3789: C3789 A Martial Artist

C3789 A Martial Artist

Yin Le Village is located at the border of Jin and is the first village east of Jin River in the west. It wasn't large, but the population was still quite prosperous. Although it was a remote area, it was often dangerous. However, the people in the village did not choose to leave.1

However, they didn't expect that after the Holy Empire's sects crossed the West Jin River, they would be the first to arrive. Under the sharp blades of the disciples of the powerful sects, a village with only a few hundred villages had no ability to resist.

The forces of the sect were led by the Dark Wolf Sect, and one of the Purple Moon Black Wolves was especially strong. The white tusks were shining under the moonlight, and Young Lord Wolf Nine was sitting on the back of the giant Wolf King. His bloodthirsty eyes swept across the frightened villagers.

"Sir, please spare me..." The village chief was an old man. His teeth were chattering.

"Spare my life?"

Wolf Nine was wearing a leather jacket, and his long hair was draped over his shoulders. There was a charming smile on his face. He said, "Every Purple Moon Black Wolf eats ten people a day. I have brought a total of 80 disciples of the Dark Wolf Sect to this expedition. A total of 80 Purple Moon Dark Wolves. If I spare you, there won't be enough meat to eat. "

All the villagers instantly turned pale.

A young woman with a wild temperament beside Wolf Nine also chuckled. "Brother is right. My wolves have been hungry for three days. If we don't have a full meal, it will be very difficult for us to persist to the next village."

She clapped her hands and ordered: "Men, bring those little things out!"

A heart-wrenching cry sounded out. Dozens of Dark Wolf disciples savagely dragged eight captured women over.

One of the disciples was holding four babies in his arms.

"Don't kill my children! Please, let my child go!" The woman desperately crawled towards that disciple and cried loudly.

"Hahahahaha." The Dark Wolf Sect disciple burst into wild laughter.

Zhan Wuqing frowned and escaped from the hands of Scar Sword. At this moment, he was extremely exhausted. He just wanted to complete the mission given to him by the Combat Heavenly Sect as soon as possible. He said, "The Martial King is a diligent man who loves the people. You don't have to kill these villagers. It should be useful to keep them as hostages."

Lang Jiu and the girl with a wild temperament immediately withdrew their smiles.

Lang Jiu coldly glanced at Zhan Wuqing. He said, "The Nether Wolf Sect is the strongest sect under the Holy Empire, so we don't need you to give us your opinion. My Purple Moon Wolf King is also hungry, so there's no need to worry about eating a few grass insects. "

Wolf Nine stared at the few crying babies, and his eyes flashed with bloodthirst. He said, "Moreover, the flesh of a newborn baby is the freshest and most delicious, so how can it be wasted?"

"Ha!" The woman with a wild temperament clamped her legs together and the Purple Moon Black Wolf sat down. With a howl, the Purple Moon Black Wolf suddenly charged towards the women who had fallen into despair. She held a cold and awe-inspiring machete in her hand and directly cut it.

"No!" At this time, among the villagers who were kneeling on the ground, Luoyue suddenly looked up and shouted. She did not know where she got the strength from, but she rushed out of the crowd and blocked in front of the women who were about to have their heads cut off by the scimitar.

With a boom, Luoyue's delicate body trembled and a faint aura burst out from her body.

"Oh?" The eyes of all the invaders lit up. This female villager was actually a martial artist?

Unfortunately, Luoyue's meridians had opened only because Ye Junlin had casually lit up her meridians. She could only release a bit of true qi.

She could not even be considered a Blood Soul Stage warrior now.

"Warrior?" The woman with the wild temperament frowned and suddenly slashed with her scimitar. The force swept out and sent Luoyue flying.

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