"Hand over the sword in your hand, and I can leave your body intact!" Chen Xuefeng did not ask any more questions, but said threateningly.
"If you get out of Mujia Village now, maybe you can keep your body intact." Mu Hanyan smiled coldly and said proudly.
Seeing Mu Hanyan's calm demeanor, as if she were standing tall and unmoved, the surrounding villagers all showed admiration and inexplicably calmed down. Even Sikong Qinglan was momentarily distracted, a strange excitement and respect appearing on his face.
Ye Yian, however, gave a wry smile. No one knew Mu Hanyan's strength better than him. Without the Hunyuan Stone, how could she possibly be a match for Chen Xuefeng with her fifth-level swordsmanship alone? She was feigning calmness, simply to paralyze her opponent, accumulate strength, and wait for the perfect opportunity to strike.
"What a boast! I want to see how you manage to leave me with my body intact." Chen Xuefeng laughed in anger. Having been a bandit for so many years, he had become quite powerful within the tens of thousands of miles of this area. In the past, even hearing his name alone would scare the common people into trembling with fear, let alone seeing him. Who would dare to speak so arrogantly in his presence?
"Little girl, since you don't know what's good for you, don't blame me for being rude. Wait until I cut you into pieces with my sword, and then see if you are still so arrogant!" Chen Xuefeng said with a grin, holding up his long sword.
Because his taste was too special, he naturally had no sympathy for Mu Hanyan.
The long sword was chilling. Although it had no energy and no bonus from the priest's magic, the sword was filled with blood and murderous intent. Pure power was injected into it, causing it to emit a buzzing sound.
Everyone's emotions were in their throats. He started to injure Ye Yian and Sikong Qinglan. He obviously did not use his full strength, but this time, he obviously would not hold back. Then how terrifying would the power of this knife be.
"Why are you making so much noise? Do you want to sleep?" At this moment, a crazy voice came from Mu Hanyan.
Immediately afterwards, a phantom of light flew out from Mu Hanyan's body and flew towards Chen Xuefeng like an arrow.
"Kill!" Chen Xuefeng's knife slashed out wildly at this moment.
The long sword was cold with a hint of bloody red, and it made a sharp whistling sound. Even the surrounding air was distorted under the blade.
But the little auspicious beast was completely unaware and continued to rush forward with full of anger.
"Liu Guang!" Mu Hanyan exclaimed.
Behind him, Ye Yian and a group of Mu clan members were sweating for the little pig, as if they had already seen a delicious roast suckling pig about to be born.
"Pa!" With a crisp sound, the little auspicious beast slapped the sharp long sword.
But the imagined roast suckling pig did not appear. The earth-shattering knife was actually slapped aside by it. Then, the slap continued to move forward and slapped Chen Xuefeng's face hard.
"Huh..." Chen Xuefeng groaned and flew out with his sword.
Everyone was stunned, staring at the fat little pig in the air, almost unable to believe their eyes.
No one knew how much power was contained in Chen Xuefeng's sword strike, but judging from how he had easily defeated Ye Yian and Sikong Qinglan before, even the chief priest of the gods would not dare to underestimate this sword strike with all his strength. However, such a powerful sword strike failed to hurt the little piglet at all, and instead he himself was slapped away. How... how is this possible!
"I'll teach you how to talk too much nonsense and chatter. You dare to disturb my sleep? I'll beat you to death. I'll beat you to death." Before everyone could figure out what was going on, the little piglet pounced on him in anger again, punching and kicking Chen Xuefeng, who had just sat up and was still in shock.
No one knew how much power was contained in those little claws. Every time the claws slapped over, Chen Xuefeng let out a muffled groan. At first, he tried to block it symbolically, but later he couldn't even block it. He could only hold his head with both hands and let the piglet's fists and feet fall on his body like raindrops. The muffled groans in his mouth gradually turned into powerless cries.
"You dare to disturb my sleep, you're asking for death. I'm going to beat you to death, beat you to death, hehe..." The dull sound of fists hitting the body came one after another, and the eyelids of the people around them twitched.
Chen Xuefeng, the leader of the Blood Wind Bandits, who even the Fengcheng Temple and several other temples could not defeat, was beaten by a piglet to the point where he had no power to fight back. Who could believe it if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes?
"Hmph, let's see if you dare to complain again next time." The little pig finally vented his anger, climbed up from Chen Xuefeng, patted his little paws, and walked back with his fat little belly sticking out and his legs spread apart, looking arrogant.
At this time, Chen Xuefeng's nose and face were swollen and his head was covered with bruises, and two streams of blood were flowing down his nose. He looked so miserable and pitiful.
"Boss, are you okay?" a bandit asked cautiously, but he didn't dare to step forward to help, for fear that he would accidentally provoke the scary little pig and suffer the same disaster.
"I... I will fight you!" Chen Xuefeng had been galloping across the wilderness for so many years, but he had never suffered such a blow, not to mention in front of so many of his men. He was filled with shame and anger, and stood up, picked up the long knife, and rushed directly towards the piglet.
This knife contained too much unwillingness and too much humiliation, and its power seemed to be much stronger than the previous one.
"Be careful!" Mu Hanyan shouted subconsciously.
The little auspicious beast didn't even look at Chen Xuefeng. Its body suddenly shook and disappeared. Then, a stone slab larger than a millstone flew out from the crowd and hit Chen Xuefeng like a meteor.
Chen Xuefeng roared and slashed at the stone slab with a knife.
The moment the blade touched the stone slab, Chen Xuefeng's body shook and flew out as if he was thrown from a catapult. The long sword in his hand, which was obviously of good quality and well-made, shattered into pieces and fell like silver rain.
"Bang!" Chen Xuefeng crashed heavily into the stone tablet next to the ancestral hall, and blood spurted out of his head.
What a terrifying power! Looking at the piglet's adorable, plump, yet unusually small body, all the bandits were terrified.
The Mu family members were also filled with shock. Who could have imagined that this little guy, whose greatest value could only be demonstrated on the barbecue grill, could have such terrifying power.
Mu Hanyan was equally shocked. When had this little fellow become so powerful? He had to sacrifice his own Qilin blood and spirit to save them, so he couldn't even unleash the might of a divine beast. She could also sense that he hadn't used any of his natural abilities, just pure strength.
What is going on?
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