Her words, word by word, fell clearly on everyone's ears, including Baying's.
He wanted to speak, he wanted to beg for mercy, he wanted to live, but unfortunately there was no chance or any way.
When the words were gone, Yao Yue also withdrew her hand. But Na Baying's clothes were crystallized, his whole body was frozen, his energy and blood were solidified, and he became a lifelike ice sculpture, no longer alive.
The ice sculpture just stood there, motionless...
It was clear that he was a living person one moment, but in the next moment he turned into a dead thing, a lifelike dead thing!
Everyone who saw it was horrified. When they looked at Yao Yue again, their eyes were filled with horror, horror, and even more horror!
Qin Xiaoyi is not young anymore, and the reputation of "iron and courageous" has followed him for more than 20 years. On weekdays, he is very proud when he sees everyone, and he has a proud look no matter who he faces.
But now, as he looked at Yaoyue and that beautiful face, his whole body began to tremble.
From the moment he stepped into the inn, he had only said one sentence, and seemed to disdain to say another word. But now when he wanted to say the second sentence, his upper and lower lips were trembling and trembling.
"you you……"
Yao Yue glanced at her and said calmly: "When I speak, others should keep their mouths shut."
There is no ingenious, flexible or elusive change in the backhand palm strike, but the palm power is powerful and powerful, and the palm movement is as fast as a ghost, making people unable to move and looking at it as helpless.
The person was beaten off the ground, flew backwards, flew out the door, and fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, unable to move again!
Qin Xiaoyi really shut her mouth, shut her mouth forever!
Seeing all this, Mr. Mei Er felt so happy in his heart. He was lucky that he had not said a word just now and escaped a fatal disaster.
The red boy on the side had a round face as pale as snow and as pale as the moon, and his round eyes were wider than anyone else's. Tears rolled down his face. Although he was frightened and cried, he did not dare to make a sound, let alone Dare to cry.
When had they ever seen such a woman? How had they ever seen such a terrifying woman.
Ran Ran appeared next to Yao Yue at some point. He looked at Hong Boy with a smile on his lips.
"What a smart kid."
Red Boy looked at him and opened his mouth... He wanted to live, he wanted to scare them, he wanted to tell them that he was not easy to mess with, tell them: who is his father, and who is his mother? !
But he was so afraid to say a single word.
Ranyi said calmly: "Smart children should also die."
Hong Hai'er's face changed drastically. His expression, which was originally crying and frightened, suddenly turned vicious and ferocious. A ten-year-old child showed such an expression, even Yao Yue was a little surprised.
Li Xunhuan suddenly said: "Brother Ren, can you spare him? He, he is just a child!"
Ranran looked at Li Xunhuan and said with a smile, "Do you think he is just a child?"
Li Xunhuan said in a deep voice: "He is just a child."
"But he is not an ordinary child." Xuanyuan said, then smiled at the child and said: "Do you want to live?"
Red Boy nodded pitifully.
He looked at the two followers and said, "Kill them."
The expressions of Li Xunhuan and others changed, but when they saw the child flipping over in the air and two shining daggers appearing in his hands, their expressions changed even more.
This kid is quick in his moves, quick in changing his moves, and his attacks are so decisive and vicious that even those who have been around for many years would put him to shame.
They were obviously 'one of our own' who came together, but when the child faced them, it was as if he had a deep hatred for each other and wanted to kill them all with one sword.
Seeing this, the two followers shouted angrily in unison, not caring about the person who was carrying him. They moved forward, one behind, one to the left, one to the right, and they struck at the same time. One person punched the child's chest, and the other struck the child's spirit with his palm.
The level of ruthlessness is not much worse than that child.
The sword light flew up, radiating cold light, and two arms were cut off. The followers were followers after all, but the child was not an ordinary child. His swordsmanship was very good, and anyone could tell that he had been taught by a famous master.
The swords chopped off both arms and then pierced their throats.
A three-inch and seven-cent flying knife was pinched in Li Xunhuan's hand. His finger bones turned white from the pinching, but the flying knife still didn't come out.
He wanted to save the child and the two servants, but the moves of the three of them shocked him and he was stunned!
The two servants were dead, and when everyone thought it was time to end, the swords still didn't stop.
Lying on the ground was Qin Xiaoyi's son, Qin Zhong, the only lay disciple in the Shaolin Hall. This was a man who was about to die, but now he seemed to be really dying.
He only asked Red Boy to kill them at will, but he never asked the children to spare even the dying people.
Li Xunhuan and others heard that Ranran only asked him to kill two followers, but the child didn't seem to think so.
The sword edge fell towards Qin Zhong's throat and heart, just like before, without any hesitation, still as decisive and ruthless.
Sixty seconds passed with the snap of a finger. Qin Zhong died in just one moment, but a ray of sword light suddenly appeared in this moment.
The sword light came so without warning, and it came so urgently, so coincidentally, so accurately, like lightning striking a rainbow, disappearing in an instant.
There was a "ding" sound, the blades of the two swords were cut off, and a three-inch flying knife was embedded in the east wall.
The child didn't seem to know what happened. He just froze there and looked at Li Xunhuan with a smile on his face. Even Yao Yue looked over with a slightly moved expression.
Ran Ran said happily: "There is no need to kill the dying person, it's better to just live like this."
Honghai'er said in surprise: "Then...can I go?"
He shook his head and said with a smile: "Kill this man again and you can live."
Although Hong Hai'er's sword was broken, his moves were still vicious. He rushed towards Li Xunhuan again, the sword light flickering, and his body getting faster and faster.
The sword moves changed continuously, and sword flowers danced between the virtual and the real.
Mei Er immediately stepped away, and the bearded man shouted angrily, intending to hit the vicious child to death with one punch, but another palm beat him faster.
The wooden table was cut open by the sword light, and a hand reached into the sword light. The sword was changing, and the hand was changing faster than the sword. No matter how the sword's momentum changes, Li Xunhuan's hand is always ahead of the completed sword move.
The sword move fell, and the sword edge sliced towards the wrist. There was only one minute away, but that one minute distance was so far away.
"Peng!"
Hong Hai'er didn't feel pain. He only felt a warm current coming from the other person's palm, spreading from his abdomen to his whole body, and then he fell to the ground.
The man fell down and dropped his double blades. His whole body was so limp that he could no longer exert any strength.
The big man with the beard had a frosty face and hissed: "Master, why don't you just kill him? This kid is so vicious. If he grows up..."
Li Xunhuan looked at the child on the ground and sighed, "I just can't bear it."
Yaoyue looked at Xuanyuan coldly and said, "Have you had enough trouble?"
