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Chapter 693

Words:1819Update:22/06/22 11:29:01

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"Ouch! You bastards, stop what you're doing! If anything happens to me, all of you will die! " Feng Shaoqing's arm was torn off and he was in so much pain that tears and snot flowed down his face. However, under the immense pain, he managed to calm down and started cursing at the old man who rushed over.

Zhao Yuande was stunned. This guy was definitely not a simple person to be able to regain consciousness so quickly.

The two old men quickly stopped fighting and the other men in black could only obey their orders. They quickly gathered together.

Under Shi Man's lead, the numerous burly men of the mountain stronghold also stood behind Zhao Yuande.

"Fourteenth Brother! You are so powerful! "Shi Chongtian brought his younger brother and stood behind Zhao Yuande excitedly. His face was filled with admiration.

The barbarians worshipped the strong. Zhao Yuande's strength made many of the barbarian warriors feel a sense of reverence towards him.

"Don't talk nonsense. Let's talk about this after we are done here." Shi Chongtian's mother pulled him to her side with a serious expression.

"Let go of our young master!"

One of the old men looked at Zhao Yuande and his expression softened. He was afraid that Zhao Yuande would harm their young master again.

"You guys retreat first. I will naturally let him go! Oh right, leave me the antidote for these people as well. "

Zhao Yuande looked at some of the big men around him. Their bodies were all covered in blood, and some of them were still unconscious on the ground after being hit by poison arrows. It was unknown when they would wake up.

"Here!"

The old man threw a bag of medicine at Shi Man.

Shi Man took the bag and was about to give it to the men who had fainted.

"Wait, find some livestock and let them eat first." Zhao Yuande waved his hand to stop Shi Man. These barbarians were really simple-minded.

When the old man saw this, his expression changed.

"No need to try! These are the antidotes. "The old man threw another bag of antidotes.

"You guys are really dishonest!" Zhao Yuande sneered and tore off Feng Shaoqing's other hand.

"Ah! You old bastard, you're playing with this young master's life. This young master will definitely kill you when we get back! "Feng Shaoqing glared at the old man in front of him. His eyes were practically spitting fire.

The old man was so scared that he trembled. Originally, he wanted to use this opportunity to reduce the number of people on the other side, but he didn't expect that he would make a fool of himself and be hated by the young master. He was so regretful that his intestines almost turned green.

Shi Man took the antidote and looked at Zhao Yuande.

"Alright, there should be no problem this time!" Zhao Yuande smiled helplessly.

Only then did Shi Man happily give the antidote to the unconscious men.

Sure enough, after a while, these burly men gradually woke up.

"We've already lost half of our men. We can no longer pose a threat to your stronghold. Release our young master and let us leave!" The old man was even more sincere this time.

"Put down your weapons first. Who knows if you'll sneak up on us in the middle of the night? We can't always be on guard." Zhao Yuande looked at the short knives in the hands of the black-clothed men. These short knives were the weapons of this group of people. Their fighting style and fighting skills were trained according to these short knives. If they lose these short knives, their fighting strength will be greatly reduced. "

"This …" The old man hesitated. He turned to look at the other old man, but he only saw the back of the old man's head.

Damn old bastard, you don't want to take responsibility, right? The old man cursed in his heart, but he had no choice. The young master was in the hands of the other party. He could only listen to the other party.

"Put them down!" The old man waved his hand.

The black-clothed men looked at each other. Although they were reluctant, they had no choice. In their eyes, the young master's life was more important than anything else.

These people had been instilled with the idea that the young master was the heavens. Even if Feng Shaoqing told them to die immediately, they wouldn't even frown.

The black-clothed men all threw down their short knives. As soon as they left their hands, it was as if their souls had been sucked out of their bodies. There was a kind of confusion, as if the short knives were their brothers.

Zhao Yuande naturally saw this in his heart. He smiled faintly and said, "In that case, I'll return your young master to you."

Zhao Yuande slowly walked forward with Feng Shaoqing in his hand. When he reached the short knives on the ground, he shook the ground and sent all the short knives flying towards the Stone people.

The Stone people all took out their hands to catch the short knives. Although they didn't like these short weapons, it was better than nothing.

When the black-clothed men saw this scene, they couldn't help but feel humiliated. Their weapons had been taken by the enemy, this was something they couldn't accept.

"In that case, I'll give it to you!" Zhao Yuande carried the armless Feng Shaoqing in front of the old man and handed him over.

"Young master, you've suffered! When we return, the old master will definitely find a way to help you recover your arms! "The old man had a fawning smile on his face. Right now, he could only beg this young master to forgive him.

"Hmph! I don't need you! " Feng Shaoqing's face turned cold. He completely ignored the old man and turned to another old man, "Old Zhu, come and take me away."

The other old man's face lit up and he quickly rushed over to receive Feng Shaoqing.

Zhao Yuande handed Feng Shaoqing over to Old Zhu. Suddenly, a short knife appeared in his hand, and he stabbed towards Feng Shaoqing's chest with lightning speed.

Zhao Yuande's speed was so fast that no one could react. The short knife directly pierced Feng Shaoqing's chest and entered the old man's chest.

Zhao Yuande flicked his wrist and Old Zhu's chest was sliced open by Zhao Yuande. His internal organs poured out onto the ground.

Old Zhu felt a chill in his chest and then a huge pain came. When he lowered his head to look, he was almost scared to death!

He had killed countless enemies in the past and had cut open many of their stomachs. However, this was the first time he had his stomach sliced open. He couldn't believe his eyes.

However, this person was already in the Celestial Emperor Realm. Although his physical body couldn't heal instantly like Zhao Yuande, he still had a strong recovery ability. Hence, it wasn't a big deal for his chest to be pierced open.

However, how could Zhao Yuande let him go at this time? He rushed over and cut off Old Zhu's head.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and do it! "Zhao Yuande turned around and shouted at the stone tribe members who were stunned.

Only then did the stone tribe members react. They roared and rushed forward!

Old Zhu was killed by Zhao Yuande. Although the remaining old man was strong, he wasn't a match for Shi Man and Shi Chongtian's mother. He was quickly taken down by the two of them.

As for the remaining men in black, they lost at least 50% of their combat strength after losing their short knives. They were no longer a threat to the stone tribe members. In less than 15 minutes, they were all killed.

"Fourteenth Brother! Since we won, why do we have to kill them all? "Shi Chongtian asked Zhao Yuande in confusion.

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