"Are you afraid?"
Yang Xuan smiled as he looked at Little Que 'er. Behind him, the sky was filled with red and the lives that were constantly dying.
"No … I'm not afraid!"
Little Que 'er's face was pale, but she stubbornly kept her eyes open. He really did not know where a six or seven-year-old girl like her got such courage from.
The golden moon fell on the world, beautiful and elegant, but accompanying it was the elegy of life and the blooming flowers of blood.
In an instant, more than a hundred horse bandits were all dead. Not a single one was left alive.
The thick smell of blood wafted in the air and everyone was stunned.
Zhang Gui's mouth was wide open and his eyes were bulging. He stared blankly at Yang Xuan. He was in a daze and seemed to have lost his mind.
Zhang Gui's subordinates had completely forgotten the pain in their bodies. They were dumbfounded as they watched their powerful enemies turn into corpses one by one. They felt as if they had fallen into a nightmare.
Some of the merchants who were kneeling on the ground earlier were scared out of their wits and collapsed to the ground. Some of the more timid ones had even fainted from the shock.
Old He stared blankly at Yang Xuan's back. He had never imagined that this boy-next-door lad would be such a terrifying person.
"Luckily, I did not offend him!"
He thought with a trembling heart.
The merchants kneeling beside Li Changgui had also turned into statues at this time. Their minds were blank. Some of them were so scared that they couldn't stop vomiting, as if they were going to vomit out their gallbladder.
Wang Tongpu stared at Yang Xuan as his body trembled uncontrollably. The fear on his face was so intense that it could not be dissipated.
"He is such a devil. It's ridiculous that I still wanted to find trouble with him!"
At this moment, the regret and fear in his heart were like a poisonous snake that wanted to devour his heart. He was about to vomit blood.
Wang Xicun stared blankly at Yang Xuan. It was only at this moment that he felt like a clown, a frog at the bottom of a well, an existence that was like an ant in the eyes of others. It was ridiculous that he did not realize it and was jumping around in front of others like a grasshopper.
When he thought about how he actually wanted to snatch this devil's horse, his heart felt as if it was being squeezed by something and he did not even dare to breathe.
From this moment on, Yang Xuan's figure was deeply rooted in his heart, and he didn't dare to forget it in the slightest.
From then on, he spent his entire life doing good deeds, saving countless people, and was known as the Good Samaritan. In the end, he died of old age, and even before his death, he never forgot Yang Xuan's figure.
Li Chang Gui sat on the ground, his face full of sluggishness. At this moment, he suspected that he was still dreaming.
He looked at Yang Xuan's back as if he was looking at a demon god who had descended to the mortal world and brought endless slaughter.
At this moment, he was incomparably glad that he had acted on a whim last night.
Although Lin Suyi already knew that Yang Xuan was strong, she was still shocked at this moment.
She did not expect the extremely beautiful golden moonlight to be so powerful. In the blink of an eye, a hundred people had died under it.
"Pre … Pre … Innate Master?"
Pei Meng was so shocked that he almost dropped the silver spear in his hand.
His face was as pale as snow, and he could feel his heart trembling.
He couldn't believe that he had met a Connate Master in this remote village.
"Where is Yi Yun's lair?"
Yang Xuan pulled Little Sparrow's arm and asked coldly.
Pei Meng felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him. His body trembled slightly as if he was about to fall to his knees.
He held the spear with one hand, the tip of the spear slanted downwards as his body trembled uncontrollably.
"It's …"
Before he could finish his sentence, a fierce light flashed in his eyes. He suddenly jumped up and twisted the spear in his right hand. The veins on his arm bulged like pythons.
"Swoosh!"
A cold light pierced through the air like a shooting star and aimed at Yang Xuan's forehead.
This was Pei Meng's most powerful attack in his entire life. It was frightening and untraceable. It contained the essence of martial arts, making it impossible for anyone to dodge. It was the ultimate attack of a Stage Ten Internal Force expert.
"Die!"
He shouted and his face was full of determination as he continued to press forward.
Yang Xuan's expression didn't change. Pei Meng's arm suddenly broke and fell to the side.
The silver spear flew out of his hand, and Yang Xuanwei reached out and grabbed it.
"Ah!"
Pei Meng screamed as his body flew backward. Blood splattered everywhere.
Lin Suyi patted her chest and felt relieved. She was scared out of her wits just now.
