei Qianlai coughed lightly, and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood.
Yan Li expressionlessly took out a porcelain bottle, poured out a pill, and stuffed it into Pei Qianlai's mouth. He said, "Actually, I don't need you to block me. If you're alive, I still owe you a favor, so I might as well die." Usually, pills that were refined into pills were very rare, and could be said to be priceless.
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