After six days of non-stop travel, day and night, Yi Shuihan and Xue Ying finally arrived at the foot of Wanren Mountain.
There are old trees growing everywhere, blocking out the sky and the sun, there are cliffs above, and rapids rushing below. The dark mountains are like knives rising straight into the sky. It is a gloomy place, with heavy rocks and mountains, clouds and mist, and no daylight.
"Burn him to death, burn to death this murderous demon, and eliminate harm from the martial arts world..."
The abuse continued, and the so-called righteous people raised their weapons and looked filled with righteous indignation.
A dying man was tied to the wooden stake. His long silver hair was disheveled and eclipsed. His snow-colored plain robe was stained with blood. His wrists were tied to the wooden stake with iron chains, leaving blood marks. The only thing left was a trace of blood.
The only thing left with life is those eyes full of violence.[
"This monster killed my brother. Today, I will avenge my brother and burn him to death!"
"Burn him to death! Burn him to death! Get rid of harm to the people! Light a fire and burn him to death..."
"Who dares?" A piercing voice floated out.
I couldn't tell whose voice it was, but I could only see an afterimage passing by at a very fast speed.
Everyone was shocked. It is not an exaggeration to say that such a light skill is unique in the martial arts world. He disappeared without a trace.
While everyone was stunned, Yi Shuihan had already arrived in front of the silver-haired man.
He suddenly raised his head, his sinister eyes full of murderous intent, until his eyes touched the person in front of him. He was stunned, and the viciousness in his eyes immediately dissipated, leaving only shock and panic.
"Qinglian." Yi Shuihan called softly, and with a click, an iron chain broke. Fortunately, she arrived in time, otherwise, she could not imagine the consequences.
"Go away, I don't know you, don't come here..." He turned away in panic, he didn't want her to see him like this.
"But, I know you." As he spoke, Yi Shuihan had already cut off the iron chain and picked up him who was about to escape.
"Let me go! I don't know you, go away! I don't want to see you!" He struggled hard and shouted angrily, his eyes red.
"Don't move, don't talk." Yi Shuihan comforted him softly. Seeing that his lips were chapped, he lowered his head and pressed a kiss on his lips.
Panicked, he froze.
The snow shadow not far away was also stunned.
The indignant people were also stunned.
The world is quiet.
Yi Shuihan picked him up and left. He was much lighter than before.
Xueying was the first to react and silently followed Yi Shuihan. The pavilion master became angry, and a disaster was imminent for these martial arts people.
"Leave this monster behind!"[
"Humph, don't even think about taking it away!"
A large number of martial arts people shouted loudly and blocked the road with their weapons raised high. If they hadn't seen this woman's extraordinary aura, they would have killed her long ago.
"If you don't want to die, get out." Yi Shuihan raised his eyes, his cold eyes only contained coldness and murderous intent, and his bright red lips uttered a sentence coldly.
A burst of evil spirit spurted out instantly.
The martial artist was shocked and almost lost his balance. The cold evil spirit eroded his whole body and his blood seemed to be solidified.
"Keep the monster here, we can let you go, otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!" Some people who are not afraid of death came forward. There are so many of them, but they are afraid of these three people, one injured and two women.
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"Very good, those who hurt me will have the consciousness to be destroyed." The enchanting lips raised, and the evil voice spread.
The arrogant tone, arrogance, and overriding strength shocked everyone's souls.
There was deathly silence, and they felt as if half of their feet had stepped into the Hall of Hell.