Di Yun shouted angrily. He really didn't expect that this old man would not give him any face.
At the critical moment, the woman in green behind him moved and rushed out like a ghost, trying to intercept the finger force.
At this time, a figure was faster than her and blocked her in an instant.
It was Wei Zong. Facing the astonishment of the woman in green, he smiled slightly and said, "Your opponent is me."
Interrupted by Wei Zong, Qin Shang's finger force successfully hit Ran Tianzheng on the forehead.
With a pop, a small hole appeared on Ran Tianzheng's forehead, and brain matter mixed with blood gurgled behind. It was a pity that Ran Tianzheng, a generation of spiritual powerhouse, died quietly in such a small place because of such a trivial matter.
The Tsing Yi woman's pupils shrank rapidly. She didn't dare to be careless when facing the opponent in front of her. The opponent made her feel bad. She gave a sweet shout and possessed spiritual power. The brilliance flowed between her fingers, with a dense light, towards Wei.
Wei Zong struck away horizontally. If this palm strike was real, Wei Zong's entire head would be smashed into pieces.
Facing the fatal palm, Wei Zong was in no hurry. This woman was stronger than Ran Tianzheng, but she was also a little stronger. She was only at the third level of the spiritual sea realm.
There was a crisp sound, and the sharp friction sound of the sword blade and scabbard was heard.
Wei Zong held the hilt of the sword in his hand, and the long sword was half unsheathed. It was like a white room, and the originally dark inn became brighter. A powerful and extremely powerful sword intent suddenly burst out, and the invisible sword pressure rushed towards the woman.
Seeing this sword intention, the young man holding the sword's eyes shone brightly, and looked at Wei Zong with shock and disbelief.
This is sword intent!
He traveled around the continent just to understand his sword intention.
Unexpectedly, in this small place, I saw a young man showing his sword intention.
Immediately afterwards, he saw the woman retreating quickly, as if she had come, and in a flash, she returned behind Di Yun.
She had no choice but to retreat. Being pressed by the sword was a trivial matter. What was terrible was the impact of the sword's intention on her mind. In her eyes, Wei Zong's half-unsheathed sword simply contained infinite light and heat. In a daze,
She felt like she was about to be torn apart. She knew it was impossible, but it was hard to escape.
She felt that the other party's true realm should not be lower than the spiritual sea realm, but for some reason, it gave her a very dangerous feeling. Besides, Ran Tianzheng was already dead, so there was no need for her to fight head-on with the other party.
So she decisively closed her arms and retreated.
After returning, the woman in green was finally freed from the suppression of the sword. Her face was pale, but she still cheered up and whispered a few words into Di Yun's ear.
Then, something happened that no one expected. Di Yun glanced at Wei Zong bitterly, turned around and went upstairs with his men.
Seeing this, Wei Zong withdrew his raging sword intent. He could roughly guess what the woman said. It was just that these two people were not easy to mess with, and we would wait until we were all together before taking action.
"Brother Prince, you have to make the decision for me."
Seeing that his spiritual sea worshiper was killed like this, Han Xin was really panicked. If those two people dared to kill Ran Tianzheng, they would certainly dare to kill her. He hurriedly ran towards Di Yun, hoping that the other party would take notice of their Han family's
For the sake of saving her life.
But she was disappointed. At this time, Di Yun was extremely disgusted with her. If it weren't for her, he wouldn't have caused so many troubles, let alone let him, the prince, lose face in front of so many people.
As for this woman, he took one look at Han Xin, who was crying and screaming, and let her fend for herself. All the ministers of the Han family were dead, so it wouldn't be a big deal if one more second lady died. She was the one who caused the incident anyway.
He cast a veiled look at the woman in green clothes behind him, and the woman in green clothes nodded her head slightly, understanding what he meant.
She didn't see any movement, but just when Han Xin was about to rush near them, as if she hit a wall, her forward momentum was stopped, and she was violently shaken and fell to the ground.
Collapsed on the ground, Han Xin saw Di Yun and his party walking further and further away. At this time, no matter how stupid she was, she understood that Di Yun did not want to protect her. He did not want to fight with those two people for the sake of her family.
Being an enemy and losing the aura of her family, she is nothing.
The talent and beauty that she was proud of were worthless in Di Yun's eyes. It turned out that she, who had no family aura, was no different from the casual cultivators she looked down upon, or even worse. At least they still had the courage to fight for their lives, and
Not myself.
After figuring this out, she became even more desperate.
She felt that the person behind her was getting closer and closer to her, and the crisp sound of footsteps struck her heart like the death talisman of the King of Hell. The fear of death instantly destroyed the last line of defense in her heart.
She collapsed.
At this time, Wei Zong had already arrived behind her, half-crouched down, and a soft voice sounded in her ears: "Are you ready to hit the road?"
"No, I don't want to die." For a moment, Han Xin burst into tears, looked at Wei Zong and said, "I know I was wrong, please let me go, I can do anything you ask me to do."
"If you make a mistake, you will be punished, and you will have to bear the responsibility for the mistakes you make."
Wei Zong still had that indifferent expression, unmoved at all.
He slowly moved his hand to the girl's slender, white swan-like neck.
Once upon a time, the girl would raise her neck and talk about her family with pride.
Now he is just like a wretch, begging Wei Zong to spare his life. I have to say, it is really ironic.
Feeling Wei Zong's big hand without any warmth touching her neck, Han Xin felt as if her blood was freezing.
"no, do not want!"
She screamed in panic, but it was of no use.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound was heard, and the girl's neck bones were completely broken. She lost the support of her neck and her head tilted to one side.
Plop!
Wei Zong let go, and Han Xin's body fell to the ground. When she was dying, her eyes were wide open and full of disbelief. She couldn't believe that she had died like this.
Wei Zong was a little disdainful. These children of the family were like this. They usually didn't take other people's lives as their own, but when death came to them, they couldn't bear it. In the face of death, who is nobler than others?
However, after so many people died, the aftermath still had to be dealt with. He took out a gold ingot from the Sumeru ring, threw it to the shopkeeper, and said: "This money will be used as money for repairing your inn. By the way, I will give these money to you."
Dispose of the body."
Then, another ingot of gold was thrown to the shopkeeper.
Wei Zong faced all the casual cultivators, clasped his fists and said, "I apologize to you for interrupting your drinking pleasure. Today's drink will be on Wei."
This kind of behavior made the casual cultivators present have a great impression of Wei Zong. Normally, the disciples of the aristocratic clan would not look at them seriously because of their family background. Now that this young man was so powerful, he could take care of their feelings, which moved them deeply.
For a time, compliments abounded.
"The young hero is righteous."
"Young hero is truly a gentleman."
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Ignoring these compliments, Wei Zong greeted Qin Shang and went to their room. It was originally a small matter, but who knew it had taken so long.