Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

"Since you won't lend it, then I'll just chop it off and take it with me!"

Yan Nanfei said expressionlessly.

Dressed in black, he carried a black longsword on his back and moved like the wind, his silence a stark contrast to the lively Yan Que'er.

Yan Que'er nodded obediently, seemingly oblivious to the impropriety of asking Xiao Yi for a head; instead, she looked reproachfully at Xiao Yi, "Big brother Xiao Yi, look how you've angered my brother. It's just borrowing a head, yet you think of taking his life in exchange—you're really too stingy!"

"Fuck off with that nonsense, who would give you their head if you asked? You..."

Xu Long said impatiently.

Watching Yan Que'er act innocently harmless while nonchalantly asking for someone else's head, he felt a surge of disgust.

"Are you cursing at me?"

Yan Que'er asked timidly with her big watery eyes fixed on Xu Long.

Xu Long snorted coldly, "Damn right I'm cursing you, and don't put on that pitiful act. Despite your young age, you're asking for people's heads; born with such a venomous heart, you truly fit the saying: 'Greener than bamboo leaves is a viper's mouth; sharper than a wasp's sting is its tail; both are less venomous than a woman's heart!'"

"You—you dare curse me… I want your life…"

Yan Que'er suddenly changed.

Black Evil Qi emerged on her face, which was like that of a porcelain doll.

Whoosh!

With a flick of her finger.

Dozens of poison needles shot explosively at Xu Long.

"Not good!"

"My life is over…"

Just as Xu Long despaired, a wave of chilling Sword Qi flashed before him with a boom, slicing all the poison needles to the ground.

"Headmaster…"

Xu Long's back was drenched in cold sweat; he had been thoroughly frightened.

Xiao Yi waved his hand and said lightly, "You step back first!"

Liu Yi immediately pushed Xu Long back, and Xiao Yi, with narrowed eyes, sized up Yan Que'er and said lightly, "So young, yet you strike so viciously. It seems that you and your brother haven't killed sparingly!"

"Hmph, what's it to you?"

Yan Que'er snorted coldly, then turned to Yan Nanfei, demanding crisply, "Brother, he's lecturing me! Help me kill him!"

"Hm! Leave it to me!"

Yan Nanfei nodded, reached out into the air, and with a clang, the longsword left the sheath on his back and landed in his palm.

He grasped the hilt with one hand, and the sword tip touched the ground; as he moved, the tip cut through the earth, emitting a series of harsh screeching sounds and sparks flying everywhere.

Yan Que'er stuck her tongue out at Xiao Yi, "With my brother stepping in, you're definitely dead!"

No sooner had she finished speaking.

She flipped her long hair and turned to leave, but from within the fluttering hair, hundreds of poison needles suddenly shot out. Xiao Yi, however, was prepared; a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and as his hand reached out, he punched forward: "Unbeatable in battle!"

Boom!

The punch formed a wall, deflecting all the fine needles.

Clang clang clang, sparks scattered.

At the same time…

Xiao Yi reached out and grabbed Yan Que'er's long hair, yanked her backward with a thud; she slammed into the ground, tears streaming down her face from the pain, but Xiao Yi showed no mercy and slammed his fist toward her face.

Such a heart, cold as a viper's.

If he hadn't intervened in time, Xu Long would be dead.

If he hadn't been on guard, those poison needles would be in his body.

Between life and death.

A flash of silver Sword Qi whooshed by, striking Xiao Yi's fist.

The fist veered off course, thudding down next to Yan Que'er's ear. Although Yan Nanfei had managed to drag Yan Que'er away in time, the punch still disfigured half of her face, turning it into a bloody, mangled mess.

In agony, Yan Que'er screamed hysterically, her gaze towards Xiao Yi filled with venomous hatred. With eyes as cold as ice, ready to devour their prey, she wished she could swallow Xiao Yi whole. She roared hysterically, "Brother, kill him for me! I want his body ground into ten thousand pieces, chopped up and fed to dogs... Ah... My face, my face..."

Yan Nanfei's face twisted with malice as his longsword flickered dangerously.

In his eyes, a cold and chilling light danced like lightning.

Clenching his teeth fiercely, Yan Nanfei growled like a wild beast, "Dare to harm my sister, I will have you dead!"

Whoosh!

Yan Nanfei moved swiftly along the ground, kicking up dust as he went.

His sword tip pointed forward.

Whoosh!

Crossing swords created a radiant burst of light.

Xiao Yi extended the Falling Dust Sword before him, and with a clang, a violent storm of Sword Qi erupted from the ground.

With thunderous booms, the noise spread throughout Beifeng City.

Whoosh!

Yan Nanfei was forced back dozens of meters by that sword strike.

Xiao Yi remained motionless, but his complexion was extremely grim. The commotion here was bound to attract Wang Yanzhao's attention. If they pursued at this moment, he would be caught between two fires. Realizing this, Xiao Yi looked toward Liu Yi and the others, and said in a low voice, "Liu Yi, take the brothers and leave here immediately, run towards the Great Qian Dynasty. Quick, before it's too late!"

"What?"

"Headmaster, how can we leave at this time?"

"If we die, we die together; if we go, we go together..." the crowd said one after another.

Xiao Yi shouted angrily, "Die? Not even the King of Heaven can take my life... I have my ways to handle this. You'll only slow me down here. Get out now... I brought you out here, and I will see to it that you all return in one piece!"

The expressions on Liu Yi and the others' faces changed rapidly.

Even if Xiao Yi had called them a burden, they didn't have any complaints.

What they felt was only anger and unwillingness.

Angry that their own strength wasn't strong enough.

Unwilling to leave Xiao Yi behind alone.

Just then…

There came a thunderous noise from within the city. It was none other than Wang Yanzhao who had noticed the commotion outside, finding that Xiao Yi was not in the treasury, and was now leading the thirty thousand Flying Wolf Army in a mad dash towards them.

If they were surrounded by the thirty thousand Flying Wolf Army, Liu Yi and the others would surely have no chance of survival.

With reddened eyes, Xiao Yi glared at them, bellowing, "I'll hold them back. Run!"

Exchanging glances, Liu Yi and the others knew that staying would only impede Xiao Yi. With clenched teeth and tears held back, they roared, "Brothers, let's go!"

"Follow me!"

Holding his sword, Xiao Yi charged towards Yan Nanfei.

But Yan Nanfei had gotten a taste of Xiao Yi's power in their recent clash. Blood gushed from his hand, and his internal organs were also damaged. With a sullen face, he looked to Fa Yuan and Tu Xing Zun, and roared, "What are you waiting for? Stop them! Once the Flying Wolf Army arrives, slaying them will be our merit too!"

Whoosh, whoosh!

Fa Yuan and Tu Xing Zun stepped forward at the same time, blocking the path of Xiao Yi and his comrades.

The Flying Wolf Army was closing in from behind.

Xiao Yi's eyes were bloodshot as he shouted, "Whoever blocks my way shall die!"