"You two brats dare to be so arrogant in front of me?!" Xiao Feng and Mo Ruyu were arguing over who would win when they suddenly heard this unruly roar.
The two paused in their arguing, then simultaneously looked up at the thing that had spoken.
Upon seeing that person for the first time, Xiao Feng's first impression was: "This person is really ugly."
After hearing Xiao Feng's mutterings, Mo Ruyu said with disdain, "How can you be so blunt? It can only be said that he is not good-looking."
The robbers were even angrier when they saw that he had already appeared, yet the two of them were still ignoring them.
He swaggered into the two people's room, sat down on a stool, and looked them up and down.
The two of them looked so frail and thin, like pretty boys.
He still didn't believe the two of them could escape alive!
Thinking of this, the bandit immediately raised his hand and beckoned to his henchmen behind him, ordering them to search Xiao Feng and his companion.
"You two are not bad looking either. If you behave yourselves, I might give you a new way out. At least it's better than taking your dog lives!" The bandit leader said arrogantly.
After hearing what he said, Xiao Feng and Mo Ruyu turned to look at each other.
Then he turned his face away in disgust.
It's no wonder that the two judged each other by appearance; after all, appearance reflects character.
This man was a thief and prostitute, robbing ordinary people. He was also a terrible-looking man, with a vicious and wicked appearance.
In addition, cultivators have always used spiritual energy to cleanse their bodies and bones.
Therefore, even if one's appearance is ordinary, one will still possess a refined and elegant air.
Among cultivators, there are few who are sharp-tongued and mean-spirited.
Even if one's facial features are not naturally beautiful, they can be gradually adjusted over time.
Unless one's heart is extremely evil and despicable, it will naturally be reflected in one's demeanor.
But they can still pretend to be experts and still do it well.
Xiao Feng and Mo Ruyu didn't take these bandits in front of them seriously at all.
Are cultivators really incapable of controlling ordinary people?
Therefore, the two of them focused solely on winning.
Xiao Feng didn't realize what was happening until the underling he had been commanding was almost right next to them.
With a slight twitch of the finger, a few seconds later, a heart-wrenching roar echoed throughout the entire inn.
The younger brother who came up clutched his wrist and frantically backed away in disbelief.
He didn't even dare to take his severed hand back.
It felt like something had slid across my wrist quickly, without pulling out even a tiny bit of extra skin or flesh.
The entire cross-section of the arm is like a delicate work of art.
You can even see the bones and blood vessels that have been cut off inside.
When the hand first fell off the arm, the younger brother didn't feel any pain.
But the next second, I suddenly heard something fall to the ground.
When his hand touched his severed wrist, he felt the intense pain devouring his bones and blood.
Not a single drop of the gushing blood landed on Xiao Feng or Mo Ruyu.
Xiao Feng despised the bandit's filthy blood and naturally wouldn't let him get his hands on it.
With a gentle wave of his hand, all the blood flowed directly onto the transparent barrier as if striking it.
Just two steps away from Xiao Feng and the others, it directly converged into a small stream.
Yet not a single speck of dirt touched them, not even on their clothes or the ground beneath their feet.
But the bandit leader couldn't believe that such a strange thing could happen.
He was more inclined to believe that these two were some kind of martial arts masters.
He possesses a swordsmanship as fast as the wind, which is why he can do it so well.
He glanced at them but couldn't see where their weapons were.
Unconvinced by the superstition, he didn't care about his underling's life or death, grabbed him, and threw him aside.
He brazenly prepared to take matters into his own hands.
Although the clothes these two were wearing were very understated, the seams of their garments seemed to shimmer with a subtle light.
It must be something extraordinary. Could it be that some noble young master is out wandering the world?
Thinking this, the bandit leader gradually drew closer.
His foot stepped on the blood his younger brother had just left behind without lingering, and even seemed slightly disgusted.
But it wasn't until he crashed hard into the transparent barrier set up by Xiao Feng that he realized that the two people in front of him really weren't ordinary people.
"Do you also want to lose these hands? But these hands are surely stained with the blood of innocent people. Even if you cut them off, it would be doing the people a favor!"
Mo Ruyu had just tried to make a move, but Xiao Feng was a step faster than him.
Seeing another one crashing into him, he immediately warned the other party.
The moment he opened his mouth to speak, the bandit leader froze, unable to move.
He watched as the two men in front of him, who had suddenly turned into menacing figures, approached him.
He was terrified; he realized he might have encountered a cultivator.
"Two immortals, spare my life! I know I was wrong. I am no good, I am trash, I am a beast. Please, two immortals, spare me. I was forced into this robbery!"
The other party's attitude changed quite quickly, and they immediately began to fawn over Xiao Feng and Mo Ruyu.
Xiao Feng glanced at Mo Ruyu and saw the reluctance in his eyes, leaving him speechless.
His junior sister was so eager to kill him, so why was he so kind-hearted?
Xiao Feng rolled his eyes speechlessly and said directly, "Stop talking such high-sounding words. How many people have you robbed and killed over the years? We don't know, but don't you know yourself?"
"You think you can escape with just a few words? Do you think we're fools?"
When Xiao Feng spoke, the bandits naturally responded without hesitation.
Mo Ruyu had already released the bandit from his restraints, and the bandit's legs went weak, causing him to kneel on the ground.
He frantically kowtowed to Xiao Feng and Mo Ruyu.
Xiao Feng did not stop the other party from taking such a futile action.
After teasing the robber for a bit, he raised his hand to finish him off.
He had just checked; these bandits all had a blood-red glow on their bodies.
That means that each of them has blood on their hands.
This is not someone forced into banditry; he is a true bloodthirsty scoundrel.
Unexpectedly, just as Xiao Feng raised his spirit sword, the bandits suddenly burst into tears.
He frantically kowtowed on the ground, begging for mercy.
In that instant, Xiao Feng suddenly felt as if not forgiving them would be like committing some heinous crime.
The way these robbers cried made it seem like they had some inexplicable grievance.
As if they were truly forced into doing these things, Xiao Feng felt they were just acting.
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