Although she knew that Yang Xuan was powerful, being caught off guard still gave her a fright. It was truly an instinctive reaction.
Blood flowed out and gathered below Pei Meng's body. The pain from his broken arm made him break out in cold sweat.
However, he did not utter a single word. Instead, he glared at Yang Xuan, his eyes filled with hatred, like a venomous snake ready to devour its prey.
"Where is Yi Yun's lair?" Yang Xuan asked.
Pei Meng sneered as his face twitched in pain. However, he still revealed a smile that was uglier than crying. "You killed so many of Yi Yun's men. You're dead. Black Crow won't let you go."
Yang Xuan thought for a moment and two sparks flew out and burned Pei Meng's broken arm. The wound was instantly charred and stopped bleeding.
"Hiss!"
Pei Meng was in so much pain that he almost fainted. He was sweating profusely.
"Where is it?" Yang Xuan looked at Pei Meng coldly.
"Okay, okay. Since you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish."
Pei Meng showed his toughness. He endured the pain and said, "A hundred miles south from here, Luo Yun Mountain."
"Luo Yun Mountain?" Yang Xuan looked at him suspiciously.
"I know that place."
Lin Suyi said, "I didn't expect Yi Yun's lair to be there."
Yang Xuan nodded and looked at Pei Meng again. He said, "Okay, you can go now."
"Heh … Heh heh, to be able to die … in the hands of an Innate Master, I … I think it's worth it. I, Pei Meng, have been a general, a thief, a good person, and an executioner. It's worth it. I have no regrets. " Pei Meng seemed to have forgotten the pain. His eyes showed a trace of gentleness. It was unknown what he was thinking.
Yang Xuan looked at him with a hint of admiration.
Although Pei Meng killed people like flies, he was still a real man. He was admirable.
A ray of golden light appeared and was about to strike.
"Big Brother!" Little Que 'er suddenly shouted.
"Hmm? What's wrong? "Yang Xuan looked at Little Que 'er.
"I want to do it myself." Little Que 'er's tone was young but shocking.
A six or seven-year-old girl was not afraid of the Asura Hell just now. She even wanted to kill her enemy.
At this moment, Yang Xuan could not help but wonder if this little girl was a transmigrator like him.
"Little Que 'er, you …" Lin Suyi was also shocked and could not help but say.
"Little Que 'er, don't mess around." Li Chang Gui was shocked and stopped her.
"I want to kill him with my own hands."
Little Que 'er turned a deaf ear to everyone's words. She only looked at Yang Xuan with a determined gaze.
Yang Xuan looked at her. After a while, he suddenly smiled and took out a dagger. It was the dagger he had taken from the family's treasury.
Although this dagger was not a precious weapon, it was very sharp and could cut through iron like mud. He had never thrown it away.
"Take it. It's a gift." Yang Xuan handed the dagger to Little Que 'er.
Little Que 'er took the dagger. Under Lin Suyi and Li Chang Gui's complicated gazes, she walked step by step toward Pei Meng. Although her steps were unsteady, she was very determined.
"Ha … Haha."
Pei Meng wanted to laugh, but he could not. "I, Pei Meng, have lived my life. In the end, I will die in the hands of a little girl. What goes around comes around, hahaha!"
His laughter was unpleasant, but it spread in all directions.
This Pei Meng was indeed a man. Even at this moment, he was still unyielding.
Little Que 'er held the dagger and stood beside Pei Meng. Her eyes were filled with tears.
In the next moment, a determined look appeared on her face. She stabbed the dagger in her hand into Pei Meng's neck.
However, she was small and weak. This time, she could only stab half an inch in. She could not go any further.
"Give me a quick death." Pei Meng shouted loudly as if he had gone mad.
Yang Xuan sighed secretly. With a slight thought, the dagger in Pei Meng's neck suddenly fell.
Pei Meng's voice stopped abruptly. After a while, the light in his eyes gradually disappeared. However, a teardrop fell from the corner of his eye. It flowed down his cheek and fell to the ground. Then, it disappeared without a trace.
A fierce man of a generation had died just like that.
"Mother!" Little Que 'er cried out sadly and fainted.
After all, she was still young and had experienced great joy and sorrow. She could not hold on any longer.
"Little Que 'er." Lin Suyi rushed over and hugged Little Que' er.
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