"I can beat you with one hand."
The middle-aged man didn't care if his hand was broken.
Even if his hand was broken, it wouldn't affect his performance.
He could defeat a woman more than enough.
Seeing that the middle-aged man continued to attack him, Yan Xiaomo suddenly said again: "Wait a minute."
The middle-aged man kept his pace with a very bad expression and said sternly: "Do you have anything else to explain?"
"I just want to ask, no matter life or death, you won't be held accountable when the time comes, right?"
Yan Xiaomo had to ask.
In addition to those under his command, there were also Genghis Khan and Dian Wei.
"This is natural.
Whether life or death, it is all voluntary for you and me."
The middle-aged man did not doubt that he was there, but he actually had murderous intentions for this verbose female doll.
With these words, he no longer had any worries.
Yan Xiaomo nodded and said helplessly: "My family is too rich.
I'm afraid that you will be half-dead so you can find excuses to extort my family's money."
Although Nangong's family has a big business and only money is left when they are poor, Yan Xiaomo knows that these money are not brought by strong winds.
The middle-aged man was a little embarrassed, so he raised his sword and struck in the direction of Yan Xiaomo.
Even in the carriage, Li Bai felt the murderous intent on the middle-aged man's sword.
Just as he was about to help, he heard a painful wail.
The middle-aged man who was about to approach Yan Xiaomo was thrown away by something, and the man's wailing sound could be heard in his ears.
"Awesome."
Dian Wei, who was watching, couldn't help but clapped his hands.
He didn't even see clearly how the girl made the move, but he already saw the figure of the old man flying out in embarrassment.
"Second Elder."
The disciples on horseback finally didn't dare to watch the show anymore.
They all got off their horses and hurriedly surrounded the Second Elder.
The second elder's mind went blank, he had no idea how he was beaten out, and there was no other sound in his ears except his own lingering breathing.
Yan Xiaomo carefully jumped out of the carriage, not acting like an outsider.
Seeing Yan Xiaomo approaching, the disciples couldn't help but take a few steps back, for fear that the next one would harm them.
In this way, the second elder who was originally surrounded by them was exposed.
They all crowded behind the second elder's body, and everyone showed a look of fear.
"Let me tell you, my master only passed down a few skills to me.
Look at your skills.
Not to mention fighting with my master, you are not even qualified to carry my shoes."
Yan Xiaomo looked like a boss.
He squatted on the ground, trying his best to let the second elder hear his voice.
At this moment, Yan Xiaomo looked like a big boss with only a cigarette in his mouth.
"I have shown mercy on your life.
If I really wanted to kill you, you would be dead by now."
Yan Xiaomo looked at the second elder with a deathly gray face with satisfaction.
He finally felt relieved.
If Yan Xiaomo would feel unhappy if he didn't show his color today.
"And you, your own leader will save you.
If you don't have the strength to save him, why don't you just change the leader?
Anyway, if the old one doesn't go, the new one won't come."
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Yan Xiaomo stood up and looked at the young disciples. , with a very kind attitude.
The young disciples took several steps back one by one, showing frightened expressions.
They looked at Yan Xiaomo as if they were looking at a monster. oshow7: