A ray of light pierced Yang Xiao.
Yang Xiao felt a chill in his heart and secretly praised,
"What a strong murderous aura!"
He stretched his hands forward, and a blue defensive light curtain spread out in front of him.
"Buzz!"
The sharp light hit Yang Xiao's defensive light curtain, making a harsh buzzing sound.
A middle-aged man turned over and fell in mid-air, with a ten-meter-long giant sword suspended in front of him.
Yang Xiao took a look and estimated that this person was the so-called Feijian Lao San.
The middle-aged man was shocked and looked at Yang Xiao in great surprise.
He did not expect that his long sword could not penetrate Yang Xiao's defensive light curtain. He was a super strong man who had half stepped into the imperial realm.
The two looked at each other, and Feijian Lao San said coldly,
"Who is coming?"
"Wuheng tribe, Yang Xiao."
Of course, Yang Xiao would not say that he was from the Witch Star, but that he was from the Wuheng Clan on the dwarf star. The Wuheng Clan was one of the ten major races on the dwarf star and was known to everyone on the dwarf star.
Feijian Lao San looked at Yang Xiao and laughed ferociously,
"No matter which clan you come from, since you have come to the Castle of the Dead, you must abide by the rules here. It will not work without paying the protection fee. According to the rules here, you must now pay at least 100,000 wafer protection fees.
How about this, I'll give you a discount and you pay 50,000 wafers, even if you pass the Avenue of Death? "
The street that enters the Castle of the Dead is called Fortune Street by some and the Street of the Dead by others.
Because of the issue of paying protection fees, battles of various sizes occur every day, and people die here every day.
Feijian Lao San suddenly reduced Yang Xiao's protection fee by half, and everyone around him was shocked.
"Third Master, how could it be lowered to one hundred thousand?"
"Third Master, don't let him go. It's hard to get such a fat pig."
"The third master is mighty, kill him."
...
Feijian Lao San glanced at everyone and shouted coldly,
"Why do I still need to listen to your arrangements when I act? If you have the guts, come and find someone to collect protection money!"
There was silence.
Feijian Laosan is recognized by everyone as the one with the highest combat power among the many people who collect protection fees in the Fortune Street of the Castle of the Dead.
Many times, when everyone can't figure out a newcomer, they will ask Feijian Lao San to come forward.
Feijian Laosan has never disappointed anyone. He can successfully defeat the opponent almost every time. Either he obediently pays the protection fee or dies.
The Castle of the Dead has its own city lord and specialized bodyguard organization. In addition to charging a 100-wafer entry fee at the entrance to the city, it will not participate in the Fortune Street to collect protection fees.
People like Feijian Laosan are ordinary citizens of the Castle of the Dead and do not belong to the ruling class of the city lord.
Collecting protection fees on Facai Street is their livelihood. They occasionally go out of the city to hunt monsters or rob other people in the wild.
The reason why Feijian Lao San took the initiative to offer Yang Xiao to reduce the protection fee in half was not because he was kind, but because he had realized through the previous contact that Yang Xiao was very powerful. If the two of them really wanted to fight, he was not sure. Can defeat Yang Xiao.
Instead of risking a duel with Yang Xiao, it would be better to charge less protection fee so that everyone can step down.
Feijian Lao San has always believed that ability is only part of the factor in order to survive in the Castle of the Dead for a long time, while luck and flexibility are the other two important factors.
However, Yang Xiao didn't seem to intend to compromise and said coldly,
"I can't afford the protection fee of 50,000 yuan."
"..."
What's the meaning? Are you trying to fool around and want to pass this avenue of death without paying a penny?
Feijian Laosan’s expression immediately changed.
“No one has ever been able to walk safely to the Civic Hall without paying protection fees.”
"Really? I want to try."
Yang Xiao looked at Feijian Lao San proudly, smiled faintly, and took a step forward.
Feijian Lao San gritted his teeth and said harshly,
"I don't know how to praise!"
Before he finished speaking, the ten-meter-long sword suspended in front of him suddenly glowed with light and buzzed, and it stabbed Yang Xiao directly.
Yang Xiao could feel that the murderous aura inspired by the giant sword was more powerful than before, and it also carried a biting chill.
The long sword pierced the void, the surrounding space suddenly dropped, and the street was instantly covered with a layer of ice.
The onlookers backed away.
Someone shouted,
"Third Master's ice sword is unmatched by anyone."
"Don't talk nonsense, the third master is no match for the city lord."
"Can you not argue? Can the third master compare with the city lord?"
...
Yang Xiao did not dare to be careless, and instantly condensed a defensive light curtain to block the front of his body.
"Buzz!"
The blue defensive light curtain trembled slightly due to the murderous aura of the giant sword, but was not damaged at all.
Yang Xiao walked forward casually, and all the ice blocks about ten meters around his body melted instantly.
Feijian Lao San's expression changed, and he was shocked inside.
"This man is so powerful. No wonder he refuses to pay the protection fee."
However, Feijian Laosan's reputation is not in vain. He will not admit defeat easily in front of everyone.
Feijian Lao San roared, his consciousness surged, and the giant sword inspired his murderous intent to more than double in an instant.
In front of and behind Yang Xiao, the entire area of about 50 meters on the street was covered with ice and snow.
A chill invaded Yang Xiao's body.
However, the impact on Yang Xiao was not great.
Yang Xiao still walked forward firmly.
Big beads of sweat slipped from Feijian Laosan's forehead.
It had been five years since he came to the Castle of the Dead. This was the first time he felt such a powerful opponent. He was shocked and prepared to retreat.
At this moment, the defensive light curtain in front of Yang Xiao disappeared with a "buzz".
The murderous intent of the giant sword stabbed Yang Xiao.
Yang Xiao slid his body to avoid the murderous intent of the giant sword. Like lightning, he rushed directly in front of Feijian Lao San and punched him.
Simple and crude!
Feijian Lao San wanted to dodge, but his speed seemed to be unable to keep up with Yang Xiao's. He felt a tightness in his chest and flew backwards.
At the same time, Yang Xiao reached out and grabbed the ten-meter giant sword suspended in mid-air. With a flick of his hand, he slashed at Feijian Lao San's explosive body.
The giant sword split the void, and murderous intent surged.
At this moment, Feijian Laosan felt a sharp pain in his body, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body flew backwards almost out of his control.
At this moment, Feijian Lao San felt the chill of death.
He gritted his teeth, concentrated all his strength, teleported, and fled backwards.
"laugh!"
The violent murderous aura inspired by the giant sword struck him instantly like lightning.
"ah!"
Feijian Lao San screamed and his whole body was split in half.
A rain of blood fell from the sky, and the two halves of Feijian Laosan's body fell down into the crowd of onlookers.
Everyone was frightened and stepped back.
Yang Xiao did not chase after him, raised his head and chest, and continued to walk forward, as if nothing had happened just now.
More than a hundred people on Facai Street looked at Yang Xiao in horror, at a loss.
Feijian Lao San represents the highest combat effectiveness of this group of insurance-collecting scum.
In just one round, Feijian Lao San was hacked by Yang Xiao, and he still used Feijian Lao San's giant sword, which had to be shocking.
The giant sword Yang Xiao was holding was too long and was in the way, so he dragged the ten-meter-long sword forward backwards.
Everyone looked at Yang Xiao in confusion.
Suddenly, a bearded man burst out from the crowd. A three-meter-long spear in his hand transformed into a giant python and rushed towards Yang Xiao.
"Brothers, come together and kill him. The city lord will reward you with a reward of 100,000 wafers."
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