Listening to these few people's teasing, Nana's face suddenly turned a few shades whiter, while Nai revealed a cold smile. This bunch of guys, they're really asking for death.
Lin Ming felt the Baoqi dagger on the table, which was the mid-grade Baoqi dagger left by Huo Wu. Lin Ming used it as a temporary weapon to cover his tracks, because in a few days, he would be using guns to assassinate Gui Gu and didn't want to leave any clues due to the weapon.
Lin Ming used True Yuan Transmission to say to Nai, "Originally, I just wanted to hear their intelligence about the Chi Bone Marquis. Now it seems that's not possible. How do you plan to punish them?"
Nai Mu's eyes swept over the five soldiers with a murderous intent, and she said coldly: "If possible, I hope Mr. Mu kills them."
Lin Ming was shocked, this little girl is really ruthless, but if he wasn't here today, it's not impossible that these soldiers would have raped the young girl, after all, the Huo Chi tribe is a savage tribe, they've done things like cannibalism before, rape is nothing to them.
If they really want to rape a young girl, killing them is not excessive.
"If we fight, I'm afraid we won't be able to stay in this Fog Valley anymore." Lin Ming said.
"If you can't stay, then change to another place. The soldiers of the Huo Chi tribe are barbaric and cruel. Those who can be promoted to a leadership position in the army have no way to die!"
The Huo Chi tribe trains its army in a brutal manner, cultivating a group of savage warriors who maintain their ferocity and are invincible in battle. Nai despises the Huo Chi soldiers to her bones; last year when they annihilated the Nai tribe, they committed arson, murder, robbery, rape, and abduction, sparing no evil, and many commoners were reduced to slavery. Some believers were even eaten.
So today, facing these five Huo Chi soldiers, Nai Yi hated that she couldn't kill them all.
Lin Ming looked at Nai's hateful gaze and said, "I understand. It just so happens that I also want to force them to reveal the military movement of the Chi Bone Sect."
Seeing Lin Ming touch his sword, the five Huo Family soldiers revealed a playful smile. "Big brother, this little kid is really interesting, he actually dares to touch his sword in front of us? These spoiled brats are stupid to the point of being ignorant, can't they even see their opponent's cultivation?"
The burly man with the rifle said, "These spoiled brats are used to being lawless in their own tribe, what's strange about that? Judging from their masked attire, they might be from the Lan Jie tribe. A noble from a small tribe dares to act recklessly on our turf, let's have some fun with this kid, beat him until he's toothless, and then call those two little girls over to see if they're willing to sacrifice themselves for their young master. Heh heh."
"Great idea, big brother! With their masters in our hands, these two little girls will definitely satisfy us, haha."
Several soldiers stood up with a burst of laughter, without even drawing their weapons, and walked towards Lin Ming and the other two with empty hands.
The innkeeper's face turned pale as he watched the scene unfold. He wasn't worried about Lin Ming and his companions' safety, but rather that they might damage his tables and chairs. Now, he just hoped these three would know better than to resist, lest a fight break out and wreck his shop.
The few guests who were eating in the inn, seeing that something was amiss, got up and ran out one after another to avoid being affected. Even the shopkeeper's apprentice had run out. Only the boss remained, but he too had retreated to the second floor, fearing that he might be accidentally killed.
"Little brat, you're a noble young master who doesn't know how to behave, coming to our territory and causing trouble. You're really asking for it. If you know what's good for you, kneel down and kowtow a few times, then honestly hand over those two little girls to us for a night of fun, and we might spare your dog life."
The bear-skinned soldier said, and with one move he grabbed Lin Ming's arm. To him, taking down a young master who had just started practicing martial arts was an easy task, and disarming him would be child's play.
But just as he reached out, Lin Ming's momentum suddenly changed!
From just now, the whole body's breath was introverted, the true yuan fluctuated vaguely, and in an instant, it became a rolling tide of gas and blood, rushing straight to the sky. A dragon yang energy burst out from Lin Ming's body, and the bear skin soldier seemed to hear a dragon's roar and tiger's howl by his ear in an instant. Even though he had been through hundreds of battles, his will was as firm as iron, but suddenly hearing this dragon's roar made his body shake violently, and a wave of fear rose up from the depths of his soul!
"Kungtou, quick flash!" The soldier with the gun had a glint in his eyes, and he instantly felt something was off. He took a step back while holstering his gun, and just as he did, his footsteps suddenly stopped. He saw Lin Ming's hand clamped on the neck of the bear-headed soldier, and that normally fierce warrior seemed to have suddenly gone stupid, allowing the young man to grab him with one hand.
The rifle-wielding soldier's brow furrowed, and his footsteps slowed down. He finally realized that today they had kicked an iron plate. What was going on... Why did a master suddenly appear in Fog Valley? Moreover, just now they had clearly investigated the young man's cultivation, which was only at the beginning of martial arts practice, but now his cultivation had inexplicably soared to the peak of Bone Tempering!
Although the other party wore a bamboo hat, it was still possible to roughly estimate that his age did not exceed twenty years old. It's unusual for someone of this age to have such attainments! Moreover, the other party also mastered some kind of witchcraft secret method, otherwise he wouldn't be able to make Xiong Tou lose reaction instantly and be easily subdued. This enemy who knows witchcraft is the most troublesome.
The rifleman's face sank, saying: "Friend, let go of my brother, and today's matter will be settled like this. Although I don't know what kind of secret method you use to conceal your cultivation, now your cultivation is just as good as mine. There are five people on our side, but you only have one, and you also brought two little girls. If we fight, it won't be good if they get hurt."
Lin Ming remained unmoved, still pinching the bear-skin soldier's neck. The bear-skin soldier had come to his senses, but at this moment he felt as if he was a mouse bitten by a poisonous snake. Lin Ming's hand was pressed against his vital point, and true yuan had already invaded his body. With just a thought, he would be dead.
His forehead had already beaded with sweat, but his fingers moved in a slow, almost imperceptible motion to touch the knife behind him.
Seeing that the threat had no effect, the rifleman sneered: "Let go immediately! Don't think I'm afraid of you. Your magic is something I've seen before. Not only does it consume a lot of spiritual energy, but it can't be used on multiple people at the same time..."
The soldier hadn't finished speaking when he saw Lin Ming seem to smile for a moment, and then all he heard was a crisp crackling sound. The bear-headed man's neck twisted at an eerie angle, and his body went limp and fell to the ground.
"Damn it!" The rifleman's eyes turned red, "You're asking for death!"
"Kill him, let's go!" the rifleman roared in anger, and the other three soldiers, seeing their brother die, were also furious and rushed towards Lin Ming together!
"Go to hell!" Lin Ming's true essence surged, and the Golden Peng Breaking Void's footsteps suddenly burst out. Distance lost all meaning under his feet as he appeared like a ghost in front of a sword-wielding warrior, punching towards the soldier's face!
That soldier had gone through countless battlefields of life and death, his reaction speed was much faster than those who only knew how to cultivate their martial arts, this wasn't a reaction made by their brain, but an instinct of the body!
He swung his sword out and slashed towards Lin Ming's fist, a hint of madness flashing in his eyes, he wanted to cut off Lin Ming's hand with one sword!
At this moment, an incredible scene took place.
Lin Ming transformed his fist into a claw, grasping the incoming sword with one hand. With a fierce pull, the soldier was directly pulled over. Lin Ming lifted his knee and heavily crashed it into the opponent's abdomen!
Pong!
The force exploded out like a thread, shaking the true yuan and instantly shattering the soldier's five organs and six entrails. Even the leather armor on his body was shaken to pieces!
The soldier didn't even hum a sound, his seven orifices bleeding, and he died on the spot!
"Old three! Ahhh!" The soldier with the rifle had bloodshot eyes, his whole body radiating a fierce killing aura, almost to the point of madness. He swung his rifle horizontally, wanting to cut Lin Ming in half at the waist, but Lin Ming grabbed the rifle's barrel and stock junction with one hand, and in an instant, the rifle seemed to be cast in iron, unable to move even a fraction!
"Get out!"
Another swordsman took advantage of the opportunity to slash at Lin Ming's neck, but Lin Ming seemed to have eyes on his back as he turned around and grabbed the sword with one hand, holding it in his grasp like a straw. Then, Lin Ming pulled out the long spear from his hand and stabbed it into the chest of the swordsman!
One stab, one pull, and the sword-holding soldier's body shook violently.
"Pffft!"
A blood arrow shot out seven or eight feet away, spraying directly onto the face of the soldier holding the gun. He stared at the gun still clutched in his own hand, completely stunned, the gun that had pierced his brother's heart was still grasped in his own hand...
He never dreamed that one day such a thing would happen, an utterly irresistible force crushed all the pride, ferocity and conviction of invincibility in his heart.
Just then, the last soldier rushed towards Nai and Nashui, a sinister glint flashing at the corner of his mouth. He knew that only by taking these two women hostage would they have any chance of survival!
However, his ferocious expression had just emerged and was forever frozen on his face. The scene in front of him instantly disappeared, and he seemed to see a huge black whirlpool that stirred up an irresistible storm, and he was sucked into the whirlpool just like that.
He inexplicably returned to his youth. It was said that it was his youthful years, but the experience was completely different from what he remembered, and this feeling was very strange, as if he saw his past life.
One scene after another flashed before his eyes, and he saw countless versions of himself, either dressed in fine clothes and riding a horse, or wandering the streets in rags, or rising to great heights, or begging for a living.
Innumerable reincarnations, yet none of them were truly him. The intricate memories surged towards his spiritual sea like a tidal wave, and the intense pain made him want to die immediately.
"Ah!"
The sword-wielding soldier let out a mournful cry, his spiritual sea was shattered by the black whirlpool, his gaze was completely stunned, leaving only one thought echoing in the broken spiritual sea - Who am I?
Who is it?