Courage
With Long Qingxuan's strength, killing these bandits was nothing but a flicker of her finger, and there was no need for her to waste a word with them. She just wanted to make them pay for what they did to the villagers in the past. It would be too easy for them to die painlessly.
The villagers looked at Long Qingxuan in a daze. Although they couldn't comprehend the situation clearly, they could see all the bandits were stopped by her. What kind of power was this?
All the villagers here were mortals. It wasn't that they had never tried to practice, but rather their profound veins were no different from cripples. They were destined to be a mortal for the rest of their life.
The bandits went ghastly pale. Their entire bodies were drenched in cold sweat. No matter how hard they tried to move, all they could do was roll their eyes around.
Long Qingxuan turned to Grandpa Yi and asked. "How many times did they come here?"